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Why do you care about such inexplicable details?

After twitching his lips and looking at the two people who were quarreling again over the character issues of "Princess" and "Mermaid", Kitagawa Ryo silently found a corner and changed into a more comfortable position.

However, the quarrel seemed to last only for a while, and the two people unexpectedly agreed on the same tone.

"Actually, in the final analysis, it's still the prince's problem."

"You obviously say you like the little mermaid, but you go and marry another woman."

"He clearly has a fiancée but still has feelings for other women of unknown origin."

Shiina Hiyori and Karuizawa Megumi complained one by one, and finally they said in unison:

"Scumbag!"

"Scumbag!"

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Seven days later.

"'Daughter of the Sea', final act, rehearsal begins!"

The little mermaid's sisters lost their hair in exchange for a knife from the sea witch. They emerged from the sea and told the youngest sister:

"Take it, you see, how sharp it is! Before the sun comes up, you have to insert it into the prince's heart. When his blood flows to your feet, your feet will be connected again. Together, become a fish tail, then you can return to your original form as a mermaid, and you can return to our water.

In this way, you can still live for your three hundred years before you become a lifeless salt water foam.

Do it quickly! Come back quickly! Didn't you see the red light in the sky? In a few minutes, the sun will come out, and you will surely perish by then! "

The mermaid's sisters bewitched their younger sister with their songs, causing the princess and prince to fall into a deep dream.

They firmly believe that this is the right behavior, a love for their family, and the only way to save the little mermaid back into the sea.

For them who don't know love, family affection is the greatest emotion in the world, and their youngest sister is their treasure.

The steps swayed.

My consciousness is blurry and I can't tell the boundaries. I don't know if it's an illusion. Every step I take, there is no longer the sting of the knife tip under my feet, but as soft as stepping on clouds.

The little mermaid opened the purple curtain of the tent and saw the beautiful bride sleeping with her head in the prince's arms. The morning glow gradually became brighter. She glanced at the sharp knife, then turned her eyes towards the prince. He was murmuring the name of his bride in his sleep, and she was the only one in his mind.

The little mermaid felt a maddening sadness called jealousy in her heart.

"The church bells are ringing, and the mermaid can only watch from the side~"

"The good news of the engagement has spread throughout the world, and the mermaid can only watch from the sidelines~"

"The bishop's blessing has been recited, and the mermaid can only watch from the side~"

"The mermaid wearing silk and gold jewelry can only drag the bride's wedding dress~"

"The mermaid who cannot see or hear can only dance for the wedding of the prince and princess~"

Painful memories are like missing teeth and bare gums.

If you don't touch it, you will feel empty and lost.

Trying to touch it is painful.

She thrust the knife in her hand into the prince's heart.

The sharp blade tore through the expensive clothes inch by inch, sliced ​​through the fair skin, and stabbed into the heart.

With every inch he advanced, the little mermaid's heart seemed to hurt a little.

Blood flowed out gurglingly.

Unlike the cold sea water, the blood up to the ankles was warm.

It wraps up the mermaid's injured feet bit by bit.

The dark mist rose, and she could feel her legs closing. In a few minutes, she would have a fish tail again and become a mermaid.

My heart was shaking.

There was a ticking sound, as if some liquid was sliding down.

After coming back to his senses, he realized that everything just happened was just his imagination.

[But the person who saved you is obviously me, and the person you love should also be me. ]

The mermaid's hands were trembling, and she could hardly hold the knife in her hand, and the knife fell to the ground with a thud.

Just insert the knife into the heart of the man who betrayed you, walk out of this room, and jump into the sea.

She will have a long life of three hundred years again and meet her sister and relatives who care about her again.

Shiina Hiyori took a step forward.

One step, two steps, three steps, only three steps away.

Recalling the feeling of falling in love with someone else for the first time, the girl turned her head.

His vision was blurred by tears, and his sobs were scattered in the wind.

Looking up at the sky, the night is about to turn into the colors of the morning.

She pressed the knife in her hand to her lover's heart, leaned into his ear, and sang to him a song of love for a young girl.

There were sounds of crying.

Whose is it? In a dark world, there is a little vague light.

The prince opened his eyes, his dark pupils flashing with the confusion of just waking up.

The song that came to my ears was so far away yet so close, just like what I heard at that time...

The sound of the storm, the cry for help, the cry, the long night and the bottomless sea.

The monsters under the sea are singing.

He remembered the hoarse cry of the captain who died in the shipwreck:

"Siren! It is these monsters that bring disaster and storm!"

The prince screamed.

He waved his hands awkwardly in an attempt to push himself up.

While grabbing around with his palms, he came across the sharp blade that was held in Shiina Hiyori's hand and was pressing against his heart.

The prince stretched out the knife forward like a madman, aiming at his nightmare.

The surrounding voices suddenly became quiet.

The tip of the knife does not feel like it is piercing into something real.

The first ray of dawn has already poured down.

He stabbed into a ball of foam.

