A Comfortable Time

Yimo, while returning, casually found a small thatched hut with the three people and took a look.

The ground was raised about half a meter high with wooden stakes, and then there were a few wooden steps. Inside, it was a circular space of about 20 square meters, with common items like a wooden table, cabinets, and tableware.

As for the bedding, it was rather crude. Under the sheets of the wooden bed, besides a thin mattress, there was straw!

There were no electrical appliances in the room; the only light was an oil lamp that required lighting.

Although there was no lighter, a box of matches was provided.

Yimo looked around. While it wasn't great, it was within acceptable limits.

On the other hand, Dieyu's face turned a bit pale when she saw the chamber pot placed in the corner of the wooden house, and she was no longer calm.

Pikachu noticed Dieyu's reaction and finally showed a smile, sarcastically saying, "It's good enough to be alive, why be so fussy!"

"Hahaha, I really don't know what you do out there."

"You don't seem like a rich young lady, but more like those actresses or car models, like a vixen."

Hearing this, Dieyu narrowed her eyes and thought for a moment, "Indeed, I'm an actress and a model, and I'm still in college. Unlike you, sister, who already has her own business and is good at judging people, I'm truly envious."

Although it was a compliment, Yimo always felt a hostile tone in Dieyu's voice.

However, he didn't need to maintain harmony, because a timid but warm-hearted Naughty Cat was trying to mediate between the two.

It was just a pity that Pikachu also mocked her as a "goody-two-shoes" and a "green tea bitch," making Naughty Cat feel wronged. In the end, Dieyu comforted her.

There was nothing else to see in the thatched hut, so Yimo took the three back to the starting point.

Of course, the big sun was hanging overhead now, and it was incredibly hot.

Yimo estimated that this game was taking place in autumn, around September. Although it was hot, the air wasn't as humid, so he moved a stool and sat down under the big tree.

Dieyu followed closely behind. Naughty Cat seemed to want to reconcile with Pikachu and offered to help carry Pikachu's stool.

"With your small frame, if you fall and get hurt, I don't have money to pay for your medical treatment, and people will blame me!"

Although Pikachu's words were harsh, her heart was surprisingly kind. Not only did she refuse Naughty Cat's help, but she picked up two stools herself and swaggered towards the tree.

The four of them sat in a circle under the banyan tree. Dieyu sat closer to Yimo, her hands on her forehead, seemingly looking into the distance, giving a feeling of an outing.

Naughty Cat sat next to Dieyu.

Pikachu, on the other hand, disliked being crowded and pulled away some distance.

No one spoke, and they quietly enjoyed this brief, peaceful moment.

After about 15 minutes, Pikachu couldn't stand the quiet and harmonious atmosphere anymore. She moved her stool back and sat opposite Yimo, frowning, "Hey, this is a death game. The three of you sitting here, it's like a family of three."

"It makes me so angry!"

Dieyu chuckled, covering her mouth. Naughty Cat poked her head out and said, "Actually... it's quite nice... How about you be the mother?"

"Pfft!" Pikachu spat to the side, unable to stand it, and said, "Are you really that naive, or are you pretending, big sister!"

"Even though you're small, don't tell me you're still a minor!"

"You don't look like it!"

Naughty Cat said shyly, "I just graduated from college a year ago and work as a clerk in a company. People always say I look like a child..."

"I don't want to..."

"Stop, stop, that's enough!" Pikachu interrupted Naughty Cat. With her 200-pound weight and wrestler-like build, she couldn't take this lightly, but instead of lashing out, she turned to Yimo and asked, "Siba Jungler, are you really a Hunter!"

"Although I'm not good at it, I've played Werewolf. It's not just what others say it is, I understand."

"Also, can you tell who looks like a wolf?"

Yimo said confidently, "Of course it's the Hunter, what else could it be."

"A wolf? It's too early to talk about that now."

"The game has just begun, and there's too little information.

"And this is a game where people can die, so I don't want to jump to conclusions too early."

"By the way, what's your identity?"

Pikachu nodded, "You're kind, but kindness is useless in this kind of game. I've played two games before, and everyone was more cunning than the last."

She then pointed at Naughty Cat and said, "Someone who looks like this is the most dangerous! Their heart might be very dark!"

"Mmm..." Naughty Cat looked wronged.

Pikachu, with her straightforward personality, looked at Naughty Cat's expression, crossed her arms, and shivered. She stopped looking at her and said to Yimo, "Little brother, I can only say that I got a good guy card, and that's absolutely true!"

"But as for the specific identity," she glanced at Dieyu and Naughty Cat, "I can't say. I can tell you secretly later."

"I suspect one of you two girls is definitely a wolf!"

After speaking, she counted on her fingers, "Look, there are 12 of us, 4 girls. Even by probability, there must be at least one wolf!"

"That particularly gloomy little girl, she doesn't look like a wolf to me."

"Sigh, I don't know why, but I just don't feel like it!"

"So, one of you two must be a wolf!" Pikachu frowned, looking very serious.

Dieyu and Naughty Cat naturally denied everything.

Pikachu shook her head, sighed, and then said, "Hey, let me say something first."

"I'm straightforward, and my mouth is a bit harsh, but that's because I really see how pretty you all are, and it's just annoying to look at you, it really bothers me!"

"We're in the same group, and we're all girls, so it's fate. Don't eliminate me first, let me live a few more days, and we can fight it out in the finals!"

Dieyu smiled, not addressing that, but instead said with a sly smile, "Sister Pikachu, you can use your points to make yourself look better."

"It wasn't possible before, but it is now."

Pikachu clapped her hands and said, "I've thought about it too, but it's not realistic!"

"But changing reality requires too many points, how many games would I have to play?"

"It would be better to just go to a plastic surgery clinic, but anyway, with my current condition, I probably wouldn't have any hope even with surgery."

"And besides, I can't stand delicate girls like you. I prefer the flesh on my arms, it makes me feel secure."

"In the last game, I took down 4 strong men by myself, hahaha..."

Pikachu started laughing at her own words, even feeling a little embarrassed.

Yimo listened to the three girls chatting beside them, feeling like this was the first time experiencing something like this.

They didn't have any intention of joining in, but instead suddenly felt a sense of peace, wanting to take a short nap in such comfortable shade.

But... they couldn't sleep after all.

The first and second groups were returning one after another.