Chapter 22: Nuo Ai’er is a bad loli

The next few rounds were basically a repeat of the nightmare from the previous round.

The Young Miss toyed with Nuo Ai’er, using her strong luck to accurately predict every card Nuo Ai’er played, then deliberately losing to Nuo Ai’er.

Because she had strong luck, there was absolutely no chance she would get hit.

So she effortlessly controlled the revolver’s trajectory.

When the fifth shot came, she casually fired at herself. Click. Sure enough, it was another blank round.

At this point, there was only one bullet left in the revolver—the live round that would definitely fire.

Nuo Ai’er looked at the upcoming sixth round, her heart filled with despair.

Was she going to relive that humiliating cycle again? Was she going to be stripped naked and squat on the ground crying?

‘This is terrible…’

Since it had come to this, the only way to avoid being humiliated was…

“Um… I surrender QAQ.” Nuo Ai’er raised her little paws.

Since the losing position was already set, at least before she “died,” she wanted to figure out this person’s situation…

“Surrender?”

“Yeah, didn’t you say you have [Strong Luck]? Since good luck is always on your side, if you fired this sixth shot at yourself, wouldn’t it just jam or something… How about we negotiate a draw?”

Hearing this, the Young Miss smiled contemptuously.

“Little girl, don’t be ridiculous. [Strong Luck] isn’t that broken. It needs ‘variables’ to work. The only variables in this game were the randomness of rock-paper-scissors and the blanks in the revolver. Now that the variables are exhausted, even I would get hit if we continued.”

The implication of those words was crystal clear—she would never give Nuo Ai’er any chance to win.

‘How annoying QAQ’

The surrender failed. She was definitely going to lose her clothes…

Sure enough, in the subsequent sixth round, the Young Miss won rock-paper-scissors against Nuo Ai’er again.

The heavy revolver materialized in Nuo Ai’er’s hand.

“Come on, pull the trigger.”

The Young Miss gracefully rested her chin on her hand, savoring the look of despair on Nuo Ai’er’s face, waiting for the gunshot and the ensuing scene of the loli’s clothes exploding.

‘Ah~ A little loli without a stitch of clothing… just thinking about it is delicious.’

At that moment, Nuo Ai’er gripped the gun, her mind in a frantic struggle.

Restarting was pointless. No matter how many times she rewound, as long as the strong luck talent remained unchanged, she couldn’t beat this Young Miss.

Being stuck at this checkpoint forever wasn’t a solution either… ‘I need to think carefully. There has to be a way to break this!’

‘Ugh, I hate this. I just want to throw this gun away…’

…Huh?

Did the rules say anything about restrictions on firing?

It only said she had to pull the trigger…

Then…

A sudden thought flashed through Nuo Ai’er’s mind—the very first words from the system—[Rule: Be the last one standing.]

The rule only said being the last one standing counted as winning. Other than that, it was quite flexible.

In other words…

‘Oh, right (°口°)’

‘Come to think of it… the rules never said the revolver had to be fired at yourself!

A flash of insight instantly pierced the fog in Nuo Ai’er’s mind.

It suddenly dawned on Nuo Ai’er, like she knew how to win now.

Her previously trembling hand suddenly steadied.

Then, Nuo Ai’er slowly raised the revolver, but this time, the muzzle wasn’t aimed at her own temple—it was pointed straight at the Young Miss across from her.

The smile on the Young Miss’s face instantly froze, a flicker of shock in her blue eyes. “…What are you doing?”

“Aiming (゚^°)” Nuo Ai’er answered matter-of-factly, her small face tense.

“?!!”

The Young Miss was completely dumbfounded.

Oh no, wait! This was completely unexpected!

She cried out, “No, no, no—what do you think you’re doing pointing that at me?! You’re supposed to shoot yourself!”

“But the rules never said I had to shoot myself.” Nuo Ai’er tilted her head.

“Hey, hey hey hey—System, isn’t this against the rules?” The Young Miss quickly called out to the system.

The tavern was dead silent. The system gave no response.

