Do you like Yu-Gi-Oh even if it's like this?

While walking back to my room, I glanced over the information on the new card.

"R2's system..."

""teacher?""

Just then, two voices rang out.

"..."

I raised my head with tired eyes, and sure enough, the two little guys were waiting for me in front of my door.

"……What's up?"

"Let's play some cards! The game I played today gave me some new ideas about Sky Striker builds."

Yao’s addiction to playing cards doesn’t seem to have subsided. Her eyes are sparkling.

"Um, what about you?"

The corner of my mouth twitched and I asked Die beside me.

"I'm a little hungry, I wonder if you can take me out to eat something..."

That’s right. After all, it’s almost dawn, so it’s better for the little girl to be taken care of by an adult.

I seemed to see two branches appearing before me—

【Playing cards with Yao】

【Shopping with Butterfly】

"..."

I pondered for a moment and chose to compromise.

"Well, I'll give you the snacks I brought."

I took out a chocolate bar from my pocket and handed it to Die.

"Then you fight her - just use my deck. I'm a little tired, so I'll go to sleep first."

——I’m not a lolita complex.

""...""

"Click."

As soon as I opened the door, I lay down on the bed and lost consciousness the next second.

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after an hour.

"I won."

Yao threw the last wind blade at him.

"..."

Die rubbed her eyes silently, shuffled the deck, and prepared for the next game.

"Let's stop here today. You want to sleep?"

Yao waved her hand, indicating that it was no longer necessary.

"...Don't you want me to accompany you?"

Die's eyes were already bleary-eyed, but she still smiled.

"Sister Mei probably noticed it, so she's not pushing me now."

——Originally, Yao had one room, the Nine-legged Spider and Mu Dongren had one room each.

Now Mei and Die live together in one room.

"..."

Haruka was silent.

"If playing cards can help you forget all those messy things, I can play with you until tomorrow morning."

Die took a deep breath, and the air made her mind clearer.

Yao's nose suddenly felt sore.

——She couldn't help but turn her head, trying not to look at her friend's current expression.

"...I don't need you to pity me."

How many things are you thinking about?

——The matter of the dark game, the matter of Kuroba, the matter of murder, the matter of the teacher, and the matter of the butterfly in front of him.

"We are friends. I can still tell how you feel."

Die shook her head and placed her fingertips on the red lotus monster in front of her.

"I'm sorry, but I'm too weak - I probably can't give you your full attention like a teacher."

Unlike Flash Striker, the upper and lower limits of Crimson Beast are here. Apart from the basic operations, the only profound part that Butterfly can master is the understanding of the environment.

I can't play the same game as the teacher, full of development and compromise, and about the offense and defense of hand traps.

"No, there is no such thing!"

Her eyes were a little red, and Haruka rubbed them vigorously.

"You're my best friend! How can you be weak!"

Perhaps it was too late. Yao could feel that what she wanted to say was not these - not about strength or weakness, not about the cards, but about the things that resided in the cards.

But her tongue was clumsy for a moment, and her words became pale and powerless in the blink of an eye.

"..."

"..."

"……puff!"

“…Don’t laugh!”

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For a long time, I was half asleep and half awake.

This time, I dreamed about the past events with Mei.

It was a clear afternoon, but the air was filled with sticky water vapor - it was the terrifying return of the south wind.

"My future partner will have to hand over his salary card."

Is this the topic that starts with words like these?

"Ah."

I seemed to just agree.

“It would be nice if I could buy a lot of games.”

She thinks about the future.

We were thirteen or fourteen years old at that time, and of course we felt that we had a bright future.

"Then, I won't have to work every day and can just play games at home - this is my dream."

"What a loser."

——It seems that he couldn’t help but complain in the end.

"What's the matter with that? Don't you want to?"

"I think, you are not allowed to think."

——However, I am also someone who faces greed head-on.

"?"

"Speaking of which, for this dream, there's actually no need to have a partner, right? Isn't it enough to just have money?"

"That's true."

Have we ever talked about this? — It’s been so long, I may have forgotten.

Dreams are always like this, tampering with my memory without authorization, scooping up my frothy humanity from the card pool with a filter spoon, and draining it into ugly black.

Because I am sure that she did not say the following words -

[You said, there are only two of us here. If I blackmail you for harassing me, how much money can I get... Eh?! ]

In my dream, she lowered her head in disbelief.

——I followed her gaze and looked at my hands.

"..."

The feel can be described as muddy.

Her chest was pierced by the sword of sand in my hand.

"you……"

Her eyes were filled with confusion - the daily repetitive behavior of using temptation to gain a sense of security was somehow stopped by my cruel behavior.

"--go to hell."

Vicious emotions raged and my mouth was out of control.

I stirred the sword in my hand more easily than quicksand.

Water machine, and its first seven:

Chapter 57 54 Although it is a new character, it is an old character

“So these things happened.”