Ikishima Midari's face was flushed, seemingly thrilled by Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's performance, praising him unreservedly: "Excellent, your performance was spectacular!"
Ikishima Midari was very happy that Ayanokoji Kiyotaka had won against her fair and square.
It would have been too regrettable if it had ended in just three rounds.
What she wanted was an opponent like this, someone who was also willing to put themselves in danger, to enjoy the thrill, to enjoy the pain!
Ikishima Midari was very happy, but Mikura on the side was already fuming.
What was wrong with Ayanokoji Kiyotaka? Did he like this woman so much that he wanted to spend a night of passion with her!?
How could he disregard his own body and completely ignore her words!
While Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was doing the challenge, Mikura didn't utter a single word, fearing that her speaking would disturb him and cause him to get more seriously injured.
Now that the game was over, Mikura quickly asked with concern: "Hey, Ayanokoji, are you okay? It's just a gamble, losing is losing, is it really necessary to do this...?"
Mikura's concern for Ayanokoji was not out of affection, but a sense of camaraderie; after all, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka came to this place with her, and she didn't want to see Ayanokoji Kiyotaka get hurt.
Moreover, her "master," Senior Juraku Sachiko, seemed very interested in Ayanokoji Kiyotaka and wanted Ayanokoji to be her second "pet."
If Ayanokoji Kiyotaka were seriously injured here, she felt she would also be partly to blame and might be scolded by Senior Juraku Sachiko.
"I'm fine, these minor injuries are nothing."
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka comforted Mikura, looking at his left hand with five or six wounds, and a sense of accomplishment welled up within him.
Although this victory was due to Ikishima Midari going easy, it was also won through his own strength.
With this victory, plus the two guaranteed cards, he could finally say that he had steadily won this gamble.
Now, he could finally relax.
Seeing that Ayanokoji Kiyotaka seemed genuinely fine, Mikura breathed a sigh of relief, and while helping him tend to his wounds, she angrily demanded an explanation.
"Why did you do that!? Don't you feel pain?" She asked angrily, "Is this gamble really that important to you? Do you like this woman that much!?"
Mikura felt a bit of regret.
If she hadn't, out of spite, deliberately revealed Ayanokoji's "secrets," Ikishima Midari wouldn't have raised the stakes and wagered her own body.
In that case, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka wouldn't have agreed to this absurd gamble, and he wouldn't have gotten hurt.
Of course, the biggest problem was still with Ayanokoji Kiyotaka himself.
To throw caution to the wind just because the other party wagered her body, what a reckless scumbag!
"Sorry, sorry..." Ayanokoji Kiyotaka also knew that Mikura had a lot of resentment towards him; after all, he really did make a mistake this time. He smiled apologetically and then had a sudden idea for a better excuse.
He said with a smile: "Isn't this also for you? If I can get the five million owed to the Student Council from her, you'll also gain Senior Juraku's appreciation, right? Then you'd be very happy too."
"...You mean, you did this for me?" Mikura froze, her movements of cleaning Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's wound stopping.
She hadn't expected Ayanokoji Kiyotaka to say that.
...He did this gamble with Ikishima Midari to make her happy?
She had misunderstood him?
Seeing that this excuse seemed to work, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's it. I gambled with her to help you get that five million."
"You're not trying to fool me, are you?" Mikura felt a little happy, but she still looked at Ayanokoji suspiciously, "Are you really doing it for me?"
"Alright... I admit, I'm not doing it for you." Ayanokoji Kiyotaka said deliberately, "Actually, I'm doing it to become Senior Juraku's dog and accumulate merits in advance. Do you believe me if I say that?"
"Don't even think about having improper thoughts about Senior Juraku!" Mikura reprimanded, knowing that Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was joking.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's left hand had too many wounds to use band-aids.
Mikura lowered her head, picked up a bandage, and wrapped it around Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's disinfected wounds, saying softly: "Next time, don't do this for me; it's not worth it at all. Senior Juraku wouldn't want to see me get this kind of merit either..."
...No way, Mikura actually believed it?
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka hadn't expected a casual excuse he thought of to be so effective.
He felt guilty for deceiving a pure and innocent girl, yet at the same time, he was also a little happy.
It seemed another fish could be added to his pond...
After Mikura bandaged Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, Ikishima Midari, who had been waiting patiently for a long time, immediately spoke up, "Ayanokoji, can you continue? Let's start the fourth round quickly!"
