Episode 152 The Drinking Game (1)
“Sah, save me. Bikir. please! only once!”
Tudor, a sprout dreaming of becoming a great hero, who was always proud and confident, is now begging in a miserable position.
“Ugh. Are you going to die like this? … … yes kill it It would be impossible to ask for mercy from you anyway, Vikir.”
The next mercenary king, Sancho, who is aiming for the highest position in the north, also accepts death with an indomitable fighting spirit.
“Bikir! Betrayal!? How could you do this to me!?”
Piggy is just Piggy. However, as he believed in Bikir more than anyone else, when a knife was stabbed in the back at the last moment, the range of frustration was the deepest.
… … but. Bikir ruthlessly killed his friends.
“If I can’t, I will die.”
At the same time as Bikir’s voice resonated dryly.
Chararak-
The plaque has moved.
Colorful words moved on the wide paper board.
Bikir’s black horse devoured Tudor’s blue horse, Sancho’s red horse, and Piggy’s yellow horse.
At the same time, Tudor, Sancho and Piggy returned to their original starting line.
… … With three glasses of punishment.
“Ah, I lost again! Why is this kid so good at board games!?”
“I think I’ve already drank 1L of punishment.”
“… … I feel like throwing up.”
Tudor, Sancho, and Piggy rolled their cards diligently so far, seeing the distance they had traveled reset all at once, and crying as they saw the glasses piling up in front of them.
Meanwhile, the female students laughed and chatted and made a fuss.
“Hey Bikir~ You’re really good at board games.”
“Do you have any secrets to throwing tiles?”
“You look like someone who only ate and played games! Ho ho ho~”
Light makeup in sweats, a mild soap smell instead of perfume.
Such a casual outfit of the normally modest academy girls.
The male students who came to the female students’ room late at night were enjoying the atmosphere of the drinking party with their beating hearts.
late night. Lovers (?) led by Tudor secretly escaped from the male dormitory and infiltrated the female dormitory.
The female students destroyed the latch on one corner of the window in the bathroom on the 1st floor as they had agreed with the male students, and the male students who infiltrated through the 1st floor climbed up the drain pipe and went up to the 2nd floor, then through the emergency exit to the 3rd floor, and finally the forbidden area. They succeeded in infiltrating the 4th floor female students’ floor.
Of course, there was a risk of being caught by the officer on duty a few times in the middle, but the supervision of the supervisors was particularly lax today.
Perhaps it was because he did not want to crack down on the tryst of fresh young men and women so severely.
… … well, anyway.
That’s why the boys and girls here are gathered in one room and playing board games.
The item of the game was ‘Yut’, and most of the penalties consisted of drinking beeju, but the penalties for the horse moving and settling down were individually written here and there.
For example, ‘hold the hand of the opposite s*x you like the most for 5 seconds’, ‘kiss the person with red on the forehead for 10 seconds’, ‘hug the person in front of you for 30 seconds’, etc.
There were penalties, not penalties, in almost every square, and the water level gradually rose as the goal point approached.
“… … Well, this isn’t a drinking game, it’s a thumb game.”
Someone who was looking at the yut board grumbled.
It was Bianca, perched on a bed in a tracksuit.
Then Tudor died.
“Aren’t you frowning too much that no one wants to have a date with you?”
“He must have misunderstood that he has no one he wants to flirt with, idiot?”
Again, a war of nerves breaks out between Tudor and Bianca.
Then Sinclair, who was next to him, stopped the two of them.
“Ah, what’s wrong, everyone~ at a fun drinking party.”
Sinclair smiling like a gentle puppy.
As a model student, she usually wears an elegant school uniform and has a tight image, but when she wears a loose shirt and dolphin pants, she looks quite familiar.
Then the boys started whispering amongst themselves.
‘… … hmm. Shouldn’t we have paid less attention to our clothes?’
‘Are you stupid? Do you think they didn’t pay attention to clothes? That’s their combat uniform, man.’
The moment when Sancho and Tudor whispered.
“Yut.”
Bikir moved again.
Tudor and Sancho’s horses were eaten once more.
and.
“Yut.”
“what.”
“Yut.”
“what.”
“Yut.”
“what.”
“Bapdo.”
The dark horse of Bikir who strategically repeats advances and retreats to carry out serial slaughter.
“Aww! dead again! hey! Let’s take some other punishment too!”
“… … You drink only to die.”
Tudor and Sancho pick up their glasses of punishment, regretting bringing Vikir along.
at that time.
“I-over there… … Guys. No matter what, students drink a little.”
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It was Saint Dolores.
She, too, was sitting on the bed in a loose T-shirt and sleeping pants and in comfortable clothes.
In fact, she is immersed in complex troubles alone.
‘These are the children who came to volunteer work during the golden holiday. It’s no problem if you deviate once. At this point, I’m not an old man, am I? Well, still, there could be an accident, so drink a little. Umm… … Do you want to look a little boring too? Do I look like an old man?’
