How to Make an Idiot Listen to You

"What if you come to peek!"

"Don't worry, as your adjutant, I will protect you, Lady Bianka... Besides, I don't think the guardian spirit is that kind of ghost, is it?"

"Of course not—I am a gentleman."

"Um... really?"

Bianka seemed to be wavering.

After all, having known Liu Bai for these past few days, I've found that he's definitely not the kind of person who's vulgar... Besides, ghosts and such wouldn't do anything too vulgar.

However, it wasn't that I didn't trust Liu Bai, but rather...

Bianka felt a strange sense of shame.

"Of course it's true—though it's no use me saying that now."

"?"

What does it mean to say that things have come to this point?

Bianka looked confused for a moment, and then a gust of wind came from behind Bianka.

"Gotcha!"

"Shakespeare!?"

Shakespeare restrained Bianka from behind.

"Hmm~ It seems our A-rank Valkyrie has underestimated her opponent a bit." Shakespeare grinned mischievously.

"Let me go! You red dwarf!"

"Hey! Red dwarf, right? Miss Rita, I'm counting on you for the rest."

"Huh? Rita?"

Rita, dressed in a sleeveless waitress outfit, gave Bianka an apologetic smile.

"I apologize, Lady Bianka, please forgive me."

"Rita—!"

"So, you Bianka, I'm the only 'safe and harmless' one here~"

Liu Bai watched with a smile as Bianka was dragged into the changing room.

"So, it really is beautiful."

"Is that so..." Faced with Liu Bai's praise, Bianka blushed a little, feeling her stomach cool and embarrassed. "I don't really feel used to it."

Wearing light summer clothes, Bianka finally began to resemble the future S-Rank Valkyrie Durandal.

"I think Rita's outfit suits her better."

"After all, with Rita's figure, both maid outfits and waitress outfits would be against the rules!"

"I'll just take that as a compliment," Rita said, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"... Do you still have summer clothes?"

Schrödinger had just arrived and had removed his mask, stared at the blushing Bianka and the smiling Rita for a while before asking his captain a question.

"Can't you regulate the temperature yourself?"

"Just a little bit of resentment... about the Alliance Leader's praise and stuff."

Schrödinger muttered to himself. Although he couldn't hear exactly what Liu Bai said, judging from Bianka's expression, Schrödinger knew that Liu Bai was definitely praising Bianka.

"The Alliance Leader really has a knack for being popular with girls."

"Hooray! Schrödinger, my dear crew member, this is jealousy!"

Shakespeare chuckled and then began to sing.

"Oh~ let me tell you a story."

"Captain, you should probably skip your long and tedious story—it's unlikely to end well anyway."

"What a shameful prejudice... But it's alright, it's a well-known story—the Golden Apple of Greece~"

It seems Shakespeare is determined to continue telling this story.

However, the golden apple... to be honest, did pique Schrödinger's interest somewhat.

"According to legend, one day in the 13th century BC, on Mount Ida outside Troy, Hera, the queen of the gods, Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, Aphrodite, the goddess of love, handed a golden apple inscribed with the words 'For the fairest of them all' to Prince Paris."

'Handsome Prince Liu Bai Paris, please tell us, who is worthy of this enormous, magnificent, and priceless golden apple?'

Liu Bai twitched the corner of his mouth; he sensed something ominous.

However, Shakespeare's story continues.

"I am Hera Schrödinger. If you give me the golden apple, I guarantee you will become the richest man in the world."

Shakespeare seemed to be playing three roles all by himself—he completely treated this place as a stage.

"Lord Paris, I am Aphrodite Rossweisse. If you give me the golden apple, I will bless you and your lover to never be separated for all eternity."

Immediately, Shakespeare's tone changed again.

"Hmph~ You dazed fool, just give me the Golden Apple, Athena Atagina! I will teach you the most advanced weapons and combat techniques, making you an invincible hero!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Shakespeare successfully completed the task of playing three different roles.

"... I feel like you're insulting me." Schrödinger stared at Shakespeare expressionlessly. "Why am I Hera, the one known for her jealousy? And the things I sent out don't seem right either."

The other two... are mostly reasonable, and Rita's alluring aura does indeed have the feel of Cupid.

While Bianka may lack intelligence, her combat skills are undeniable.

But what does she have to do with Hera or wealth?

"Oh, because the original role was Captain Hera—it's too much trouble to change the script, so I just went for it. After all, Hera is still the Queen of the Gods."

