Chương 739: The Game Will Not End Now
Shinichi lifted his head and gazed at Chika.
She smiled happily, with no intention of explaining it now.
He lowered his head again and carefully observed the events written in the box behind. A slow guess formed, causing his expression to change from surprise.
"Do you want to continue?" Chika asked, but her eyes never shifted.
"...Just do whatever you want," Shinichi sighed, the determination and desire to win that had just emerged long gone.
"But... Can you tell me first, what are the winning conditions of this game?"
Usually in life games, or Monopoly, the winner is the one who reaches the goal first or accumulates the most wealth and resources in a limited time.
Chika's game, despite appearing beautiful at first glance, was actually very simple with only two flags, over 400 name tags, and a game board [specially created just to satisfy her ideas].
She didn't even write any rules.
From this perspective, anyone who reaches the end first should win, right? Or maybe it's about who gets the most famous brand.
But Chika said this.
"When both reach the finish line, whoever has the fewest name tags is the winner."
Chika rolled the dice, got six points, and took two name cards as requested by the grid.
"Then, you can discard a number of name tags before the end of each round. It doesn't matter if you discard them all; that's the strongest."
She gently placed the name tags "Ishigami Yu" and "Shirogane Miyuki" back into the box and looked at Shinichi.
"Until the end, until the game is over – whoever has the fewest name tags will win, that's it."
Chika smiled shyly, but she didn't look too energetic.
"Asada-kun, do you know? When I brought this game to the student council with the TG Club, Ishigami-kun scolded me for not being able to design games."
"In fact, people also understand that despite being one of the seven strongest players in the gaming industry, my game design skills aren't really that good..."
"So, is this the first game you've made yourself?"
"Hey, it's so mean that you can't even say anything bold~"
"Well, no one wants to play a bad game like that..."
She placed the dice in front of Shinichi and looked at him seriously.
"But Asada-kun will play with me."
She always believed firmly.
Whether visiting festivals, lighting fireworks, playing games, and having fun.
"You keep saying no, but you accept my wishes, stay with me, and try hard... I always want to thank you."
"Thank you, Asada-kun!"
Chika smiled brightly.
"No matter how this game ends, I will accept it – yes, this is the pride of a gamer!"
She was the usual Chika, the pistachio who could reach out with a smile and say let's play together, bringing smiles and joy to everyone.
"Come, it's your turn, roll the dice!"
Chika looked at her hands hopefully.
"..."
Shinichi grabbed the dice and threw it.
Number five, get two name tags.
After raising the flag, Shinichi stopped for a moment, his fingertips trembling for a moment, and then gradually stabilized.
He took two name tags, "Furuhashi Fumino" and "Ogata Rizu," and placed them next to Chika and Hayasaka Ai.
"End of round."
"As expected..."
Shinichi looked at her. His expression didn't change. Chika like a child focused on the game, quickly picked up the dice and threw it. She randomly picked a male name tag and put it back into the box.
Shinichi wanted to ask if Chika deliberately took Fuutarou's name tag.
"Asada-kun's turn!"
As Shinichi rolled the dice again, Chika spoke casually, her body swaying from side to side like a metronome.
"Um, Kaguya-san didn't actually tell me anything? After the disbandment last night, even though it seemed like she wanted to say something, she didn't say it in the end. Maybe she didn't want to say bad things about Asada-kun behind your back."
"By the way, anyway, since we've been working together in the student council for a long time, Asada-kun should know, right? I'm very knowledgeable."
"I know all the gossip and rumors in school. Even if I don't want to hear it, I will accidentally know... Oh, modern information spreads so fast."
Chika looked at the dice, clapped her hands slightly, and smiled happily. "It's a six! Asada-kun surpassed me."
After a pause, Chika continued.
"If you really want to pay attention, there are things like 'unshakable harem demon king,' 'openly causing a commotion in class,' 'the most popular guy in the second year,' 'the only goodness of Princess Furuhashi,' etc. I don't know if those rumors are true or not, but I know all the ambiguous news about Asada-kun and the other girls."
"At first, I didn't believe it."
