I loaded the ghost talk game

After leaving the drowned ghost, Kamiyagawa continued to explore carefully along the artificial lake.

Needless to say, there was indeed an unexpected harvest in the end.

On a conspicuous bench by the lake, Kamiyagawa caught a glimpse of a small reflective object.

Reflection is also light.

And Kamiyagawa can use the dead paper man to revive the dead in "Ghost Story", which is somewhat undead.

As we all know, the undead are all phototaxis.

Looking around vigilantly, there was no headless high school student near the bench.

It looks pretty safe.

Therefore, Kamiyagawa boldly approached.

It was only after getting closer that I realized that what was placed on the bench was a short silver stick.

Just call it a little silver stick.

Almost as long as a middle finger, needle-shaped, thick at one end and thin at the other.

Shen Guchuan picked up the small silver stick.

hum.

Mobile phone vibration.

[Prop name: One Thousand Silver Needles]

[Quality: Rare]

[Effect: To a certain extent, the probability of a lie being seen through is reduced. This effect is affected by many subjective and objective factors such as the charm of the holder, the wariness of the conversation partner, and the context. ]

[Explanation: A liar will swallow a thousand silver needles. Hee hee, I lied to you. ]

"Can a small silver stick like this be considered a needle..." Shen Guchuan was a little speechless.

Moreover, this artificial lake is a holy place for confession and dating in reality.

Picking up props that have a blessing effect on lying in this kind of place feels quite dark and humorous.

It may be because there have been too many young or not young, sincere or not sincere lies and deceptions here.

Isn't there such a saying, the most mentioned lie in this world is "I love you".

And it was followed by "I love you too".

Just as Shen Guchuan put away the [One Thousand Silver Needles], he suddenly felt a pain in his lower back!

He turned around in astonishment, only to see a headless JK appearing behind him unexpectedly.

Moreover, unlike the other JKs I met, this one actually brought a guy.

It was a bloody hatchet.

At this time, it has been pierced from the back of Kamiyagawa, pierced through...

His eyes were darkened.

Kamiyagawa, died.

...

In reality.

Kamiyagawa panicked and pulled himself up from the ground, while subconsciously touching his lower back.

so far so good.

The waist is still there.

"The feeling of death in this game is too real."

Kamiyagawa wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and took several deep breaths before calming down a little.

This hot chicken game is too despicable!

Place a prop in a conspicuous place in front to seduce me, and after I put on the cock, I will find a monster that gnaws at my waist from a hidden corner, right?

Moreover, I am not a scumbag, so why should I be hacked!

After scolding "Ghost Story" several times in his heart, Kamiyagawa picked up the phone.

A red death prompt is displayed on the pitch-black screen——[Evil Effect of Greed]

Kamiyagawa: ...

Selectively ignoring the mocking Laman's death prompt, Kamiyagawa touched his trouser pocket and took out a stick from it.

【One Thousand Silver Needles】

The silver material is thick at one end and thin at the other end, smooth and delicate to the touch, exactly the same as in the game.

As expected, the props obtained in "Ghost Story" can really be brought to reality.

"Fortunately, this thing can be brought to reality. If it can only be used in the game, I'm afraid I won't really want to take the silver needle and go to fall in love with the female ghost."

With a self-deprecating smile, Kamiyagawa put the silver needle away again, and at the same time picked up the paper figurine that was damaged in many places and had its body and head separated.

If you have to say it, exchanging a game death for an item is actually not a loss.

I'll try the effect of this prop in reality later.

seven o'clock in the evening.

Kamiyagawa came to the convenience store where he worked part-time.

Stepping to work is the basic quality that every migrant worker should have. In addition, today is Golden Day (Friday), which is the day when salary is paid.

When I arrived at the store, the full-time Mr. Okamura had already started work as usual, and I could see the store manager standing in front of the counter.

The convenience store where Kamiyagawa works is not a chain, but is completely owned by the store manager.

The store manager's name is Kawai Yumi, a widow in her 30s, who is pretty and smart.

Oh, in the words here, it should be called a widow.

"There you are, Kamiya-kun."

At this moment, Ikumi Kawai was wearing the shop's work uniform on her upper body and tight black pantyhose on her lower body. The smooth black silk fabric perfectly outlined her shapely and sensual legs.

"Well, good evening, Manager Kawai."

Kamiyagawa glanced at the manager's thigh, and then looked away.

Although he now has the appearance of a young and handsome male high school student, under this skin is the soul of an adult man.

Sure enough, adults should watch what adults should watch.

I really don't poke.

Kawai Ikumi seemed to have noticed Kamiyagawa's gaze just now, but she didn't pay much attention to it, and might even be a little complacent about her charm.

This may be the calm courage of mature women.

She turned around and took out a wad of money from her bag, counted out 15,000 yen and handed it out: "Come on, Mr. Kamiya, this is your salary for this week."

"Thank you, Manager Kawai."

"You deserve it. You did a good job this week, keep working hard. I'm very optimistic about you, Kamiya-kun." Kawai Yumei had a gentle smile in her eyes.

I feel that this glamorous smile of this mature woman can steadily wipe out a little male high school student.

Kamiyagawa silently collected his week's labor income and went straight to the staff locker room. After changing into work clothes, he specially took the 【One Thousand Silver Needle】.

He has an idea.

When I returned to the store, Ikumi Kawai was beside the fresher cabinet, bending over to check the shelf life of bento and sandwiches.

Seeing Kamiyagawa approaching, she stroked the broken hair beside her ears:

"What's the matter, Kamiya-kun. Look like you have something to say. If you have any troubles about puberty, you can tell my sister."

"Shop Manager Kawai, I want to tell you." Kamiya Chuan held a small silver stick in one hand and looked into Yumei Kawai's eyes, "You haven't paid me this week's salary yet."

[One thousand silver needles], the effect is activated.

"Huh? Hmm..."

Kawai Ikumi stared at Kamiyagawa's face with a slightly confused expression, as if there was something important that she selectively ignored.

After a few seconds, the widow's store manager suddenly realized: "Oh, I was just going to give it to you."

She stepped to the edge of the counter to pick up her bag, and naturally counted another 15,000 yen out of it: "Come on, Kamiya-kun, this is your weekly salary. You did a good job this week, keep working hard."

Kamiyagawa watched Kawai Ikumi's expression change seriously, and did not reach out to accept the money, but just waved his hand lightly: "Sorry, Manager Kawai, I was joking. You just paid me my salary."

"Ah?" Manager Hejing was astonished, as if he had just woken up from a dream, "Eh? It seems, it seems to be."

"Then I'm going to work." Kamiyagawa showed a clean smile, turned and went to the cash register.

For the whole night afterwards, store manager Kawai was in a depressed mood, and from time to time he sneaked a glance at Kamiyagawa at work.

"What the hell is going on? I'm not going to be fascinated by a little male high school student, right? I admit that Kamiya-kun is really good-looking, but it doesn't make me fascinated, right? Why did I fall so easily just now? Believe his bad joke!"

The widow's store manager is frantically reflecting on himself.