In the game room, Asho and Diya were engaged in an intense battle.

“Reverse wave, hazy, light attack, floating boat, heavy attack, double dragon slash, crouching heavy attack, little night rain…”

The wandering sword saint used a set of high-difficulty miraculous combos, suppressing the time witch in the corner of the screen, leaving her unable to resist.

Just as it seemed that the combo would defeat this archenemy, Asho excitedly executed the wandering sword saint’s super ultimate miracle, “Eternal Day and Night Transformation,” intending to end this battle with a perfect flourish!

However, the slight pause caused by executing the super ultimate miracle was keenly captured by Diya.

She decisively executed an evasive miracle, “Recollection of Water-like Years,” dodging the wandering sword saint’s super ultimate attack, and then used the throwing technique miracle, “Zero Hour Echo,” to turn the tables and suppress the wandering sword saint at the edge of the screen.

The situation was completely reversed. Although the time witch was left with only a sliver of health, her talent was “all miraculous attacks will cause the enemy’s time to pause and increase by 5 frames,” so as long as her combo rhythm was perfect, she could render the opponent completely defenseless, unable to escape.

Asho was hit by Diya several times, and once she landed a hit, he could basically let go of the controller and watch the wandering sword saint be beaten to death by the time witch’s infinite combo.

In contrast, the wandering sword saint’s talent was “at the beginning of the battle, have four times the attack power, which decreases over time,” so if he couldn’t seize the opportunity to take out the enemy at the beginning, he basically had no chance later on.

Watching the wandering sword saint unable to move, Asho was anxious.

If he were to be beaten as usual in this round, it would be fine, but this time the time witch was left with only a sliver of health, and Asho was just one step away from avenging himself. It was like a download progress bar reaching 99.9%, and he couldn’t accept defeat here!

Asho looked around the game room with a fierce look in his eyes. There was no one else except him and Lis. Harvey and Igura were not interested in watching them play games, and Pancake was interested, but Annan seemed to have something arranged for him and had no time to be the game coach for Asho and Lis.

In other words, no matter what he did to Lis, no one saw it, and no one could stop him.

“Lis, you forced me to do this.

I didn’t want to use this move in the first place.

But now, it’s all a mockery of fate.”

Asho kicked Lis’s chair, causing her to fall and then decisively used a miracle to defeat the time witch.

“The game should be played in moderation, and minors can only play for one hour at most. It’s time to take a bath. Let’s end it here for tonight. Goodnight!”

Before Diya could react, Asho had already rushed out of the game room, quickly escaping from the scene of the incident.

Lis rubbed her buttocks, looked at the door crack, and heard the sound of “the outcome is decided” coming from the screen. She put down the controller and pouted, feeling like crying.

She couldn’t hold it in any longer!

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!” Diya rolled on the carpet, feeling so angry that her throat was choked up. “Damn it, damn it, damn it! Don’t try to stop me, I’m going to kill him! I must kill him, even a bronze dragon can’t hold him back!”

After a while, she finally calmed down, stood up with a look of resentment, closed the screen, hit Asho’s controller, and then went to take a shower.

At around 11 o’clock, as her consciousness connected to the virtual realm, Diya entrusted her body to Lis and then descended into the virtual realm with an unhappy expression.

Lis stretched lazily on the bed. Although she was very tired, she didn’t want to sleep.

She was at an age where she was lively and active, and she had a great time being “forced” by the viewers to play hide and seek with Pancake all afternoon. Interestingly, Bokin and Harvey even joined in and played several rounds before leaving.

But Pancake was very good at it. No matter how well Bokin and Harvey hid, Pancake easily found them, and Bokin’s face turned a bit ugly from losing.

Lis wanted to play with her dad, and Asho in the game room readily agreed, but after looking for him for a while, she found that Asho was hiding in the virtual game room and hadn’t moved at all, confidently saying, “This is the most dangerous place, so it’s the safest.”

At that moment, Lis understood that this hypocritical adult was definitely someone who was very good at slacking off.

She heard that adults had to go to work, and her dad was definitely the kind of person who would find a reason to play games openly during work hours.

Although she had a great time, Lis felt like it wasn’t enough. But at this time, there was no one else to play with her, and her sisters had all gone to the virtual realm, so…

…was she free?

Lis jumped up, excitedly clenching her fists, feeling wide awake.

Yes, her sisters were all gone, so she could do whatever she wanted, right?

But what should she do?

Suddenly, Lis looked down at the new bracelet she had received.

There were still 10,000 copper coins inside, and the White Queen, Secret Princess, and Black Butler had spent the whole afternoon discussing how to use this money, but they couldn’t come to a decision.

Buy something… Lis also wanted to buy something!

She turned the bracelet to call up the screen, and as if sensing her thoughts, the first page that appeared in the curtain was the shopping store.

I’ll just see what’s for sale, she thought.

…

…

As soon as Diya entered the virtual realm, she found herself sitting in the back seat of a sports car, with a viewer beside her and a sword girl in the front seat. In a bad mood, she didn’t realize that this seating arrangement would also upset another young girl, who crossed her arms and said, “Can we find a sorcerer projection to fight tonight? It’s best if it’s a guy. I want to vent my frustrations.”

Asho subconsciously wanted to say, “Tell us what bad luck you’ve encountered and let everyone have a good laugh,” but he suddenly remembered that he had promised the witch not to ask about her life, so he swallowed the words of schadenfreude.He is a person who pays great attention to promises, perhaps because his father bought him a game console after he scored top marks in primary school, or perhaps because he saw his dear brother endure the pressure from the head teacher for keeping his promise and ranking in the top ten at a young age.

