Guild Boss's Ambition

He blinked his charming eyes and smiled sweetly, "What's so scary about Brother Stallone? When he's angry, at most he'll hit us with a frying pan, or point out all our shortcomings and criticize us. Compared to when he picked up a knife and dueled with his teacher, what you've seen so far is just child's play."

"Miss Kellogg seems to be very familiar with Mr. Strom?"

He cut the pancakes on the plate into small pieces suitable for his little mouth and said with a smile, "We are indeed very good friends. We spent a wonderful time together in Water World. We practiced together and made mistakes together, improved together and got scolded together. It's like soldiers with a loyal revolutionary friendship. Of course, Brother Stallone will not be extra easy on me because of this. In fact, he will be even stricter with me."

After a pause, he looked at the question paper in front of me and asked, "Are you doing Sudoku again? Is this really that fun?"

Hearing her talking about my boring hobby, I responded a little awkwardly: "Oh, this is a tool I use to train my intelligence, and it's fun to play with in my spare time. But would you like to try it, Miss Luo Luo?"

"Let's try it?" He rolled his eyes and smiled: "Okay -"

Then he picked up the plate and sat next to me.

As soon as he sat down, a faint fragrance wafted to my nose.

I asked, "Are you wearing perfume?"

He sniffed his arm, shook his head and replied, "I got up in a hurry this morning, so I didn't spend any time to dress up. What's wrong? Did I make you smell something bad? For example, the smell of the curry I just cooked?"

It definitely doesn't taste like curry!

Or the smell of shampoo?

Damn it! Is this Kololo really a male creature?

While daydreaming and guessing, my lower body also underwent some bad changes, but because of the cover of the table, it did not reveal its rude thoughts for the time being, and I decisively changed the subject: "No, I just felt a scent similar to the fragrance of flowers. But, by the way, Miss Luoluo, why did your voice suddenly change today? In the past, you were...but..."

"But a rude and loud male voice?"

He smiled mischievously, squinting his eyes and saying, "If I tell you that there is a genetic disease in our family, that is, when a man reaches the age of 20, his voice will change into that of a girl, would you believe it, Hayato-kun?"

I looked into her eyes, listened to her voice, and didn’t know how to respond: “I…I don’t know.”

"Since we don't know what to believe, let's not talk about this. Tell me how to play this Sudoku game. I hope it's not more complicated than Miss Lannon's tricky puzzles, otherwise I won't find any fun in it." She giggled again, then opened her little mouth, ate the cut pancakes politely, and waited for my explanation.

"Well, okay. Sudoku has different levels of difficulty, and its..."

So, I began to explain how to play the game to the sous chef in the lounge. She listened very attentively, and it didn't seem like she asked me to explain how to play Sudoku because we had no topics to talk about. No, maybe that was the case, but at least she acted competently and made it look like the real thing.

Suddenly, she leaned towards me, pointed at a point on the paper and asked seriously, "In other words, there are only six and four options left in these nine squares, and there is already a number four in the vertical row. If you combine the two, there is only six possible numbers left in this small square? Hayato-kun, do you think I am right?"

"Yes, that's the answer."

The problem on paper was very simple, but the problem I was facing in reality was a million times more difficult.

At this moment, Miss Luo Luo's chest was pressed against my arm defenselessly, and the puzzling thing was that the chest that should have been flat and firm actually felt a soft touch. I glanced down secretly and saw a strange line on the chef's uniform. Although it was not very prominent, it had a beautiful outline.

"This must be an illusion!"

"You can't fool me!"

I warned myself so, but my penis was still firmly symbolizing my inner excitement and hesitation. In order to avoid getting bogged down, I was ready to let go a little and keep a suitable distance from Miss Kololo, who I didn't know the details of. However, she seemed to have known what I was thinking. Suddenly, she gave a cute little exclamation and took out two blue and white tickets from her skirt pocket.

"This is..." I asked hesitantly.

She stroked her face and explained the origin of the ticket to me with a worried look on her face: "This is a ticket for tomorrow's martial arts tournament, Hayato-kun. You should be on holiday with me tomorrow, right? Are you interested in going with me? Even though I have always longed for the decisive battle between the warriors, I still feel a little uneasy about attending such a crowded event alone..."

"Why don't you ask other friends to go with you?" I tried to make a last struggle against the beauty.

She shot me down with one blow: "Everyone else who is close to me has to go to work tomorrow. But from your tone just now, it seems that you don't want to go to the game with me? Could it be that you have secretly made an appointment with your girlfriend?"

With a hint of sadness, I replied, "No... I don't have a girlfriend."

Miss Luo Luo immediately showed a triumphant smile and tore off one of the tickets for me. "Then we will gather at the door of the stone house at 11 o'clock tomorrow. I will prepare sandwiches for lunch in advance, so don't worry. In addition, I must warn you in particular that if you are brave enough to break your promise to me, I will definitely arrange your schedule to be extremely exciting next month, so we will meet there──"

Under the threat of my boss, I had no choice but to quietly pocket the ticket.

