The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

"Yamada-kun, please leave. The restroom is over there~"

Oh, it’s Yamada Ryo who’s leaving, that’s okay.

Ping Xin simply stood up as if nothing had happened and waited for the next round of contestants to enter... What? Nilu actually likes playing mahjong? Wouldn't winning the championship be easy? After all, their sync rate is 1000%!

Possessed!

"I really believed your lies!"

"..."

This is unscientific. They are clearly the Best Match, the best combination that can inflict heavy losses in the game. Why did the crazy couple who strike hard in real life win the fourth place?

Pingxin thought he should take a long-term view, such as starting with counting mahjong tiles... oh no, counting prime numbers.

“......~”

Hiranobu's mother, Fujiwara Kanon, was delighted. If she didn't have to maintain an appearance, she would have smiled immediately. However, she decided to keep a good appearance in front of her future daughter-in-law. Although playing mahjong was fun, it was far less fun than teasing her son and daughter-in-law.

Isn't it fun to just touch and rub it gently under the table, give a mysterious smile as if you have discovered something, and slightly lead the topic of conversation to intensify the situation?

Especially the short-haired girl named Yamada Ryo in the first round. She was obviously a conservative person, but suddenly she played a straight ball in front of everyone. It was really interesting. Is it true that a girl in love will become brave? She thought back to the past.

Koito played cards as seriously as ever, choosing the safest strategies of Duanyaojiu and Baopai. Enka, on the other hand, was quite entertaining.

Fujiwara Kanon felt that she could add Higuchi Enka to the key observation list, even though she and Hirashin had not shown any relationship on the surface so far, but who can say for sure about such things?

After all, when she secretly learned about balance without telling her family, Xiangyin also found it very exciting~?

Because it is mahjong where you can run away after winning one game, the rotation of personnel is still very frequent. After using some tricks again, Fujiwara Kanon successfully sat down at the table with Asakura Toru, Ichikawa Hina and Goto Ichiri.

A girl who has been different since childhood, a girl who is very interesting at first sight, and a girl who dares not to meet her eyes at all, what kind of surprises can these three bring to her~?

"...Mom, you really like playing cards."

"Yeah, after all, I haven't played it in a long time. I used to play it often when I was a kid~"

No way, I think you just want to play tricks on me!

She looked very skilled at it, so it was plausible that she had been playing since she was little. However, she never mentioned playing cards at home or when traveling, instead focusing on her family's arrangements.

It’s okay, I’ll watch it too!

Ping Xin instantly betrayed her. After all, one was just a soul mate, one was a powerful little sun charger, and the other was a cute junior who couldn't sit still. Compared to her mother's rare willfulness, it was nothing to mention. Why?

Born by my mother!

Standing behind Fujiwara Kanon, Hirayuko shouted, "Mom, let me lend you a hand. Together, we, mother and son, will slay these mere scoundrels. They're nothing but fertilizer!"

Thank you so much, but where did you get this landlord template? Not only do you cheat in other games, but isn't it a bit inefficient to use people as fertilizer?

"You're right son... so just find someone to sit over there."

"..."

I treat you as my own mother, but you don't treat me as your baby. You actually treat me as Shen Gongbao?

Today I will use "filial piety" to prove my truth and achieve the reputation of being a Mahjong Immortal!

Chapter 39: Adults should handle their affairs with adults

"what......"

After only two rounds of mahjong, Goto Ichiri suddenly cried out in surprise, then stood there, bewildered. Based on Hiraishu's (blind) intelligence (guessing), she definitely didn't play mahjong at home. After all, there were only two adults and her younger sister, and three-person mahjong wasn't considered proper (blatant discrimination).

Newbies need to be guided by experienced drivers, so now I have to take action——

"Come, let me help you take a look. Did he accidentally hit a treasure card or lose a yakuzoku... Holy crap, he won? And it was a self-drawn card by Monzenkiyo!?"

"Ah... yes, it seems so?"

Even Goto Ichiri was a little uncertain, but Hiranobu looked over from behind to show her surprise, and the other three players in the game all looked over at her, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

"Another round?"

"One more round."

The game ended too quickly, like Zhu Bajie eating the ginseng fruit—the fruit was there but the flavor wasn't. Pingxin and his mother discussed it, and the others agreed, so the game started again...

"Um...senior?"

