Chapter 194: Death Game A delicate and beautiful girl like me...
In the underground building, inside Sayuri Mizutani's lounge.
Amuro Toru was quietly flipping through the book.
In the lounge prepared by the Yuejiang family for guests, there are not only magazines, but also some foreign classics.
He was flipping through one of the books.
Click.
The sound of a door opening was heard, and Toru Amuro looked up from the pages of the book.
"You're back. Are you done talking?"
His half-smile made Lin Xi feel a little guilty: "We're done... What's that look on your face? We didn't make any secret deals behind your back!"
"We were just talking about Yuejiang and Mei."
"It's okay, senpai. It's totally fine if you don't tell me." Amuro Toru closed the book and casually set it aside. "Even though I'm your designated partner, and even though you brought me here... even if this bothers me, senpai, don't worry about me. Let me figure it out. Don't worry about my emotions. I can handle myself and won't cause any trouble, senpai."
Lin Xi: “…”
She felt a chill.
"Yuejiang Feng has asked us to help him find the mastermind behind the 'Death Game,'" she said quickly. "In exchange, all violations committed by 'Mizutani Sayuri' and 'Koratani Yang' at the Yuejiang Auction will be written off. That's all we have to say."
"Thank you for letting me know, senpai," Amuro Toru said with a smile. "I only asked because I felt a little strange about you turning off the headset while you were talking to him."
"...If you keep it on all the time, it will eventually run out of power, okay..." Lin Xi was a little speechless.
Although the headset was always in their ears, it was in standby mode when they were together and there was no sound.
Is Toru Amuro blaming her for not synchronizing information with him?
Come to think of it, she was the one who brought Toru Amuro here, but she didn't share any information with him and always ordered him to do this and that...
Lin Xi reflected on it for a moment and apologized sincerely: "Sorry, next time if there is any problem, I will synchronize with you as soon as possible."
Toru Amuro:?
Being used to Punch's carefree behavior, he felt a little uncomfortable when he was suddenly apologized to.
I always feel that this guy is up to no good.
Sure enough, Lin Xi continued:
"So, as a good partner, Bourbon-kun, can you tell me who you are?"
Amuro Toru breathed a sigh of relief.
It's the right flavor. This is Punch.
"...First tell me who you are."
"Some werewolves choose to pretend to be prophets in the first round," he said slowly. "I need to confirm whether we are on the same side, Punch."
"No way, no way." Lin Xi covered his chest with his hands, his face full of disbelief: "Bourbon, do you think I'm the kind of person who would harm my teammates if I got a card from a different faction?!"
“What about trust between people?”
Amuro Toru remained unmoved: ignoring Lin Xi's exaggerated performance: "My trust is generous to most people. Except you, of course."
"You've changed your mind, man..." Lin Xi wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes: "Okay, I really am a good person... Although I think the Werewolf card is more interesting..."
"So what you said there was true? Are you a prophet?" Amuro Toru crossed his arms.
Lin Xi sniffed: "That's not the case. I'm a witch."
Toru Amuro: "?"
Small eyes, big doubts.
"...Luckily, the witches here can save themselves." He said slowly, "Otherwise, the werewolves would have stabbed you on the first night, and you wouldn't have survived even the first day."
"I can understand werewolves and civilians pretending to be prophets. But as a witch, are you pretending to be a prophet just to be blown to ashes along with your potion bottle?"
"Oh, this is horrible. A fragile and beautiful girl like me actually strayed into such a game... I'm like a sheep walking into a tiger's den!" Lin Xi murmured, "Mr. Bourbon, after I die, can you help bring my body back to Gin?"
Now it was Amuro Tou's turn to feel a chill.
"...Do you want him to make a speech in front of your ashes?" The veins on his forehead bulged out like a "well" shape. "If you want me to go to hell with you, just say so!"
What would Gin think when he saw the fragments of Punch that had been blown into pieces and then barely collected?
As Toru Amuro thought about the scene, he felt as if he had already felt the cold touch of the gun barrel against his head.
"Ahem...So, Bourbon, who are you?"
Amuro Toru didn't say anything.
His silence filled the air.
In this silence, Lin Xi slowly narrowed his eyes.
"...You are not a werewolf, are you, Bourbon?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, the first one to speak, saying those high-sounding words... Commoners? How can there be so many commoners?"
"Who do you want to kill on your first night, Bourbon-kun?"
Under Lin Xi's gaze, Amuro Toru slowly sat down on the chair and held his forehead with his hand: "Who knew it would give me a Werewolf card?"
"Also, this game is so unfair. It's completely biased towards the good guys. Werewolves don't see each other at night. I don't even know who my teammates are."
If the werewolf wants to kill someone at night, he can just enter the person he wants to kill on the bracelet - the person with the most votes will become the werewolf's target at night. If the three votes are for different people, then a random person will be selected as the target.
The results of the werewolves' vote will also be made public - of course, only the werewolves can see it.