Although I was a little reluctant about this date that was suddenly arranged, to be honest, I was probably a little secretly happy about it.

and many more?

The other person is a being of unknown gender?

Am I really a manly person for starting to feel secretly happy so quickly?

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42. Their Secret Ideas (Strohn)

(Strohn Gasol)

Last night, I had the following conversation with Miss Lannong, who was full of black water in her belly.

"Strong, come with me to the martial arts competition!"

"Huh? Why?"

"I need an adult to accompany me."

"So, why did you come to see me?"

"Because President Ehard is very busy, but you are free all day long. If we have to find a guardian to watch the game, aren't you the best choice?"

"But what about Luo Luo? Doesn't he have a day off tomorrow as well?"

"He said he has his own things to do tomorrow."

"I have my own things to do tomorrow."

"If you don't accompany me for a day, I will trip you up tomorrow."

"Is it really okay to use such naked threats?"

"No problem. I'm so cute."

"..."

Finally, in order to avoid trouble, I had no choice but to decide to temporarily entrust the kitchen work to the three apprentices. Although it would be a bit hard, Stone House no longer has the short-lived popularity brought by the rankings at the beginning of the month, and is gradually returning to its normal level. Unless something special happens, the three apprentices should be able to barely cope with the situation.

So, that black-haired, black-hearted little bastard broke into my living room with a smile at 9:50 this morning. Looking at the spare key in her hand, I felt seriously that my privacy rights were being unfairly violated. Fortunately, I had already changed my clothes at this time, otherwise, with my healthy habit of sleeping naked, I might have scared some virgin girl.

"Mr. Strom, could you please move faster?"

"Mr. Strom, are you a snail? If you keep moving so slowly, the game will start!"

The little devil Lan Nong kept urging me on. It was clearly two hours before the competition started, and the drive between our Stone House and the martial arts competition was only forty-five minutes. Her anxious attitude was completely different from her usual steady and mature temperament. It was as if she had really become an ordinary one or two-year-old girl, and not the key figure who brought the Stone House back to life with a cup of Morning Star.

"Does she really like martial arts tournaments? Or is this her first time attending a martial arts tournament?"

"Or did she lose her memory of the martial arts tournament?"

Thinking of this, the excitement of the little devil Lan Nong at this time actually added a bit of sadness to my eyes. In her puzzled eyes, I patted her head and said calmly as if I was treating my own niece: "Don't worry, there is no food for sale at the fighting meeting venue. If you don't prepare some food and drinks in advance, you will complain about thirst and hunger later."

"Then... I'll give you another fifteen minutes."

"Yes, my little princess."

I made good use of the fifteen minutes and went to the kitchen to make a box of sandwiches that could be eaten directly with my hands. Then I took a few crystal pears to quench my thirst and two bottles of water. After putting them all in a bamboo basket, I went out with the little girl in the office.

Along the way of intercepting the carriage, the two of us attracted a lot of attention.

Not to mention that I am a handsome guy myself, and this little devil next to me is also a rising star. Although she herself seems to have no awareness, there have actually been a lot of discussions about her existence in the market. Most of the discussions are about the puzzles she picked up at the beginning. These puzzles have established an image of cleverness for her, making people eager to try.

But rumors are just rumors. Passersby who saw the real thing were all pleasantly surprised, all because the little devil dressed herself up to be particularly naughty and cute today. First, she wore a pair of three-quarter camouflage bloomers, then a well-tailored off-shoulder chiffon top. Then, because the autumn wind was chilly, she stole a big brown cape jacket from her closet before going out - it looked like a boyfriend's coat.

Enduring the contemptuous looks from the men and women around me, I pulled the little devil's arm and jumped onto the carriage at the speed of light.

"The main entrance to the Windmill Arena, thank you."

After briefly telling the driver the destination, I turned to look at the smiling little devil Lan Nong.

I always feel like she's up to something again.

I smiled at her in a friendly way and sat opposite her. "Why do you suddenly want to watch the competition today?"

She took out two tickets and gave me one, saying, "Because some guests gave me two tickets, I wanted to use them today because I have a day off. Besides, I have never watched a formal competition before, so I am very curious!"

I carefully examined the little devil's eyes. Her red eyes were very clear, and her eyes were shining with genuine joy and excitement, which made me feel that she really wanted to enjoy a good show. In fact, it was also the time for a little girl like her to play around and see the world. Who would work in the guild every day like her and Gu Shan?

Children should act like children.

I patted her head again thoughtfully.

Boom!

She punched me in the stomach, and even though the blow was light, it still caused some cramping.

She bit her itch and cried, "Uncle, please don't touch my head without permission! I spent a lot of time getting this hairstyle. If you mess it up, you'd better give it to me today."

Her hairstyle today was really different from her usual long black straight hair. Instead, she tied it into a ponytail that imitated a fishbone braid. This hairstyle was actually not difficult to manage. I had helped Korolo tie it once before. However, Miss Lannong's technique did not seem to be very skilled, which made a perfectionist like me feel crazy. In the end, I still domineeringly caught the little devil on my lap.

