Chapter 848 – A Terrible Price

Whoops, that bastard.

I felt a deep pang when I saw the grinning intangible from below.
I called the kids and asked them to come together, but I thought they would be quick.

Seeing the girls already gathered in front of me with expressions asking, “What is this?” Made me salivate.

Ashita. Clarir. Nelf. L. Second class. Rald. Ixia. Liet. Flaon. Mirmi. Diamond. Reus. Lena… It’s hard to count them all.

Anyway, except for the instructors, it can be said that almost everyone I know at this school has come.
Even now, intangibles are gathering my acquaintances here and there, and the number is increasing.

This bastard.
I politely asked them to collect them in moderation, but spread rumors in the neighborhood…?

I even called not only people I knew to some extent, but also people I didn’t know at all.

“I brought people as instructed. Instructor.”
“Fuck…”

Laughing intangible.
In fact, the only thing I had to do was…

“What, what are you doing, Drett…?!”

Mayyal asked with her astonished eyes.
Why do you say This is because right now I am floating in the air with my arms outstretched to a wooden plank.

Beneath me was a mysterious object in the shape of a huge heart.

“…That. You’re paying the price of restrictions.”
“My, restrictions?”

If it was just a price, they wouldn’t understand it, so I explained it as a side effect of the skill.

In fact, I still don’t know what the exact cost is.
Disgrace will bring me before people.
And I demanded that I do not move until this price is over.
The rules will be explained then.

That moment.

〈 How are you? Everyone.〉

A grotesque voice resounded like a mechanical sound.
An unidentified mechanical sound gradually spreads among the panicked people.
The mechanical sound was coming from a heart-shaped instrument.

〈 I am the person in charge of this restriction. It would be easier if you think of it as a kind of spirit.〉

…Who is he really?
[It is a system.]

Did that bastard take the medicine…?
Ignoring my thoughts, the system continued talking.

〈 Due to the great power of the last fight, Master Dre was restricted, so this time we are holding this event to lift the restriction.〉

The faces of some people were colored with regret.
As I was feeling proud of him, the system blurted out.

〈 The price of constraints, Dre will feel the pain.〉

Suffering?
I was puzzled, but people turned pale.

“That’s… I can’t believe I’m going to torture my brother!”
“Speaking nonsense…!

Gold and Layette are furious.
Torture…?
There’s nothing I can’t do, but will the system tell me to do something light like that…?

[After. You’re free. Kid.]
An angry voice of disgrace.

Of course, I have to just relax.
I laughed out loud

Shame had told me I wouldn’t have to pay the same price as the last time.
In other words, there is absolutely no reason to buy that shitty homo misunderstanding.

Then I am invincible.
Torture is better than misunderstanding.
[Joy. The system isn’t an idiot, and I’ve seen you all this time, don’t you see that the torture that gives you normal pain is useless.]

What, then, is it a special torture?
I tell you, nothing torture will make me suffer.

Even if it’s not standard torture, it’s an ego-stimulating thing.
I am confident that I will be willing to hit my daughter or poop in front of these people.
[Where did human dignity go…?]
The voice of the Black Fever Dragon.
There was no such thing in the first place.
Actually, I don’t want to do that either, but since I don’t think it’s about making someone fall in love with me, it felt like an advantage no matter what I did.

That moment. The disgrace smirked.

[Whoop whoop whoop…]
…What are you splitting up?
I felt insecure.

Discredit.
This dog said he decided to decide with the system.
This guy can’t do anything normal…
…
Come on, no way!
You crazy peep pervert god!
[Why are you cursing?]
Braided.
[Why are you cursing?]
You!! I’m going to have sex in front of other kids now!!
To raise the jealousy of other kids like that!!
[Oh, oh! There was such a way!]

Malamala clapped his hands to see if he understood.
But the embarrassment shook his head.

[Can it be? It’s no fun if it’s serious. I always want a love comedy that makes my heart tickle.]
[What God said…Is it right…?]

