My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Sure enough, killing these monsters is not an easy task.

Stepping onto the stairs of the apartment, Tamaki Hikari sighed as he recalled what happened just now.

During the day, I was still too confident.

After actually trying it, I found many problems.

The posture of holding the knife and exerting force was wrong, and they were not familiar with the location of the opponent's organs, and they underestimated their reaction speed.

Thinking about it this way, the last time I was able to stab Imidegawa Himetsu's heart with a knife, it was really a combination of the right time, the right people, the right people, and a little bit of luck.

From this point of view, Yachiyo Yayoi's training is really appropriate.

No matter how professional the fighting training is, it will not find you a sandbag partner who will never die.

From this point of view, it feels quite like training with an NPC in a game.

Tamaki Hikaru walked to the door of his room and took out the key.

There was a rustling sound outside the door, causing Aitaniti, who was lying on the table, to open her eyes slightly.

Is Tamaki Hikaru back?

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Aitaniti cheered up, pricked up her ears, and carefully identified the footsteps.

One sound, two sounds, pause. It was Tamaki Hikari.

Aitaniti wanted to stand up and see if she wanted to talk to Tamaki Hikaru again, but the after-effects of the potion had already set in, making her very sleepy.

"Forget it. Let's go to bed first."

As long as he came back, as long as there was no danger, Aitaniti's uneasy heart was relieved.

She just put on her clothes, lay on the table and fell asleep.

Paying such intense attention to Tamaki Hikari every day consumes a lot of her mind, so she can only take a break now.

Tamaki Hikaru returned to his room and was just about to take a shower and go to sleep.

His hand subconsciously reached for his pocket, and suddenly he remembered that there was one thing he had not done.

After taking out the mysterious envelope that caused some changes in the system, Tamaki Hikari sat down.

The envelope felt a little heavy when picked up, and it seemed that there was more than just a letter inside.

There is still a complete seal of fire paint and wax on the seal, but no seal has been left on it, only the mark of a thumb has been left on it.

It's really cruel to press this hot paint directly with your hands.

Tamaki Hikaru sighed slightly, then opened the envelope directly, and a piece of letter paper and a weird dice fell out?

Tamaki Hikaru did not touch the dice first, but looked at the letter first.

Before picking up important props, read the instructions first to avoid any mistakes.

This has a profound lesson. What if there is a self-destruct switch?

Tamaki Hikaru opened the letter, and familiar handwriting came into view.

[The essence of magic is miracle, and miracle is not something that can be obtained by just sitting around and praying. 】

[Miracle is not accidental, but inevitable. 】

[Like typewriters and monkeys, only absolute will can bring about so-called miracles. 】

Typewriters and monkeys, this Tamaki Hikaru knows.

It refers to whether, given infinite time, a monkey sitting in front of a typewriter and typing at will can type out the complete works of Shakespeare.

It was originally used to describe the nature of infinity, but it also has elements of probability theory.

But the person who wrote this sentence probably meant that people's pursuit of miracles is almost impossible, just like monkeys and typewriters?

But he also mentioned absolute will, does he mean action?

Tamaki Hikaru was a little confused. He didn't want to think about it for the time being and continued to read.

[Of course, people do not have infinite time, and even if they did, they would not have that kind of absolute will. 】

[Therefore, the miracle of magic is not something that people can pursue. 】

Indeed, this is simply impossible.

Tamaki Hikaru nodded. If he were that monkey, even if his wishes would come true if he typed out Shakespeare, he wouldn't be able to keep typing it.

This so-called absolute will is really too exaggerated.

If this is the only way to learn so-called magic, it would be too outrageous.

Tamaki Hikaru continued to read.

[But, I need the miracle of magic, even if it means risking everything and putting everything on the wheel of fate, it doesn't matter. 】

[There is no infinite time, but I have infinite possibilities, but these countless possibilities are a gamble with fate. This is my magic. 】

[It is also the simplest magic that humans can use. 】

[Bet on your own destiny, roll the dice, and then use your own will to reverse the fate of your choice and achieve a miracle. 】

[But fate is not something that can be easily reversed. The price of failure in pursuing miracle magic is the reality of despair. 】

[Strength and risk coexist. Betting with fate is always controlled by fate. 】

The familiar Riddler style was half-understood by Tamaki Hikari, and he felt like he only understood half of it.

【ding~】

[You have learned the magic - Wheel of Fortune. Please hold the exclusive dice of fate when using it, otherwise you cannot use it. 】

[PS: The cost and effectiveness of this magic are unknown, so please be careful and don't abuse it. 】

The system's sudden prompt made Tamaki Hikaru confused.

no? Where did he learn it? How could he learn it when he clearly didn't understand it?

Is it just a matter of rolling the dice?

Tamaki Hikaru lowered his head and looked at the multi-sided die on the table. This is the so-called die of fate.

The dark golden material feels very comfortable to the touch. It has an irregular shape and the numbers engraved on it are blurry. It is impossible to tell what they are.

No, it's not that it's unclear, it's that no numbers will be displayed before use.

Tamaki Hikaru felt a little entangled in his heart. He was thinking about whether he should try throwing the dice.

You have to know how to use it, right?

But whether it is the envelope or the system, they remind themselves that the cost of this magic is huge, but is magic really that simple?

Tamaki Hikaru was a little hesitant, but then he thought about it. There is no limit on the number of times that important props can be used, so it would be a waste not to use them.

So he gritted his teeth and gently rolled out the dice in his hand. He rolled the dice randomly on the table twice and then stopped.

The blurry writing on it finally revealed a number that could be clearly seen, which was 30.

30?

Tamaki Hikaru doesn't quite understand the meaning of this number. If there are multiple sides of the dice, it also depends on the number of sides of the dice.

And it’s not clear how to calculate Tamaki Hikari, but it seems to be useful.

Just as Tamaki Hikaru was studying the dice, he was in another mansion far away in Tokyo.

Hosokawa Tamako was holding the mobile phone in her hand, twisting uneasily.

Is it hair? Or not?

It seemed a bit strange to post it, and it almost seemed like it was specially taken for him to see.

If you don't post it, it seems that during the day, Tamaki-san just wants to see herself wearing this kind of clothes, and she has already taken pictures of herself.