A Returner’s Magic Should Be Special (WN) - Chapter 57: For the People (1)

An old MMORPG called Live Dungeon. Before the service was terminated, Kyotani Tsutomu made full use of 5 notebook PCs to clear the game and was invited to a different world. And then, Tsutomu was speechless when he saw a live relay of a dungeon capture in the different world. They bulldozed through without any thought of strategy. The misfortune of getting the healer position. Tsutomu reinstated the White Mage that had always been his favorite in games and aimed to conquer the dungeon to find the key to his escape from the different world.

A no-name character that never appeared in the novel.An extra.Neo became that extra character....Transmigrating into the novel and gaining the bloodline of Hades, the God of Death, was supposed to be the best thing to happen in Neo’s life.So…Why?[Unique Skill: Death][Skill Effect: You die]Why did he awaken this damned skill!?

When he was five years old, Xiao Yihan swaggered into Jiang Wei’s room, hugging his little quilt: “Jiang Xiaowei, there’s no one at my home. My dad doesn’t feel assured leaving me alone and told me to come over and sleep at your place.”Jiang Wei stared at him with her wet, round eyes: “If you sleep here, where will I sleep?”Xiao Yihan patted the spot next to him on the bed and said with a serious little adult-like expression: “Here. After all, I’m going to marry you sooner or later. Don’t worry, I’ll take responsibility!”Jiang Wei: “……”What kind of responsibility could a little kid who only plays in the mud take?A story with a bit of sweetness about a cold, aloof dance major girl versus a mischievous medical school heartthrob guy.

The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.