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Illusions and inertia, such things can often make fatal mistakes.

You do three hundred one plus one equals two, and then one plus two equals a few, then most people's answers are two. Because that is inertia, force majeure, and the force of continuation and stretching of thinking. Just like a wheel.

Thinking is also a bunch of wheels. Thinking, spreading, constantly advancing forward, and then gradually paralyzing the nerves under the action of inertia, allowing one's own footsteps to fall into the abyss. Many fraudulent behaviors originate from these small means. Although it is ancient and does not seem to have any effect, it is actually extraordinary and effective.

Does anyone say that you have completed one hundred questions, and the first hundred and one must be the same?

Does anyone say that you touched the sixteenth time of the sixteenth time, and the next one must be the sixth time?

Yes, these are common sense and are normal things.

If you say something with your mouth, anyone can feel that something is wrong. But when all this appears in reality, the brain will gradually be paralyzed, treating these things as common sense and truth.

So looking at the red heart on the table, my mind was blank.

Be self-inflicted.

The expressions on other people's faces have also changed.

Ye Shan looked at Yui Yui with a flushed face, and a deep expression on his face showed a silent look of "It's true". Then he looked at Yukiya. The silver-haired fujokono girl pushed her glasses, and her eyes became inexplicably heavy and silent. The surveillance-like eyes moved from Yukiya to Yukiya, as if she was looking at something.

Shahi stared at me with annoyed look, as if waiting for me to stop the action. The brown-haired fool shook his head with envy and said nothing. Xue Zhixia's expression was as calm as water, and he could not see any changes at all.

Only Yui Yui, who seemed to cry, lowered her head and looked at me shyly.

The heartbeat began to accelerate.

If I came over to kiss her at this time, she would definitely not refuse, right?

Even doing more excessive things may be carried out along with the flow.

Because she is like a girl who follows the atmosphere like that.

...

When I thought of this, my heart was already a little beating and excited, as if I had been poured with a basin of cold water in my pocket, and I quickly calmed down. My mind became cold, and my thinking began to run at a high speed, gradually peeling off the truth.

Sure enough, Yuhihama Yui is still Yuhihama Yui, and his nature cannot be changed.

It’s not because I have a good impression of me, it’s just inertia. Just like I confirm the inertia of the No. 6 card, Hihama obeys her nature and reads the inertia of the atmosphere. She doesn’t like to make the atmosphere awkward, doesn’t like to make others bored, so she sacrifices herself to keep the atmosphere going. It’s just that.

It is not a love between men and women, but a dangerous, slightly stimulating game that makes people feel their heartbeat. Because the atmosphere is very good, it continues, it's just that.

...This is already so kind that it is stupid.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"That, really, I still have to go? No, there is no way to do this. After all, it was the king's order..."

Her face became bright red like an apple, making people unable to help but want to take a bite. Her twisted look made her already beautiful appearance even more charming, making everyone who sees her feel that her heartbeats are accelerating.

She stood up with a shy look on her face, breathing rapidly, and her face became redder and redder. She seemed to be like a frightened rabbit, and her whole body was filled with anxiety.

But he did not leave, but walked slowly to me with a firm step.

The texture of the wet breath sprayed on the face is so clear.

The clothes Yuhihama wore today were not very thick, but a tank vest was covered with a thin layer of light clothes like a thin sausage. The pair of super-specified hemispheres gradually became more and more conspicuous as the owner bent down. There was a very pleasant smell on his body, and there was a touching expression on his face, and his eyes looked at me like water dripping.

"Because it was the order of the King's Game... so people can't resist..." Yuhihama looked at me condescendingly, blinking her warm eyes, and the girl's breath began to linger around, making the atmosphere even more powerful.

"So...small businesses can't avoid it..."

The sweet and greasy breath gradually declines.

No one objected to this.

Whether it is Hayato, Yukino Yukinoshita, Yumiko Miura, Shoto Gobu, Hinata Hinata, Kawasaki Saki, everyone is watching this scene quietly with different expressions. Some are envious, some are angry, some are weird, and some are helpless, but no one has any objections to this.

Because the atmosphere is like this. Because it looks very funny, I don’t reach out and refuse. Although I know it’s wrong, because the atmosphere is very good, I decided not to interfere, just watching.

Such things are a matter of infillment. For me, I will not avoid all this.

But I can reject her.

“…it’s enough.”

I reached out to stop the girl driven by the atmosphere and showed an understanding smile.

“……Eh?”

Looking at the palm against his forehead, Yuhihama subconsciously showed a confused look.

"I said this is enough, Yukihama. You feel uncomfortable with such behavior, right? Just tell me what you don't like. You don't have to follow the pace of others. You are not a slave to someone here, you are just a game."

Driven by the atmosphere and by the idea that everyone does this, we have a responsibility in this way. So that's enough. It's enough. Giving me an illusion, it's enough. I believe this scene can make me quite recall it. It's no longer a black and white, but a memory of youth.

"This...is enough."

A little lost.

I lowered my head and said this, then got up and fled from the recharged territory.

I have never felt so clearly that the boundary between me and them is so clear. Although I am in the same world, my thoughts seem to be on the poles of a magnet. From this we can tell that I am indeed not a full charge.
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