ROMAN PSYCHOLOGY

LET'S FOLLOW THE GAME

Misya looked into Harry's eyes intently without even batting her eyes. The sound of splashing air shower like it has been dispensed with.

The atmosphere between them looked cold gripping without a tonal sound. The eyes that clashed with each other were filled with deep hatred. After a few minutes, Misya also began to speak up first.

"Hm! I was stupid. Too stupid, so assume you have a little modesty. Is being a person of honor everything? What are all those things for? Why not just feed the dog, your name, your treasure, your status, and everything you have. I want you to lose all that, and then realize how despicable you are" said Misya with a furious look.

Harry simply smiled at Misya's face, as if he was deliberately underestimating her. Then, he further strengthened the grip of his hand to Misya, thus making Misya even more groaning in pain.

"That's fascinating. Seeing you like this, makes me not want to let you go. You are my very charming toy. Ah, if you want everything that's on me, you can have it or just try feeding it to the dog." Harry deliberately underestimated Misya.

"So ridiculous! I try to get rid of bad thoughts about you from those who say all your bad things. I try to believe what I see, not what I hear. But apparently, there is no harm in hearing comments from others. You're a real human!" cerca Misya with a fury.

After he finished listening to Misya speak, Harry immediately took off his hand and hit Misya's arm violently.

"Whatever how you look at me. I don't care at all. Do you think you're a good girl? Alright, dear good girl, what is your kindness to be willing to sell your own body for the sake of property? If you want to kill me, then kill me right now. That way, we'll be the same, equally despicable human beings" Harry replied.

Harry's words made the joints of Misya's body seem to weaken. His knee joint could no longer support his body. Misya's leg joints can no longer support Misya's body. Misya ended up just falling in front of Harry in despair.

Looking at Misya who fell into the abyss of despair, did not make Harry sympathize at all. Harry immediately took the towel robe that was inside the bathroom and left Misya there for granted.

Before that, Harry's steps had stopped, right in front of the bathroom door. Harry turned half his face and said something to Misya first, before he left.

"This is just the beginning, next time you should get used to it. Within a year, your happiness was within my grasp. It's clenched and won't open until I decide to open it. Do not forget to clean the wounds on your hands and knees. I'm saying this not because I care, but because I don't like to see a woman's body part hurt. Welcome to my game world! And you are my toy, a game world girl" Harry said before leaving Misya.

After finishing his words to Misya, Harry came out of the bathroom and left Misya alone there.

"My mother, don't cry! You are a strong woman. Men don't seem to deserve my precious cry. You can't lose here. As he said, the game has just begun. I'm a game world girl, but I'm not a weak game girl. I am a tough hero. He wants to play in the game world. All right, then, I'll be his co-star. In the game world, I am Miya. Hero tough female archer. I will prove that the arrow of moonlight will destroy the darkness" said Misya furiously.

Both of Misya's palms clenched and her eyes were filled with thunderous lightning bolts. Misya did not cry and as much as possible held back her tears so as not to fall flooding her cheeks.

Misya got up and looked at the broken glass covered by the blood of her palm. Misya takes the glass and throws it into a nearby trash can.

Missya glimpsed at her reflection in the dewy mirror. After being satisfied to look at the picture of her meaninglessly, Misya also came out from inside the bathroom with trepidation.

While walking, Misya triggered something inside her. "Remember Misya, she is right, the game has just begun. In the game world, your name is no longer Misya. I'm Miya, a formidable archer hero. I will prove that the arrow under the moon can attract the darkness of the earth. This game world that you create, will never be able to defeat a rival like me easily." Inner Missya spoke with trepidation.

However, after he found it, his clothes turned out to have been torn. Misya can only cover her body with a white blanket.

Harry suddenly entered the room and saw a white blob standing. The first time Harry saw it, Harry was shocked.

"Shock me! I thought it was a ghost" said Harry, calming himself down, as his heart suddenly thumped in fear.

Misya turned her head towards Harry with a flat expression. His entire body had been wrapped in a blanket and left only his face alone.

"What are you doing?" ask Harry in curiosity.

"What else? My clothes are torn, you're tearing them. I have to ask for compensation. Otherwise, I'll steal your clothes" Missya said.

Harry raised his eyebrows and said to Misya, "Take my shirt if you can" he said. "Wait a minute, I'll buy you clothes" Harry said.

Harry stroked his phonsell out of his pants pocket, then called Secretary Alan's number.

"Hello, can you take me ladies' clothes?" pinta Harry to Alan across the phone.

"Huh? These nights, what are you going to do with women's clothes?" alan asked with a lot of question marks in his brain.

"many ask. Just take it anyway, bother!" jolt Harry.

"But this is a weekend. And you suddenly asked me to work. Then, you want to torture me at night by asking me to shop for women's clothes" muttered Alan who was feeling very lazy.

"Speak a lot! Don't complain too much. Just bring it!" harry's orders loudly.

Misya and Harry waited inside the same room with an awkward feeling. It was not usual for Harry to find such an awkward feeling.

The sound of the clock turning seconds made the awkward atmosphere even more gripping. Harry glanced at Misya for a moment, then Misya returned Harry's gaze with a sharp look. After that, Harry turned his eyes back the other way.

"You, why are you a virgin?" ask Harry. "Aish! What this? I can't believe I asked something this stupid. Can I pull my words back?" inner Harry.