I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Then, after she recovered, she spoke as if she had been stabbed in the back by her closest comrade:

"What did you just say? Say it again."

"Himeko asked me to wake you up." Suya said without looking to the side.

"last sentence."

"...I came here on a mission."

"The previous sentence."

Qi Ye fell silent.

Xing took a deep breath, turned to March 7, and switched her expression from shock at being betrayed to a similarly sincere confession.

She raised one finger and began her final statement.

"I admit, I came to your room looking for a treasure chest."

It was my fault, I apologize.

but……"

She pointed to Qiye.

"This good guy is clearly up to no good."

While you were still sleeping, he squatted by your bed and stared at your face for a long time.

Then he reached out and pinched your cheek.

I didn't start it; he was the one who did it first.

I only pinched it for academic research purposes.

Qi Ye suddenly turned her head to look at Xing.

Xing remained unfazed and continued:

"This means he has ulterior motives towards you; he's clearly lusting after you."

After hearing what Xing said, Qi Ye didn't rush to refute it.

Instead, he straightened his back, crossed his arms over his chest, and a very complicated expression appeared on his face.

Three parts admiration, three parts emotion, and four parts "I knew you'd do this, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly."

He tilted his head back and spoke as if he were evaluating the heroes of the world.

"Star, what a beautiful star!"

There are countless heroes in the world, and I thought I had already mastered the art of betraying my teammates.

I never imagined your skills in both self-destructing a truck and backstabbing someone had reached such a level of mastery.

He nodded, his tone filled with genuine admiration.

"I underestimated you."

Xing tilted her head, and the corners of her mouth curled up a little more:

"You sold mine first."

"Yes, so I admit defeat. You won this time."

Qiye nodded readily, then turned to March 7.

Just as he was about to continue making excuses, he noticed that March 7th's expression was a bit off.

On March 7th, he didn't stand there angrily with his hands on his hips scolding people like he had before.

They didn't follow up on Xing's words and press her on the sensitive topic of "craving a body".

She simply stood there, one hand still on her hip.

The fingertips of her other hand had somehow already gripped the hem of her clothes.

At this moment, March 7th is thinking about the accident that she originally wanted to keep buried in her heart forever.

The man fell out of the crack, and she was completely naked, so he saw right through her.

And he even fell down while trying to save this guy.

He was made to suck on a place he shouldn't have.

Thinking of this, March 7th's face turned completely red.

But this is not the point.

The key point is that she later wore that light cone that said "Who secretly likes you".

She saw the numbers floating above everyone's heads.

Danko is a reliable companion to her, and Himeko is a lovely little sister to her.

These are all normal and within expectations.

Then she looked up at the top of Qiye's head.

That number was so high that she couldn't believe her eyes.

Enraged, she shoved the light cone into his hand and turned her face away, pretending she hadn't seen anything.

But she remembered that number, remembered it clearly.

Now Xing says he's lusting after her body.

March 7th looked at the man in front of her with the handprint on his face.

I want to say something, but I don't know how to say it.

She wanted to yell at him, to tell him that he had no good intentions from the start.

I want to know what you mean by that ridiculously high favorability rating.

What was the meaning behind you squatting by my bed and pinching my cheek just now?

But the words got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single one.

She just stood there, her face completely red.

Qi Ye looked at San Yueqi, whose face was so red that he couldn't utter a single word, and was somewhat puzzled.

He stared at her face for two seconds, then looked thoughtful, and finally spoke incredulously.

"Little March, could it be that you also desire my body?"

Snapped.

Another bright red handprint appeared on Qi Ye's right cheek, perfectly symmetrical to the one on her left.

Now there's one on each side, identical in size and uniform in color, paired with the one from before March 7th.

The layout of the palm prints across the entire face is a testament to symmetrical aesthetics.

On March 7th, he withdrew his hand, turned around angrily, and walked towards the door.

She paused at the door without turning her head.

"What are you two still kneeling for! Aren't we supposed to be going to the assembly point? Hurry up and catch up!"

After saying that, she opened the door and strode out.

Xing stood up and patted off non-existent dust from her knees.

She looked down at Qiye, who was still kneeling on the ground.

He looked again at the symmetrical handprints on his face and examined them carefully for a long time.

Then she reached out and poked the freshest red mark on his face with her index finger.

"It's symmetrical now. It looks better than before."

"You call this beautiful?"

Qiye touched her burning cheeks and grimaced as she got up from the ground.

"Yes, it has a kind of symmetrical beauty."

Xing nodded, a look of schadenfreude on his face.

"And what you just said is courting death."

My betrayal of you was just retaliation; your flirting with her was suicide.

Two different things.

"I wasn't flirting, I was asking sincerely!"

"Sincerely courting death."

Xing concluded, then walked towards the door.

"Let's go, to the assembly point."

If you're late, you might get another slap on March 7th, making sure you're symmetrical on three sides.

Chapter 29 Confidence is the Peak

When we arrived at the observation car, Himeko was standing by the window.

Walter sat on the sofa flipping through a paper book, while Danheng rested beside him.

The three of them heard footsteps and looked up at the same time.

Himeko's gaze fell on Sukiyo's face, and she paused for a moment.

She blinked to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

There was a bright red handprint on each of Qi Ye's cheeks.

Xing followed behind him, also with one on her face, but only one, and it had faded considerably.

March 7th walked at the front, her face still flushed, and she walked very fast, as if two plague gods were chasing her from behind.

"Qiye, what happened to your face?"

Himeko asked curiously.

Qi Ye touched his cheek and gave a dry laugh:

"It's nothing, I just bumped into the door frame!"

Himeko raised an eyebrow.

Walter cast a glance over the top of the book.

She glanced at the slap mark on Qiye's face, then at Sanyueqi's flushed cheeks.

Then he silently looked away and turned another page of the book.

March 7th stood ramrod straight beside him, his eyes fixed on the view outside the window.

Pretending to be looking at the starry sky, he quickly muttered a sentence:

"Nothing happened. Nothing happened at all. Himeko, don't ask anymore."

Himeko looked at March Seven's extremely guilty expression, and then at the symmetrical door frame marks on Kiyo's face.

The corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

She spoke:

"It seems you two get along really well."

Young people are so energetic; they can have so much fun so early in the morning.

"Who had fun with them?!"

March 7th suddenly turned its head.

Xing poked half her head out from behind Qi Ye and added earnestly:

"I'm really happy, March 7th's face..."