The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

Before the game of kings, Kane and I played around the table in such a punishing game. At that time, Winsania thought the rules were monotonous and added punishment measures. At that time, I was only fantasizing about getting Kane to say something Usually I would never say it easily, but unfortunately my luck value is too tragic, so I finally gave up on this idea.

I pretended to be a ghost in the big and small game, Kane sang nursery rhymes, and Dieter did push-ups, all of which were relatively minor punishments, but the king game was different. Mom and Dad watched, there are all kinds of games, although I can be sure that we will not play too much tonight, but I still inevitably have beautiful reveries about who will be punished next. The daydream directly led me to almost clenched my fists and cheered after I drew the bamboo stick and turned it over to find the red mark on the end of the stick.

— Gentlemen, I am the king!

It's a blessing in disguise, after so many months of bad luck, I, Alsis, finally survived to the top!

Holding the bamboo stick devoutly, I sincerely thanked the gods of the East and the Buddhas of the West.

"Who is the king?" Joey glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand and asked calmly.

"You don't need to ask, it must be this kid." Fred looked at his bamboo stick with annoyed eyes, and pointed at me with the back of the bamboo stick in disdain, "He's laughing like a mayor."

I didn't think about the question that Fred had met the mayor. Now I was immersed in the great joy of turning over and singing, as if only me and the red bar on the bamboo stick were left in the vast world. .

"Please show your majesty the bamboo stick in your hand to prove your identity." Joey followed Fred's words.

"True gold is not afraid of fire, you see." I flipped over the bamboo stick and threw it on the tea table smartly, this action caused Monica to roll her eyes.

After confirming the king's logo, Joey nodded slightly and said, "Your Majesty, please give orders."

"Alsis, defeat them!" Winsania blushed, cheering for me for no apparent reason.

I caught a glimpse of the empty glass next to her, and thought I couldn't let her touch the wine next time.

Withdrawing my gaze, I first observed the expressions of everyone under the masks. Kane didn't show anything special. Riley still had the same paralyzed face as Dieter. Randy smiled even more foolishly and tapped the empty cup to beat her. Monica was comforting Fred who hadn’t drawn the king, and occasionally glanced at me. The last Joey was the most mysterious, with the corners of his lips slightly curled up with ease. Like enough Abbys.

In my opinion, most people who have a similar temperament to Ibis also have a bad stomach, and Joey cannot be underestimated.

I opened my mouth and said a number: "Number 3, and..."

The word "and" was dragged by me for a long time, and I dragged it while looking at the reactions of the people in the room. Kane still didn't change. When I looked over, he smiled at me softly, which made my heart flutter. After half a second, Riley didn't change, Winsania leaned on the coffee table and continued to sing, Randy didn't change, Monica didn't change at all, until she saw Fred's breathing stagnate.

"team……"

Monica only had time to utter half a word before Fred covered her mouth in panic.

But it was too late for Fred to hide it, and I've seen it.

Realizing that his number was exposed, he shook his hands and let go of Monica, and sat back in his seat with a grimace.

I grinned and shook the king's bamboo stick in my hand, admiring Fred's big black face covered with black lines, the feeling of controlling the fate of others is really great.

"No. 3, and No. 7..." I picked out a bright red apple from the fruit basket on the coffee table, and came up with a bunch of bad ideas without much effort. I chose one of them and said, "Come here and talk With this apple in your mouth, I will let go when I say it’s okay.”

Fred's face instantly collapsed into London Bridge (wait, what is London Bridge).

"Worthy of being Alsis, the color~color~." Windsania sang these words into her song.

"What are you singing nonsense?" I knocked on the table.

"Singing that you are a big villain." Winsania clapped her hands and laughed, her lake-green eyes curved into two crescent moons.

I didn't have time to chat with her, so I raised my voice and asked, "Where is number 7, where is number 7?"

The room was silent for a second.

I peek at Kane, well, it's not him, I'm relieved.

"Don't be shy, it's not a direct kiss, come out." I yelled again, relieved.

After a long while, Rayleigh stood up with a huff, and seemed to shake too hard. He took a breath, and said as if accepting his fate: "...Number 7 is me."

...it's really shocking.

I solemnly tossed the apple to Rayleigh, Rayleigh caught it steadily, then seriously bit the half of the apple, stared at his captain without blinking, and was pointed at by Fred who was staring at him. He pointed at me again, and laughed back in anger, his smile was uglier than crying.

"Hahahahaha!"

Windsania hammered the table indistinctly, and Randy beside her wiped away the tears from his laughter.Monica looked at Rayleigh with envy and hatred, and then slapped me hard. I will accept this eyeball for Rayleigh.

Fred hopped over a few seats nimbly, made a threatening gesture of booming me: "Boy, I won't let you go." Then he bit into the apple that Rayleigh was holding in his mouth.

"Oh!" Everyone booed.

Fred bit an apple and looked at Rayleigh ferociously. The latter's eyes were like deep pools, and he accepted the captain's grievances indifferently. .

