-1-

M used to be very annoyed with those men.

My sister's suitors are of all kinds and numerous, like a swarm of fish in the river.

...But no matter how sweet her words are or how valuable her gifts are, those men will always mistake her for their sister.

She and her sister.

She was an inhuman creature who grew up in darkness, and her sister was a gentle and beautiful woman like the white moonlight.

Apart from looks, what else is similar?

...But no one can tell them apart, no one can tell them apart at a glance.

-2-

So M has always been annoyed with those people. In M's heart, those who pester her sister are not sincere and are all rubbish.

When her sister was alive, she always laughed at her, saying that she had "too high expectations and was too demanding in love."

M actually didn't hold any expectations for the love that poets or singers sang about in their works—beautiful music was fun, but it was definitely not reality—and she was only helping her sister, who longed for a family and children, choose a spouse; she definitely didn't think about such things herself.

But, since you have thrown out the word "deep love", and since you have described your feelings for that person so sincerely.

You shouldn't be unable to even recognize your partner's face, right?

Hair, face shape, facial features...

Sisters and brothers could not be more alike.

Even if they really have the same blood flowing in their veins, even if they were once wrapped by the same umbilical cord, there will still be some differences.

...Not to mention her and her sister...

-3-

Miss M increased her strength, but the man in white robe under her feet still made no sound.

...This was the second creature besides Little P that did not show fear under her feet, but Miss M was not interested.

She has the real Xiao P, so she doesn't need a fake.

"Hello. Is that a mute?"

“…”

The man in white robe slowly stretched out his right hand and grasped her ankle.

"Ms. M... no." He coughed lightly, "Or should I call you... Miss Banshee?"

M's pupils suddenly widened, and he stomped his feet heavily—

“Boom boom!”

The man who was stepped on was smashed through the floor like a cannonball, and then penetrated the ceiling of the next floor and the floor of the next floor.

He was like a drifting maple leaf, falling from one classroom to the next, and then to the next.

M quickly jumped into the hole that had been smashed through, rapidly approaching the opponent as he fell, and at the same time, he pulled out a huge sickle from the dark shadow behind him.

-4-

She approached him, her dark pupils and dark scythe approaching together, as if to crush the giant mountain of maple leaves.

The man seemed to be unharmed by the blow just now. His eyes were still a light blue, and his blond hair was not stained with any dust or blood.

Same blonde hair, same blue eyes.

...In fact, at first glance, he is even more handsome and shining than Xiao P.

Because Xiao P is more "healing" than "charming", everyone assumes that he is just an "inconspicuous handsome guy".

M always felt that Xiao P was consciously restraining his charm and desexualizing himself in front of all other colleagues... She always suspected that he did it on purpose.

He is a cheerful golden retriever, but no one thinks he shines.

With a punk face, you say "us ordinary people are different from celebrities", but people still believe you, "yes, yes, it's not our fault that we look ordinary"...

——Some robot colleagues even asked him to endorse and promote the "common people's rice and fermented tofu" in the supermarket because they thought he was "plain-looking."

-5-

Miss M really doesn't understand why those employees were blind and picked someone who looked so suitable for super high-end French cuisine and whose smile would cause golden stars to appear in the background, to endorse bibimbap and fermented tofu.

The key point is that that type of fermented tofu was sold out later.

-6-

"Huh? What? Why are you doing endorsements? Of course, it's because a colleague asked me for help, and I figured I should help where I can... Uh? Inappropriate?"

"It's okay. I'm not the bright and handsome type. My appearance is plain, which actually goes well with fermented tofu."

Ms. M: “…”

Ms. M: "Then remove the golden stars in your background."

Otherwise, believe it or not, your boss will pull out all your golden hair.

He is obviously a super eye-catching handsome guy, why does he always promote his simplicity? Is this an insult to his boss's taste?

Even if it's a one-night stand, my boss's taste is not for the simple tofu-fermented type of guy.

Try saying “simple” again.

Mr. P waved away the dark energy that drifted toward him and smiled brightly. "Not really, is it? No matter how I look or how charming I am to others, isn't it more amazing that you're the only one who noticed me? Being simple to others and shining to you is what subordinates should do."

Ms. M: “…”

Miss M thought it made sense and put down the knife.

-7-

...But the person in front of me is so different from Xiao P.

No concealment, no restraint at all.

The charm of Little P's appearance is fully revealed, is that right?

...As he fell, his white robe fluttered behind him like the broken wings of an angel.

Moreover, the smile this man showed her...

Extremely real.

With compassion.

How pitiful!

[How pitiful]

Let me save you

-8-

Miss M chopped it down with a knife.

Merciless.

-9-

“…A fake.”

Save her?

Is he worthy?

With this face... it's so disgusting.

Pulling out the sickle that was deeply embedded in the entire teaching building, Miss M stopped jumping, running, and accelerating again on the broken wall. She turned over lightly and retreated, standing next to the crack that was cut.

