Chapter 2: Werewolf!

Seeing Phedra Henry looking at herself, the kind girl said, "Right. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Amaya Yuki, from Tokyo, Japan. I'm good at English because my father is English. I'm a dual national, if you don't mind."

Phedra Henry shook hands with her, saying: "Thank you very much just now. My name is Phedra Henry from Los Angeles."

Amaya Yuki laughed: "Nothing. I happen to know a little Pandora. Tokyo University taught me, fortunately, I didn't skip classes."

Her smile faded, suddenly asking: "Where do you think we are now?"

"Foremost, I can only say it's not Earth. I guess we're out in space, specifically where we are."

Amaya Yuki said: "Yes, there's no place on Earth that can kidnap and detain more than a hundred thousand people without being caught by the police. Given the situation, everyone was taken here unconscious, my last memory was in the bedroom, and I was here when I closed my eyes and opened my eyes."

Phedra Henry was quiet.

The werewolf, called Bridget George, frowned at the young man in a black uniform with a smile: "Aren't you dead?"

"I heard you two talking earlier. Coincidentally, I graduated from the University of Tokyo," - Said the young man in black uniform who did not pay attention to Bridget George, smiling kindly at Phedra Henry and Amaya Yuki.

"What are you?"

"Is this year's World Cup coming in?"

"Huh? Which national team?"

"China."

Amaya Yuki "oh" on an: "Chinese team, yes… well…"

"Okay, you don't have to say it. It's been 2002." - The young man in the black uniform frowned.

Amaya Yuki asked: "So, are you Chinese?"

The young man in the uniform shrugged his shoulders: "No. That's all I'm asking."

Amaya Yuki: "…"

Amaya Yuki asked again: "So what are you?"

"Have you tried beef noodles?"

Amaya Yuki did not keep up with him: "Which country are you from?"

Phedra Henry felt that the young man in the uniform was too friendly, and he seemed to know the ferocious werewolf, unable to look out for this man.

Amaya Yuki and the young man in black uniforms turned into Japanese communication, and when he asked about Amaya Yuki's relatives, her eyes suddenly blushed, with tears on their faces.

Phedra Henry knows she is homesick, even though she was so calm, she was suddenly taken to such a strange place, who could have kept it calm.

The young man in the uniform talked to Amaya Yuki, captured his sympathetic look, and turned his attention to Phedra Henry: "Hello, my name is Beatrix Henry. Well, we're together. You..."

"Are we that close?"

Beatrix Henry said with a big smile: "I know. You're American. I heard you talking earlier. So you see, I'm still speaking English."

Phedra Henry looked at Beatrix Henry's neck, without a necklace: "You speak English very well."

Beatrix Henry, who saw his eyes staring at his neck, raised his right hand, saying: "It's all thanks to the props you bought at the system store. You can buy one later when you accumulate enough points. Sometimes you need to communicate, but you can understand NPC's language. The interpreter system, but the language between the players is different. So this is a very necessary prop. It's hard."

In Beatrix Henry's hand, was a mysterious black marble engagement ring on his ring finger, much more beautiful than a werewolf's silver necklace. It's a different style, but it's the same thing.

Beatrix Henry put his hand on his shoulder, and patted him twice, pointing to the werewolf: "Bridget George, the famous werewolf prince from Pandora."

Bridget squints her wolf eyes like she'll come and bite the neck any minute.

Phedra Henry unconsciously raised his hand to touch his neck.

Amaya Yuki wiped away her tears, and when she heard what Beatrix Henry said to Phedra Henry, she said: "What do you mean by the props, the system store you just mentioned? What do you mean, we're newbies? Old? Why do you seem to understand this strange game so well?"

Beatrix Henry smiles at Amaya Yuki, who keeps asking questions, without answering her immediately.

He closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and suddenly clapped his forehead: "Yes, I almost forgot. Bridget George, why are you standing here? The gentleman's seat is over there?"

Bridget frowns, and Beatrix Henry quickly opens his way.

Amaya Yuki called out in surprise: "Hey..."

Beatrix Henry replied unflinchingly: "By the way... The day is coming."

Amaya Yuki opened her eyes wide: "That day?"

It's Judgment Day.

Beatrix Henry said: "Before that day comes, numerous players will be chosen by the system to participate in the game first. To make it easy to imagine, in a geographical way. Bridge. Is it a preliminary round? Yes, that's right. That day is the season. We're going to compete for the trophy in the final round. I mean, we had to go through infinite loops, find a way to survive, and accumulate. If you fail, of course. It's the same for preliminary bees. It's because you're eliminated, you can't make it to the final season. Besides, those who pass the preliminary round will receive benefits and benefits separately, which will be very beneficial when the final season begins. And when the game officially begins, a random number of new players will be added to the random player."

Amaya Yuki bit her dissatisfied lips: "Why us? We have no experience, unlike you who have been trained, it is unfair!"

"Training?"

Beatrix Henry glanced at Amaya Yuki, who was not happy: "I don't think it's called training to play this damn game first. There's no difference between front and back. The player who failed. I get the same, fair result."

Amaya Yuki's chest was filled with anxiety: "You're going to leave the game and go home, aren't you? If you're left, you're going to keep playing."

Beatrix Henry didn't answer.

Amaya Yuki persistently asked questions, as if begging him to give her the answer she expected: "Most games work that way. Right?"

Phedra Henry doesn't think so: "If the people who have played this game fail to return home, why haven't we heard anything about the game all this time? Excuse me.”

Amaya Yuki, who has a psychology of hope, said, "Are they using player memory erasure to secure information?"

Beatrix Henry burst into laughter.

The winking atmosphere is frozen.

Amaya Yuki bit her teeth: "What are you laughing about? Why are you laughing? Is it funny?”

The corners of Beatrix Henry's mouth went up: "No, no. Just because your innocence and optimism make me feel so lovely."

He sighed: "What's that question? What kind of person is the best at keeping secrets?"

Phedra Henry suddenly slowed down.

Beatrix Henry's accent sounds like flirting at first, but he doesn't mean Amaya Yuki is cute, but he laughs.

Laughing at her naive idea that failure will erase her memory and return home.

What kind of person keeps secrets the best? It's not like... A dead man?