With No Woman in His Heart, the Blade Strikes Like a God

The door was indeed locked.

--This was confirmed by the Chronicler.

Unless you have Key, you can't just open the door. But when that mysterious Black Shadow came into her room earlier, he easily turned the lock. She clearly heard the door close twice.

But the door remained locked... What was going on?

Furthermore, why did the other party ask her to rush over and check the door immediately? Or did he already know the door would be locked again... based solely on her description?

She frowned deeply, and just as the Chronicler was pondering this matter, she caught a glimpse of something unusual under the bed out of the corner of her eye.

Beneath the pitch-black bed, some unseen creatures are stirring restlessly.

Taking a deep breath, gripping his phone tightly, the Chronicler returned to his bed, then edited a new message and sent it out.

[The door was locked again from the inside sometime ago. Do you know why?]

About two minutes later, a new reply arrived.

[Three possibilities: One is that the Black Shadow didn't leave your room, and after locking the door, is now hiding in the ceiling, under the bed, or in the closet, silently watching you read your text message.]

"!!!"

Upon seeing the message, the Chronicler was immediately startled and hurriedly looked up at the ceiling and the wardrobe.

At that moment, she received a second message on her phone.

[However, the first possibility is unlikely, so you can ignore it.]

"..."

As the second message slowly arrived on the phone screen, for some reason, the Chronicler suddenly felt a slight itch in their teeth.

Immediately afterwards, a third message was sent.

[The second possibility is that the Black Shadow figure was actually your mother, who came specifically to check if you had any insomnia symptoms, and thoughtfully locked your bedroom door before leaving.]

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and the Chronicler replied with a message.

[Are you serious? You know how strange things are happening in my house. While it's true that such things do happen, what mother would pretend to have gone out but actually stay in her room?]

[Yes, of course! I've seen several funny videos Type this, where parents use this method to test their kids who are worried about them playing Game at night. And you know what? It's pretty effective, especially for Black people. ∑(￣□￣)]

They probably really treated the text message like a chat app; the other person even added an emoticon.

"..."

So this person isn't nervous at all!?

[What is the third possibility?]

After a period of silence, the Chronicler rather abruptly changed the subject.

[A third possibility? I suggest you take some time to search your entire house, especially your parents' room. If you find anything unusual, then we can discuss it further. That's all. ヾ(￣▽￣)Bye~Bye~]

... It seems the other person is addicted to using emoticons.

Explore at home?

The Chronicler put down their phone and looked thoughtful.

In fact, she did have this idea and was putting it into practice. After returning to her room from evening self-study, she thoroughly searched her room.

Unfortunately, she didn't find anything of value in her room, and her strange behavior worried her mother.

After all, he came home late at night and smashed seven or eight things, and for some unknown reason, he ransacked his room. It would be strange if his parents weren't worried...

"... Is the focus on the parents' room?"

The Chronicler glanced towards the door and frowned slightly.

Although the father of the character she plays is often away from home, her mother is always there. In addition, she has to go to school every day, so she rarely has the opportunity to search her parents' room without worry.

In that case, how can she possibly accomplish this?

Furthermore, for unknown reasons, their abilities are automatically and completely sealed at certain times. She hasn't yet discovered any pattern, and if she encounters danger in her parents' room and happens to find her abilities sealed...

This is easier said than done.

Just as she was pondering these things, another new message was sent to her phone. After picking up the phone and glancing at it, she couldn't help but frown.

[By the way, one more reminder: remember to delete text messages immediately. If future text messages don't contain emoticons, don't believe anything they say, including yours (๑•̀ㅁ•́ฅ✧)]

[Why?]

After a moment of fruitless contemplation, she couldn't help but send a message. When she still hadn't received a reply after more than ten minutes, her lips twitched a few times, and she edited a new message.

[Why(#-.-)]

Just to be on the safe side, just in case (*'▽'*)♪

After adding emoticons, the other party replied quickly this time, but looking at all those emoticons, the Chronicler message felt the atmosphere suddenly change...

The night was deep, on the rooftop of the Teaching Building.

"... Is it an intermittent Skill seal?"

Bai Zhi yawned slightly, thought for a moment, then looked down at the darkness below and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He's still Shadow Puppet outside, while his real body is currently lying on his bed in the Dormitory, sharing a bed with a Female Ghost...

Just as Vampire wouldn't be afraid of the sun if he pretended he couldn't see it, he wouldn't be afraid of the female Female Ghost if he pretended he couldn't see Female Ghost. The principle behind these two things is essentially the same.

Hmm... probably.

Anyway, when he turned over and saw a face, he pretended not to see it. After all, in such a dark environment, it's perfectly reasonable not to see anything, right?

If one has no woman in their heart, their sword will naturally be divine when drawn.

After discovering that his Skill had been restored, he summoned the Shadow Puppet again to enjoy the cool breeze, and then casually had a conversation with one of the Heroine.

Through this conversation, he finally understood why the Shadow Guard and Shadow Puppet were wiped out when he left home, so he did gain something from the experience.

As for this world, or rather, the background of this story, he had a general idea in his mind. Although he still lacked conclusive evidence, he had connected all the unusual events that had happened to these Player with a single thread.

The thread that connects all these things is actually the story's background. Once you fit the background into the story, everything has a suitable explanation.

However, Bai Zhi still had this question in his mind.

Everyone else had sent him messages asking for help, but Xia Wen hadn't sent him a single message... Could she have fallen asleep again?