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There are always some things in this world that are not turned by human will.

For example, the stars in the sky. Those rays of light were emitted tens of thousands or even millions of years ago. We can't make him come faster, we can't make him come slower, we can only passively accept everything on the ground.

The same goes for the sun, and we can't make the sun turn on and off according to our mood. If you want it to light up, you can turn it on, and if you want it to turn it off, we don't have that kind of force. Not from an individual point of view, but from the point of view of humanity as a whole, we humans do not have the strength to do so at the moment. We can only look at the sun and the earth.

It's not something that can be decided overnight. Because there is more powerful force stirring inside.

And we humans have very little control over the entire natural environment.

We can't create a devastating storm out of thin air, we can just induce it by offset. We can't blow up an entire continental plate, we can't see every inch of the ocean floor, and we can't even predict earthquakes.

For nature, our strength is still a little too weak. And our flesh is so fragile. Even a game of nine cards has to put everything on the wheel of fate. Because our naked eye can't tell the subtle differences. You can only surrender your fate to an unknown fate.

The game of kings, this horror game comparable to the big Russian turntable, the ultimate fate is in my hands.

"Ah, I am the king."

I spread out the cards in my hand to a few people with unwilling faces. The weird smiling face on the clown card seemed to sneer at the group of people, mocking them for their weakness and incompetence.

Fate is such a cruel thing. Fill in more of what he has, and take away what he doesn't have, even what he has. What a cruel fate.

"Then let's ask Hikiya-san to give an order."

Hayama said with a gentle smile.

So, let's start with a more exciting one. It's a good thing if it can have the opposite effect. To be honest, I don't want to see them for a minute. What a king game, where is this game fun? Is it so good to succumb to fate? Don't you think this thing is too much in any case?

Looking at the rather strange clown card in my hand, all kinds of vicious schemes flashed in my mind, and then I eliminated them one by one. Looking at the faces of the presenters, I sighed deeply and put the clown cards on the table.

“…… Let's make a confession to Seven. ”

I gave such an order.

That's right. As long as it's something of this level from the start, it doesn't cause any offend.

But remember, this is just a game. But we are still a living bunch of people.

If someone you like is forced to confess to someone, then no one will be happy, right? It's better to be annoyed. And if you confess to someone you don't like, then you will feel very irritated. So this choice is foolproof. As long as a few rounds have passed, it is natural to feel ashamed and embarrassed about this atmosphere, and then break up unhappily.

I didn't mean to, did I? It's just a coincidence that I won the ghost card. So it is quite normal to use the king's order to give some instructions. Then it is even more natural that the king's will harbor evil intentions, because there have been many such developments in history.

The next thing to look forward to is the kingdom falling apart.

With that in mind, I opened my own cards on the table.

The six of hearts, escaped.

Then I looked up again.

"Ah, I'm Seven."

Ye Shan said with a gentle smile, which made me sigh a little bit.

Why is this guy again? Is this guy's luck value EX? What good things are in him?

"And then, who's Three?"

I asked the people around me with an impatient look.

"People are not eh~" Yubihama.

“…… Me neither. "Under the snow.

"How could it be me?" Shahi.

"I'm not either~" brown-haired stupid.

"Not me?" Silver-haired rotten girl.

The five answered in their own unique way. There was only one person left looking at the cards in his hand with a red face, his face was red, like a steam boiler, and he was about to spray high-temperature steam to the side.

“……”

Ah, that's so easy to understand. That blonde drill bits boob.

With a kind of numbness to the current charge, I indifferently watched the blonde drill quietly get up from the sofa, and then walked to the smiling Hayama with a very small woman's pace. With a blushing face, he sent the card to Hayama's hand as if he was sending a marriage certificate, raised his head cautiously, and looked at Hayama's face with tears in his eyes.

"That, that, Hayato-kun! You have to listen to the next thing, and you must not forget it! I like you! I've been liking you for a long time! So, that, so, I'm number three, so ......"

Too shy to do it, the blonde dumb played with the ends of his hair, and his voice grew weaker and weaker.

What to do? I want to blow up this bunch of freshmen? Can I use lethal force?

Or is it better to say that cloudburst bombs?

As if to give up on himself, the blonde fool took a deep breath and shouted, 'Please have a relationship with me!' He ran back to the couch with a flushed face.

Of course, Ye Shan naturally said thank you with a sunny face, when it didn't happen.

…… Hey, that's amazing, these guys.

After confessing in the game of kings, it should be the same as if it never happened? Huh? Am I too outdated? Obviously that kind of feeling can be seen by a fool? Why did you manage to take over all of this so quickly? Why did you just fool the past? And then that blonde stupid guy said that he was so embarrassed and blamed me for being ruthless or something, huh? You're super excited, aren't you?

And what does it seem to be counterproductive? Why is it that everyone is starting to have an expectant look on their faces? What are you expecting? Being ordered to do such a thing and being so happy? It doesn't matter what your mood is?

With this confusion and confusion, I could only continue to draw the card that belonged to me in the thin pile.