Hand shadows, traveling together, landing in a box.

061 looks into his sleepy eyes and sighs.

He said, "Not yet."

Chi Xiaochi was confused for a moment, "...... huh?"

Chi Xiaochi was still in her true form, her cheeks slightly flushed from sleep, her hair disheveled, her brain not as quick as usual, and her whole person looking too tame for words.

061 It took some effort to suppress the smirk at the corners of his lips.

He asked, "Is that the end of your break? Not going to see your family?"

Chi Xiaochi smiled.

"Where are the friends."

He said, "Turned on the TV and looked around. They're all better than me, no arms or legs missing."

Seeing him like this, 061 s heart is so sour and soft.

Obviously, when he raised Xiaochi, Xiaochi's spirit was still good, but after two days of absence, the bottom of his eyes have added some light blue color, like he didn't have a good night's sleep.

In such a state of mind, 061 doesn't feel comfortable letting him go on a mission.

The next second, Chi Xiaochi's eyes flashed, he was sitting on the bed in Lou Ying's room again, his own body heat left on it has not yet dissipated.

From the pocket of his pajamas came a subtle vibrating sound.

Chi Xiaochi reached out and found a cell phone inside at some point.

The fluorescent screen displayed the line, "It's me, I'm in."

Chi Xiaochi knew whose handiwork the cell phone and letter were, but couldn't resist teasing him, "Who are you?"

Texted back in seconds, "Teacher in."

The next second, another message came in, "I'll stay with you. Sleep."

Chi Xiaochi I don't know why, but I just want to tease 061: "Can't sleep."

061's text hasn't been sent in for a long time.

His voice system was shut down and there was no way he could read to Chi Xiaochi anymore.

Chi Xiaochi finished this text message and set her phone down against the side of her pillow, her mind strangely quiet.

Someone to be by their side.

This kind of feeling is really reassuring, and he even gradually developed a sleepy feeling, hugging the soft pillow, looking at the moon shadow cast from the window, thinking about his own mind in a daze.

About three minutes later, a text message came through: "Don't you be afraid. The shadow is me."

Chi Xiaochi lies on her side next to the bed, her eyes wide open as she stares at the wall.

On the wall, his own shadow moved slightly.

A pair of beautifully shaped hands poked out and waved them at him.

Chi Xiaochi wasn't scared of what should have been a bit of a scary scene.

Those hands pinched each other's bones and gently moved them around a bit, making a simple puppy dog hand shadow by pressing their index fingers against each other.

The "puppy" opened his mouth, barked noisily twice, and then, in a deft change, pricked up his floppy ears and made a rabbit graze.

Chi Xiaochi watched with uninterrupted attention, her heart so solid that she was a little drowsy.

061's pair of shadow hands, soft, flexible, varied and exhaustive, performed a picture of a hundred beasts.

And his eyes were gradually dazzled and dazed by the ever-changing shadows of the hands, and he seemed to sink into a dream of great beauty, a dream in which he was a snow-white hamster, held by a hand, gently stroked down the spine of his fur, and gradually paralyzed into a soft little mouse-cake.

Unable to observe all of Chi Xiaochi's physical data in real time, 061 performed alone for a long time before confirming that Chi Xiaochi had fallen asleep.

The instantaneous drain of forcing energy on a non-mission world is a hundred times greater.

About a quarter of an hour ago, 061's energy had run out, and after holding out for so long, he was already exhausted.

He used up his last ounce of breath and brushed Chi Xiaochi's forehead with his shadow.

061 fainted and went into standby.

Immersed in the infinite darkness, he actually had a dream.

Only innate data doesn't dream, but 061 hadn't dreamed anything in a long time since being formatted.

In that dream, he seemed to be just like he is now, just a piece of impotent data, not even a body to be boarded, but only a piece of wire to move forward slowly.

He trailed behind a teenager wearing a high school uniform and pushing a bicycle.

It sounds like a bit of a kinky thing to do, but 061 is heartless.

He vaguely remembered that he was to take him home.

Before that, every so often, after a mission, when the host was resting, he would come back to check on the man.

The teenager pushed his bike and walked home with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

He had his back to 061 the entire time, and 061 didn't really know what the teenager looked like, but he had a clear record in his head of how he had changed.

The teenager's look changed a little, he thought.

He's lost weight and gone gray.

He didn't walk much like a high school student, naturally bringing out a sense of style, and with his perfectly proportioned body, he was so handsome that you couldn't take your eyes off him.

061 swam from pole to pole, following the teenager like a swimming fish.

As long as he was home, he himself was at ease.

The teenager didn't look back, and made his way to an intersection where the setting sun's afterglow spilled over his shoulders, illuminating his collarbone with a hidden light.

He kept his head down, seemingly thinking about something on his mind, while the teenager stepped forward as the red light came on.

At that moment, a sedan that had grabbed a yellow light and drove through it went straight in the direction of the teenager.