I could feel Mala Mala, who had been through the filthy humanity of God, tilt her head as if wondering.

[What. It’s better to see for yourself than to explain. It seems that public opinion is not good.]
Follow the words of delusion. The faces of my acquaintances were stern.

Even the intangibles who had been dragging people around had an expression saying, “I don’t think this is a bit…”
I guess I didn’t know it was torture.
No, probably not torture.

Anyway, special torture…?
I’m looking forward to it.

That time when I raised the corner of my mouth and laughed at the embarrassment, telling me to try something.

“There’s nothing more to see.”

Jiying.

A photosphere floated around the impatient El.

“If you don’t know what it is, put the dre down.”

Before the light bulb is fired.

Flutter.

The foot of the tree hanging from me.
The ropes of the tent, which had been attached to each other, were released, and the tent went down, Pararak, according to gravity.
And the letter seemed to flash with a cheap light, and the system recited the letter.

[Blitz!! Reveal Yeodre’s crush ranking!!]

…?

Crush… Rank?

“Uh, huh?”

El stopped the light bulb he was about to shoot and was dazed.
The voice of the system echoed as the others stared blankly at each other.

〈 The rules are simple.〉

Everyone listened to the system.
The system explained the rules.

〈 Everyone, approach the heart-shaped magic tool in front of you and rank yourself. In other words, in Dre-sama’s opinion, what rank is she to him? You can infer that. For reference, only Elyunar people are included.〉

God and the children of the original world are not included…?
No, but… Is this the price…?
…Such a terrible…?!

Ignoring my anxiety, the system muttered.

〈You can tell others what rank they are, not your own rank.〉

〈 hem. In case of failure, the failed party will never have a chance to announce the ranking again.〉

When 〈 succeeds in matching the ranks a total of 8 times, Dre-nim’s restriction is lifted〉

〈If you do not complete 8 reps within twenty minutes, it will be considered a failure and start over.〉

〈If you’re not making too much progress, I’ll give you hints in between, but instead, in exchange for hints, Dre will pick a random person and tell you what he thinks of someone he sees.〉

Why?
It’s my acquaintances who couldn’t guess, so why should I be punished?

〈 I believe in your reasoning skills!!〉

…
…?
What the hell
Are you really going to do crazy things like my affinity ranking…?
…
Whoops. Damn you stupid bastard.
[?]
It’s a likability ranking game where you guess who I think is the number one in me…?
How many people want to know that, in this place…!

“I’ll do it first!”
“!? Little brother?”

Unexpectedly, the first to step forward was my dear and beloved Au Gold.

With a very confident face, he approached the heart-shaped magic tool from which the voice of the system cheating because it was a spirit came out, and he said confidently.

“We’re brothers…! We don’t mix blood, but we depend on and care for each other more than anything else in the world.”
〈 Please stop the introduction and tell us your ranking.〉
“Whoops. Spirit. This body is definitely number one for my older brother!!”

The face of the world.
The moment I said those words, the air around me turned cold.
A face that says what are you?
In particular, El and Isata made blatantly malevolent faces…

Piyung!!

Suddenly there was a sound like fireworks going off.
And with Ryunar, a clear X-shaped mark was drawn.

〈 belt. Incorrect answer.〉
“What, what?!”

Gold staggered with a face of sincere incomprehension.

“I-I’m not number one…?! Hyung-nim…!!”
“Looking at it that way, what am I supposed to do…?”

I don’t even know what the ranking is in my heart.
While Gold was intimidated and walked away, this time Mirmi walked away giggling.

It is a very unexpected line.
Why did that bitch come out…?
You are out of my mind

“Funny. Are these all shows? Do you want to stand out like that?”
“Are you going to die?”
“Yeah~ I hate it~”

Mirmi, who had strangely grown warmer since the last time she flirted with me, pondered a bit before saying,

“I’m… No. 9?”

Oh oh.
Cheers rang out from the surroundings, as if it was justified.

…?
Did you guys taste the hair…?

Of course, 〈 is the wrong answer. 〉 is embroidered with an X.