"Ah - idiot Strom! What are you doing!?"

She screamed, and I put my hands behind her shoulders, fixed her restless butt on my knees, and then took off the weird braid in one go: "You tied this ponytail too standard, you should deliberately leave a little fluffy space at the end of the hair, so that it will look lazy and natural, instead of a long herringbone bun."

"Fish... fishbone-shaped loaf of bread?"

She groaned in disappointment at my comment.

As expected, every girl pays attention to her appearance...

I laughed and told her a little secret: "If you want to simply create a messy ponytail, you can buy a dry shampoo, apply it on your hair and do it a few times, and you will see the effect you want. However, Xiaolan, you have enough hair, or you can try a side braid to modify your oval face. As for the effect...you can see for yourself."

After I tied her hair, I threw her back to the seat opposite me and then threw her a small mirror.

She looked in the mirror, touched the hairstyle I had braided for her, and suddenly revealed a frustrated expression. She threw the small mirror back into my arms angrily: "Stroun, you sissy! How come you know how to style girls' hairstyles so well! I damn curse that one day you will suddenly become a pretty and cute girl like me, and then have to tie your own hair every day and dress yourself up beautifully for work!"

I couldn't help but laugh at her cute curse.

Although I had no choice but to accompany this little devil out for a walk, after spending more time with him, I was gradually infected by the charm of this cute thing and unknowingly found some fun. As we were talking, the carriage arrived at the main entrance of the Windmill Arena.

As it is autumn now, the schedule of the arena is still mainly regular season, so the number of spectators coming to watch the game is not very large. At most, they can only occupy 70% to 80% of the 2,000 seats in the venue. I strolled around with my little devil. Although there were people everywhere, it did not feel crowded. Instead, I felt relaxed and happy, and had a bit of holiday leisure.

We took a quick tour of the arena and explained the origins of several sculptures to Blue Devil. As the game time approached, the crowds around us began to move towards the entrance of the arena. Seeing this, we simply lined up together and walked into the venue with the long queue.

The ticket number that Miss Lan Nong got was very good, and the location was midway between the mountainside and the peak.

Due to the limitations of space and vision, the duel between the fighters is almost seen as two ant-sized black shadows in the naked eyes of the spectators. As the saying goes, corruption is the biggest motivation. As early as four hundred years ago, our ancestors had already figured out a solution to this problem. That is to build a huge water curtain above the arena that can refract images. Through this water curtain, the spectators can witness every movement in the arena at the first time.

Just as the game was about to begin, Miss Lannong suddenly pointed in a direction and screamed.

"Eh? Uncle, look! Miss Ke Luoluo is here today too! Didn't she say she had something to do today? Hmm? Why does the man sitting next to her look familiar? Ah, I remember, he's the new trainee chef in your kitchen, right? Wait? Why did Ke Luoluo reject my invitation and come to the fighting meeting to watch the game privately with other people?"

"Ms. Lannon, things may not be as we imagine. We'd better not jump to conclusions."

Listening to Miss Lannong's question and looking at Korolo and Hayato-kun not far ahead, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Korolo.

I knew that Miss Lan Nong would not come to the arena to watch the game for no reason. She obviously noticed Ke Luoluo's abnormal behavior, so she bought tickets for the same day and started a secret tracking operation. What was even more unexpected was that Ke Luoluo actually abandoned his girlfriend and secretly went on a date with a man...

"But Luo Luo, what the hell are you doing this time!?"

"And when did you become so close to Hayato-kun?"

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43. Sorry (Kololo)

(Klolo-Sumak)

The cheers signaling the start of the game rang out.

He also looked at me from behind.

I wanted to put on a good show so that Stallone would realize what kind of image I really had in other people's eyes.

I'm going to seduce a young man and make him fall in love with me.

I know how to seduce because I was once a man and I also admired some women. I know what's going on in the head of a man of Hayato's age. I can even tell at a glance whether he has any emotional experience.

He is a virgin, and the type who is just beginning to fall in love.

He never dared to look me in the eye, and his body always kept an appropriate social distance from me. He subconsciously treated me as a woman. He was also much more talkative and assertive than I had imagined. Whenever the topic was silent, he would rush to find the next topic, as if he was afraid of being regarded as a boring man by the opposite sex and didn't know where to leave silence.

But in general, a young man is still very good, because they are deeply afraid that they cannot satisfy the opposite sex around them, so they will always muster up their energy to entertain the other party, and then unconsciously be too polite and considerate. These clumsy places sometimes have a different flavor in our eyes - of course, the premise is basic appearance.

However, Hayato-kun is still a handsome boy, but he is not as heroic and mature as big brother Stallone.

At this time, the two fighters in the arena were beginning to test each other, and they were cautious in their sword-fighting. Although under the protection of the magic of the formation, they would not be hurt even if they were stabbed in the vitals, but if these arena fighters did not improve their performance data, the salary list at the end of the month would be very ugly.

"Hayato-kun, which one of them do you think will win?" I asked the man next to me.