The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

The third piece is Pariston's Lord's piece, and it will be looted along with the others.

“Pariston, where is your territory?” Kuroro asked.

"Right to the north, oh dear, don't say it's my territory. The lord of that land now is Miss Saiki. Speaking of which, what exactly is this young lady's identity? Isn't Saiki Kusuo the young master of the Zoldyck family? Is this some kind of fiancée coming to find her husband? After all, Saiki Kusuo suddenly appeared on the Dark Continent a year and a half ago. It's quite unexpected to hear that name again."

Why does Pariston know about my trip to the Dark Continent? How many people actually know about the Zoldyck family affairs?

Don't be too ambitious, I don't want to marry myself.

Saiki Kusuo is disgusted.

Of course, it's me.

The territory needed to be protected, and everyone's first reaction was to leave Pariston behind.

"I don't want to stay! Those who stayed in my original territory are coming to kill me after they heard the news! I'll go anywhere now, please, my lord! Spare my life!"

It's just getting a chess piece, don't make such a big deal out of it.

However, Pariston's request was reasonable, and Kusuo Saiki began to think about it.

"It's boring to stay here. Although there are games to play, Phinks and Feitan would probably be happy to stay."

Kusuo Saiki has a god-like perspective; he can see how the surrounding territories are laid out.

Pariston clapped: "Your Excellency is wise, but how did Your Excellency know the terrain? Does obtaining the three Lords' Banners grant you access to the maps of the three territories?"

Just think that way, and everyone else should think that way too.

Kuroro, standing nearby, was also pondering, "What is the extent of the mountain range?"

"So this mountain range is actually part of Soldier 3's territory, right?"

...I don't know the answer to that question either.

"If all goes well, this is a good position that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. But if things don't go well, once someone breaks through from that side..."

Pariston: "Our allies on both sides can launch a pincer attack! Isn't that perfect?"

"That's impossible. The Phantom Troupe isn't on good terms with any organization, and Feitan and Phinks wouldn't just help someone without asking permission. In this game's context, the various factions are a more important factor in making decisions."

Pariston: "The Phantom Troupe is really reclusive... Can't we all just get along amicably?"

Kuroro smiled but didn't say anything.

Kusuo Saiki looked at both ends.

So what was the result, and what was his solution?

Kuroro clapped his hands and continued, "I suggest sending at least one person to guard the east. If a situation arises, we only need to contact our teammates on both sides to protect this unclaimed territory. The terrain here does give us an advantage, and we don't need to expend more manpower; just one person is enough..."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on the only "outsider" in the room.

After all, relationships have an order of precedence, and people like Pariston are even more difficult to trust.

Pariston: "Huh? Wait a minute, I'm still very useful, I'll definitely be a help to everyone..."

If you're talking about manipulating people's minds, Kuroro is on the same level as you, and nothing can be hidden from a psychic with telepathic abilities, so there's no need for that.

Pariston was exiled to the frontier.

The group opened the shop, used their points to exchange for some supplies, and then set off on their journey to the West to retrieve the Buddhist scriptures...

No! They expanded their territory to the west and engaged in friendly exchanges.

That being said, the center of the territory is still a narrow crevice between cliffs, and it can hardly be considered a frontier.

"I didn't expect you to choose him directly." Kuroro said leisurely as he walked by the crevice of the cliff in the narrow pass.

Your inner thoughts and the content you express are all pointing to him, so why pretend to be innocent?

Nobunaga stretched and said, "I wonder what game the next area will be. Feitan and Phinks should be coming out soon."

Machi looked around and said, "We're almost there. You'll find out when the time comes."

How do you know we're almost there?

Do I need to explain further?

"Really, it's intuition again! That Machi..."

Nobunaga whispered something in Machi's ear.

"Do you think this person named Saiki Kusuo has a really complicated relationship with the Zoldyck family? It's not as simple as it seems on the surface, is it?"

"Ah, I also feel that he is hiding something, but the commander should have sensed it before us. Don't tell me you're only realizing it now."

Kusuo Saiki: ...

Suddenly, a halo appeared beneath the feet of Kusuo Saiki and his group.

It turned out they had reached the edge of the territory.

The scene before them changed instantly, and the group suddenly found themselves in a bustling metropolis.

And this time, I received the introductory information in my mind the moment I arrived.

What kind of weird setting is it to play a dating game in the Dark Continent?

Fortunately, at least the setting has changed to a city.

The city was bustling, brightly lit even at night. A group of people who had just emerged from the darkness felt the glare and shielded their eyes.

