Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Chapter95 Husband's Choice 2

The sounds from the kitchen disappeared.

"What are you looking at?" A little bit of steam came over, the wife shook off the moisture in her hands, curiously placed her chin on her husband's shoulder, and looked in the direction of his sight -

pat.

The man closed the window expressionlessly.

"Nothing to see."

"Hee, either a man or a woman. I guess..."

The man rolled his eyes, took off his cigarette holder, threw it into the ashtray and extinguished it. A few dishes were placed on the table without anyone noticing - very simple dishes.

Pull out a chair and sit facing each other.

"Is divorce enough?" They ate and talked, and the topic was still the magical tree and the words that appeared everywhere. The husband was a little worried, and the question he asked was not accurate: for him, who was doing business, this kind of thing was like hanging a sharp needle in front of his eyes, which was dangerous.

Anyone who has been in the business world for a long time has witnessed tampering with the wording of a contract - either you harm others or you are harmed, or...

Both, first one and then the other.

Men are very familiar with these routines.

"Just like the last question." He picked up a piece of cold seaweed with chopsticks and chewed it. He said to his wife who didn't understand, "The reason why it's scary is that the question is very vague."

"If there are 100 people in a class and we kill the first 10%, what will it be?"

What a wife hates most is that her husband always talks about work during meals.

Hey, such a fantastic event has occurred, I will just try to respond today.

She held the chopsticks in her mouth and rolled her eyes: "Ten."

The husband was satisfied and asked again, "Kill the first 5%?"

"Five. No matter how bad I am at math, I should be able to answer this kind of questions!" The wife wrinkled her nose.

"so."

With a snap, the man put down his chopsticks and gestured upwards twice: "So, if you are in the top 20 in the class, and me..." He pointed at himself.

"And I'm going to kill 'the best part'. As a high-achieving student, are you worried?"

The best part...

How much is that?

"You see, that's the problem." It's like the traps in many contracts, such as "payment within 30 working days after settlement" - it sounds fine at first, but if you sign it...

Just wait for the other party to settle the bill for two years.

Men have seen a lot of low-level tactics, and few companies they have worked with would use vague tactics: the rights and obligations of both parties are not clearly agreed upon.

The more advanced one is that the rights and obligations are clearly stipulated, but...

The breach of contract clause is not clear.

It is not uncommon for you to not get compensation for a breach of contract.

You know, if the premise is to cooperate only once, the cost of cheating is very low. In the past, it might just be a loss of money, but this time.

But life.

"Then, those people must be scared crazy." The wife understood, thinking about the previous question, which was unclear.

"It is difficult to define words that have not been quantified." After talking for a long time, he lost his appetite. The man picked up the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Snapped.

laugh--

"What I want to say is, how do you define the 'other half' in the question?" He held his face and stared at his lovely wife who was in a daze in front of him: "Does it only count as married couples?"

"Or what about those who have been in love and living together for twenty years but have not married?"

"Just a couple?"

"Or, a couple does not have true feelings for each other, but the wife has a man she 'truely loves' outside - which two will die?"

The husband did not ask a question, but muttered to himself. He knew his wife could not answer it, and probably, no one could answer it before the questions were finished.

“This is too chaotic.” The man rubbed his temple: “Everyone is gambling their lives.”

"That…"

The woman suddenly raised her head and asked her husband innocently, "If everyone doesn't vote, won't no one die?"

Thin puffs of smoke blew out from the corners of his mouth.

Moving closer to the ashtray and lighting the ash, the husband smiled.

"Ah, you are right," he returned to the previous conversation, "It's the same question. Now, you are the last in the class."

The woman curled her lips. “The problem suddenly became real.”

"I'm going to kill the best students. Will you vote for it?"

The answer did not surprise the man, and his wife nodded - this was just a private conversation between the couple, and it was not something that she had to speak in front of the camera or on her precious account on the Internet:

That certainly can't be said there.

“What was the reason for the vote?”

The wife shook her head.

The man waved the cigarette in front of her eyes and said, "Because there are no numbers. If you ask it in a different way, maybe the result will be different."

"Kill the top five students in the class, how about that? Do you still agree?"

This time the wife vetoed.

"No, I can still remember the top students in my high school class." She thought for a moment: "And my good friends - besides, they are living people, why should they die?"