In such a low-level small world, the source boss is a comatose child, who usually cannot withstand her second sickle.

This blow almost ripped apart the entire Teaching Building No. 9... The next blow...

No.

Using that face, it turns out that it would be better to just smash this guy to pieces with my fists, right?

Miss M thought for a moment, put away her sickle, and looked down.

"…Gone? That stinky rat that can dig holes."

-10-

——At this moment, the white-robed man who escaped from the sickle appeared on the rooftop of the school radio station.

“…Phew, that was a close call.”

He staggered back a step and looked down at himself.

There was no need for the blade to get close; the dust and wind kicked up by the monster's slash were already tearing his body apart—most of the white robe woven with evil spirit energy was shattered—

"This gentleman."

Someone behind me said, "As an adult, being so disheveled in school will have a negative impact."

"Would you like me to lend you a set of clothes? Prison uniforms, that style."

-11-

The man in white robe paused.

"...So it's you, after all? You were able to save me from such a terrifying blade. Did you use space jump or transformation... No, forget it. If it's you, anything is possible."

He turned his head and saw the boy sitting on the railing of the rooftop behind him, with crimson data points emanating from his fingertips.

The boy's eyes were scarlet, as red as blood.

"haven't seen you for a long time……"

Looking at the boy with red eyes, the man in white robe was stunned for a moment, then smiled with some joy: "Brother, have you turned yourself into a puppy?"

-12-

The white-robed man laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be so willing to be a dog."

Mr. P raised his fingertips, and the white-robed man's right hand was instantly severed.

-13-

...There was no bleeding. The severed limb seemed to have only the tissues at the joints broken down, and when it fell to the ground, only a few scattered data points were released.

After cutting off the other person's right hand, Mr. P also showed a very polite smile.

"You took someone else's face, made disgusting and stupid remarks in front of their boss, and then took the liberty of using this hand to pull their boss's ankle... Sir, you must be incredibly confident to stand here and criticize my career plan."

"By the way, do I know you? I don't remember having a twin brother."

The man in white robe looked down at his severed hand, then at the exceptionally polite boy opposite him.

"Brother is still the same." He sighed helplessly, "It's okay that he's always willing to be a dog, but he always turns his fangs against his younger brother."

"I don't have a brother. Sir, you're such an old man, and you still keep calling me 'brother'. Do you really have no shame at all? Ah, maybe you could go to the hospital to look for your brother? And get yourself checked out for mental illness."

The boy raised his hand and touched his face. "For a kid as young as me, even if I have relatives, they would only be my brothers, right? You seem old enough to be my great-grandfather, yet you still call me brother. How horrible."

The man in white robe: “…”

The man in the white robe said, "You don't even care about your dignity when you're a dog, brother? Judging from your age, you're obviously..."

Mr. P: "What are you talking about? I'm a young and beautiful kid. What is this wrinkled, giant-baby uncle saying 'brother' all talking about?"

No, I don't have wrinkles.

This body clearly has the same face as yours.

There is no need to attack me and tell lies with open eyes. This face is still very young and beautiful.

...and now you look like a young boy with unreplenished energy, and all adults you see look like uncles and aunts.

-14-

"It seems that this doesn't make sense."

The man in white robe shook his head: "To become an employee, to become a spirit, you have paid too much, brother, and now you don't remember anything."

Mr. P waved his hand cheerfully. "No, I'm absolutely certain I don't have any such disgusting, trashy relatives. Even if I lost my memory ten times, I'd still be certain I don't have a giant baby brother. If you can establish a connection again, could I send you back to your boss's side?"

"I originally moved you here thinking, 'One more blow from my boss and I'll be writing a massive complaint,' but, well, it seems like it would be more convenient if you and this world were chopped apart together? Let me think about it, if I were to shift the coordinates of the other living people in this world from now on..."

The man in white robes: "...You will remember it, very soon. You will remember the bet we made, the deal we made..."

"I'm sorry." Mr. P clicked on the flickering light in mid-air. "I'm busy at work and don't have time to think about it."

The man in white robe fell silent.

-15-

He took a few quick steps and moved closer to the boy sitting on the railing.

The boy still looked at him with a smile. Compared with his joy and helplessness, the boy's expression was really——

It's so fake.

The man in white robe suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the boy by the collar.

-16-

The boy was very thin, with no baby fat on his face and skin as white as the fragile foam on the seashore.

He picked him up and it felt lighter than a puppy.

So the man in white robe easily picked him up, lifted him over the railing, and hung him outside the rooftop.

Under your feet is the uncovered plastic sports track.

It was bare and glowed dark red in the night.

"You're very weak now. Weaker than a puppy."

The man in white robe said slowly: "If I let go now, brother, you will really die."

Mr. P looked him in the eye and patiently explained for the umpteenth time, "I don't have a brother. Sir, please don't try to make connections."

-17-

Blue eyes against red eyes.

The former contained many complex emotions, while the latter... was all scarlet and completely unclear.

"These eyes."

