The two previous orders Lin had given were foul play, but they were more than enough to boost the participants’ fighting spirit.

    If you just draw the master’s lottery, you will also get a chance.

    I pulled out the stick with more care than ever before.

    Lin, who didn’t manipulate luck, got a blank this time.

    And the joys and sorrows that change one by one.

    The only joy was Elise.

    “That’s me.”

    Elise, who has seized absolute power, drew a line with her lips. At this moment, I am not even jealous of God.

    This cool feeling.

    It is time to be reborn as Saint Elise, God’s representative.

    “Who should I give what orders to~”

    There are two main types of orders that can be given:

    One is to give such and such orders to Karami, the number one target. The other is to cause trouble for other kids.

    But there is a catch here.

    The thing is, unless you manipulate luck like Lin, you can’t know someone else’s number.

    If you order a reckless action and a girl like Lin gets caught, you’ll be in trouble. If you try to make a fool of someone and Karami gets caught, you’ll be in trouble.

    ‘This is not as easy as I thought.’

    Elise, who had been worrying for a while, finally made a decision.

    “2, please act as my chair until the next turn is over.”

    Elise’s choice is a safe order no matter who takes it.

    The odds are 1/5.

    Even if Karami is caught, it is not an entirely difficult order.

    Anyone who has ever experienced the tangerine bath in Elise’s bio chair.

    “Ah.”

    Mirabelle sighs.

    The number written on her stick is 2.

    Mirabelle is the youngest of the slaves, aside from the disguised Rin.

    The fact that such a Mirabelle was used as a chair did not look good in many ways.

    “Wow, Saintess. I didn’t see it like that, but I didn’t know you would give such a harsh order to Mirabelle.”

    “Mirabelle, I didn’t mean to do that… .”

    Arphia smirked as she caught a good prey. Elise was at a loss.

    “Can’t we change the order? It seems too harsh on Mirabelle.”

    “Where is that? Mirabel, if you don’t want to do it, just say you can’t do it. Just get punished and that’ll be the end of it.”

    “No. I will.”

    I can’t waste a precious day with Karami.

    Mirabelle went to Elise’s seat and lay down in the OTL position.

    “Please sit comfortably, Your Majesty.”

    How am I supposed to sit comfortably on this small back? Elise carefully lowered her bottom like a sinner.

    “Ugh.”

    It fell down suddenly as if it would collapse at any moment.

    “I’m sorry. Is it too heavy?”

    “Okay, it’s okay, my lady. But your butt is quite big.”

    “Isn’t that because you’ve been kneeling and praying all day? Hehe.”

    Elise’s face turned bright red.

    “It’s not that big? Don’t laugh and hurry up and do the next turn!”

    Fifth turn.

    The barrel has been turned again.

    Mirabelle stretched out her arm and pulled out hers with difficulty.

    And despair.

    Mirabelle was not the owner.

    “This week’s owner is me.”

    It was Narsha.

    While others tried to win Karami’s affection, Narsha thought differently.

    ‘These troublemakers need to get their heads together.’

    plural.

    Only revenge.

    “3 times, 1 time, kiss the collarbone. Engrave the lip mark.”

    The chances of getting karami are slim.

    A gamble worth taking.

    Pay the price for causing trouble.

    “Who is number 3?”

    “1, who is it?”

    Words heard at the same time.

    Lin and Arpia’s eyes meet.

    And 3 seconds.

    “Wait a minute!”

    “No, why?!”

    The moment they realized belatedly that they were each other’s opponents, they jumped up.

    I got angry and asked Narsha.

    “Why does Lin have to kiss that elf?”

    “Why should I receive something from that fox that I haven’t even received from myself yet?”

    “If you don’t like it, please abstain.”

    Lin growled.

    “Abstain. Do you really want to be kissed by Lin?”

    “That’s nonsense. You don’t want to kiss me, do you? Otherwise, why wouldn’t you abstain?”

    They say so, but neither side abstains.

    If I give up here, my day with Karami will be gone?