“Ah. Kabi. I’ll make it to 11th place.”

So why are you so confident…?

“Whoops.”

What is this pretty laugh…?
My daughter, Lena, whom I haven’t seen blushing lately!
She, who had been depressed enough to vomit over the death of the spirits, was walking toward the tool with a smile on her face for the first time in a long time.

“Don’t worry sir! We’ll release it soon!”
“Le, Lena…!”

After all, I only have a daughter.
And Lena thought for a while before speaking with a shy face.

“That’s… Um, 3… 3rd…?
〈 It’s a waste. Incorrect answer.〉
“Ah, ah…!”

Lena looked at me with a face that was thrilled, not disappointed.

“It’s such a waste… Then I… 1st place…?!”
“Uh…”

It’s true that I love Lena very much, but it’s kind of hard to say with confidence that she’s number one… Well…

Just then, a girl walked out proudly.

“Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!”

A blond-haired girl with curly hair who spreads fucking laughter as if she wasn’t embarrassed.

Flaon Christian.

Hmm.
I do like Flareon, the naughty, sadistic girl, quite a bit.
Maybe around 7th.

“I’ll tell you the ranking of Miss Lena Artez, not me.”
〈 Welcome.〉

You’re going to tell someone else’s ranking?
There was admiration in people’s eyes.
The previous system heard Lena’s ranking and expressed it as ‘a waste’.
In other words, if you tell the ranking nearby, there is a high probability that the answer is correct…!

“Lena Artez is number one.”
〈 Incorrect answer.〉

Lena staggered back to her shocked face, then sat down, and Flaon covered her mouth with her fan, making her oh… Surprised face.

Lena looked at me with her world-lost-looking face.

“Sir, are you a teacher?!”

Don’t look at me like that
I’m out of my mind right now…

〈Here’s a hint for those of you who are deluded.〉
〈There are quite a few ‘joint ranks’ in Dre’s ranking.〉

Joint ranking…?

〈 For example, two people can be in third place at the same time.〉

People who nodded their heads as if they understood.

No these people
Isn’t this situation strange…?
I’m accepting it casually…?

It feels very unrealistic to see everyone wrapping their heads and contemplating.

At that time.

〈I gave you a hint, let me tell you Dre’s secret.〉
〈 This is about Flaon, who just mentioned the ranking.〉

“Oh.”

Plane, who laughed that it was interesting, and me, who was anxious.
What.
What is that bastard trying to say…?

〈 Mr. Dre actually gets the urge to step on Mr. Flaon’s feet, although only occasionally.〉
〈Dre has a lot of S, but he also has a little M.〉

“…”
“Oh my goodness.”

Flaon giggled and silence spread.
All real? Looking at me with a smile on my face, my face turned red.

“Oh, where did you frame me!!!”
〈This spirit reads the mind of the contractor, Mr. Dre, and swears that he only told the truth.〉

“The spirit’s oath…!”
“Well, then it’s true…”

Gold and Ixia murmured.
This, what the fuck…!
It’s not that bastard spirit…!
But I couldn’t bring it up.
In my heart For malachia and disgrace were weighing me down.

Originally, this kind of action was impossible, but it seems that it is possible only now…!
Leave this one!

That moment.
Clarir approached the magic tool before I knew it.
She looked at the magic tool with shaky eyes, then closed her eyes and said.

“I’m… 5, 5th…?”
“Heng.”

Is this ridicule Ashita’s voice?
The moment I thought so.

Papa papa papa!!

〈 is the correct answer!!!〉
〈 Now there are 7 episodes left!! 〉

“…Ah…!’

Claire’s face lit up with joy.
On the contrary, my face was filled with despair.

“Uhhhhh-!!!”

The answer comes out
The moment when Clarir shyly lowered her face to say she saw me with a face full of joy. Only then did shame set my whole body on fire.

Stop that!
Stop!

I’d rather be tortured!
[This is torture.]

The disgrace giggled.

[Torture in the name of love.]