In the second round of the game, God knows if luck is exhausted or things will turn against each other, I got the number that I spoofed last time

"30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, boy, it's my turn to take revenge." Fred raised his bamboo stick to me in a high-profile way, the bright red horizontal bars are particularly eye-catching.

I don't agree with him, I believe he can't guess my number based on his luck.

That's exactly what happened. Fred was lucky enough to get the title of king, but unfortunately he couldn't pick me. Instead, he picked Randy and Kane to exchange cream.

It has to be said that his goal of revenge was achieved after turning a corner. I watched Randy with distress and melancholy as he smeared the half of Kane's handsome face that was not blocked by the mask into a tabby cat. Just wipe it on your body, what face!

——I couldn't help thinking of giving Randy a systematic and comprehensive lecture on fun.

Winsania's luck didn't come into play tonight. She didn't do a round of kings, and she wasn't named once. It's probably because she drank so much that her luck was lost along with her reason. On the contrary, I and Kane, who were usually beaten by her in terms of luck, became kings twice this time.

When Kane was the king, the two orders were to force Monica on the 6th and Joey on the 1st to forcefully drink the whole bottle of wine (I can’t see that he also has a bad-hearted side), and the other was to ask Randy on the 2nd Monica walked around the coffee table twice with the number 5 on her back; my second command unexpectedly tricked Fred again, he hugged Joey five times under my command, fire| The gunman is not a profession that is good at strength. Fred is not easy to hug at all. Joey who is being hugged by him pretends to cheer him up. Fred is so angry that he grabs Wensania after the end and teaches her to be okay. Joey, we all laughed so hard that our stomachs ached.

Several other kings are also worth mentioning. When Monica was king, she wanted to help Fred get revenge on me, but the revenge fell on her own people. Rayleigh suffered because of this, and Randy, who also suffered the same disaster, came to have only one After the close contact between papers, Randy said with a mournful face that the first kiss was gone, and Rayleigh thoughtfully said that he did too. Of course, his words did not have much comforting effect, and Randy didn't appreciate it.

When Joey became king, the most eccentric and unpredictable king did not name and impose punishment like the previous kings, but posed a puzzle to everyone present.

"If you Mr. Brave and Ms. Brave stayed in the dormitory after the battle and rented the last room..." he started.

"Wait a minute, why are you going to the lodging house instead of our hotel, our hotel is much cheaper than the lodging house." Windsania protested.

Joey paused: "Then, let's change it to Alsis Hotel..."

"Wait a minute, why do we have to fight for the last room in our own hotel? It's so shabby." Windsania continued to protest.

Joey looked at her in silence, with complicated eyes, with an expression of "the mountain and the rain are about to come and the wind is full, if you don't perish in silence, you will explode in silence".

"...you...you say."

Maybe it was because Joey's eyes were too scary, so Wensania kept quiet.

Joey had to say later: "The last room is a single room with only one bed. Mr. Alsis, Mr. Riley, Mr. Kane, Miss Monica, the four of them are sleepy and tired and need a rest urgently." , but this bed can only sleep two people at most at a time, and one person needs to stay vigil..."

"Why do I want to live with them!" This time it was Monica who protested, "And you still want me to sleep with them? I don't want it!"

Joey supported his forehead, and lifted a lock of forehead hair that blocked the frame of the mirror.

I poked Kane with my arm and whispered, "He shouldn't use us as an example at all. Those two drunks are bound to boo. I'm a little worried about Randy's future happiness index."

Kane was puzzled: "What does this have to do with Randy?"

On the other side, Joey ignored the two unreasonable guys and continued: "Miss Monica and Mr. Alsis will bicker and wake up the sleeping person if they are alone. Because of the low life value, it is the easiest target to be targeted by thieves and monsters, and Mr. Rayleigh doesn't sleep well, so he can't sleep in the same bed with other people."

I don't know if it's true that Rayleigh doesn't sleep well, but when Joey said this, Kane muttered dissatisfiedly: "You will regret it if you underestimate the magician."

——Really Kane is really cute.

"Well, I will definitely regret it." I rubbed Kane's head reassuringly, but I didn't expect him to give me a sideways glance.

...God, I want to take Kane back to the hotel right now, right now!immediately!

"Mr. Alsis, are you listening?"

My thoughts flew back to the hotel, and I was called back by Joey, and I waved my hand absently to indicate that I was listening.

Joey coughed lightly: "In short, because there are not many healing herbs, if you want to fully recover, Mr. Alsis and Mr. Rayleigh, who are power professionals, must sleep for at least 12 hours during the 4 hours at night. Mr. Kane Miss Monica and I need to sleep for 6 hours, how can we arrange to avoid the above situation and let everyone fully recover?"

After he explained the problem, everyone present turned to the mosquito coils at the same time—yes, he was cold.

I poured Kane a glass of water, shook my head and sighed.

This kind of intellectual problem occurs when everyone is so drunk, do you think Joey is stupid or stupid or stupid?I see, he is also drunk.