061's heart snapped empty, his body acted before reason, gathered all his energy, took on human form, and rushed straight behind the teenager, pulling him by the back of his bike and dragging him back hard-

The teenager was caught off guard and fell backwards, the tires of the sedan sliding by almost immediately at his front wheel.

He looked around in bewilderment, but he could not see the figure of the man who had saved him.

And 061 didn't even get a chance to look at the teenager's face.

After waking up from this dream, it was already light outside, and he still felt extremely tired, as if he had just saved the teenager and exhausted all his energy.

By this time, Chi Xiaochi was also awake, holding his cell phone and standing in the public washroom, brushing his teeth.

He sent a text message over, "Good morning."

Chi Xiaochi picks up her cell phone, spits out the foam in her mouth, and returns, "Rested yet."

It seemed that his own failure to send a greeting text the first time he woke up had alerted Chi Xiaochi to the strange state of his body.

061 says, "Rest up. Take me to something fun."

061 was just talking, but I didn't expect Chi Xiaochi, who had been staying at home for days, to actually go out.

Chi Xiaochi texted 061, "I haven't shopped properly in a long time."

061 Responses to "Then we'll go shopping."

Chi Xiaochi's appearance has now been modified by the system so that he is able to walk around with a cell phone without having to dodge flashing lights and cameras of all kinds.

They went to a flower and bird market, and Chi Xiaochi showed a strong interest in a small white-furred hamster, but since he couldn't keep one at the moment, he had no choice but to give up.

Relying on a cell phone, Chi Xiaochi and 061 discussed where to go for lunch and where to play video games, and at the end of the day, they carried a whole pocket full of what they should and shouldn't have bought.

Finally, he went back to Lou Ying's room and set his things down, intending to rest here another night.

After lying down on her bed, Chi Xiaochi, who was too tired to move much, played with her cell phone and commented on the day's tour, "Mr. Six, I had a great time today."

061 replied, "Me too."

Chi Xiaochi looked satisfied, "It's been a long time since I've been like this."

Eyeing the word "long", 061's expression was too soft for words, "After the next mission, I'll play with you like this for half a month."

Now that the "next time" deal is done, they're going to do what needs to be done.

The next day, Chi Xiaochi woke up in a natural sleep, cleaned himself up, and accepted the transmission refreshed.

...... However.

Having just woken up from the chaos, Chi Xiaochi briefly observed his surroundings before saying sadly, "Teacher Six, am I still your favorite student."

061 knew in advance that this was an A-rank difficulty world, but could not tell Chi Xiaochi because of the confidentiality regulations, he was already guilty in his heart, therefore, while analyzing the surrounding situation, he also did not forget to comfort Chi Xiaochi: "...... I only have you as a student. I'm not sure if you're the only one who's a student."

Chi Xiaochi: "Meh, man."

061: "......"

-- Chi Xiaochi was lying in a confined space where only one person could lie, and the joints of the gaps were filled with a substance such as lead or iron, which was incredibly heavy.

He barely managed to lift his knees up and tip them upward.

He gave this slight push, and there was a clattering sound of chains tugging on the outside.

Chi Xiaochi looked at it left and right, and thought it was the legendary fall into a box.

And this body at the moment was too weak for words, his arms too sore to lift, his hands too scarred, and he called out twice, finding his voice too hoarse to utter a single gulp of words.

It seemed that the original owner had shouted and screamed and exhausted his strength before his arrival.

The situation was so dire that he settled down instead and launched into his normal associations, "Am I a vampire? Have I been captured by a human and am going to be dragged off to pour pesto in a few moments."

And 061, who had just received the worldline message, fell into silence.

It's not that bad, but it's not much better.

And without waiting for him to transmit the information to Chi Xiaochi, he heard muffled conversations from outside.

One asked, "Any more movement?"

The other replied, "It's been a long time. But it moved twice just now."

Soon there was the soft click of a key rattling the latch from outside.

When the "lid" was lifted, 061 blinded Chi Xiaochi before the sunlight from outside could hurt his eyes.

But Chi Xiaochi reacted quickly and curled up, reacting as a person who had not seen sunlight for a long time would normally do at the first sight of light.

Through the gaps in his fingers, Chi Xiaochi caught a glimpse of the visitor's face.

Chi Xiaochi frowned slightly.

--When encountering a quest subject from each world, favorability and remorse values are automatically formed.

And the favorability of the person in front of him towards the original owner was actually a hefty 100.

And without waiting for him to take a closer look, the visitor rudely yanked him by the back of the collar and dragged him like garbage out of this confinement room, all the way to the gilded parlor, where he shoved him toward the floor again.

Chi Xiaochi now got a good look at the visitor.

It was a teenager around 17 or 8 years old, with a face as bright as a rose, carrying a steel-jointed horsewhip in his hand, picking up his own chin, and speaking in a cocky and arrogant tone, "Do any of you still want him?"