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

——Suddenly, the usually rude head teacher acted serious.

"Today, we are welcoming a transfer student to our class."

Water machine, and its first seven:

Chapter 97 88 Chat Flow Plus Handshake Kill

When the class heard that there was a transfer student, there was an uproar.

"I have a bad feeling..."

However, two drops of cold sweat appeared on Yao's forehead.

"Six-line stave walks in and - [Ah, it's mom!], is this the plot?"

Die curled her lips.

"...I think that child is not diligent enough in school."

"What do you mean 'that child'? Why does she look like an aunt?"

Yao's feet were shaking like a sieve, and the feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger. She even felt her hands were empty, and she had an urge to shuffle the cards - the habits at the card table invaded her reality. Driven by anxiety, she placed her index finger on the cover of the textbook, the tip of her thumb on the back of the textbook, and then ran her thumb vertically along the edge of the book.

"Swish, swish, swish~"

The rustling sound of the textbook pages falling relieved my anxiety, but at the same time, another rustling sound came from the side.

Turning around, I saw Die doing the same thing.

"All right—come in."

The head teacher no longer cared about Die and Yao's affairs, and just shouted to the door.

"..."

"..."

However, there was no response.

But no one came*

"…You can come in now (English)."

Seeing no movement outside the door, the head teacher spoke again in another language.

"ah...ah yes, I'm sorry, I just"

A somewhat flustered voice came from outside the classroom door, and then - a little brown head poked in.

A navy blue beret, a reddish-brown skirt, black tights and a white stand-up collar shirt; such a bright and beautiful outfit is rarely seen in the academy surrounded by school uniforms.

Not to mention the white skin and three-dimensional facial features unique to the Caucasian race.

"—"

Yao opened her mouth, but no words came out.

"...Ah, is it heading in this direction this time? ——It's not all bad though."

But Die has given up treatment.

——She knew with her ass why children who were not fluent in Chinese did not go to special foreign language schools but came here instead.

However, this is also a good opportunity to investigate what the teacher has encountered in the past...

Her expression straightened slightly - in short, she had to first find out whether the other party was a friend or an enemy.

Focus your gaze on the other person... and then give up thinking.

"Haruka, please translate for me."

"...Don't treat me like a treasure chest!"

——Listening and translating is not a skill that every elementary school student can master!

"can not you do it?"

"……meeting."

Able people should do more work.

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"[My name is Ecclesia, I come from the border of North America. In the United States, I am American, and in Canada, I am Canadian...]"

Haruka suddenly spurted out halfway through flipping the page.

"Eklesia... and ski stalks?!"

The corners of Die's mouth twitched slightly.

The Saint of Teaching, Eklesia... huh? This information is so fake that it's no longer true.

“So I hope to be a local here.”

“[My hobbies are reading and watching movies, especially superhero movies—like Spiderman…]”

"[The school uniform has not arrived yet, but I hope to become part of the class first.]"

Although it was not a long self-introduction, the class teacher had to make a pause gesture because the students present could hardly understand the fast-speaking English, and Eklesia stopped obediently.

"…The two people who are whispering over there - I'll leave her in your care. Take her for a walk after school."

Seeing Yao and Die gossiping, the head teacher took the opportunity to throw this hot potato to them - God knows why the principal wanted to keep a foreigner who can't even speak Chinese, and specifically put him in her class...

"——Make sure the mission is completed."

Two pairs of dark-circled eyes looked over at her. Eklesia shuddered slightly, her expression becoming a little frightened.

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"By the way, we haven't had a good chat since you came back."

"What to talk about?"

In front of me, Mu Dongren took the initiative and cast a barrier wave against my Xiaomi, and then used Resurrection of the Dead.

"Regarding your return from North America - you have been keeping silent, but we have played the dark game together now, right?"

Then I threw the ancient guard with green light, and he glanced at the ancient vanguard in my graveyard with a twitching mouth, and had to touch the top of the deck and surrender.

"There's not much to say - I killed a lot of people, and then I felt that I couldn't touch the dark game anymore... Then I came back to break the rules, that's it."

"Fuck, there's no psychological burden at all."

"How about this? You'll be like an anime protagonist and struggle for dozens of episodes. Then when I come to my senses, you'll be turned into something indescribable by something like Naya, Chou will be sacrificed to the Dark Game, Haruka will go back to being her model student, and my deck will continue to lure other people into the vortex of the Dark Game... Will I be satisfied then?"

"...I think three good students are pretty good, right?"

he complained.

"The key is to do it, not to look ahead and behind - one of the basic ideas of playing cards is that the pits you don't step into will not disappear."

"...Are you really not afraid that things will get worse if you intervene? To be honest, I'm still bothered by it. If I could really get some Cthulhu stuff out, I wouldn't have to worry about my expenses for the rest of my life - all signs indicate that those things are very valuable."

"It's easy. Beat me in the dark game, then walk over my dead body."

My bottom line remains unshakable.

"Tsk... My previous body was on the way to pray with a certain religious group, and you pulled my soul back halfway. I don't know what's going on there now."

"Mr. Investigator," I packed up the deck and tapped it on the table. "Don't even think about taking risks when you've failed to hit my dice."

Mi: "Tsk..."

"But... yes."

"What?"

⒌ “What I mean is that there are definitely things that have become worse because of my interference.”

I sighed.

"Like right now?"

"...?"

I froze.

"Yes? Take a look at the board?"

I looked down—I had already put away the deck, but he was still halfway through unfolding it.

"Fuck, a chat flow plus a handshake kill?!"

It took me a moment to realize that if he had called a referee at this moment, I would have already lost.

"I'm just questioning..."

He held up a finger.

"I once heard that you memorized all the card adjustments - and used that to constantly ask the referee to rule the game at the conference. Now it seems that you have regressed a lot."

"..."

I was stunned for a moment, and then a slight emotion flashed through my heart.

"yes……"

Have to admit.

"After three dark games a day - I'm not so sensitive to these things anymore."

Water machine, and its first seven:

Chapter 98 89 Batman, but Spider

Killing as a necessary evil in a group that insists on not killing.

Or the Madonna who insists on not killing in a group where killing is a necessary evil.

Which side is more moral?

——Then there are those who judge both parties to be equally moral, or those who judge both parties to be unequally moral.

Which side is more moral?

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