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He thrust out the hand that had returned to its physical form from the misty state, and penetrated deeply into the fusion group that was now unable to move. At the core of the group that was flashing with blue light, there was the heart of a Kabane whose decoration was extremely similar to Wuming's. Ling sighed mercilessly in his heart.

【Crushing the Fusion Group】

Earn 2000 reward points.

Until now.

The pleasant prompt sound from the reincarnation game finally came, bringing the battle between Lingge and the fusion group to an end.

When they gather together, they become a form; when they disperse, they become gas...

——Gather and disperse energy, get da☆ze!

After transforming his palm into mist again, he crossed countless obstacles and stood on the ground of the ruined Yashiro Post Station again...

Lin Ge, who had finished reassembling his body after gazing at the glaring sun, felt incredibly refreshed. It was like someone was sticking their fingers into their brains, stirring them up, and singing a song, feeling incredibly high!

Chapter 29: Qixi Festival and Wishing

Tanabata...

What were you doing during this festival before you traveled through time?

Sitting down against a flight of stairs, Lingge's thoughts gradually drifted away as he looked at the group of people playing in the water, washing clothes, and making new clothes. It seemed like a very lively group.

But after thinking carefully for a long time, someone couldn't think of any connection between himself and this festival.

If I have to say it, it would probably be the holiday activities in the game.

Three days had passed since I passed by the Yashiro Station and killed a fusion group.

There were no other setbacks along the way.

The Iron Fortress successfully arrived at Iwato Station, the last stop on the way to Kongo Castle where the Shogun was stationed.

Finally, this place was not captured by Kabane. Instead, there were abundant supplies, and it happened to coincide with the Tanabata Festival.

The passengers of the Iron Fortress, who had been on edge, almost all smiled brightly during festivals and celebrations.

Even though I can’t fit in, and I don’t want to fit in…

But compared to the lifeless atmosphere in the previous Kaminarimon Castle, Lingge still felt that the festive atmosphere today would make him more comfortable.

It is now the evening of the sixth day.

If nothing goes wrong, players will be able to return to normal by this time tomorrow night.

Well, if nothing unexpected happens...

Thinking back to yesterday's encounter, where the lord of Iwato Station refused entry to Kongoka Castle, and the "Karifusa" were still outside the city seeking to negotiate, Ringer, looking at the lively festival scene before him, gradually lost consciousness...

"Don't you want to go to the festival?"

"Compared to our time, there are still significant differences here."

suddenly.

A beautiful girl wearing an elegant and peaceful dark yukata, exuding an elegant temperament, looked like a lady from a well-off family. She sat down next to someone.

“I’m not used to being in crowded places.”

"I'll just take a look."

After shaking his head to express his refusal, Ling Ge turned his head to look at the Yamato Nadeshiko-like girl next to him and immediately praised her sincerely.

"It suits you very well, Saeko."

"This is the dress that Ms. Ayame helped me pick out."

"I'm so glad you like it, Lin Jun."

Under the bright moon.

With her eyebrows curved into crescents, Busujima Saeko, unable to conceal her joy, replied with a light smile.

"If you don't mind..."

"Lin Jun, if you have anything on your mind, you can talk to me."

Looking at the young man who, after holding her hand, began to stare at the celebrating crowd below in a daze, after hesitating for a moment, Busujima Saeko asked softly.

"What's on your mind?"

"Saeko, you're thinking too much."

"I was just thinking..."

"It's just a matter of what the world will become after we're gone."

Hearing the question from the girl beside him, which seemed to be a misunderstanding, Ling Ge chuckled and decisively said what he had just thought.

Even though it was a misunderstanding...

But it's a nice feeling to be cared for.

"What are you talking about?"

“Add me in!”

Without waiting for Busujima Saeko to say anything else.

A figure that looked somewhat excited suddenly jumped out from the shadows behind the two of them.

While speaking with full energy, he also handed a big round apple candy to someone's mouth.

"...You can still eat this?"

Lingge took the apple candy, glanced at the girl who was holding his shoulders behind him as support, and used the soft thing that was not big but not small to lean on his head, using it as a milk pad. He couldn't help but asked in surprise.

“I can’t eat it…”

"But it's a common practice for beautiful girls to eat candy apples during festivals!"

Take a deep breath.

As if facing a powerful enemy, Hoshino Ai made an expression of fearlessness in the face of death, and with the mentality of a wild beast, she took a bite of the candy apple in her hand.

“…It’s not nice to waste food.”

Looking at Hoshino Ai who turned her head and spat out the apple candy with a wow, suspected to be performing performance art, someone who took a bite of the apple candy spoke with some ease.

"If I'm really hungry..."

"Then you can just hold me and take a bite."

The power of the vampires is just a byproduct of talent.

So Lingge, who was not subject to any restrictions of vampires and was not even a vampire at all, felt that it was really pitiful for the children to have nothing to eat during the holidays, so he added another sentence.

"Do not!"

"I must eat this candy apple today!"

Hoshino Ai developed a competitive spirit in a strange place!

Although he didn't understand why she was so stubborn about this, Lingge respected it.

Speaking of which...

This yearning is really outrageous.

Even though I had no idea about this shadow operation, Lao Ai somehow learned it.

Or……

This is not the effect I had hoped for...

Is it simply a difference in talent?

After all, she is a woman who, if she works hard, can rely solely on her talent to reach the pinnacle of her career.

Could it be that……

Is she actually a genius?

Looking at Hoshino Ai who was bravely fighting against Apple Candy, Lingge emotionally didn't want to believe this conclusion drawn from rationality.

"Big brother!"

"I've been bothering you all this time!"

It didn't take long.

Then two more guys came, they could hardly walk steadily, but they still staggered to his front, and immediately they blurted out lines that they didn't know were from some Hot-Blooded High School anime.

"Don't drink if you're underage."

"There's still a day tomorrow, don't get mad here now."

Looking at these two drunken otakus who had become good brothers with inexplicable similarities in the past few days, someone's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

"Sir!"

“Yes, sir!”

I don’t know whether I understood it or not.

But after running out to say thank you, the drunk Zaimokuza Yoshiteru and Imamura Kohei put their arms around each other's shoulders and staggered away again.

"……You came."

"Well, I'm here."

"You shouldn't have come."

"what?"

Not long after.

Lingge noticed that someone else was coming, but before he could say a few words, he saw someone's embarrassed expression, as if he didn't know how to respond.

"Nothing, I just suddenly remembered a line from a novel I read before."

"Ye Shan, what's the matter with you?"

After casually replying, Lingge looked at the old players who had been quiet these past few days and seemed to have made up their minds to join the game.

"nothing."

"But isn't this Qixi Festival?"

"Everyone over there is hanging up their wishing pamphlets, and now you, Fang Shijun, are the only one who hasn't made a wish yet."

"If you don't want to go, Fang Shijun, I'll go and hang it up for you, right?"

Hayama Hayato replied with a smile.

Japan's Tanabata Festival.

Compared to the attributes of Valentine's Day, it has wonderfully developed into a festival similar to making wishes.

Lingge, who had heard about this, did not refuse in order to have a good start.

"Become the strongest player..."

"As expected of Fang Shijun!"

After taking the piece of paper with a wish written on it from someone, Hayato Hayama couldn't help but sigh.

"Since you've read my wish."