"This change is really sudden," Kuroro remarked. "What should we do next, Lord?"

Saiki Kusuo said.

"It's a great decision. Hotels are places with all sorts of people, and people who stay in hotels are more adapted to a fast-paced lifestyle. It's a potential opportunity."

Saiki Kusuo said.

Kuroro: ...

Machi: "Ah, I agree with that idea. Let's go sleep in the big bed at the hotel."

“Hey Machi, shouldn’t we start the conquest right away?” Nobunaga said.

"If there can only be one winner, why not just give it to the leader? He's so good at charming girls. Then we can take turns forming an intelligence network to help Kuroro find the right targets. We can pick up one girl per hour, and by the time the results are tallied, there will be 70 girls. We'll be number one in no time."

"Ah... I see, as expected of the captain!"

Kuroro: Wait, don't I need to rest?

"Go, Captain! I desperately need a room with a bathroom right now."

"Go for it, Captain! I'll be your wingman, shall we head straight to the bar?"

Saiki Kusuo didn't sleep well last night, so he said this.

"Alright, alright, I understand. Nobunaga and I will investigate the city. You guys go and rest." Kuroro gave in.

The next day, Kusuo Saiki woke up in a 180-meter-long bed. The moment he woke up, he noticed something was wrong. He was in a 180-meter-long bed... no, as mentioned at the beginning, the key point is that his telepathy was gone!

In this dark continent, there are quite a few dark creatures. I suspect my clone uses these creatures to disguise itself as various NPCs; given their intelligence, it can clearly understand their thoughts.

But now, it's very peaceful.

Has he been exposed to any germanium? A body check revealed no.

Feeling a slight urge to urinate is perfectly normal; even superpowered individuals need to use the restroom. I wish everyone a smooth morning, meaning the journey to the restroom is as unobstructed as mine.

The 180-meter-long bed was so big that it took a long time to walk from the center to the edge, and my feet started to ache. The soft mattress made my feet sink in, and I had to use some muscles that I don't usually use to maintain my balance. Because they were muscles that I didn't use often, they started to ache after a short while.

Spalashi, a feeling that only ordinary people can have.

I've reached the toilet door. Using telekinesis, I try to open it, but the door won't open. I have to twist the doorknob with my bare hands instead of simply making the metal part of the lock move backward.

The toilet is decorated like a hotel lobby, and the luxurious toilet is 800 meters away. What's going on? Is this some kind of incongruous design? Is this the home of Saito?

There seemed to be some faint sounds coming from the bathtub. I stared for five seconds... but I couldn't see through it!

Isn't this wonderful feeling of the unknown and the anticipation? Logically speaking, I wonder if there's still water in the bathtub; if so, I should turn it off.

Kusuo Saiki walked happily towards the bathtub.

I peered in and saw a huge cockroach crawling at the bottom of the bathtub. Its hard exoskeleton gleamed, and its two long antennae, upon noticing the movement, arched back like whips, covered in layers of barbs…

!! !! “Whoa!”

"Bang!" The roof tiles began to collapse.

Kusuo Saiki woke up in a 1.8-meter-wide bed.

Telepathy allows you to hear the sounds around you.

"Dong dong dong."

The cleaning lady's voice was very polite: "Hello, do you need your room cleaned?"

Kusuo Saiki silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Although he used to feel the urge to urinate when he woke up in the morning, he is now too afraid to go.

The telepathic connection is still there, and things are going smoothly passively.

I looked up at the ceiling for five seconds. Ah, it's like a presidential suite. The skeleton lying there looks familiar? A man and a woman, the bed is 2.5 meters wide, and there's some distance between them. The man seems to be awake. Oh, so the second thought I just heard was about this person.

That's really hard work. I'll get up too.

He teleported instantly and arrived at the doorway with remarkable ease.

Telekinesis... Ah, the room is now open.

When Kusuo Saiki saw through the door, he never expected to see someone dressed as Cinderella with a clean face. The first time they looked at each other, the other person gave a perfect, shy smile. The second time, he saw the non-human bone proportions.

Chapter 152 I like the coat, I touch it, I touch it, I touch it.

Oh dear, you could assume she's a game NPC. She'd usually at least disguise herself as an older woman to clean. By the way, this is a dating sim.

"Hello, esteemed guest. I'm Xiaomei, here to work. It's a pleasure to serve you..." The girl flashed a bright smile she had practiced for a long time, and Saiki Kusuo calmly stepped aside.

The girl's expression was subtly distorted:

I don't want a smile that superpowered people can't see, and one that's practiced in front of a trash can.

Kusuo Saiki showed little interest.