Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

[You are anxious to know whether you are the princess candidate in the prince's mind, and you hurriedly hold him back...]

The reminder sound exclusive to the character card sounded.

Mixed with the milk tea master's meowing muttering.

[Mr. Little Mermaid! Please hold him and ask questions, meow!

If you fail to follow the prompts, Meow will control your body and force you to complete the task!

As a punishment, the pain you feel while walking in this game will also be increased. 】

Wenren Yihuan's hand quickly swept across his shirt pocket.

Prince Han, who was about to leave to greet other guests, stopped and looked at his sable cloak that was being pulled.

Mr. Little Mermaid's hand moved away, taking away a tuft of decorative pure black animal hair.

Prince Han, whose cloak hair was pulled: "..."

The black, soft and furry milk tea master cat rolled over in Wenren Yihuan's palm.

He held the tuft of soft fur from the precious royal cloak and rubbed it.

I'm going to put it in my own milk tea cup nest later, roll it up into a small cushion, it will be warm and very face-saving, meow!

[I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. Would it be too stingy if you mind?

There is so much black fur on your mink cape, it wouldn't be too much to give my kitten a bunch of it to make a nest.]

[Oh my god, meow…

Don't touch Meow's props while the plot is unfolding!

Look at what you are saying... No! Look at what you are thinking, meow! 】

Looking at Wenren Yihuan's notepad, Gong Chi frowned and coughed twice, then smiled with some helplessness.

After receiving the notification of Maomao's collapse and Gong Chi's kind reminder, Wenren Yihan turned the front of the notepad towards himself.

It turned out that he hadn't been able to make any sound for too long, and he accidentally let out what was in the big fox's heart.

Seeing that she possessed magical powers, the notepad that Ariel usually used to communicate with others was filled with sentences that were beyond her understanding.

Prince Han rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was dazzled.

"…What cat, what nest?"

I turned the notepad over again and found that the bottom line of words was missing.

Prince Han squinted his eyes and read it again.

[Your eyesight is blurry, perhaps because you are ill.]

"Yes, I am so tired Miss Charming, so please allow me to go and rest now."

Perhaps he believed Wenren Yihuan's words, or perhaps he simply didn't want to stay any longer.

After responding to Wenren Yihuan's words, Prince Han prepared to turn around.

[…Excuse me, but I am very curious about the candidate for the princess in your mind.

Would you mind telling me which lucky girl you are attracted to? ]

Prince Han's eyes turned cold when he saw this question.

If his previous attitude towards Wenren Yihan was hypocritical, at this moment he seemed like a completely different person, and was about to tear off the mask completely.

After reading the last word, Prince Han gave a disdainful smile. There was no trace of pity for the mute beauty in his eyes.

It seemed like there was too much murderous intent, and too little hatred, but the look in his eyes when he asked the question almost seemed to turn into a physical knife, cutting the notepad in Wenren Yihuan's hand into pieces.

When he spoke to Wenren Yihuan, his expression changed and he became friendly again.

Wenren Yihan saw all of this without missing a single detail.

Prince Han's condition is very strange.

He seemed to want to disguise his emotions, but was too lazy to pretend better or more realistically, and his mask could be broken at the slightest thing.

If it wasn't in the dungeon, Wenren Yihan's first reaction would be that Prince Han was actually a schizophrenic.

At least he would have to be hospitalized for observation for a week or two.

"My favorite girl?"

Without answering Wenren Yihuan's question, Prince Han muttered to himself, his pupils a little unfocused.

His gaze was not on Wenren Yihuan and Gong Chi in front of him, nor on any of the girls in the banquet hall.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Wen Ren Yihan felt like he heard a strong nasal sound.

He continued bluntly: [Yes, I want to know who you will choose to be your queen.]

"Yes, who will be my princess? The pitiful Ariel? Or the mysterious Miss Cinderella?

Or is it Snow White who is cheerfully socializing with others over there, and the delicate princess from the neighboring country?

Every lady in this banquet hall is so beautiful and shining, isn't she?

So Ariel, guess what?

Without answering the question directly, he hastily ended the conversation with Wenren Yihan and Gong Chi using the excuse of feeling unwell.

Prince Han struggled to deal with the boys and girls surrounding him as he walked towards the two remaining players in the banquet hall.

[He didn't want to answer the question.]

Although the character card did not let Wenren Yihan ask the answer.

He, Ben Fox, was still somewhat curious whether there really was a special existence for such people.

Gong Chi felt as if he saw a pair of half-drooped fox ears, and whispered meaningfully:

"Little fox, it's possible that he can't answer this question at all."

The player playing as Snow White seemed to have said something that shouldn't have been said.

This caused the prince, who had been pretending to be friendly and smiling while talking to her, to suddenly turn hostile.