Chapter 211
Chapter 211
Chapter 211
"Good morning, Huihui."
The next day, just as Huihui was about to leave, Broly jumped down from the roof and greeted her energetically.
"Hey, good morning, Broly. Aren't you going to Yoyo's house?"
Huihui felt something was strange, because the boy usually went to see Youyou in the morning.
"Although Youyou has agreed to be your future wife, it is only right that you treat her better. But if you also want to pursue Huihui, you must treat Huihui with an attitude that is better than Youyou's."
This was the advice given by the strategist yesterday, and Broly took it.
When asked about the situation, thanks to the strategist's prior instructions not to reveal her existence, she thought for a moment and said, "I plan to favor you a little more, so I came to your place today."
Compared to our normal Crimson Demon Clan girls, Huihui has an extra touch of arrogance.
The most feared type of person to win over is someone who is straightforward. They might think you've already managed to control them by being direct, but you haven't grasped that point.
Now, you should keep hitting straight shots, even straighter than before!
"What nonsense are you spouting? All this talk of favoritism? Haven't I already regretted it?"
Upon hearing this, Huihui's face flushed red.
"Sister, did Broly confess his feelings to you?"
Xiaomi, her younger sister, curiously peeked out from behind and asked a question.
"No, no, kid, don't talk nonsense. Go home right now."
Huihui pushed her younger sister into the house, but perhaps because Xiaomi's questioning was too loud, the people inside heard it.
"Who confessed their love to my daughter?"
The father of the magic item craftsman rushed out aggressively, shouting.
"Don't listen to Xiaomi's nonsense, I'm going to school."
Huihui quickly grabbed the boy's hand and ran outside.
By the time Piao Sanlang arrived at the door, Huihui had already run far away.
"I didn't say it wasn't allowed."
The man stood at the door, watching his daughter's retreating figure, and muttered something under his breath.
"Honey, is Broly here again?"
Inside the house, Weiwei, wearing an apron, peeked out and asked.
"Yes, they even brought us some things again!"
Piao Sanlang picked up the meat that was placed by the door and replied to his wife.
Since their daughter met Broly, their family's life has improved a lot, because Broly, knowing that their family was struggling financially, would bring them gifts every time he visited.
As a result, Piao Sanlang and Weiwei now have a very good impression of the boy, so good that they don't really care even if they hear that their daughter might have been confessed to by the boy.
. . . .
Huihui pulled the boy and ran until they were within sight of their house before stopping, slightly out of breath.
Catching her breath, she glared at the boy beside her, somewhat resentfully, and complained, "Why did you come to my door so early in the morning to say you favor me? Are you afraid my family won't misunderstand?"
"What's the misunderstanding?"
"That's obviously a misunderstanding about our relationship."
"So, what should our relationship be now?"
"Just...a normal friendship, right?!"
Huihui looked away before answering.
. . . .
"That's what Huihui said this morning."
On the rooftop at noon, Broly and Yougou talked about Huihui's reaction that morning.
"Heh, that's how tsundere girls are. Since she doesn't dare to look you in the eye and even blushes a little, it means that what she said is not what she really meant."
However, it's impossible for her to directly admit that she should have a closer relationship with you. In my opinion, that guy is just a naive child who doesn't understand love.
You Gou spoke with an air of experience, then thought for a moment before adding, "In the evening, you'll need to make Youyou feel a little wronged and personally escort Huihui home to prove that your claim of favoritism this morning wasn't unfounded."
"Well……"
Broly hesitated at the suggestion.
"What's wrong?"
I have something to do this evening.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Evening is when I practice teleportation magic."
Enough to know: "..."
A boy who can fly faster than teleportation magic is learning teleportation magic?
"Are you kidding me?"
No.
"Okay, can you spare some time?"
"I'll have to go back and ask about that."
. . . .
Broly is now a master of time management. He gets up in the morning to clean up Aqua, who may be hungover somewhere in the house, then has his daily wrestling practice with Darkness. After the practice, he takes his wallet and goes out to buy groceries for the two places he needs in one day.
This matter was originally Aqua's responsibility, but after the dividends made them wealthy again, Aqua returned the troublesome and unprofitable purchasing rights to them.
After buying the ingredients and preparing breakfast in Axel, Broly would bring another breakfast to Yuu's house in the Scarlet Devil Village.
After meeting up with Youyou, they would walk to the Red Prison Academy together, where they would share breakfast with Huihui, who was also visiting the academy. Occasionally, other Red Demon girls would come over to freeload, which Broly never refused.
When Yoyo and Huihui are about to have their first morning class, Broly will return to Axel to make vitality potions and deliver them to the succubus shop.
After finishing all that, he would have a free hour. During this time, Broly would sometimes go to the Adventurers' Guild to accept some quests, and sometimes he would be asked by acquaintances to do some things.
About an hour before noon, he would arrange lunch for the whole family. Sometimes he would cook it himself or with Darkness, and sometimes he would take the ingredients and find some skilled chefs to cook it.
She prepares lunch for both places, flies to the Scarlet Devil Village to deliver the food, and then comes back to be Aqua's nap pillow, helping her master have a good dream during her afternoon nap.
Around dusk, I would go to Wiz's place to learn complex teleportation magic from the Lich Lady. During that time, I would also need to prepare dinner and perform the daily ritual of scrubbing myself to earn happiness points.
When it's time to sleep at night, Darkness would sometimes pull him over to dream together.
By frantically increasing Darkness's stats in the dream, the two engage in a thrilling dream battle—a battle to the death.
When morning comes, it's another day of endless repetition...
. . . .
"Want to take the girl home? Sure, you can. Anyway, you're almost ready to level up your teleportation skill anyway."
As evening approached, Broly asked Wiz if he could reduce the time he spent learning teleportation magic that day, and received an affirmative answer from the Lich Lady.
After following the strategist's brilliant plan, Huihui was escorted home in front of Youyou. Although Huihui said she didn't want to be escorted, her happiness level at the Crystal Palace increased significantly.
The only problem is that this made Youyou feel disappointed.
"If you want to build a harem, you have to learn the art of balance..."
After learning the teleportation magic and being able to forcibly unlock it with skill points, Broly's evening study time was completely taken over by the strategist.
The way the blindfolded girl crossed her fingers, leaned against the setting sun, and placed her hands on the desk brought up strange information about Commander Ikari in Broly's mind.
"But isn't that unfair to Youyou?"
Broly raised a question.
"That's a good question. The fact that you can ask this question shows that you already have your own preferences."
Compared to the arrogant and somewhat pretentious Huihui, you clearly prefer the well-behaved and sensible Youyou.
However, your goal is to build a harem.
Therefore, one should not let personal preferences influence one's own judgment.
Given Youyou's personality, you can tell without me saying it that even if you neglect her a little, she won't change her mind about becoming your wife.
However, using this to increase the chances of winning over Huihui is a worthwhile trade.
If you're skilled enough, you can be very objective; however, you lack humanity and emotion, and your strategy is solely driven by the desire to achieve your goals.
(End of this chapter)
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