    And the other person will like it.

    This is a battle of pride.

    “Whether you abstain or follow orders, do it quickly. Don’t you feel sorry for Mirabelle?”

    The Mirabelle chair on the verge of collapse.

    Lin chewed her lips.

    Why would you do something like that in front of everyone, especially your master?

    But if I abstain, I won’t be able to see Arphia like that no matter what. In that case, we’ll both just die.

    Lin crawled towards Arphia.

    “대.”

    “No, are you really going to do it?”

    “Why are you scared? If you’re scared, why don’t you abstain right now?”

    “Huh. Who would be scared? Okay, do whatever you want.”

    Arphia lowers her shoulders, revealing her collarbone.

    Neither side gave in until the very last moment. In the end, Lin kissed Arphia’s collarbone deeply.

    Woof.

    A feeling that is difficult to express in words.

    Arpia shrugged her shoulders. She clenched her teeth and turned her head away, unable to bear to look.

    When Lin bit her lips, a clear lip mark was left on the jade-like fairy’s collarbone.

    The appearance was just like Arphia insisting it was Rin’s.

    “… … .”

    “… … .”

    The two who had been arguing until just before became quiet.

    A subtle atmosphere flowed.

    “Ppa, let’s move on quickly!”

    “My, my words are exactly that.”

    Lin returns to her original place.

    Narsha and Karami’s eyes met.

    ‘I saw something good. It’s Narsha after all.’

    ‘Just leave it to me, Master.’

    Nod.

    Nod.

    Sixth turn.

    Mirabelle was finally freed from the bio-chair.

    Likewise with drawing lots.

    The sixth owner.

    It was Mirabelle.

    “Oh, it’s me! Um, number 2, kiss the owner, kiss.”

    “Come on, I’ll give you a kiss.”

    “Ah… .”

    I was secretly hoping it would be Karimi.

    Arphia kissed Mirabelle’s soft cheek.

    Seventh turn.

    “Oh, it’s finally me.”

    The owner, Karami, was the owner.

    What orders will he give?

    “4, come up on top of me and put your butt on me. Let’s hit three times.”

    You can get spanked by your master.

    It’s a reward no matter who you ask in the world.

    Who is that glorious one?

    “… It’s me.”

    “Narsha, come up to me.”

    Narsha, who was the envy of everyone, crawled and lay down on Karami’s thigh.

    A posture just like a mother disciplining a child.

    What kind of disgrace is this in front of Karami and the slaves?

    I’m so embarrassed I could die.

    Narsha covered her face with her hand.

    Her ears, which had not been covered yet, were as red as her hair.

    “Okay, let’s go.”

    Karami’s palm fell on Narsha’s butt.

    Crack!

    Crack!

    Crack!

    A loud cracking sound rang out.

    Narsha squirmed loudly every time her butt was hit. It wasn’t because it hurt.

    It’s just that I’m so embarrassed that the sound that sticks to my ears is coming from my own butt.

    I wish I had been sick instead.

    I feel like my eyes will be opened to a new sense.

    Narsha returned to her seat.

    I got hit in the butt, but my face feels hot.

    That burning shame was replaced with hostility and poured out on Karami.

    “You are giving such an order in front of everyone. You started this fight first, Master.”

    “You seem to be enjoying it quite a bit. Above all, can you get revenge on me?”

    In order to take revenge, you must choose the master and know Karami’s number.

    In this game where luck is everything, a declaration of revenge is nearly impossible to achieve.

    “If you keep doing it, an opportunity will come.”

    The game continued.

    “This time, Lin is the owner… but it’s Skip anyway.”

    Lin, who used a trick, skipped.

    The next owner is Arpia.

    “What? 1 and 4 kiss 3’s thigh.”

    Elise spreads her legs.

    Lin and Narsha kissing each other’s thighs.

    “A saint spreads her legs and gets kissed. Is this a saint or a prostitute? Would the world be shocked if they knew?”

    “I don’t think that’s something you should say after crawling between my legs?”

