Chapter 80: The situation in Namimori Town Checkers Face collects players' opinions...
We sincerely invite you to participate in the player survey and provide your feedback! —GameMaster.
The location is... Kabira Real Estate?
A hand holding chopsticks lifted the curtain for the player, and a face wearing bulky round glasses appeared in front of him first.
The white-haired young man in a kimono, holding a bowl of ramen, leaned inward and said, "Please come in."
Fushimi Kyoji followed the other party into the room as instructed.
The shop was deserted, with only the two of them in it.
The young man who called himself "Gakafis" invited the player to sit at the bar and handed her a questionnaire to fill out while he himself carefully enjoyed the ramen in front of him.
Fushimi Kyoki noticed that there was a strange mask next to Gakaphis.
The mask is connected to a top hat with the same black and white checkered pattern. If worn, it can completely cover the facial features of the entire face.
"Very interested?" Noticing where Fushimi Kyoki's gaze was fixed, Garcaface casually expressed indifference. "If you want to call me Checkers Face, I don't mind."
Players fill out the opinion survey based on their true feelings about the game.
Please rate your gaming experience so far...
What areas do you think the game could improve in: Not enough freedom/The characters aren't compelling enough/The battle mode is too difficult...?
[Who is your most popular captureable character?]
"Oh? Have you finished filling it out? The nickname is written below the player's UID number." The hand resting on the table was supporting his face, and the other hand pointed at the blank part, prompting the player where to start writing.
Gakaphis lowered his eyes to look at the player's handwriting, then raised them slightly in a certain direction as if he had sensed something. The large, round, old-fashioned lenses reflected a bright white light in an instant.
Fushimi Kyoji placed the completed questionnaire next to Kawaira. He glanced at it casually, picking up and putting down his chopsticks. "Let me ask according to the procedure. Have you encountered any difficulties in the game, or any bugs that affect your gaming experience?"
The player thought about it carefully: "In the previous dungeon, I played the favorability cg for the captureable character, but there was no entry into the romance line later."
"There are also cases where hidden stats accumulate too high early on, leading to friendship later on." Garkaface folded his fingers and rested them on his chin. "But since several playable characters can't reach a romance, it's almost impossible."
He paused here.
"If you choose the identity of the enemy camp, it makes sense."
"If I want to play a love line, do I have to choose the same camp at the beginning?" the player asked.
"Oh, no, no, no..." Garkaphis said 'no' several times in a row to express his negation. "Even if you choose the opposing camp, it won't prevent you from playing the romance route. It's just a matter of time."
He closed one eye and used two fingers to make a tiny gesture of distance: "A little while."
"As a game, the player's will always takes priority."
Fushimi Kyoji said "Oh" in a daze.
"If you have any feedback on the game in the future, you can always come to Kabira Real Estate to find me."
Garkaphis did not stand up to see the player off. He sat where he was, watching her walk away with eyes whose specific emotions could not be discerned through his lenses.
Fushimi Kyoji walked out of the store with the sign "Kawahira Real Estate" hanging on it. A small figure followed closely behind him and sneaked into the store quietly with an agility that did not match his appearance of age.
"Oh, what a rare visitor."
He concealed all the auras around him that could be noticed and used assassination methods to sneak in. At the same time when Reborn stepped in, the voice of Gakafis pretending to be surprised still rang out.
Obviously, he discovered the 'uninvited guest' who shouldn't be here.
Reborn simply stopped hiding his presence, walked out of the shadows, and jumped directly onto the chair next to Gakaphis.
Gakaphis folded the questionnaire in front of him in half and put it inside his kimono.
The movement was so quick that Reborn only had time to catch a glimpse of 'Fushimi Kyoki' written on the paper, and a number that he couldn't see in its entirety but could confirm was composed of letters and numbers.
"What are you planning?" Reborn was too lazy to say any hypocritical polite words to Gakaphis, and his childish voice, which was always cheerful and cheerful, turned completely cold.
"Ah, you actually think of me like this." Gakafis scratched his hair in distress, revealing the temperament of a decadent uncle.
"Swindlers have no credibility with me."
Despite his elegant appearance, Garkaface casually spread his hands. He wasn't annoyed by being confronted, but simply tilted his head and smiled, "I thought we had reached a basic consensus after the proxy war."
"The consensus is that you will not appear before us while the cornerstone of the world is stable."
Of course, everyone knew that this was impossible.
"If I live in seclusion, I won't be able to eat such delicious ramen." He said this with regret, the heat of the food misting up his glasses, completely obscuring his expression. "Hmm...it may be hard for you to believe that I'm not plotting anything like the conspiracy you're thinking of right now."
Reborn would not easily believe what Gakaphis said, and asked him clearly: "So, what are you doing now?"
Reborn's intuition told him that the contact between Checkers Face and Fushimi Kyoki was definitely not a coincidence.
Especially since it was unclear what the two of them talked about before it came in, Gakaphis's attitude undoubtedly made Reborn's inner alertness reach the highest level.
Gakaphis stood up, folding one hand in his arms. "I won't do anything superfluous. I'm just saying hello to the visitor from the parallel world."
In response, he got a sneer from Reborn.
Gakaphis didn't expect Reborn to agree with him, so he waved his hand behind him, lifted the curtain, and walked into the inner room with his head slightly tilted.
"After all, we'll be together for a long time in the future."
Reborn chose not to chase after him.
