Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

[I don't want to disappear silently like bubbles.

You returned to your room, looking at the daggers sent by your brothers and sisters on the table, and their worried and reluctant expressions when they said goodbye...

What sound is that? 】

"yayaya".

Holding a piece of black pepper beef tenderloin in one hand, the "extremely melancholy" Little Mermaid was pressing the little yellow duck that he had asked for from the cat with the fishtail hook with his other hand.

Cooperate with the management to control the affectionate narration when the cat mentions "brother and sister".

[…You finally made up your mind and decided to sneak into Prince Han’s room tonight.

Knock him off meow! 】

Wenren Yihuan opened a glass of juice:

[Really?]

[Really…

White knife goes in and red knife comes out!

But you don't have to feel guilty, this copy is a real-life game generated based on the script I wrote.

You can actually play it if you are given only the text script.

But real scenes are more immersive, aren’t they?

However, some people may pay too much attention to what they see and ignore the plot clues in the text.

Some people can only understand the surface meaning of the text...and cannot see the real-life clues hidden within.

Some people even can't walk when they see handsome men and beautiful women... their reasoning minds have flown away to the outside world~

And you, don't always do that to the May Hare!

And even if you stabbed me... who knows if you are... meow~】

After pondering the last mysterious sentence of the cat manager, Wenren Yihan did not ask any more questions.

Based on what Gong Chi said before, "reasoning" and "special", as well as the plot review and some clues and narrations.

Wenren Yihan already had an idea of ​​the pattern of this game. Thinking of how confidently Gong Chi had agreed to the match, he should have guessed it long ago.

The big fox is lagging behind at the starting line.

After finishing a plate of crispy pork in no time, Wen Ren Yihuan stood up, picked up the dagger and was about to walk out.

【What are you doing, meow! 】

[The Karma people.]

[Sit down and eat for a while, it’s not your turn yet, meow.]

Wen Ren Yihuan stopped walking upon hearing this, his eyes flashed as he looked out the window at the vast and quiet night on the sea.

[Is there anyone who went to kill him before me?]

The management cat struggled after realizing that a little information had been accidentally leaked.

[… Meow didn’t say anything! Meow meant that it’s not your turn to go out yet.

Don’t make up your mind! The final right of interpretation belongs to me! 】

After turning around and sitting down to choose the meat floss dessert, Wenren Yihuan kept pestering the kitten:

[is that so--]

The management cat complained that the meaning of his words was too obvious.

[…Hey meow, how can you be as cunning as a fox! ]

Wenren Yihuan responded very happily.

[I am.]

[…Niao, I forgot.]

What else is cunning? The big fox decided to help the little cat rebuild his understanding of "fox".

[Not cunning.]

【What is that, meow? 】

[Smart, excellent observation skills, good at capturing details...]

Wenren Yihan paused when he wanted to add the third sentence, and for a moment he didn't know what adjective to use.

Putting a greasy cat paw on his back, Milk Tea Master Meow opened the small notebook and pushed it to the stuck owner.

[Can I still…?]

The kitten wrote that it is edible.

After taking a break from trying to put together three short sentences, he withdrew his gaze from the drawn and written notes of Milk Tea Master Miao.

【…】

Something in my pocket vibrated twice.

Wenren Yihan took out his ID card which was covered with a faint light.

[Warm Tip: Now you can also see the exact time in the lower left corner of the card.

The dance ended at about eleven o'clock.

There was no more entertainment on the cruise ship after that.

After much thought, you decide to strike after the party is over, when most people are asleep.

The time I spent walking and standing today has exceeded my body's capacity, meow.

You feel the area below your knees becoming numb and starting to hurt.

The tired Mr. Little Mermaid decided to go to the bathroom to soak his legs, so as not to be dragged down by his uncomfortable body during the assassination operation at night. 】

[I don't feel any pain.]

The big fox felt that sleeping was more practical.

[No, you are in pain. ]

Obviously, the plot of the copy will not go according to Wenren Yihuan's temperament.

As soon as the notification sounded, Wen Ren Yihuan felt a needle-like pain under his knee.

