Chapter 89

Merad found it rather absurd that Main and her group of girls, who considered themselves Broly's future wives, were holding a meeting about how to help the boy capture even more wives.

"There's a perfectly fine wife right here, yet they turn a blind eye to her!"

Merad complained.

"Miss, your sour grapes act because you can't have them is truly ugly."

Cassandra retorted from the side.

"Besides, rather than discussing helping find a wife, they look more like they're discussing how to recommend Broly-san to others and make them worship him too."

"No way, I'm part of this too, I have to join the discussion!"

Merad watched from the side for a while, then joined the discussion, and the methods discussed varied, each representing a different child's situation of being captured after contact with Broly.

"Although the city doesn't have the dangers of the Gifnora Sea Tree Forest, just because the environment lacks danger doesn't mean we can't artificially create danger.

When the time comes, as long as Broly-san jumps out and shows his stuff, completing the rescue of those who have fallen into perilous straits.

Those two will surely be unable to help but worship Big Bro, and then be smoothly accepted by him, becoming our new companions!"

For kids who came out of the forest, Big Bro saving people, the hero rescuing the beauty, is the most cliché and typical royal road capture method.

"It sounds alright, but what's the difference between capturing someone with this method and fraud? Think about it — if Big Bro hadn't saved us back then, but instead those Empire bastards who drove us into the forest had taken us in, and then demanded we be grateful to them afterward, just how disgusting would that be!"

Naturally, there were also opposing opinions; the children put themselves in that position and were disgusted beyond measure.

Although the hero rescuing the beauty is a royal road capture method, if the villains are played by ourselves, it truly crosses our own psychological bottom line.

"If you ask me, since deliberately staging a hero-rescues-beauty scenario disgusts people, why don't we just act as real villains, fair and square knock those two out cold, then carry them back and conquer them by force into becoming new companions — what do you think?"

Only Esdeath could say something about making friends through force.

She felt that forcibly conquering the opposite sex was a mating pattern that conformed to natural law.

Because on the Northern Ice Fields, there are Danger Beasts that settle their mates that way.

"Esdeath, not everyone is like you, feeling happiness even after being beaten."

Broly shook his head and vetoed her proposal; in the afternoon, after the request was made at Guihua Fang, the Happiness Value on the new capture target Hill was shown by the Crystal Palace to be decreasing — clearly, forceful methods were not a universal solution.

"My turn, my turn!"

Merad spoke and walked forward, tilting her head up to present her capture proposal.

"How can you win a girl's heart with rough methods? We should use methods that make girls feel pleasure to capture them.

I personally created the Twenty-Eight Sleeping Techniques, and I'm willing to teach them all to you tonight, Broly — come to my room tonight!"

"Alright, next."

Merad had just finished when Main waved her hand, signaling she could step down.

"Hey, you're not going to adopt my method?"

Merad was a bit confused.

"Your sleeping techniques are filthy, licking and touching people, and they only work on people around you — if it were strangers, they'd probably be scared off by you directly."

"No no no, even people around you would be easily scared off."

Akame added from the side; last time she shared a room with Merad, she was nearly scared out of her wits when the latter tried to crawl into her quilt in the middle of the night, and ended up carrying her younger sister all night to go sleep with Main, only then avoiding being harassed by a night raid from that guy.

"That's because you're still young, your body hasn't been developed enough to feel pleasure..."

Merad's words weren't finished before Esdeath grabbed her by the back collar and hauled her away.

"My proposal didn't pass, and yours won't either — come sit on the cold bench with me!"

Next, another kid went up, it was Pony, but her proposal was even more unremarkable.

After all, treating someone to mushrooms — did she want to use poisonous mushrooms to hallucinate and capture them?

A group of kids discussed back and forth, but no good method came of it; the ball returned to Main.

"Since nobody has a good idea, I'll say what I've been thinking.

As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.

So-called capture is nothing more than catering to their likes and resolving their troubles..."

Main actually had a plan in mind; calling this meeting was merely to point out a general direction to her companions.

Of course, if someone could propose a better idea, that would be best, but there wasn't one. "Tomorrow we'll go together and properly investigate the information on those two New Wings people."

At the end of the suite meeting, everyone received tomorrow's action quest.

Leone, who had absolutely no idea she was being targeted, had just chopped up a few roast chickens and returned to her home in the slums, still carrying a bag of candy, going door to door knocking and delivering life-improving food to the neighbors.

"Leone, spending money so lavishly again?"

The neighbor's granny, after accepting the roast chicken handed over by the tomboy girl, started grumbling incessantly.

"It's fine, I had good luck today, ran into a group of big spenders, they're asking me to guide them tomorrow, this little money is nothing."

"Leone, you're too kind."

"I was well looked after by uncles and aunts before; now that I'm earning, naturally I should repay them a bit."

"Big Sister Leone!"

A bunch of kids ran out, and seeing the candy in Leone's hands, they swarmed over like little gluttons.

"Everyone who calls me Big Sister gets candy!"

Leone announced, and the kids cheered; under the somewhat helpless gazes of their parents, they lined up in a long queue before the tomboy girl.

The impoverished Slum Street, because Leone brought roast chicken and candy, gained a bit more life and liveliness this evening.

In the Lower City District, Guihua Fang didn't close until night; Hill was scolded by the Store Manager again because she accidentally knocked over a water bucket.

"What a clumsy good-for-nothing, having her help is worse than not having her help at all!"

The other waitresses also had complaints about the glasses girl because she knocked over the dirty water bucket and now the floor had to be cleaned all over again.

"You all go ahead, I'll handle cleaning up here."

The steamed bun hair girl stepped forward, voluntarily taking on the responsibility of cleaning up.

Seeing someone take the blame, the others didn't say anything more.

"I'm sorry, Lingling, it's all my fault for being too clumsy."

"It's fine, everyone has things they're not good at."

"I was thinking, whether or not to quit my waitress job."

"Don't be stupid, if you quit this job, what else can you go do?"

"Yeah, I can't do anything well."

Hill felt a bit disappointed, it's been like this from childhood to now.

"Keep doing this work for now, and look for things you're good at. Once you find them, if you can make a living from them, it won't be too late to quit the waitress job then."

Hua Ling persuaded, for this somewhat clumsy naturally airheaded friend, she still took quite good care of her, although the other party would always mess up some things, she knew the other party wasn't doing it on purpose.

"Right, Hill, don't forget to take the customer's clothes back to wash."

After cleaning up, the shop was about to close, seeing the girl's hands empty, Hua Ling couldn't help but give a reminder.

"Ah, almost forgot."

Hearing this, the scatterbrained girl finally reacted, ran back to the break room and found the customer's clothes, only then running out again.

But when coming out, she still accidentally bumped into the threshold, pain making her half-kneel on the ground, rubbing her foot thumb hard.

"Are you okay, do you want me to help you wash?"

Hua Ling was a bit worried.

"Not needed, things like washing clothes, I can still manage. Even if I can't handle it myself, my mom will help me."

Hill waved her hand, she couldn't always rely on her friend, waved and said see you tomorrow, then left with a limp.

"Really no problem?"

The girl's clumsy state made Hua Ling really worried.

(Chapter End)