Len lay obediently on the brim of its hat, and the rainbow light flashed and transformed into the shape of a pistol several times, but was suppressed by it again.
If the opponent has a checkers face, it is useless to rely on threats of force.
It's just a waste of effort.
His deep black eyes stared at the direction where Gakaphis disappeared, and his heart sank slightly.
The meaning of Checkers Face's words...
This is not good.
"So, the task of protecting Fushimi from Checkers Face's schemes is left to you, Tsuna." Reborn cutely explained to Sawada Tsunayoshi.
"What?" Sawada Tsunayoshi was furious after being told the news all of a sudden. "Even if you said that suddenly, I can't understand it."
besides……
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the distant wall in confusion, and a familiar piece of clothing quickly disappeared.
The one hiding over there is...Yusi?
He thought uncertainly.
"Please, this is the request of my life." The player put his hands together and opened one eye to observe his reaction.
In front of them was a vending machine.
Sawada Tsunayoshi pointed out with dead eyes: "So you are just greedy."
Speaking of reborn, Vongola will be responsible for the expenses during the period of sending people back to their original world.
It was a request he had heard countless times in his life.
Moreover, Reborn helplessly stated that he was not eligible to use the salary of the Vongola leader until he was willing to inherit the Vongola.
This also means that the other party's expenses are completely covered by the tenth generation of the Vongola, Tsunayoshi Sawada, whose main income currently comes from pocket money given by his mother.
His...pocket money...
Sawada Tsunayoshi was in a trance and didn't hear the players' calls several times.
Player: ...
[Training Wheel]-[Crying]
Selected.
"--Aiya!" Sawada Tsunayoshi screamed, looking at the tears that flowed without warning in panic, and even subconsciously wanted to reach out to catch them.
The player, with a blank expression and tears in his eyes, pointed at the cold drink in the vending machine: "Ice cream."
Are you crying because he refused?!
Tsunayoshi Sawada agreed hurriedly, inserted a coin, took out the B ice cream that was still steaming, and handed it to the other party. He did the whole thing in one go.
Look at the players again.
"I was immediately appeased after buying it!" Sawada Tsunayoshi was shocked.
The player who got what he wanted also turned off the [Emoji]: "It's a talent."
Never heard of it...
Sawada Tsunayoshi's face was full of black lines.
And what kind of talent is it to be soft-hearted?
"Not only can I cry at any time, I can laugh too. ... When I'm with everyone, I laugh naturally, so I don't need to do it very often."
“…”
Not noticing Sawada Tsunayoshi's sudden silence, Fushimi Kyoji gave him an example: "For example, seeing the Vongola naked in public, feeling humiliated and angry, tripping over themselves and falling face down, and the look of despair and vomiting..."
Sawada Tsunayoshi tried to hold back, but still couldn't suppress the urge to complain: "Why is it always me who makes a fool of myself?"
Woo!
I really want to find a hole to hide myself in!
Fortunately, neither of them spoke anymore. The player concentrated on eating the ice cream in small bites, giving Sawada Tsunayoshi some time to calm down and the heat on his face had time to fade away.
"So you weren't crying because you were truly sad." Sawada Tsunayoshi breathed a sigh of relief. "That's great."
“…”Lick.
Tsunayoshi Sawada stole glances at the people around him several times, but the other party didn't notice. He didn't know whether to feel disappointed or relieved.
If he was caught looking at her, then something would have to be said.
"……that,"
As soon as he spoke shyly, Sawada Tsunayoshi regretted it.
But the other party was already looking at him, and no matter how embarrassed he felt, he had to continue talking.
Sawada Tsunayoshi pursed his lips, avoided eye contact, and spoke in a voice so soft that one would miss it if one wasn't paying attention.
"Fushimi, you don't need to make yourself cry. I will agree to this as well."
For the sake of his wallet, Tsunayoshi Sawada urgently added that his voice this time was obviously much louder than before.
"Of course! As long as I have some pocket money!"
Fushimi Kyoji held an ice cream in his hand and thought: "Could it be that the Vongola are the type who like to be bullied?"
"No way!" Sawada Tsunayoshi reacted for a second, then vehemently denied it, unable to resist accusing him, "How could that be possible!"
"so,"
Perhaps because he was still unsure of his guess, Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitated and carefully asked the player for confirmation: "...Were those tears just now actually a joke?"
Fushimi Kyoji blinked and answered the previous topic: "I just feel that the Vongola often gets mad, but they always stare at each other with a very unimpressive look, thinking that you will enjoy it."
"I didn't!"
The player suddenly handed the ice cream to Sawada Tsunayoshi's mouth and said slowly: "Ah——"
"Eh!? Give it to me? Why all of a sudden..."
This attitude towards a child was undoubtedly very embarrassing. Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked frequently in panic and confusion, stammering: "This, this..."
His language system seemed to have temporarily stopped working and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he opened his mouth carefully, almost unable to feel his lips, and just controlled them to move up and down.
But it didn't taste as cool as expected.
The player moves the hand holding the ice cream away from him.
——As he opened his eyes, someone pinched his cheek with a light force that didn't hurt.
Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the eyes that were slightly narrowed in arrogance in front of him, and could feel some subtle badness from them, but it did not cause any substantial harm to him.
"That's teasing."
After Fushimi Kyoji finished the demonstration, he released his hands that were pinching the person's face.
The specific reason is unclear.
In short.
Sawada Tsunayoshi fell completely silent.
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