Her thoughts gradually became clear, Shen Zhizhi stood up, and out of the corner of her eye she noticed someone standing behind her.
Clenching the eraser in her palm, Shen Zhizhi sat back on the stool as if nothing had happened.
Without looking at the person behind her, she asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
The person behind him took a step forward, and his shoe hit the leg of Shen Zhizhi’s stool.
"Student Zhou Nan, the school doesn't allow long bangs. Let me help you cut them."
The boy's voice was very low and trembling as if he was nervous. He almost couldn't pronounce the syllable of the last word.
Shen Zhizhi was stunned.
Cut bangs?
Shen Zhizhi looked at the window on the right and saw her hair in the reflection in the window.
She had very long side bangs that covered most of her face, leaving only her right eye exposed.
A very classic ugly look.
Before Shen Zhizhi could speak, the boy had already reached forward with the scissors in hand.
Shen Zhizhi subconsciously dodged, “What are you doing?”
"Let me help you cut your bangs." The boy tilted his head and said enthusiastically.
Shen Zhizhi refused without a second thought, “No, my bangs can be combed up.”
"No." The boy said firmly.
His tone gradually became more urgent, "You can't not cut your bangs, you have to cut them..."
"Let me help you cut it, please..."
His hand holding the scissors began to tremble, his eyes turned slightly red, and his face turned from a healthy color to a grayish one.
Shen Zhizhi observed his face and alarm bells rang in her heart.
Abnormal, this boy is abnormal.
Thinking that this was a copy of a horror game, Shen Zhizhi pushed the boy away without a second thought.
The boy was pushed to the ground, and his hand hit the table next to him, causing the table to rub against the ground, making a sharp and harsh sound.
The space seemed to freeze for a moment, and the students who were originally cleaning up disappeared.
Only Shen Zhizhi and the boy lying on the ground were left in the huge classroom.
Shen Zhizhi's pupils shrank, and before anything else happened, she snatched the scissors from the boy's hand.
She said calmly, "You don't have any scissors, what can you use to help me cut my bangs?"
The boy was obviously stunned.
He looked at his empty hands, his gray face seemed to be covered by a question mark.
"Yeah, I don't have any scissors, how can I help you cut it?"
After the boy finished speaking, he stood up embarrassedly and bowed to Shen Zhizhi.
"Sorry to bother you, classmate. I didn't bring scissors this time. I'll help you cut it next time."
Shen Zhizhi, who stuffed the scissors into her sleeves, said: “…”
Did he believe it?
Shen Zhizhi looked at the boy with a strange expression until his face returned to normal, watched the boy sit in his seat, and then saw the disappeared person reappear...
Is it really that safe?
Shen Zhizhi touched the scissors in her sleeve, and the cold touch told her that what she had just seen was not an illusion.
She actually dodged a tricky attack.
But why was she attacked?
Is it because of rejecting the boy’s request that the death rule was triggered?
Shen Zhizhi didn't quite understand, after all, it was her first time encountering a supernatural event.
She pursed her lips and pushed the table back to its original position in a daze.
The moment I sat back in my seat, a blue screen appeared.
A few lines of text popped up quickly above.
Congratulations to player "Chen Zhizhi" for obtaining the low-level item, "Male Classmate's Love Scissors."
[Item Effect: Immune to one low-level attack, (1/1)]
Props?
Shen Zhizhi stared at her sleeves in a daze for a while.
After digesting the information that the scissors she had snatched in a hurry were a life-saving prop, Shen Zhizhi's spirits lifted, and the look she gave the boy suddenly became respectful.
A strange life brings peace.
Thanks to my friend for the life-saving prop.
The boy who received Shen Zhizhi's gaze smiled at her in a friendly manner.
Shen Zhizhi responded with a friendlier smile.
Perhaps because Zhou Nan's moody image was deeply rooted in people's minds, the boy's smile froze and he quickly turned his head away.
Shen Zhizhi touched the delicate face, she is not that scary, right?
After playing with the scissors in her sleeve, Shen Zhizhi happily put this question behind her.
She couldn't help thinking: It would be great if there were more such stupid and kind-hearted ghosts.
With the props in their hands, you don’t have to worry about the tricks in the dungeon.
Even if it can only withstand one low-level attack, it is still an incredible guarantee.
I don’t know if this stupid... cough... cute ghost has any other props.
It would be best to have a nail cutting service, and nail clippers should also be a prop.
Thinking of the effect of the scissors, Shen Zhizhi's eyes suddenly became hot, as if they could spit fire.
Shen Zhizhi licked her lips and suddenly felt that she was very sick with her mind full of props.
But, isn’t a yandere someone who is very persistent about something?
Shen Zhizhi swept away her dissatisfaction with playing the role of a yandere and looked forward to the ghost finding her.
[Detected that the host's mentality has changed, becoming more in line with the psychology of a yandere, yandere role-playing degree +10%]
A mechanical sound suddenly rang in Shen Zhizhi's mind.
Shen Zhizhi was surprised: "There is sound, have you upgraded?"
The mechanical voice ignored Shen Zhizhi's boring question.
Shen Zhizhi snorted in her heart, “Why are you pretending to be so cold.”
"The text version was quite passionate, but why is the voice chat just..."
【Um. 】
A cold mechanical voice uttered a word.
Shen Zhizhi: “…”
Okay, let’s just be cool to the end.
Shen Zhizhi muttered for a while, and the bell for class rang.
Students poured into the classroom one after another.
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