I’ll Live My Second Life! - Chapter 164

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"game?"

　Heath squeezes his neck as he muffles the scones.

"Yes, it's a game!"

"I know Greater Battle Chess"

"It's a boy's play!"

"Stop talking about the game!"

"Savage!"

　The girls frowned when they heard Battle Chess.

　By the way, Greater Battle Chess is a board game played among the boys of Austre. It's a hot board game that requires strategy, luck, and above all, power.

　Specifically, in order to defeat the opponent's piece, you must hit your own piece to destroy it. Insufficient power risks encountering a revenge.

　The summit battle between Golms and Zerius was amazing. When I attacked, the pieces shattered, and the wreckage of the pieces scattered all over the place.

　For some reason, I don't know about Battle Chess, but the girls frowned at the topic of Greater Battle Chess, but they regained their minds and started preparing for the game.

　First of all, I take out a large amount of paper from the box. There was really a lot of paper and a handful.

"what is that?"

　When Fee visits frankly, Hera replies with a proud face.

"This is a collection of portraits of different types of good-looking guys we have collected to date."

"really"

　Fee's reaction was just like "hey".

　The expression "Hey" is just like a model, and the word "Hey" comes out of the mouth.

　I don't feel any interest in anything.

　It didn't seem to be of interest to me, and I didn't seem to dislike it, it was just a reaction of "Huh". In a way worse than disgusting.

　The spatula are a little neat inward.

　This collection of portraits is a valuable asset for the girls who live in this rural town, who have worked hard to buy it from the street merchants.

　However, I have no choice but to become an adult here. I don't know this value because the other person is a child.

　The girls were beginning to realize that Fee's female power in front of her was apparently much lower than her first impression.

　The girls quietly pile up a stack of paper with cool men on the table.

　And I started arranging four of them on the table like playing cards. However, all the paper is on the front, and the faces of the men are visible to Fee's eyes.

"What kind of game is it?"

"I'll explain it now, but it's easy."

　That's what the spatula did while making a finger-raising gesture.

"So, all at once, I'll point to the man I like the most. That's why the person who points the fewest loses."

　I see, it's a simple game. Fee thought.

　I have no idea what it means to do it.

　However, there is one thing I don't understand.

"How do you choose your favorite man?"

"What ...?"

　The girls were stunned by Fee, who leaned her head and asked.

"I've never thought about a man I like ..."

　That being said, Fee certainly nodded.

　For marriage, I had a desire to build a family with someone who would look at me properly, but I feel that I had never thought about what kind of man would be particularly good.

　The girls looked at Fee as if they were looking at something incredible. I couldn't believe I hadn't thought about that until I was a girl and at this age.

　At the same time, I'm a little worried about the future of this game.

　This game is the secret that the girls thought about with their wisdom.

　The taste is naturally similar to the person you like. In other words, if you repeat this game and understand the taste of Fee, you can understand that you do not hate Kuinu-sama.

　An age with a lot of emotions. I have collected various types of handsome pictures, and each one is fascinating. But after all, the first is a portrait with Mr. Kuinu.

　If Fee thinks the same thing, the pictures he chooses should be similar.

　Rather, I think it should be.

　But ... why are you so worried ...?

　I was worried when I saw Fee's face with all the scones on the edge of his mouth.

　However, there is no choice but to do it.

　Even if this doesn't work, you should be able to get some information from Fee's chosen painting. There is only execution.

　The girls in the town of Pomera looked at each other and nodded.

"Unfortunately, I can't give you any specific advice, but you shouldn't think about anything and choose the one that came to your mind."

"I see, I understand."

　Fee nodded to Hera's advice and took a deep breath.

"Don't think about anything!"

　The next moment I shouted, I had a very stupid face.

　He closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and looked like he wasn't thinking about anything.

“…………”

“…………”

　The girls are silent when they see the expression ...

　No ... It's not the expression that a young girl looks like.

　The spatula and others have a feeling that this scheme will end in failure.

"What's wrong? Don't you do it?"

　The girls were asked with stupid expressions and sweated from their foreheads, but they shook their heads and nodded.

"No, I'll do it"

　The story doesn't start if you don't try it anyway.

"I'm pointing at you. I'm going! I'm going!"

　For the first time, all the girls around the age pointed to the portrait.

　Result is--.

"Oh, I lost."

　Fee was the only one who pointed to a man different from the other girls and lost.

"It's difficult ..."

"I tell you, don't think about how to win strangely. It's most important to choose the person you like."

"OK, got it"

　Second time.

"Se-no!"

"lost!"

　third time.

"Se-no!"

"Also!?"

　Dozens of times to repeat.

(this guy……)

　An answer came up among the girls.

　After repeating it over and over again, most of the money was lost. There was some variation, so I sometimes got a draw or pointed to the same person, but the number of fees lost was by far the best.

　And, casually, the girls sorted the paper that Fee chose from the other papers.

　But there is nothing to look back on.

　That's not to say it wasn't helpful. Rather, contrary to the initial anxiety, the game clearly and clearly provided the girls with the information they needed. It was so obvious that I didn't have to look back.

"Se-no!"

　The 32nd game starts.

　The girls chose a young, golden-haired, beautiful knight boy.

　And Fee chose nearly 30 civilian-style youths.

"Hmm, why do you lose so much?"

　With a squinting fee, the girls gave in their hearts a completely unanswered answer.

(This guy ... I like him completely older ...!)

　Fee chose more than 25 portraits, some of whom were young, sometimes middle-aged.

　By the way, among the men depicted, there were some boys of similar age to Kuinu, who had similar parts to Kuinu, but none of them was selected. The portraits of boys of that age sadly overlap in the corner of the table.

"Se-no!"

　The girls muttered in their hearts when they saw Fee with an innocent look and slashing boys of his age.

(Mr. Kuinu ... Do your best ...)