"Where...... How could I have done such a despicable thing as you. ”

Mochizuki Ayano, whose mind was pierced by others, and her heart was weak, stammered a little.

Then, to her surprise, it was ...... Sousuke Araki unexpectedly pulled out a small green card, swiped it on the machine, and continued to clip it up.

"Can you still ...... Such? How I didn't expect that! ”

Sousuke Araki took out a small card, which can be said to be one in the hands of everyone in Tokyo.

THAT'S SUICA, NICKNAMED "WATERMELON CARD".

Originally, the watermelon card was used as a stored-value card for trains, buses, subways, bullet trains, and other means of transportation.

However, with the expansion of payment channels, it is now possible to use the amount of money in most convenience stores, vending machines, and large chain stores such as the temple of Kian.

But what Mochizuki Ayano, who claims to be "a game hall that has been practicing for many years", didn't expect that on the recent claw machine, you can swipe watermelon cards?

This guy ...... Sure enough, it's not a simple role.

Since the other party has no worries about change, Mochizuki Ayano naturally will no longer spend spiritual power to launch the pupil technique to affect the other party's operation.

After all, it only costs 100 yen for a clip, and you can buy four and get one free.

The burden caused by the Hitomi technique is not something that can be replenished so cheaply.

Soon, she watched as Sosuke Araki took the box of evil figurines.

"What's the matter, this is my big brother, who has worked in the game hall for two months, and has practiced skills at night when no one has practiced them!"

Immersed in the cheerful congratulatory music in the game hall, Sousuke Araki did not forget to show off to the "audience girl" who was watching on the sidelines.

"Hmph, this kind of childish thing is only played by children...... Do you dare to compare yourself to me?

"Something else? How to compare? ”

Sosuke Araki asked curiously.

"The machines in this hall are yours to choose. However, if you lose, hand over the box. ”

Mochizuki Ayano gritted her teeth and provoked.

"Oh, how long has it been since no one dared to challenge me in the arcade? There is still some time, and it is not impossible to play with you...... But if you lose, do one thing as I ask you to do it......"

Hearing the other party's challenge, Sousuke Araki, who had already carried three boxes of figurines in his hand, smiled evilly.

"Do one thing?" Seeing the other party's lewd smile, Mochizuki Ayano subconsciously protected her hands on her chest.

"Scared? Don't think crooked, I'm not interested in a yellow-haired girl like you. ”

"Who...... Who is A minus ...... I'm ...... Don't cry when you lose! ”

Inexplicably attacked by a "weak point", Mochizuki Ayano was so angry that her cheeks swelled like a thorn dolphin.

Today, let you feel the horror of the domination of the genius girl who was directly appointed by the Metropolitan Police Department, IQ180, Karate 3rd Dan, and the genius girl who has dominated the SEGA game hall for nearly 10 years.

She silently added in her heart.

……

Next to the fighting game console called Demon Slayer.

Mochizuki Ayano and Sousuke Araki each sat on either side of the back-to-back machine, and threw in the coins with serious faces.

"Hmph, choose this game, just wait and cry, Miss Ben is the champion of the "Demon Slayer Fist" online tournament for three consecutive weeks......"

Entering the character selection interface, Mochizuki Ayano chose her best and favorite character, "Ghost Girl-Bean-chan", who is possessed by a ghost but fights for humans.

And Sousuke Araki on the opposite side chose the "Ghost Slayer Boxer-Pig-headed Man", who is known as the weakest character in the game.

"Pig-headed man? I really dare to choose, wait to be defeated by Miss Ben without injury......"

Ten minutes later.

"How...... How can it be...... My bean butter ......"

Aya Mochizuki looked at the screen incredulously.

On the screen of the game console, "Ghost Girl-Bean-Sauce" screamed and lay on the ground, while the "pig-headed man" on the side was doing a handstand in a funny way.

"Yawn...... It's boring, so elementary school students are still too weak......"

Sousuke Araki, who was opposite, ignored the "no smoking indoors" rule in the game hall and lit a cigarette.

"It's just that you're lucky enough to pick the game I'm not good at, and I'll compare it with another game."

……

Titled "Scarlet Haunted House", it supports up to four players in front of the shooting machine.

The girl held a gun in one hand, calmly and accurately shot the ghosts on the screen one by one with a pistol, and the words "NEW RECORD" appeared on the screen.

"Hey, it's a pity, I'm afraid no one can surpass this record."

Mochizuki Ayano chuckled slightly pompously.

Hmph, stupid fellow, I can't imagine that as long as Miss Ben has seen it with her left eye, everything will be forgotten.

She could even remember which ghost would come out of the corner in seconds.

Then, Sosuke Araki stepped forward with a cigarette in his mouth on the ground and put in four coins at a time......

Fifteen minutes later.

Sousuke Araki handsomely inserted the gun in his hand back into the machine.

The words "NEW RECORD" appear on the screen again.

"How...... How can you hit one person with four guns, you are cheating! ”

Looking at Sosuke Araki with an indifferent face, Mochizuki Ayano protested.

Just now, this guy actually used four guns by himself like a tentacle monster, and two of them were rotated, and he even saved the time to put the gun back and change the bullets.

And the number of monsters in the four-player mode has doubled, and the score is naturally higher.

Next, whether it is a dance machine, a motorcycle, a racing car, or a basketball shooting machine, Mochizuki Ayano is abused by the hateful man in front of him.

Forget about the racing games that she wasn't good at in the first place, after all, she wasn't old enough to get a driver's license.

But this guy's body structure is simply inhuman, and the first time she saw someone play a dance machine was on all fours like a dog.

When competing for the basketball machine, this man full of crime actually took all the basketballs from the machine next door, which made her fail.

IQ200's genius girl Ayano Mochizuki, for the first time in her life, lost so completely.

"Damn, are the people who designed these games idiots?"

As she said that, she looked at a machine in the corner.

It was an old boxing machine, and all you had to do was put on your gloves and throw a punch at the machine to display the numbers.

Although this is a game abandoned by the times, it is also a game that cannot be shortcut.

Don't look at Ayano Tsuki's petite stature, she has studied karate since she was a child, and she can serve as the head of the ninth lesson, so her fighting skills naturally have two brushes.

And for some special reason, her strength is far greater than that of an adult man.

The other party seems to have won some college kendo championship, but in her opinion, it is just an amateur level.

"Are you sure...... The last item is this? ”

Sousuke Araki looked at the boxing machine in front of him, and then at the petite Ayano Mochizuki, with an expression of "You're not giving up on yourself, are you?"

"Hmph, don't cry when you lose."

Mochizuki Ayano put on her gloves, moved her hands and feet, her eyes froze, she kicked the ground, sank her waist, and punched her backhand.

Seeing the girl's extremely smooth movements and the murderous aura that erupted, Sosuke Araki's lower body was slightly cold, and he opened his mouth in surprise, and the smoke in his mouth fell.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

The opponent perfectly borrowed power from the ground, and through the rotation of his waist, he concentrated the strength of his whole body on the fist and blasted out without any loss.

Apparently practiced.

Moreover, based on the height difference, adult males can only be killed in seconds when they face this blow.

The egg crushed bird has no trace.

A high score of 756 was displayed on the screen.

Mochizuki Ayano smiled with satisfaction.

Generally, there are adult men who insist on exercising, and it would be good to be able to play 400.

"It's amazing, kid, it looks like I'm going to be a little more serious."

Picking up the cigarette on the ground and taking another puff, Sousuke Araki rolled up his sleeves.