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have said so much. The big fox regretted it now.

Otherwise, it is a cruise ship for princes and nobles.

What is placed in this bathroom is not a bathtub, but a small bathtub that is more than enough to accommodate seven or eight people.

Take off those ill-fitting trousers.

Sitting on the edge of the bathtub with her long white legs swinging.

The water inside should have been prepared long ago by the copy.

There was a light layer of mist on the walls.

He used his toes to check the temperature first, and although it was icy cold, Linghu was surprisingly able to accept it.

The ends of her sakura-colored hair were submerged and floating on the water.

Wenren Yihan was wagging his fish tail out of boredom, creating small puddles of water in the pool.

Thanks to the unremitting efforts of a water-carrying fisherman named Fox, the water in the bathing pool was reduced by a quarter.

[…Stop playing around, meow.]

It is now 10:30 pm.

The little mermaid's legs (fish tail) recovered somewhat in the water.

Although you have decided to carry out the assassination plan late at night, meow.

But he was anxious about killing someone, and was terrified that he would die if he failed.

Always remind you that this is a gamble where you can only succeed and not fail.

You decide to check the guard arrangements and patrols around Prince Han's room ahead of time.

By the way, let's see if Prince Han really returns to the room, meow, otherwise what should I do if I don't kill Kong. 】

The servants and guards' rooms are on the first floor and the basement level. The basement level is used to store refrigerated food and other supplies.

The guest rooms are grouped on the second and third floors.

The owner, Prince Han, lives on the fourth floor.

Further up is a vacant level and huge recreational terrace.

"Miss Ariel, are you...are you looking for His Highness now?"

The guard standing guard at the fourth staircase looked a little embarrassed.

[Yes, he should have come back a long time ago.]

Glancing towards the door, the guard hesitated:

“Your Highness is bathing, so it may not be convenient for him to receive you.

Or you can come back later?"

Seeing the guard stuttering when speaking, Wenren Yihan's first reaction was that Prince Han might not have returned.

But the next scene overturned his guess.

He reached into his pocket and made a gesture to the milk tea master.

"Meow?"

[Have some melon seeds.]

Two plump spiced melon seeds were stuffed into the fingertips.

Wenren Yihan looked at the woman who was pushed out of Prince Han's room.

It turns out that they were taking a bath together.

The woman was about thirty years old.

Wearing a set of seductive silk pajamas, she was still in a brief daze.

Her cheeks were abnormally red, and Prince Han rested one hand on the door frame, clearly refusing her to come in again.

"Get out of here."

The woman was puzzled: "But... usually today is my day..."

"I'll say it again, get lost."

Prince Han rubbed his temples, and Wenren Yihan guessed that he had a headache.

What is today? What about yesterday and tomorrow?

The woman was probably also irritated by Prince Han's bad attitude, and started to sneer at the man.

"Oh, you're not going to be able to do it, are you?

That's right, he looks like a decent person on the outside, but he's a jerk in private, working hard day and night, and his health is not good..."

"boom".

Prince Han pounded the door frame with his fist and suddenly gave a creepy smile.

"If you don't want to leave, don't leave."

Only then did the woman regain some of her sanity.

The man who realized that she was hurling insults could feed her to the sharks with just a few words.

Picking up the clothes thrown on the ground, the woman fled from the fourth floor.

When passing by Wenren Yihuan, he did not forget to walk towards the closed room and said through gritted teeth:

"Don't go. He's not doing well and he's having a manic episode. Have a hot cup of milk and go to bed early."

In a sense, the woman's words were a kind reminder to herself. The polite little fox came online:

[…Thank you, would you like to eat?]

Seeing the words on the notepad, the woman with a melon seed in her hand was stunned.

"Little mute, you are not the same as me and him.

It’s still easy to find a man with two legs, just pick a good one to marry, and I, your sister, will go find someone else to be happy…”

The milk tea master, who filtered out a simple and easy-to-understand sentence, raised his paw: "Meow, I vote for Xiao Gong, a good man!"

[So he now has two votes.]