"Why don't you think it's Xiaoxiao's fault? It's also the first level. With a little use of the referee's authority, our team wouldn't have lost so miserably."

After returning to the Japanese room, Ikuta was still complaining. There seemed to be considerable doubts not only about Wu Geng, but also about Himura's sentence.

"No matter what, you won't be ranked last. It's obviously good looking. Mai Mai thinks so too, right?"

"……Ha ha."

In response to her, Fukawa laughed dryly in agreement.

At five o'clock in the morning, I was lying on the seat on the terrace, holding the library in my hand and reading, feeling a bit like a sage who couldn't hear what was happening outside the window.

"But it's okay," Gao Shan comforted, "I have two points of encouragement."

But seeing Ikuta's expression, it was obvious that he was not satisfied with this pitiful situation.

"Hey, Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, as the referee, you should have read the content of the next game, right? The script and the like." Ikuta quickly came to Wu Geng's side, squatted on her arm, and attacked her with tearful eyes.

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Wugeng was not calm enough to be stared at so eagerly by her, yet she could still concentrate on reading. She clicked the book lightly, and when she met Ikuta's gaze, she felt even more sad in her heart.

"Ikuta, if you want the Himura Prize, you probably want to exchange it for barbecue tickets or something like that later, but the game has rules. Even if I tell you the content, and you win by chance, the barbecue you get by cheating will be delicious.

Really? Ask yourself."

"meeting!"

...Answer in seconds.

At this time, she didn’t know what to say. A large piece of chicken soup had not been uttered yet, and it was uncomfortable to hold it in her throat. She really underestimated Ikuta’s obsession. In the few games she has experienced so far, Ikuta

The captain lost one after another. At this time, in her mind, the competition had turned from a fight for food to a fight for the dignity of the president.

The four captains lead the team and compete with each other. If they are unlucky enough to be at the bottom, it will be a major stain that can be written on their life resume. Although Ikuta has an off-kilter personality, he actually has a very strong self-esteem, otherwise he would not have persisted in studying music for many years.

"...Well, Ikuta, it's really beyond my expectation that you are so obsessed with winning or losing." Wu Geng sighed, "It's a pity that I don't know what's going to happen next."

"How can it be!"

"I would like to ask you, I am just Banana Man-san's agent before he arrives. How did you infer that I will have a fully recorded script?"

She was not lying when she said this. The script she received before did only write about the part of "Team members make food together". She didn't know anything about the subsequent activities. I guess the saffs were also afraid that the content would be leaked and wanted to maximize it.

Capture the members’ most natural reactions.

(ex){}&/First, you have to imitate dogs and cats, and then you have to imitate singing and dancing comedians, and various members’ internal jokes. In the end, there is really no other punishment.

"No! You have to play until the end!"

Ikuta, who has been losing consecutively, is like a gambler who loses his mind in a gambling game. He firmly believes in the law of bottoming out and makes a brilliant counterattack to prevent the game from ending.

They even borrowed ink and brushes from the hotel owner, and formulated a punishment rule that the winner could graffiti on the face of the loser, and it had to be left until the next morning to wash it off.

Needless to say, the result was that Ikuta's face was densely covered with masterpieces drawn by three teammates. There were too many and too dense paintings. By the last five minutes, I felt like I was participating in an artistic creation rather than executing a punishment.

Wu Geng and Gao Shan also had a few strokes on their faces, but not much. Instead, Fukagawa won from beginning to end, using strong luck to protect his body.

As soon as Ikuta's game was over, he simply hid in bed and even had dinner brought back by Fukagawa. This was really rare for Ikuta. Nanxiang thought he was seriously ill and almost asked the accompanying doctor to come for treatment and diagnosis. The fifth watch and the

Gao Shan struggled to explain before he understood the reason.

With this funny face on his face, Ikuta curled up on the deck chair on the terrace to eat, and did not allow other members to come close. The lonely back really showed a bit of sadness. After eating, he got directly under the quilt and never came out again.

It's hard to say whether Ikuta's luck has hit rock bottom, but the captain's dignity did not bounce up after falling to the ground this time.

Seeing the members smiling happily, Ikuta was full of grievances and had nowhere to vent, so he had no choice but to pull the bed further away to show his determination to separate seats.

"Okay, okay, don't laugh, don't laugh, really."

It was even harder for Wu to hold back and take a deep breath.

After calming down for a while, Gao Shan whispered softly:

"...ink."

The three of them immediately thought of Ikuta's resentful expression when his face was painted all over, and they began to rejoice in his misfortune, laughing quietly.
Chapter completed!