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Although we have already learned that Shiina Hiyori has the ability to modify the script according to his own preferences, in the last simulation, Kitagawa Ryo also acted in quite a few plays with him, and was so magically modified that Shakespeare could lift the coffin boards and get up again. .

But when the script of "The Daughter of the Sea" rewritten by Shiina Hiyori was actually shown in front of him, Kitagawa Ryo truly felt the potential of the other party.

That is the ability to control words and mobilize emotions developed through a lot of reading accumulation.

"Excellent."

"If I can maintain today's performance during tomorrow's assessment, I should be able to pass."

Kitagawa Ryo played with the prop dagger in his hand and praised.

"Great!"

Megumi Karuizawa first raised her hands and cheered, and Hiyori Shiina also joined in the applause.

"As a souvenir, let's take a group photo together."

Because today's rehearsal was on a formal stage, the troupe's dedicated photographer also came to the rehearsal site, holding a camera and signaling to the three people on the stage.

"What kind of pose are you going to do?"

As soon as she heard that they were going to take pictures, Karuizawa Megumi suddenly became excited and dragged Shiina Hiyori to the corner to mutter.

After a week of rehearsing together, the two became very familiar with each other.

When the two came back, even Shiina Hiyori, who had always been quiet, had a strange, vague smile on his face.

"Then, get ready."

"Three, two, one!"

"Cheese——"

Just when the photographer shouted and pressed the shutter, the two people who were standing next to Kitagawa Ryo took out a prop dagger from the theater troupe from their arms and pointed it towards the center one to the left and the other to the right. Kitagawa Liang stabbed him in the past.

"Big-scum-man!"

The two girls laughed together.

Kitagawa Ryo fell to the ground quite cooperatively.

He cast his gaze towards the snow-white ceiling, but his field of vision was soon completely occupied by two small faces approaching him.

For the first time, a strange emotion welled up in Kitagawa Ryo's heart.

Some green tree shadows have appeared outside the window, and the gradually pliable branches are whirling in the wind. Bright light shines from the gaps between the new leaves, casting dots of light on the window.

This year's spring came earlier than in previous years.

ps: The drama is temporarily over.

ps2: I had a lot of fun writing this chapter.

ps3: Thank you for reading and subscribing. I obviously update every day. Why do I have the illusion that updates after the main story are slow_(:з」∠)_

Main plot: Kitagawa Ryo's strength supremacy classroom: Chapter 7: Defeat the White Room

Picture: "Tianze Yixia", location: "Images/1661876238-100312294-109282631.jpg"

The black and white chess pieces are being commanded by the players on the chessboard. You come and go, playing games and fighting with each other.

On this game platform with chess as the main body and a variety of chess competitions, the live broadcast of this game attracted thousands of viewers. In the chat board on the right, almost every second Dozens of new barrages can be generated.

However, as the game gradually becomes more intense, the number of barrages gradually decreases. This is not because the audience is losing, but because more and more people have been immersed in this wonderful and rare game and have no time left. Send a barrage for discussion.

Fourteen-year-old Arisu Sakayanagi stared at the screen with bated breath, holding the mouse tightly in her hand and pursed her bloodless lips. She moved the cursor aimlessly on the screen, looking at herself. Without even noticing, the girl's knees were shaking slightly.

The countdown seconds passed by minute by minute, and it seemed that a ticking urging sound could be heard in my ears.

"Check (General)."

It was as if he could see his opponent's fingertips pushing the black chess piece, and the opponent took the final step towards Sakayanagi Arisu:

"GG ​​(Good Game)" has appeared in the barrage on the right.

It's not so much a good game as it is a crushing, a one-sided massacre.

"Excellent chess skills, you must not be an amateur."

Sakayanagi Arisu is not a person who cares about temporary success or failure, not to mention that she has lost five games to the opponent in the past few days. She exhaled softly and sent such a message in the chat board.

To show her kindness, she added a small smiley face at the end of her message.

"Thank you. Your chess skills are also very good. You must have had special training."

The other party quickly replied to the message. On this platform where newcomers and amateurs gather together, the two of them have almost become fixed opponents because of their high level.

"Yes, I have been studying chess systematically since I was eight years old. It has been six years now."

Although she lost the game, Sakayanagi Yusu calmly explained the time she spent learning chess. After all, from her perspective, the opponent could be an old-timer who has been immersed in this skill for decades. .

From another perspective, Sakayanagi Yusu is still a little unconvinced.

The other party seemed to be shocked by Sakayanagi Arisu's message and did not reply for a long time. Sakayanagi Arisu took the initiative to send another message:

"Do you still have time? I want to play two more games with you."

In fact, it's not that Sakayanagi Arisu can't find a suitable chess opponent. With the conditions of the Sakayanagi family, even the famous domestic chess masters can find one or two as tutors, but these masters will not be willing to give up their wealth. As a student, she was able to compete so happily. The chess style in front of her was very suitable to her taste. It would be difficult to find another opponent if she missed a strong opponent.

"no."