"Hahahahahaha..." Lin Xi couldn't help laughing out loud, "Really? If you're a werewolf, why are you speaking so righteously?"
"I'm afraid no one on the field will suspect you now. You're such a good actor and a real con man, Bourbon."
Amuro Toru smiled bitterly: "It would be great if werewolves could communicate with each other. That way, I can make them listen to me and choose who to attack at night."
"Also, there's another thing that confuses me. Could it be that after the target is determined at night, the bomb in its bracelet will explode immediately? But according to the personality of the host of the 'Death Game'... a werewolf shouldn't make such a quiet move when killing people."
"At least you should show a video of someone being blown up, like Kamijutsuji Shin did, right?"
"Well, compared to that, I'm more curious about who you will vote for tonight." Lin Xi smiled, "Based on the results of the vote, maybe we can figure out who the other two werewolves are."
"No matter who you vote for, I will use up a bottle of antidote, so everyone should be safe tonight."
"It's been a long time since I've experienced such an immersive Werewolf game."
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At the same time, in the lounge of Asayama Rika and Kamijutsuji Shin.
Asayama Rika lay dejectedly on the sofa.
Ah Xin's coat was still hanging on the hanger... The half-drunk water he had drunk this morning was also placed on the coffee table, and it had become cold.
The lunch that the waiter had just brought was still on the coffee table.
It was a pretty sumptuous dish, but Asayama Rika didn't eat a single bite.
She had no appetite.
It seemed like a long time had passed. Asayama Rika remained in this position, staring at the slowly turning hands of the clock on the wall.
Boom boom boom.
There was a knock on the door.
Asayama Rika didn't move.
But the knocker was very patient and knocked on the door at the same frequency for a long time.
Asayama Rika closed her eyes, got up from the sofa, and opened the locked door.
From the knock on the door, she already knew who it was.
In this world, there is only one person who can do the act of knocking on the door with such cultured and strong manner.
Asayama Hui.
Asayama Rika hated the obedience that was deeply ingrained in her bones.
Even though he knew that the person outside the door was the one who killed his lover, his body still involuntarily opened the door for her.
She looked at her mother in silence.
All the sad words had been said long ago. For many years, only silence remained between them.
"Lixiang." Asayama Hui spoke.
Even now, this good housewife still keeps her hair and clothes meticulously groomed, and her ice-blue eyes look at her daughter through the hollow golden mask.
She saw a body that was only left with sadness.
Asayama Hui pursed her lips and suppressed the anger that was welling up in her heart.
A man, whom she had only known for less than two years, had turned her daughter into this state.
So... distraught.
Did leaving him break her heart?
A man like that! A man who clearly had no chance of having anything to do with her daughter, yet he dared...
"Rika," her voice was incredibly calm, no one could see through her exterior to the emotions swirling within. "Mom needs to know your identity."
Asayama Rika was stunned for a moment, then gave a bitter smile: "Mom, why?"
"Doesn't this violate the rules of Werewolf?"
Qian Shanhui sneered: "What rules? There are so many people at this auction, how can he possibly monitor and eavesdrop on them one by one? A violation that goes undetected is not a violation."
"Tell mom, Rika. Kamijutsuji Shin is dead. I'm the only one you can rely on now."
Asayama Rika rubbed her belly and held onto the door frame. "I have no identity."
"I'm a civilian."
Asayama Hui nodded.
She looked through Asayama Rika towards her room and saw the untouched meal on the coffee table.
She frowned.
"You're already an adult, don't you know how to take care of yourself? Go and have your meal."
Asayama Rika didn't move.
Asayama Hui has long been accustomed to her daughter's silent resistance and has always been dismissive of such resistance.
"Rika, there's no point in being stubborn with me now," she said. "I'm your mother. I know you're upset about Kamijouji Shin being eliminated, but you have to understand that you were the one who brought him in and into the venue."
"If you were a little more mature and had enough ability, instead of relying on the funds and degrees we gave you, could you have saved him?"
Every word her mother said was like a blunt knife, constantly stirring in Asayama Rika's heart.
Her arm, which was holding onto the doorframe, began to tremble.
Although Asayama Hui hated the young man who was pestering her daughter, at this moment, she didn't mind using him to suppress her daughter.
"Alright. You have to know that you can't protect anyone. Go eat. Your health is the capital of the revolution."
"I'm leaving. Don't open the door to anyone who knocks at night."
After Asayama Hui finished her instructions, she turned around and left.
"Mom." A voice came from behind.
Asayama Hui turned around and saw her daughter's eyes filled with hatred.
And the tears that kept falling from my eyes.
"I only know," she heard Asayama Rika say word by word, "if it weren't for you, he wouldn't have died."
Asayama Hui glanced at Asayama Rika indifferently, then turned and left without making any comment on this sentence.
Just like she had done countless times before—
Leaving my back to my daughter, I respond to all expectations with silence.
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