When Dolores looked troubled, Tudor grinned and picked up the glass.
“Don’t worry, Chairman! It’s not alcohol, it’s soda!”
Only then does Dolores appear relieved.
Of course, she didn’t even know that some sodas contained trace amounts of alcohol.
Meanwhile, Bikir was still running alone in the board game.
Why is Bikir, who usually doesn’t like being in the spotlight, performing so well in the game?
‘… … It reminds me of the old days.’
It was because of memories.
Yut game.
Four tiles are tossed and depending on the situation where they are overturned or flipped, Do (pig), dog (dog), girl (sheep), yut (cow), or mo (horse) are selected and moved forward or sideways.
If you encounter an opponent’s horse on the way, you can eat it and send it to the starting line.
This board game was very popular among soldiers who went out to the field during the era of destruction and waited in ambush.
It’s not because it’s particularly fun, it’s because there weren’t any other board games to play other than this in the military.
‘… … I played this game until I got tired of it while waiting for 5 minutes in the trenches on Hill 7 on the Western Front.’
In the prolonged war and prolonged confrontation with the enemy, the soldiers lived a boring daily life.
At that time, one of the few entertainments that men could gather together was Yutnori.
Of course, at that time, it was an old classic game that was not played by anyone but soldiers on the front line, so there were many old people and tajja who learned all kinds of extraordinary skills… … .
‘It’s a trendy board game that hasn’t been released in a while.’
Maybe that’s why there were no experts.
Just looking at Pi, who is the second best at board games right now, his hand-throwing skills are terrible.
‘… … Tsk tsk, throw it like that so it’s all robbed by the few soldiers’ salary mates.’
In the era of destruction, most of the soldiers who were on the front lines were accustomed to this kind of entertainment.
Bikir also did not like gambling, but he was often dragged by his superiors to learn, so his skills were excellent.
… widely!
Yut, and sari and back.
Bikir’s black horse moved forward and ate one of Sinclair’s white horses that was 5 squares ahead.
And on the very next turn, back one square and eat one more of Sinclair’s white horse.
Two white horses suddenly rolled back to the starting line.
Sinclair, who had lost two horses, cried out.
“brother! Are you a pro gamer? Why are you so good! It’s sad to lose in studies, but even in games… … .”
She told me not to call her oppa, so she calls me hyung.
After five horses were robbed by Vikir, Tudor asked Bikir with a look of astonishment.
“No, good at yut, good at dice, good at cards… … Are there any games you can’t play?”
“does not exist.”
Bikir said firmly.
Everyone in the room exclaimed at that overwhelming confidence.
“Bikir! Bikir! Can I give you a ride on your horse?”
“Hey, I want to see your face. Hehe, can’t you cut your bangs just once?”
“Let’s take off our glasses, okay?”
“Aren’t you frustrated? Shall I cut your hair? Especially those bangs… … .”
Several female students sneaked up to Vikir’s side and tapped her arms or knees.
And, another female student showing interest in Bikir.
“… … Are you good at board games?”
It was the student council president, Dolores.
“Then, do you know how to play ‘Go’?”
She didn’t know about other games, but she was confident in this one.
Eventually, Bikir nodded.
“Leave some.”
“okay? How much energy do you have?”
“… … Level 2.”
Then Dolores laughed inwardly.
‘It’s level 2, so it’s enough to be conceited anywhere.’
For reference, she was a 5th dan amateur.
Since he was young, there was no one in his family who could play Go, so he had to bring in an instructor from outside.
… … Although after that, it was abolished because no new students came in.
Since then, no one has played Go with her, and most of them did not know how to play Go in the first place.
Dolores was also busy with various tasks, so it was difficult for her to play a game of Go comfortably, so it was a hobby that she naturally drifted away from.
However, there is a kid here who boasts that he is good at all board games. With only level 2 skills.
“Whoa~ Chairman! Are you having a fight with Bikir!?”
“sister! it’s awesome!”
“The general manager who is good at everything versus a newcomer who specializes in board games! What is that match!?”
Coincidentally, the atmosphere also welcomed Dolores’ participation in the war.
Dolores rose from her bed, pretending to be overcome by the cheers of the people around her.
Until now, I didn’t know how to play board games, so I only watched from afar, but now it’s different.
Go is the only board game she knows how to play, and the only board game she is very good at.
It’s been a long time since the plate was laid like this.
‘Then, shall we enjoy it for the first time in a while?’
The saintess grinned as she held up the simple checkerboard that Tudor had brought.
Amateur 5th dan hid power.
Dolores’ energy and Bikir’s energy were literally the difference between heaven and earth.
And she was playing Go while keeping this a secret.
“How about a glass of punishment per house as a penalty?”
Dolores’s ambitious provocation cheered the other students who had been weighed down by Vikir until now.
and.
“… … great.”
Bikir just nodded dryly, as usual.
