My Daily Life with Gosara Ayase/my Sister Can't Be Ayase's Little Angel

What is called human nature.

Although it is a bit stupid, like Don Quixote charging towards the windmill, it can also make people feel a little admiration.

By the way, if this guy plays a strategy version of Romance of the Three Kingdoms, a game like Sudohama.

Or just a one-shot nine-nine-nine-nine, if you are a brother, come and hack my game, you will definitely be very fascinated.

Because the possibility of money laundering is removed, this kind of game is still interesting because of the battle between people, not the game itself.

It must be very suitable for her, right?

Ryunosuke looked at Akimi Sakurai next to him, and ended the unsuspecting game.

Even though Akimi Sakurai made a sneak attack when he was thinking about something before, he was still resolved by pushing his hands left and right.

"How?" Ryunosuke said these two words seemingly flatly, but his head was slightly raised by 25 degrees, with a smile on his face.

Akimi Sakurai, who was looking at the game console with gritted teeth, didn't turn her head to look at him.

She was silent for a while, and then o￣ヘ￣o# said:

"I'm not as good as you, but that doesn't mean how good you are."

Akimi Sakurai seemed to have found some reason to support her to stand up again, and her face began to look relaxed:

"Because you can beat me, not because you are good, but because I am a real dish."

Ryunosuke shook his head amusedly, denying it.

Sakurai Akimi seemed to have grasped some pain point of Ryunosuke, facing him, showing a sly look on her pure and lovely appearance:

"No wonder, you still like to play with me when I'm so good.

It turns out that you have been abused too much by others, and you want to regain your confidence in me, right? "

As she spoke, she stretched out her index finger and poked Ryunosuke's chest lightly, in order to enhance the persuasiveness and momentum of her words.

Ryunosuke shook his head again, denying it again.

Sakurai Akimi put her hands behind her back and said to him with a smile:

"￣￣Hmph, don't be embarrassed, I don't blame you."

Ryunosuke shrugged: "I don't want to hit you."

"I don't want to expose your behavior either, if you don't agree with it," Sakurai Akimi looked at the game console in front of her,

"It's enough to be in the top [-] of the ranking list, and then I will believe that I am not a food abuser."

Ryunosuke turned sideways, glanced at the leaderboard that would pop up after every sentence of the battle, and remained silent for a while.

"Forget it, Ryunosuke," Sakurai Akimi patted him on the shoulder, "Let's play casually."

Ryunosuke's expression remained unchanged, but he cast his eyes on her face:

"What I mean is, you underestimate me just for being on the list, don't you? At least it has to be in the top three, right?"

"Huh?" Sakurai Akimi was taken aback for a moment, then she put her hands on her stomach and laughed, "Okay, okay, come on then."

There was disbelief in that laugh.

"I don't say anything, I'll use actions and facts to speak."

Ryunosuke is not angry and angry, but expresses humanistic care deeply.

Because he knew that for a genius rookie like Sakurai Akimi, the rankings were another world.

Just like immortals are different.

"Don't stand still, I'll put coins for you." Seeing that Ryunosuke had not moved, Sakurai Akimi looked at herself with pity, and urged Ryunosuke badly.

Ryunosuke looked at the standby screen that exited and displayed the leaderboard, and then said:

"However, having said that, if you tell me to hit me, I will hit me, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?

Just like I was fighting for a moment, I was hit by the aggressive method.

And that's a lot of trouble, it's against my game attitude of leisure and health preservation. "

"Tsk tsk tsk," Sakurai Akimi folded her arms and shook her head, "It turned out to be a bluff."

"Who knows?" Ryunosuke was not afraid of losing face, anyway, he could beat Sakurai Akimi.

"Okay, I don't care about it anymore, let you go." Akimi Sakurai waved her hand generously, "Then let's say one more sentence."

Ryunosuke nodded, bent down and dropped two coins into the machine used by Akimi Sakurai, which was regarded as not owed to each other.

"Seriously, the number one black cat is my friend, we hang out a lot.

Well, I can't say often, but when we play with her occasionally, we are on the same level. "

"Hehe," said Akimi Sakurai, who manipulated the joystick to select characters, "why don't I believe it?"

She comes here almost every day, seven days a week.

It's not that I haven't met the powerful guys in the rankings, but I've never seen Ryunosuke beside these guys.

Besides, he only comes once a week, and sometimes he doesn't come for several weeks. How can he compare to those great gods who are passionate about this way?