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Although people had already started dying in Box Town, and the place was filled with strange things everywhere,

there was no denying it.

The weather really was nice.

The sun was shining brightly, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was perfect weather for an outing.

Zhenling and Yimo were pretty romantic, too. They rode their bicycles out of town, and there weren't many people on the road.

The vegetable fields on either side looked nearly ripe. Old utility poles passed steadily behind them, while a few sparrows perched on the wires, chirping away.

"Ah... this really is youth~" Yimo couldn't help sighing.

At that moment, Yimo was also infected by the atmosphere, and his mood was pretty good.

If not for the Death Game, what chance would a shut-in have to "savor" his youth?

Even if he was savoring it with his life on the line!

"Ah!... Damn you, Sakamoto-ge!"

"I'm practically exhausted, okay? What youth are you talking about?"

"You're mercilessly exploiting me! You're about to squeeze all the youthful energy out of a seventeen-year-old girl!"

"And besides, there's no one around now. Can I take off my helmet?"

"The two of us look like complete lunatics!"

Sitting behind her, Yimo casually spread his hands. "Which matters more, your image or your life?"

"Kid, I understand that you're young and fearless."

"But as your current boss, I still have to look out for you." He patted Zhenling on the back and said, "You're still young. You'll have plenty of time to enjoy yourself later. For now, do it for yourself-go, go, go!"

Zhenling knew Yimo was just talking nonsense. Their relationship wasn't really like that of a master and servant, but more like that of two friends who loved giving each other a hard time.

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