    Lin and Elise stared at each other with strange smiles, only the corners of their lips twisted.

    Next time, Lin.

    Skip without fail.

    Next turn.

    Master Elise.

    “I’m finally getting to be the owner. Number 5, sit on the person’s left face until the next turn.”

    “shi, excuse me, Arpia…!”

    Arphia’s face disappeared between Mirabelle’s skirts.

    “Wow, it’s warm here.”

    “Please don’t say anything there…!”

    The next owner is Lin.

    “I can give orders now, right? Number 2, lick the armpit of the person on the right.”

    As soon as power is seized, it is wielded immediately.

    “Oh.”

    Karami let out an exclamation.

    He was number 2.

    Shashasha!

    The moment the punishment turned into a reward, an afterimage appeared and Rin was sitting next to Karami.

    “Don’t cheat and go to your seat!”

    “Wow? Lin’s place was here from the beginning?”

    He came out shamelessly, but was kicked out after fierce protests from many.

    Elise exposed her armpits in embarrassment, and Karami’s tongue licked them.

    Next time.

    This time it was Elise again.

    “3rd time, put both arms behind your head, and spread your legs wide. Master?!”

    The rest is omitted.

    All kinds of battles of wits.

    Prayer and war of nerves.

    Before she knew it, a third faith had begun to sprout in Elise: the god of lotteries.

    18th turn.

    Lin pulled out the master’s stick.

    “2 licks 1’s foot.”

    “Huh?!”

    Mirabelle, number 1, is startled.

    Twice I licked Mirabelle’s feet.

    Karami was smiling brightly.

    He pulled Mirabelle’s legs out and took off her shoes and socks.

    “Ah, no, Master! I worked all day and I’m dirty…! Huh?! Th, that’s a toe… !”

    Lick lick.

    Karami licked every single spot on Mirabelle’s white, soft, squishy, ​​and smooth feet without missing a single one.

    When it was over, Mirabelle collapsed on the floor, wincing in embarrassment or pleasure.

    The other four swallowed in tension at the gruesome sight.

    The content of the orders became increasingly more extreme as the game progressed, and by turn 30, all five people’s bodies were covered in kiss marks.

    It was hard to find a saint, but among them, Karami was in the best condition.

    He lived a life of good luck, often pulling out the master’s stick, and rarely being singled out for punishment.

    Even if I was pointed out, I didn’t consider it a punishment.

    Unlike other slaves who don’t get along with each other, he likes all slaves without discrimination.

    Everything is a reward.

    It was an unfair game.

    35th turn.

    “It’s me.”

    Arphia chose the owner.

    At the moment when I was thinking about what order to give.

    “Everyone. Now is not the time for us to be like this. We need to join forces as slaves.”

    “How do you join forces in a game of luck? You don’t even know who’s number is which.”

    “Then shouldn’t we know who’s number is? I’m number 5.”

    With that said, Narsha revealed her own pattern.

    It was number 5, to be honest.

    “If everyone reveals their number, the other person can figure it out naturally. That means.”

    “Can you give orders by pointing out yourself?”

    “That’s it.”

    If we compete with each other, it will be difficult for everyone, but if we join forces, everyone will benefit!

    Three people who agreed with Narsha’s plausible opinion also revealed their numbers. Then Karami’s number was also identified.

    “Wait a minute, guys. Isn’t that against the rules?”

    “There are two rules to this game. No commands that cross the line, and no foul play. However, you are free to expose your own cards.”

    “… … It’s already this much time. Today was fun, everyone. It’s rewarding as the host that everyone seems to be getting along well. Bye, I’ll take my leave now… .”

    Elise and Mirabelle grabbed onto Karami’s pants.

    I couldn’t take another step due to their evil power.

    “Where are you going, Master? The night is long, and the vampires are just beginning.”

    “My butt is still burning from the hit I got from my master. Shouldn’t you pay the price?”

    “Ah… .”

    By the time Karami was able to return to her room, her entire body was covered in hickeys and tattered.

    My butt got beat up too.

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