After she finished speaking, she was stunned.

Yes, on the previous question, I clearly voted in favor.

The man took a puff of his cigarette and said calmly, "Just like people who like to eat foie gras, if a live goose is killed in front of them - apart from those who are born cruel, probably many people will choose not to eat it."

"But if it's just one line on a menu..."

You see, we are a species that is designed to live with our eyes covered on purpose.

"You're worried..."

The man nodded heavily: "Yes, I am worried. I am worried about you..."

According to the rules, "one of them will be killed at random", that is, one of the husband or the wife will die.

"Well, it would be worth it if I died." The wife smiled sweetly, her eyes curved: "My husband is so successful, my death would be the most 'beneficial', right?"

The man is silent.

Numbers can be calculated, but human feelings cannot be calculated in this way.

"If possible, I hope it's me..." He shook his head in frustration, put out his cigarette, and looked at his wife solemnly: "If possible, I will die for you."

"Hey, I'm just talking. I'm so serious."

"I'm serious about this. Nao, I want to say that knowing you for so many years is the luckiest and happiest thing in my life so far."

"once…"

"You must live well."

"Our... no, your life is still long."

At the dinner table, the woman's eyes turned red at the heavy words of the man. After taking the tissue from her husband, she pushed away the big hand that wanted to wipe her tears.

"I'm so annoyed! Why are you saying such sentimental things at this time?"

The husband chuckled.

The wife, who blew her nose and had red eyes, suddenly grabbed her husband's hand. From a distance, her fingertips, which were no longer soft but a little rough in look, pinched the man so hard that it hurt.

She stared at her husband's face and said, "If I die, you must live well! Stop smoking like this, drink less, and ask those annoying customers to go away! Also, find a..."

The woman hesitated for a long time, her voice very low, and only half a sentence came out of her mouth.

"…find one,"

"Like mine."

"This way you will remember me forever." The wife burst into laughter and then immediately denied herself. She shook her head: "No, this is not fair to your new wife."

The husband just looked at her with a smile, as if he wanted to drill into her black pupils, into the rippling water of the woman's heart, and sway in her memory forever.

What looks like you is not you.

That's it.

He stood up, looked at his wife deeply, and walked to the window with firm steps. The husband pushed open the window and lit up his cigarette again.

laugh--

"Go get dressed, Nao. We're about to leave." The words coming from behind were no different from usual.

"Nao, let's go out on a date."

like this.

The woman came back to clean up the leftovers on the table and turned into the house.

My lips and teeth once again deeply felt the spiciness and richness of the tobacco, and the street outside the window was no different from before - except for the change in the length of the shadows after the sunlight was slanted.

"The way to answer the question about 'the other half' is really cruel." A corner of sunlight peeked out in the distance cast a circle of golden light behind the building. This world is so dazzling that when I come back to my senses, many things are like the scenery outside the train, beautified by memory.

There is no longer a chance for people to appreciate it slowly.

"'Other half'. As long as there is no other half, everything will be solved." - Obviously, people without a other half are not considered in this question.

It doesn't matter how the 'good' people around the world vote.

Right, Nao.

You will be safe.

The man took a last look at the small box under the coffee table - it contained his wife's medical report from a while ago.

Pregnant.

He put out his last cigarette.

Jump out of the window.

Chapter 96 Chatting halfway

Mori Yuesha has been harassed by her 'aunt' these past two days, so she had no choice but to cut off the profiler's spell supply to prevent that old psychopath from jumping out to cause trouble when she was sleeping or doing something else.

For example, when washing feet or washing feet or washing feet, there was a constant "click, click" sound of photography coming from the cards - so much so that Nagini had to wear makeup when she went into battle.

Don't underestimate girls' love of beauty.

After the Candle Girl was dismembered by her followers, Mori Yuesha lost interest in those skinny old people. She had previously told Nagini to make her own decision, so she simply stopped caring.

I waited at the main entrance of the sanatorium for more than ten minutes before the maid finally came out.

"they?"

Nagini smiled and shook her head.

Mori Yuesa doesn't care, as long as she is happy.

"It's mealtime—"

Eh?

The girl took Nagini's arm and pointed across the street: "Are there more people?"