Shinichi remained silent and took the name tags "Nakano Ichika," "Nakano Nino," and "Nakano Miku" into his hands.
"End of round."
Chika squinted her eyes, and her smile seemed a bit forced.
"Hehe... It seems I've become the destined winner~"
"..."
"End of round."
"This is too much..."
Unable to hold back, Chika whispered with a choked voice, but continued to roll the dice.
Repeating the previous scene, Shinichi picked up the dice again and threw it out.
He casually took "Sekijo Sawalo" and put it back in the box. This was the first time he let go of a card.
Chika didn't know whether to feel relieved; her current mood was too numb.
Wiping her red eyes with her hand, she spoke with a low voice.
"Let's finish as soon as possible."
The dice rolled with a considerable number.
They didn't even take name cards anymore; they mechanically threw the dice after picking them up and handed the dice to each other after saying the round was over.
In less than thirty seconds, this simple yet meaningful game ended.
The winner was Chika.
Until the end, she didn't let go of that one card.
The loser was Shinichi.
Until the end, he didn't discard any of the name tags of the nine girls.
Although the girl across from him was already crying, her face flushed with tears.
"So that's it..."
Shinichi shook his head slightly.
Chika made name tags for Shuchi'in Academy students.
Although Shinichi wasn't sure about some of his feelings... He couldn't deny that he had other women he cared about.
Shinichi didn't want to give even a hint of lying to the girl in front of him.
So, Chika cried even harder.
She was deeply disappointed, even though she tried her best to wipe away her tears, she still had to use her strongest voice to curse the young man in front of her.
"Asada-kun, you playboy! You scoundrel! You disrespect moral and legal norms; you're a self-propelled humanoid cannon!"
"...I admit it beforehand, but I'm not dating anyone now, and I'm still a pure man," Shinichi said gently. "But considering the future, you can scold me a bit more. I'll accept it for my future self."
"Even Pace is a hundred times better than you!"
"Pace?"
Shinichi seemed to hear a barking dog outside the window.
"My dog!"
Of course.
Shinichi sighed, facing her who continued to wipe her tears with her head down and shedding tears.
He wasn't qualified to comfort her, so he placed the handkerchief on the coffee table, sat down, and listened to her cries.
Chika less refined, immediately dirtied the handkerchief. Relentlessly, after blowing her nose several times, the handkerchief turned into a wet, sticky, disgusting object and was thrown back onto the coffee table.
"Harder to use than tissue paper! Quickly give me tissues!"
"Yes, yes..." Shinichi obediently took the tissue box.
After a few minutes, Chika's mood finally stabilized. After taking deep breaths several times to calm herself, she reached for the name tag beside her and shouted angrily.
"Even though I really like you, I hate cheating the most!"
Shinichi's eyes widened in surprise as he saw her take the name tag belonging to "Fujiwara Chika."
Not someone else but herself.
Only herself...
As Chika took back her name tag and was about to throw it into the box, Shinichi reacted and quickly grabbed her wrist.
However, Chika's reaction wasn't unpleasant; she avoided his attack.
Shinichi grabbed emptiness, but without stopping, he lowered his wrist and also grabbed the only name tag placed in front of him.
"What?!"
Chika was shocked; her movement froze, and she couldn't throw the name tag in her hand at all.
"You despicable criminal, you're really holding me hostage... What do you want to do!"
"Chika... From now on, I'll call you Chika."
Gripping the name tag with her name tightly, Shinichi slowly pulled his hand back and stared directly into her surprised expression.
Now, they both had released each other's name tags.
They could be easily discarded and returned to the other party.
The game had clearly ended, and their chess pieces had reached the end. He was supposed to "resolve" his love issue in a fun way.
Nevertheless, they still stared at each other without avoidance across the coffee table.
But this time, when they looked at each other, he didn't stay silent anymore.
"You won your game. I won't make any excuses, and I'm ready to be hated and ostracized by you from now on."
"But before you kick me out of here, I happened to think of a small game. A very simple game."
"So..."
"Let's play together, Chika."
Shinichi laughed.
On the contrary, his tone was serious.
"Please make a promise with me."
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