While looking at the mahjong tiles in his hand and secretly observing Ping Xin, he felt his hands shaking a little.

"Don't mind me. Since I'm here, I'll just sit here and watch. The chair is big enough anyway. And you're a newbie, so if there's anything you don't understand..."

"...Hu~"

Hirayuko's breathing had her mood fluctuating, taking up a significant amount of CPU. Having forgotten all the card patterns, Goto Ichiri resorted to playing first with Leblanc, then with a blank, playing the simplest of "Broken One Nine" cards, but the game was over in an instant. And the moment Asakura Toru yelled "Hu," Hirayuko spun past, leaving her feeling a sense of emptiness.

"A win on the third round, and two treasure cards!? Oh my god, this is pure luck! It's not easy to do this during the three-card game."

"Eh, is that so~?"

The drunkard's intention was not to drink, and Asakura's heart was not in mahjong. As for this hand pattern, it was just a lucky chance. She felt that she could win, so she called it. After all, a bluff win is still a win.

This is called the law of fortune, ordinary mail arrives at my home~

"...Eh?"

Under the gaze of the crowd, Hirayuko, who had just been tut-tutting in amazement behind Asakura Toru, furiously repeating something about the "newbie protection period," now sat down next to Ichikawa Hina. Ichikawa was also dressed stylishly without being overly flashy: black high-heeled boots, dark gray leggings, a cream-colored top, a long skirt in the same color as her cappuccino, and a yellow plush coat.

While it still had some flaws compared to his previous outfits, considering this was Hirayuki's "final exam," it was probably passable (barely satisfactory). However, he was most pleased with the finishing touch above: the cat-ear knitted hat that Yukina had secretly asked him where to buy. It wasn't easy to make.

Today, Asakura Toru, who was wearing a black velvet hat, turtleneck sweater, and down jacket like an old man in Kyoto, tilted his head and couldn't help but look down at his clothes and then looked at Ping Xin. Did I lose here?

Heishin, who didn't need to keep warm but still dressed for the occasion, wore a brown windbreaker over his white shirt. He sat beside Hina, arms folded, calm and composed, his demeanor radiating. He smiled and said, "The final third is mine!"

Oh my God, this man had no shame in order to win during the novice protection period. He directly abandoned his two "wives" who had already scored with him and his biological mother who was the only veteran on the field, and switched to Ichikawa Hina's camp.

No shame!

"Ahaha~ Will Hina (I) win~?"

“I’ll win…!”

A declaration of victory by switching to the Ichikawa family?

"Yeah!" x2

Heishin and Hina were in perfect sync, and as soon as their eyes met, they high-fived each other.

Open the champagne at halftime?

No, this is the charge to launch a decisive battle!

......

...

..

"..."

"Ahaha~ It looks like the letter has burned out~"

Under the gazes of the four, Ping Xin turned into a smudge of snow-white ash, like the hazardous waste left behind after the small universe burned out and was treated as non-combustible garbage. Now, even Ping Xin felt that the bird (the little chicken) on the table was laughing at him...

Wait, something seems off about this bird pattern?

"This is...?"

"Hmm?" Hinana seemed a little confused by Hirashin's question. After getting close enough to almost touch him, she replied, "Isn't this Nijo?"

“…Mom, you plotted against me—!”

Ping Xin immediately realized the culprit that caused him to be the weakest and most invincible today. Judging from the "battle experience" during his previous travels, Fujiwara Kanon must also be a native ability user in this world. There is no doubt that this is an ability that originated from his father's system [Qi], but the method of use is completely different.

The details are unknown, but at least he can use some tricks that even his superhuman body cannot see through, and it is easy to deceive ordinary people -

If she has had this ability since she was a child, then she is not exaggerating when she says that she defeated everyone in an entire region with mahjong. Her constant dignified behavior is not for the sake of being sinister but a prelude to pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. I should have thought of it earlier!

No, maybe she'd been "preparing" since the drawing... Absolutely. Otherwise, why would she always play mahjong with the girls she's "under observation"? No wonder she proposed the lottery rule after playing a round with Asuna and finding an excuse to get her out. As a cheating player, she naturally knew to eliminate the biggest source of instability (a certain European god) first!

"What are you talking about, Xiaoxin? Being competitive is fine, but refusing to admit defeat is ungentlemanly, you know~?"

