Let's Laugh at This Beautiful Day

It's just that Satania laughed wildly, indulging in the excitement of the changes in the ring, and completely ignored his meaning.

This guy……

He Quanming changed his mind, now he really wanted to throw the two slimes in the cage above her on her body, to let her calm down.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the shock of the ring to calm down. After everything stabilized, the blue data light finally drew two opposite circles in the middle of the ring. The position was exactly where the box was before. Then, two strange The machine rose from the floor.

It was a cuboid machine with a wine-red shell and a blue shell, similar to an answering machine in a guessing game. There were three buttons protruding in a semicircle on the top. He Quanming, who had retreated to the edge of the ring, could not see clearly, but vaguely Can tell that it is a button of three different colors.

Standing firmly on the spot, Satania patted the wine-red machine in front of her, and introduced to Izumi who was slowly walking back to the middle of the ring.

"This is the machine dedicated to the competition, and it is also the key to our decision—"

Taking a deep breath, as if she wanted to declare some kind of name that cannot be called directly, she solemnly said, and said word by word.

"Guess. Punch. Machine!"

"..."

He Quanming couldn't help being stunned for a moment. What she said was completely inversely proportional to the expression on her face. This contrast made him a little overwhelmed.

This thing is... a boxing machine?

Standing in front of the blue machine, He Quanming looked down at the so-called boxing machine. The three buttons of different colors were indeed painted with patterns of scissors, rocks, and cloth. Although the current gestures are blank, it is estimated that as long as one of the buttons is pressed, a corresponding pattern will appear on the screen.

The workmanship seems to be quite exquisite...Although it is completely, a little, fundamentally, absolutely, it doesn't make any sense.

Is this kind of thing going to be the key to deciding the outcome of the two?

"Then what... Although I have a lot of things I want to vomit now, but before that, let me ask you..."

Caressing the smooth and bright appearance of the machine, He Quanming looked at Satania, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his expression was very painful.

"It's just finger-guessing, why bother!"

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He Quanming didn't understand very much.

Why did this red-haired idiot spend a lot of time and money to get a prop similar to an inherent enchantment, just to play a guessing game with him?

... No, it's not that he doesn't understand the reason why Satania chose to guess the game. After all, it was the first time she won the game. In addition, the past fetters between the two may be due to the winning rate, perhaps Out of commemoration, it is also reasonable for her to set the content of the game as boxing.

But... Wouldn't it be better to be directly on the bank of the Arakawa River?Isn't this more nostalgic for historical deja vu?

Why bother to create a ring, a guessing machine, and two slimes?

Her reason...what the hell is it?

Staring at Satania with a strange expression, He Quanming couldn't help guessing her real thoughts in his heart. Perhaps, she really had her own deep thinking...

However, Satania responded to his gaze and said with a natural look.

"The reason? Of course it's because he's handsome!"

It's because he's handsome...

Because handsome...

How handsome...

handsome……

what……

"..."

He Quanming bumped his head against the screen of the machine, feeling the urge to drag Satania into the soil and never come out to embarrass himself.

…Since when did I have the illusion that this idiot would give me serious answers?

Why should I have expectations for a middle school idiot?

But she still said this kind of answer very seriously, I have nothing to complain about at all...

My chest really hurts...

"...Okay, this answer is well-founded and convincing...I choose to skip..."

He Quanming clutched his heart and nodded perfunctorily, intending to get away with it.

"Then stop talking nonsense! Let's fight, guessing!"

Afterwards, Satania began to explain the rules.

"Because there is only one round, the rules of the game are very simple - press the pattern you want to play during the punch-guessing stage, and the punches of both sides will be displayed on the screen of the machine when the stage is announced, and at the same time, the center of the field There will also be a battle animation demonstration!"

She hummed inexplicably complacently.

He Quanming tilted his head in confusion.

"Battle animation?"

The rules—or the flow of the game—are simply button presses, rock-paper-scissors, and the winner.

Compared with ordinary boxing games, this type of boxing game only lacks immediacy, more privacy and anticipation, and there is nothing incomprehensible.

But... what about the battle animation?