Asho’s father is not a traditional good father. He lacks ambition and spends his whole life at work. He likes to have a drink at night and doesn’t care for his children. He has been obsessed with forging swords his whole life – he even has a forge in his hometown, and the sound of hammering on Saturday mornings is more piercing than an alarm clock. While other kids may have wet dreams, Asho only dreams of being hit by a hammer. But his brother has it worse – he gets halfway through a wet dream, only to dream of a hammer coming down.

Despite all his flaws, Asho and his brother find it hard to speak ill of their father. Apart from the fact that they could show off with their father’s sword (blunt) and earn some respect from their friends, they respect their father because he respects them.

He would hit them and scold them when necessary, and expect them to fulfill their promises. He wouldn’t spoil them or compromise, and he didn’t seem to have any expectations for Asho and his brother. It wasn’t until they grew up and met all sorts of people that Asho realized not everyone has a father like his.

But compared to his father, his mother is the real oddball, but that’s not relevant now.

Just when Asho wasn’t in the mood to pursue the witch’s bad mood, Sword Girl turned around and asked, “What bad luck have you encountered? Tell us to cheer everyone up.”

Asho would never admit that he had a bad influence on Sword Girl.

Diya seemed to have a lot to say, but apart from herself, the other sisters didn’t care about this kind of thing. Although Sword Girl’s tone was strange, she still obediently poured out her story: “Today, I met a despicable man. In a fair and just duel, he knew he was going to lose, but he used external factors to influence me, causing me to lose in the end. Yet he showed no remorse and left after humiliating me.”

Because it seemed strange to say that she was good at playing games, Diya decided to use the term “duel,” after all, the game they played was “Artificer Duel 14.”

“That’s despicable!” Asho was furious. “There shouldn’t be men in this world who can’t accept defeat! I look down on him!”

“Indeed.” Even Sonia couldn’t help but agree. She didn’t dislike underhanded methods, but with her current social status, she was destined to be “a victim influenced by underhanded methods,” so her butt was firmly planted on the side of “justice”: “A fair and just duel should not be disrupted.”

“Yeah, yeah!” Diya finally found a group to join in cursing, as if she had made a new friend: “That man is really despicable…”

Sonia didn’t really have much desire to get along with the witch, but Diya’s state was like a can of fruit that could be opened with a gentle touch. Her instinct for “network management” prompted Sonia to skillfully agree with Diya – women know best how to please women.

Soon, Diya swept away all her bad impressions of Sonia, and even felt that Sonia understood her better than her sisters, and their values were very much in line.

Values that were just as upright as her own.

As Asho drove the car to chase the celestial cow, Diya adjusted her glasses slightly and had a conversation with her sisters.

White Queen: “Do I really not need to step in for communication and intelligence gathering this time? You were strongly against contacting them last night.”

Diya: “I can’t always rely on you, and it’s just Observer and Sword Girl. I can handle it. Tonight, as usual, I’ll be in charge of the Virtual Realm.”

Black Butler: “You hated Sword Girl last night, but now you’re talking to her as if you have nothing to say. You think you can handle it, but I bet you’ll sell us out in no time… If it weren’t for the new little witch, Princess, you’d undoubtedly be the social idiot among us.”

Redeemed: “Even with the little witch, the Princess is still at the bottom in terms of social skills.”

Diya: “How dare you say that to me, Little Red?”

Black Butler: “Little Red just doesn’t have social skills, not low social skills. It’s like not playing games and being bad at games. These are not the same concept, so she has the right to evaluate you.”

Diya: “White Queen, look at them!”

White Queen: “Since the Princess has this intention, let’s follow her thoughts. After all, we agreed from the beginning: the Princess is responsible for the adventures in the Virtual Realm, I am responsible for negotiation and communication, the Butler is responsible for conspiracies and evil deeds, and the Redeemed is responsible for fighting and killing… Occasionally, it’s fine to take on a different role, but if possible, we should give the work to the corresponding person. After all, we all want to be needed.”

Black Butler: “Speaking of which, I haven’t worked in a long time. So are you really not going to let me take the stage? The bond between Observer and Sword Girl is in a very delicate state. Your attitude, White Queen, is like caressing a baby, and it’s impossible to uncover their veil. Let me do it. I can make a qualitative change in their relationship – maybe for the better, but I’ll try to guide it in a bad direction. Although I can’t do much in the Virtual Realm, our bodies are already very sharp weapons.”

“No, I don’t like it!”

“No, Observer and Sword Girl are important allies for us right now.”

Diya and the White Queen both opposed at the same time.”Sigh, it seems I’m being shelved again today. But I’m not in a hurry,” the Black Butler said. “Since I exist, it means… we need me.”

“I will wait with great anticipation for the day I take the stage.”

Despite some controversy, Diya regained her position as the spokesperson for the exploration of the Virtual Realm.

The White Queen gave her a piece of advice: the focus of exploring the Virtual Realm is no longer just exploration, but to improve one’s status within the exploration team.

Now that she could communicate amicably with Sword Girl, the next step was to deal with the Observer.

The Observer had just echoed her opinion, indicating that although the Observer was a nasty person, their values were actually quite upright, and it should be no problem to get along with them!

“Observer!”

Faster to react than Asho was Sonia, who turned her head to see what this ‘new sister’ wanted to do.

Diya racked her brains over her social skills: it is said that the best way to close the distance with someone is to compliment their appearance.

However, the Observer’s face was a blur, completely indiscernible, and they were dressed in a trench coat, resembling the self-inflicted comedic villain in fairy tale picture books, so…

“Your hands are so beautiful, may I touch them?”

Asho blinked.

Sonia was dumbfounded.

Was she being this straightforward? Isn’t the usual approach to say you’ve applied too much hand cream and offer to share some?