"...Ah, yes, yes."

Pingxin chose to give up.

Your mother is your mother, she will always have you in her arms. Ping Xin simply chose to lie down, out of sight, out of mind, and leave the place, and then...

Wait for my gift, you old woman!

......

...

..

I see--

In order to be closer to her, he took the initiative to come to the Tokyo branch. There was no comparison between the two in terms of status or income. Although it seemed a little late to show it, this was also his love as a father.

It's another story of a straitlaced father and a scheming mother, only this time it's the girl's parents. But encouraging their child to elope in pursuit of happiness is a bit too reassuring...

No, considering that woman's abilities, I'm not worried about her being deceived, but I'm keeping an eye on her so she doesn't fool people. So this time, you guys have to "discipline" her properly. I don't ask you to cause her any harm, but at least give her some control, my grandparents~

High emotional intelligence: Adults solve their own problems

Low EQ: Don’t get close to me when it comes to mother-in-law’s emotional drama!

Ping Xin: My dear mother, let me start the show I prepared for you!

Chapter 1: Does deducting really work?

Although middle school students have three holidays a year, it's undeniable that the winter break in the East is incredibly short and weak, leaving one feeling rushed back to school right after the Lunar New Year holiday. During the January 1st Hatsumode gathering, Heishin arranged a family reunion for his mother, keeping both his cheap father and his scheming mother at bay while he spent the entire morning at the shrine with everyone else.

Drawing lots, making wishes, ringing bells, playing cricket, throwing sandbags, flying kites, enjoying New Year's Eve meals, baking rice cakes, and drinking red bean soup. Today, I'm out giving out red envelopes; tomorrow, I'll spend the day writing cards at home; the day after tomorrow, I'll go shopping and have a meal together. The days just keep going, and in the blink of an eye, it's back to school again...

Winter vacation is short and weak!

"...Mikiri-senpai, the Sakuras of my hometown have opened."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Even in Okinawa (the warmest weather), the cherry blossoms haven't bloomed yet. And who is Kirikiri? Tell the truth!?"

Nilu pretended to be fierce and looked like she wanted to jump up and hit her knees. Seeing her like this, Pingxin wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh because if he laughed he would really get beaten.

"Kikiri Kyoko, who is one year older than me, is the daughter of Uncle Kikiri who will most likely be bald in the future. Sister Kyoko went to study in England before and was preparing to go to university there. After crying, this old thief turned around and refused to let me enter the cafeteria to eat. The more incompetent he is, the more he likes to vent his anger." Ping Xin said with certainty.

"I heard someone saying bad things about me so early in the morning. Turns out it was you, you little beast...!" Kirigiri Ren smiled wryly as he quietly walked up from behind and grabbed Ping Xin's throat, trying to kill him with a backstab.

But some people can't just sit back and do nothing.

"...what?"

Someone tapped Jin Kirikiri on the shoulder, causing him to respond impatiently with something that was unbecoming of a principal.

However, thanks to Hei Xin's "blessing", he is now seen as a super daughter-slave in the eyes of all the teachers and students in the school, and an older otaku who placed his feelings for his daughter on a two-dimensional character after his daughter passed away. What kind of image is that?

And is he a daughter slave? He simply likes girls with long silver or white hair! Especially those icy beauties. It would be even better if there was a contrast, like his wife Zouzi!

"...Stop it! Today, I'm going to teach this bad boy a lesson on behalf of his father. How dare you bring so many girls to ruin the school atmosphere on the first day of school? Today, I will definitely imprison you in the Heavenly Prison and make you a holy earthbound spirit!"

“…Ahem.”

"Cough, cough, you're so stupid! We're fighting so fiercely and we didn't even cough, and you..."

No, this voice seems familiar, like...

An old friend.

"Balance?...Why are you here? I'm dead!?"

I thought it was a heartwarming reunion of old friends, but Jin Kirikiri's repeated words made the situation funny. It was rare to see someone who could make him so speechless. Thinking back to the last time, it was still the time before that.

Seeing his old friend become so unbalanced, he could only look at his son helplessly. Who knows whether he is playing the role of bait or fisherman this time?

Anyway, if Wu Qiren suffers from dementia at an early age, you will definitely be to blame!

"...Does deducting one really work?"

Then wouldn't his wife, Kirigiri Zouko, also be...

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