The man in white robe murmured, "How long has it been since I last saw my brother's naked eyes?"

"Those crimson eyes... so ugly, brother. Have you finally given up on copying my face?"

Mr. P still kept smiling.

-18-

But he suddenly attacked, grabbed the other person's golden hair, and tore it down with all his might, his movements as quick and crisp as if he was issuing an invoice for vacation expenses—

“—Aa ...

-19-

"Please don't just casually accuse others of plagiarism."

While being shaken madly by the struggling opponent, Mr. P in mid-air was tearing at handfuls of golden hair, his expression was very real, and it was sunny.

“Otherwise, you’ll become bald.”

-20-

...Just now, was that coming from the rooftop of the radio building?

Inside Teaching Building No. 9, Miss M turned around and listened.

"What a tragic cry... Did some greasy middle-aged man have his last hair ripped out?"

Alas.

She shook her shoulders with a chill, turned around and walked back to the classroom.

If you want to chop, chop; if you want to kill, kill. Miss M has no interest in the hair-pulling and hair-pulling of each other.

-twenty one-

Where's that stinky rat hiding... I'm so annoyed... Is he the one hiding behind the female ghost, ordering her to attack Little P... He even smeared "Kill" everywhere. He's probably the one who's keeping the source boss awake... I heard Little P mention it a few times at work. Could it be that immortality game is still going on?

bother.

When will it end? She hasn’t even finished her lunch.

The subordinates were also inexplicably seriously injured.

Miss M walked back to the chair in the center and directly grabbed the unconscious and tied-up source boss - the appearance of a little boy. Anyway, this boss was the type who had a childhood trauma and then became perverted and died in a massacre - so annoying and boring -

She held the boy in one hand, kicked the classroom wall to pieces, and lifted him out completely, leaving him hanging in the air.

"You have three seconds. Wake up."

Miss M was in a bad mood, so her whole body and even her bangs exuded a sinister black aura: "Otherwise, I'll let you go."

-twenty two-

"one."

She let go.

-twenty three-

The little boy who was the source of the sudden fall: "..."

The little boy suddenly opened his eyes.

This time it was a normal eye.

"Hey!" he roared, "Didn't you say count to three? Didn't you say you have three seconds?"

"Children don't understand. A woman only needs one."

"...Which anime line did you borrow from?! Which anime character's line did you borrow from?! You're too lazy to even come up with a reason - a mere maintenance worker from the system world, don't think the boss of our small world hasn't seen Gintama -"

Miss M said "Oh" and spread her hands. "To be honest, I think it would be more convenient to just throw you to death. You're an evil spirit anyway."

Boss: "...Because I'm scared! Because that white-robed man is going to beat me again, and that female ghost is going to tear me apart after deceiving me. Even if I wake up from my coma, I dare not move—"

Miss M said "Ah" and was very confused: "But I'm here. I helped you tear apart the female ghost and the white-robed rat."

-twenty four-

But your first blow almost tore my world apart!!

You beat the high-level players and the masterminds behind the scenes like meat paste in front of me!

Just now, he almost chopped up my entire teaching building with his sword! ! The entire! building!

—No one is as terrifying as you, okay? What intelligent evil spirit would dare to open its eyes in front of you and pretend to be alive and kicking?!

-25-

"Let's not talk about anything else - come and save me - I just woke up from a coma and I'm very weak - there's a plastic track below ah ah ah I'm going to die I'm going to die I'm going to die -"

The original boss almost cried out as he fell: "I don't want to die - I don't want to die again - what maintenance worker - what system employee, you are bullying me - I want to complain!!"

whispering sound.

It helps you wake up early.

Miss M leaned over, stretched her wrists, and was about to jump down to pull back this crying and screaming garbage boss.

Suddenly, a figure landed in front of the broadcasting building next to the playground.

-26-

The small figure seemed to be a child, with his hands stretched upwards.

The night that fell on this world made visibility very low and she could not see clearly.

...How old is the child? Is it a boy or a girl? Judging by her size, it's unlikely to be that bouncing schoolgirl... Then there's no need to rescue her...

But, the next second, the falling child tried to swim towards the boss who fell from the teaching building.

-27-

The silhouette clumsily grabbed the falling boss, then protected his head and neck, changed his position with difficulty in the air, and placed himself under the little boy.

……ah.

-28-

I said who it was.

In this world, among so many other worlds, he is the kindest, most hypocritical, and the most confusing person to her.

He obviously does things in a fake way and gives everyone a fake smile...but his behavior is...the kindest.

A few shouts were faintly heard in the night wind.

It was very small and weak, but Miss M heard it clearly.

-29-

"Please don't file a complaint! I apologize on behalf of my boss! Don't file a complaint!!"

-30-

...Well, it actually has nothing to do with kindness.

Just a pitiful working dog who is always looking forward and backward.

-31-

Miss M showed the happiest expression since entering this world, and then jumped into the darkness of the playground.

-32-

"Little P is so weak and useless. He needs me to save him again."