No answer meant tacit approval (‘w’)

The Young Miss’s expression finally changed. She waved her hands frantically, all her former arrogance gone. “Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait—Little girl, you can’t win like this. Winning this way is completely immoral, you know.”

“Immoral…” Nuo Ai’er glared at her angrily.

“When you blew my clothes off, where was your morality then? (`~’)”

The Young Miss froze. Sure, she had wanted to see Nuo Ai’er’s clothes blow off in an enticing way, but it hadn’t worked yet. She hadn’t fired the last shot at herself.

More importantly, how did this little loli know the revolver’s effect was actually to blow off clothes?

She should have been the only one who knew the bullet’s effect.

Why was this brat talking like she was a victim who knew everything?

Then, before the Young Miss could react, Nuo Ai’er had already closed one eye and pulled the trigger.

*BANG!

A loud bang rang out, and the bullet hit the Young Miss with precision.

“Yaaah ∑(ÖAÖ|||)//”

Accompanied by a shriek even more miserable than Nuo Ai’er’s had been, the gorgeous dress on the Young Miss exploded instantly, scattering into countless pieces of cloth.

The Young Miss instinctively covered her chest with both hands, frozen in place.

“Whoa (°4°)” Nuo Ai’er’s eyes went wide.

This Young Miss… her chest was unexpectedly big.

“How could this be…” The Young Miss gritted her teeth, unable to believe what was happening.

She had actually failed!

Eliminated by a talentless little girl using such a cheap trick!

[Player 3 has been eliminated.]

[Congratulations to Player 4 for winning.]

The system’s notification sounded mercilessly.

The Young Miss’s body began to dissolve into particles of light. Just before she disappeared completely, she stared daggers at Nuo Ai’er and growled out her final words:

“Damn it… just you wait. I’ll remember you (+A◀)”

With the Young Miss’s disappearance, the tavern fell quiet.

“Phew… it’s over (n^n)”

Nuo Ai’er let out a long sigh of relief, collapsing limply into her chair.

[Congratulations, Player 4, on your victory.]

[Obtained basic reward: 30 Points.]

[Achieved special achievement: “Shameless Cheater” (Counter-killed opponent by exploiting a rule loophole).]

[Obtained bonus reward: 10 Points.]

[Total obtained: 40 Points.]

[Current total points: 110 Points.]

[Teleportation starting.]

Before Nuo Ai’er could complain about how ugly the achievement name was, the familiar white light enveloped her again.

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Meanwhile, somewhere in the Inner World, inside a luxurious private mansion.

In the bedroom, the air suddenly rippled violently, and then a figure tumbled onto the soft carpet, utterly disheveled.

The golden-haired, blue-eyed girl clutched her chest and coughed violently.

The gorgeous dress on her body had long since been obliterated in the explosion. She was now curled up on the floor completely naked, her fair skin exposed.

“Young Miss?!”

The red-haired maid who was making the bed spun around in alarm at the sound.

When she saw her mistress’s current state, her face instantly flushed to the tips of her ears. She quickly grabbed a silk robe from the nearby rack, rushed over, and hastily wrapped it around the Young Miss.

“Lady Emilia, what happened to you? Why are your clothes…” The maid asked, her face full of worry as she tied the sash.

A loli.

She knew the Young Miss had joined the game, but why was she completely naked? Could it be that the Young Miss had… lost?!

Emilia didn’t speak.

“Anna.” She suddenly spoke, her voice terrifyingly cold.

“Y-yes!” The maid, Anna, jumped in surprise.

Emilia stood up and walked to the huge full-length mirror. Looking at her disheveled reflection, the image of that white-haired, red-eyed little girl surfaced in her mind.

“Get ready.” Emilia turned around. “We’re going out.”

“Going out? For what?” Anna blinked, not quite understanding.

“To catch a despicable loli.”

“…Huh?” Anna was confused.

“‘She took my first defeat… I can’t forgive her (–)'”

“She took my first defeat, so I have to take one of her firsts too.” Emilia said with a dead-serious expression.

“F-firsts (‘A’)”

The maid’s face turned bright red.

What was all this nonsense ()