Shakespeare said with a smile.

This explanation made Schrödinger's expression much better.

"Look, those two over there have absolutely no objections, don't they?"

"It's just that there's so much to say... I don't know where to begin." Bianka looked speechless.

She sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.

And Rita... smiled.

Rita kept smiling as she looked into the air.

"Anyway, don't worry about the details~"

With a flick of his wrist, Shakespeare produced a large, bright red apple in Shakespeare hand.

"Although there wasn't time to paint it a golden apple, its appearance might be almost identical to the legendary golden apple~ Prince Liu Bai Paris, please give this apple to your favorite 'goddess'~"

Shakespeare placed the apple steadily on the table beside him, then turned and left without any hesitation.

"Captain, Miss Bianka is inside..."

"This isn't a place for us to fight alone with our swords~"

Shakespeare grabbed Little You and took her away, leaving only three women and one man (ghosts) in the room staring blankly at the apple in front of them.

"That Shakespeare guy..."

A man-made hellscape, huh?! Shakespeare, you bastard! I'll remember you!

Wait a minute... no, wait a minute.

Liu Bai suddenly recovered.

My relationship with Rita and Bianka hasn't developed to that point yet, has it?

Rita's compatibility: 101%

[Bianka compatibility: 81%]

Is this what compatibility is...? Rita's compatibility was lower Bianka's before, but now it's 20% Bianka.

Even his compatibility with Rita in the real world is only 90%... Although, upon closer reflection, he has only spent about a week with the real Rita, while he has been here for almost half a month.

This must be what they call compatibility... No wonder she's the initial host chosen by the system, it's quite surprising how well they get along—especially Rita, who's still so young.

Although she's 16 now—no, after her birthday, Rita is already 17—in short, 17-year-old Rita and 22-year-old Rita already have a 90% resemblance in temperament.

Ultimately, it's about temperament; some life experience isn't quite there yet... The compatibility basically increased on my birthday.

Why do I sound like I'm the one deceiving a minor this time...?

Liu Bai shook his head, confirming the compatibility once again...

Hmm, thinking about it carefully, Bianka's 81% compatibility is okay, after all, Bianka is naturally a bit ditzy, but isn't Rita's 101% compatibility a bit dangerous?

Even though half a month had passed, Liu Bai inexplicably remembered that night at the hotel before the simulation—it wasn't even the night he reached base, why remember it so clearly!

But then again, given the current situation, I shouldn't have to worry about a chaotic scene unfolding...

After all, Bianka is naturally a bit of a ditz.

Schrödinger was very sensible.

Rita... well, Rita should be fine too.

...perhaps

Rita: Smile

Schrödinger: A Smile

This is a huge problem!

Looking at the two girls exchanging smiles, Liu Bai felt an overwhelming urge to throw Shakespeare, the guy who had stirred up this mess, into the sea to feed the sharks.

Bianka was surprisingly easy to take care of at this time.

"That red-haired dwarf is really inexplicable."

Bianka, completely oblivious to the atmosphere, took out a knife from her handbag.

"This apple is so big, everyone gets a share, how about we just split it equally?"

"I think it's a good idea," Liu Bai immediately agreed.

My benefactor!

"... Since Lady Bianka has said so, I have no objection."

"... I second that. That guy was especially annoying today."

"Seriously, does that guy think he can watch a good show with just an apple? What a stupid story... I have absolutely no interest."

While complaining, Bianka decisively cut the apple into three equal parts.

The two girls, who were smiling at each other, silently looked away after hearing this.

Call...

Liu Bai breathed a sigh of relief; for the first time, he felt that not being able to read the atmosphere was an advantage.

"But speaking of which, Rita, who did the protagonist in the original story ultimately give the golden apple to?" Bianka asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Hmm... I remember it was Aphrodite, the goddess of love."

Rita took the apple from Bianka and answered softly, while glancing at Schrödinger with a smile.

She played Cupid in that scene just now.

"Thank you." Schrödinger took the apple, then looked at Rita. "But the gift of love sparked the Trojan War—ultimately, it did not bring Paris happiness."

Ah... why does the smell of gunpowder seem even stronger now?

Chapter Ninety-Nine: How to Get Idiots to Listen to You

"Miss Schrödinger, do you really think that choosing Hera will bring Prince Paris happiness?" Rita's smile remained unchanged.