For some unknown reason, Mikura snorted coldly and spoke up for Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.
"He's already so badly injured, and you still want him to compete with you? If you want to play this game, play it yourself; we're not going to accompany you!"
As she spoke, Mikura wanted to pull Ayanokoji Kiyotaka away from there.
Ikishima Midari quickly stopped the two, "Hey, don't leave! It's already the fourth round, it'll be over soon!"
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka patted Mikura's arm, comforting her, "Don't worry, I have experience now, I won't get hurt this time."
"Do you really want to compete? I already told you, there's no need..."
Ayanokoji shook his head, stopping Mikura, who still wanted to persuade him, and said with a smile, "Trust me, okay? I'm really fine."
Mikura opened her mouth, but said nothing. After a moment, she snorted coldly and turned her face away, "You do what you want, I don't care about you anymore!"
Sure enough, Mikura, with her loyal dog attribute, was also very cute...
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka resisted the urge to pat her head and looked at Ikishima Midari, nodding to her.
"I'm ready, let's start the fourth round."
With that, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka opened the card pool in his mind that he had kept closed for half a day.
This time, it was the guaranteed draw, so let the guaranteed system bring him victory.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka placed his left hand, wrapped in several layers of gauze, on a brand new mat. The previous mat was covered in his blood and had been removed by the Dealer, who replaced it with a new one.
Unlike playing poker or dice before, this time, the system did not give Ayanokoji any hints, nor did any red or yellow light appear in his vision.
It seemed to be saying that it couldn't help with this problem either.
Could it be that the system was useless in gambling that relied entirely on skill? Or was it like when playing Old Maid, where it would only make a heroic entrance at the very end?
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was trying this type of gambling for the first time and wasn't clear about the system's mechanics. He was in a situation where he had to act, so he began this challenge.
In the fourth challenge, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka did not act as recklessly as in the previous round. His dagger paused for a moment in the air this time.
At the end of this challenge, the dagger did not stab his finger again, and he completed this challenge precisely.
Eight rounds.
This was the number of times Ayanokoji Kiyotaka achieved.
Except for the third round, this was his most complete round, but Ikishima Midari was very disappointed.
"Why couldn't you be like the last round! Your score this time is too terrible, don't think I'll go easy on you!" She loudly accused Ayanokoji.
"Please do." Ayanokoji smiled calmly, "I'm already prepared to accept defeat."
"...Tsk." Ikishima Midari clicked her tongue in displeasure upon seeing Ayanokoji's unenthusiastic demeanor.
However, Ayanokoji's performance in the last round had already given her enough pleasure, and she wasn't planning to intentionally go easy again, intending to end the game swiftly.
"Watch closely, I'll show you the difference between us!"
Ikishima Midari uttered a harsh remark, placed her left hand on the mat, and waited for the Dealer's signal.
Ayanokoji watched Ikishima Midari's hand, but his mind was on something else.
His challenge was already completed, so how would the system ensure his victory? Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was very curious about this.
As if to make Ayanokoji Kiyotaka clearly understand the difference between them, Ikishima Midari's initial speed at the start of this round was very fast, reaching a pace of one round every three seconds.
By the third round, she had accelerated to one round every two seconds!
And she was still accelerating!
The dagger in her hand was as graceful as a butterfly flitting through flowers, and her speed was almost imperceptible to the naked eye!
Even Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, using a buff, was far from being able to match this speed.
However, this speed also seemed to be beyond Ikishima Midari's control.
She seemed to suddenly lose focus for a moment, and the next moment, the uncontrollable dagger fiercely pierced the inside of her thumb!
Immediately, as if a major artery had been severed, blood gushed out!
The blood splattered by Ikishima Midari even landed on Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's cheek!
Ikishima Midari let out a painful scream, her face distorted, but she laughed happily!
How could this be?
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was stunned, Mikura was stunned, and all the club members were stunned.
Only Ikishima Midari.
She didn't stop. Her left hand trembled uncontrollably, but she still pressed it on the table. Large amounts of blood flowed out as if it were worthless, and the blood from her palm had already soaked the mat, staining her entire hand red.
However, her flushed face still carried a smile, as if she was pleased by her own injury.
She did not choose to stop.
She raised her right hand again and restarted a new cycle.
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