Little Thoughts

By the time Yimo finished chatting with everyone, it was already 5 PM.

They also had a preliminary judgment.

On the first day of the game, players couldn't vote anyone out, and the werewolves could only act at night to kill.

Yimo didn't want others to think they were too powerful, so they gathered everyone and suggested having a bonfire party.

It was probably the first time anyone had encountered such a peculiar suggestion in a death game.

But surprisingly, perhaps because Yimo was good at winning people over, it actually happened.

Even the Ferryman, who had been at odds with Yimo, rubbed his nose and nodded in agreement, saying, "In a company, it's also very necessary to appropriately foster a harmonious atmosphere among team members and hold regular activities."

Not to mention the other girls besides the Ordinary Girl Village Chief, they all stood with Yimo, along with the sycophantic Supreme One, Boss Qian who vouched for Yimo's identity, the oldest Old Du Liu, the True Martial Emperor who firmly believed Yimo, and Cthulhu who listened to whatever anyone said.

The food wasn't great, and there was no alcohol. Eating flatbread with steamed buns was even more absurd.

But surprisingly, for a brief moment, they seemed to forget it was a death game, and that they would soon be fighting to the death.

Old Du Liu stood by the bonfire and cupped his hands to everyone: "Haha, you are all much younger than this old man, but here, we all treat each other as peers."

"I run a martial arts school outside and am the sect leader of a certain style of Tai Chi. Today, I'll make a fool of myself and perform the Lightning Five Consecutive Strikes."

"Heh... hehehehe!"

Without further ado, he just did it, making everyone burst into laughter.

Pikachu clutched its stomach and laughed heartily: "Hahaha, old man, your performance really looks like you've got some skills, but it doesn't have that fun feeling like Master Ma's!"

Old Du Liu cupped his hands and smiled upon hearing this: "Haha... this old man's skills have some foundation, they're naturally formed."

The True Martial Emperor immediately walked over and said: "Oh, Sect Leader Du, you truly have skill. I learned martial arts from a master for a few years when I was young, I can tell."

"At your age, you're still joking around with us, which truly impresses me." As the True Martial Emperor spoke, he insisted on performing a special skill.

What special skill?

As a gold-medal moving master, the True Martial Emperor wanted to perform lifting a large cauldron.

But upon looking, he saw there wasn't anything too heavy, so he awkwardly walked over to Pikachu and said: "Sister, how about you let me lift you?"

Pikachu, weighing over 200 pounds, was the heaviest person present. Upon hearing this, they immediately became unhappy: "Brother, do you want to die?"

This put the True Martial Emperor in a difficult position. Finally, unable to resist the jeers from the crowd, he gritted his teeth and really reached out to lift Pikachu.

"Roar!"

"Aiya aiya! Brother, slow down!!!"

Although the True Martial Emperor was broad and strong, his opponent's weight was significant. He couldn't lift Pikachu at first, and his face turned red.

But surprisingly, his strength was incredible. Like a weightlifter, he took three deep breaths, let out a roar, and finally managed to lift them.

The surrounding people applauded enthusiastically.

The True Martial Emperor's head got hot, and he was no longer shy. Instead, Pikachu blushed and patted the True Martial Emperor's back with hands like bear paws, saying, "Alright, alright, you lifted me, that's what matters!"

"I think you should quit being a moving master. If we make it out alive, come to my restaurant and help me buy and carry groceries."

The True Martial Emperor gently put Pikachu down and scratched his head: "Oh, if your salary was higher, and we happened to be in the same city, that could work too, hahaha... the food at a restaurant should be good..."

After their performances, the two of them actually started chatting.

It was quite lively at the moment, but the only one out of place was Conan.

He couldn't understand it.

How could they be having so much fun in a death game?

He was still thinking about how to win the game. Seeing the Ordinary Girl Village Chief, who was not very sociable and was staying by herself under a big tree, he decided to try and win them over to deal with Yimo together.

"Sister, you and I are both excluded from the others, and our situation is the most dangerous."

"Let's cooperate, find out who the wolf is, and clear the game together, how about it?"

Conan believed his words were flawless.

However, the Ordinary Girl Village Chief, with a gloomy, calculating expression, looked up and glanced at him, saying: "You are the one excluded from others, don't drag me into it."

"As for me, I exclude everyone else. I don't want to integrate, so don't come here trying to get close, it's truly disgusting!"

"Tch! Who's your sister? You conceited dead bookworm!"

Uh...

However, in a way, the Ordinary Girl Village Chief was not ordinary at all, and was quite sharp-tongued. She ridiculed Conan, leaving him completely dumbfounded.

After leaving dejectedly, he tried to secretly continue to sow discord among others.

The Ordinary Girl Village Chief was indeed a tough nut to crack.

Let alone Conan, even Yimo didn't have a good solution for her yet and could only secretly pray she wasn't the wolf!

As for Yimo at this moment?

They bragged to a few people, saying that when they were at home, they played games and were nicknamed the "Tyrant of Zaun," acting very imposing, and they talked a lot.

Seeing that the time was right and others were getting impatient, someone found an opportunity and approached Naughty Cat.

At this moment, Naughty Cat was sitting with Dieyu, chatting in hushed tones.

Dieyu saw Yimo approaching, made eye contact, then covered her mouth and chuckled. She patted Naughty Cat's shoulder and walked away proactively.

At the same time, her lips moved slightly, conveying something like: "Heh heh, seize the opportunity."

Yimo shook his head helplessly but didn't intend to explain anything.

He sat down in the spot where Dieyu had been sitting.

Naughty Cat, seeing Yimo sit next to her, blushed and whispered, "Brother Siba Jungler, thank you for your suggestion. I had a really happy time tonight."

Yimo exchanged pleasantries, but he had an ulterior motive. He wanted to probe and see if Naughty Cat was his girlfriend, so he directly asked, "By the way, Naughty Cat is so cute, do you have a boyfriend?"

Upon hearing this, Naughty Cat turned to look at Yimo and blinked. She understood what he meant, and her face turned even redder. She quickly waved her hands and said, "Huh? ...Ah, ah, ah?!"

"No... no, no, no... I'm very timid outside and rarely talk. I don't attract boys' attention."

After saying that, she even mustered up her courage, took a few deep breaths, and then lowered her head shyly, saying, "Besides, I also used some points to make myself a little prettier..."

"I'm still very ordinary outside..."

"Um, I'm also older than you..."

"No... this... that... I don't have confidence..."

"Sorry!!!"

Naughty Cat had graduated from university and had been working for a year. With Dieyu's sudden departure and Yimo's abrupt question, she naturally assumed he was confessing.

Feeling a bit insecure, her mind raced, and she directly rejected him.

Wait, it seemed she hadn't rejected him yet, she had merely politely declined.

After speaking, she felt she might have been too presumptuous and quickly added, "Right, right, right...!"

"Please don't misunderstand, I just... I just..."

"I'm just insecure, and besides, I don't know when I might die..."

"Am I overthinking this?"

"Sorry, sorry! Brother Siba Jungler, you're truly a good person!"

"Please forgive me!"

Yimo watched Naughty Cat ramble on. Her little floral dress suited her well, giving her the appearance of a shy, girl-next-door. He didn't say much more, just ruffled her hair and said, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."

It was very natural, without any pretense.

"Mmm..." Naughty Cat spoke, lowering her head, her face flushed, unable to say anything for a long time.

After all, when cats are petted, they are either very excited or very obedient.

Naughty Cat clearly belonged to the latter.

After a while, she finally managed to say, "En, thank you."

She kept her head down, too embarrassed to look at Yimo.

And Yimo?

He waved his hand and said, "It's been a long day, I'm a bit tired. I'm going to the restroom and then to bed."

"Haha, girls, you might find the chamber pot inconvenient at night, so I suggest you go before heading back to your rooms..."

"You should also get some rest early."

Naughty Cat's face flushed. How could he say something like that!

But when she looked up, Yimo had already left.

Instead, she felt as though her relationship with Yimo had become closer. It seemed not bad to talk about things she normally wouldn't discuss with others.

Then, she hugged her knees, looking somewhat troubled at the flickering bonfire, sighed, and fell into a daze.

And Yimo?

After using the restroom as an excuse to leave, he let out a sigh of relief in a secluded spot, muttering, "The card hasn't been unlocked yet, but she hasn't admitted anything, so I can't confirm if she is..."

"In any case, she shouldn't try to kill me tonight now, right?"

"At least, she won't."

Yimo believed that Naughty Cat was a werewolf!

He still felt uneasy.

However, at that very moment, he suddenly saw Dieyu coming out of the restroom.

This situation was actually a bit awkward.

But Dieyu's expression changed quickly. She turned her head, smiling, and walked lightly to Yimo's side. She leaned forward, looking at him, stood on her tiptoes, and patted his shoulder, asking, "Greedy Mr. Siba, how did the conquest go?"

Yimo spread his hands, shaking his head helplessly, and said, "We were just chatting. I wanted to understand other people's situations better. Don't misunderstand."

Dieyu's eyes twinkled slyly as she looked at him, nodding as if she understood, "Oh, oh, oh, so I'll just assume that Mr. Siba plans to conquer my best friend first for my sake~"

Yimo said indifferently, "Say whatever you want, hahaha... I'm tired too. I'm going to the restroom and then to bed."

"You should get some rest too..."

Dieyu nodded. "That's true. You were quite busy today, so I won't disturb you any longer."

Just as Dieyu was about to leave, Yimo called out to her after a moment's thought.

"Oh? Mr. Siba, are you reluctant to see me go?"

Yimo didn't say much more, directly tossing something over. "It's cigarette-shaped candy. It has a calming effect. Eat some if you can't sleep at night."

"Of course, you can keep it as a memento too~"

After saying that, Yimo went into the restroom.

What could she say?

Tease them and then run away, how exciting!

Instead, Dieyu looked at the cigarette case in her hand, slightly stunned, before finally smiling and shaking her head. "What an interesting person. It's a bit of a shame..."

With that, she left.

After Dieyu left, Yimo emerged from the restroom and stealthily looked around.

Since there were no streetlights and it was pitch black, with no one nearby, Yimo secretly headed towards the back mountain.

Yimo had other plans!