episode_0004

March 187. Jeokma Dormitory Square.

Mina carefully positioned her crew.

10 maid models, 10 butler models.

And there is one maid who has a much cooler pose than the other maid models.

The other maids were simply holding daggers or holding trays or teapots.

This model was holding a dagger between each finger, stepping on the body of a fallen enemy, and looking majestically ahead.

Looking at the reference table given by Indira, the name of this model is-

“Remi, the head maid at Jeokma Hall.

Oh, are you modeled after that fourth-grader Remi?”

“Yes.”

“But it’s not painted.”

At Graven’s point, Mina looked at the models Indira gave her.

Unlike Graven’s colorful crew, his crew is only in monotonous gray tones.

“I’m sorry, miss. I was going to just prime it and paint it later…”

“Priming?”

” Refers to undercoating that ensures that the paint is applied well.

Mina, you really are an evil boss. The maids are running so hard that there is no time to paint!”

Mina felt sick to her stomach.

I wanted to refute that it wasn’t, but it’s true that I drove Indira while running errands…

“Hmph! We can’t let Mina Karcic’s maid use these gray models.

Indira, I will give you leave tomorrow. Make sure to paint it well enough to live up to my reputation!”

“Thank you, lady!”

“By the way, what is the terrain that our Kuroshio students have placed?”

terrain?

Mina looked at the table again.

The terrain was as gorgeous as the models.

A 20cm tall clock tower stands tall in the exact center of the table.

A small warehouse model placed one near each corner.

Small boxes and fences scattered here and there.

Terrain such as bushes and puddles expressed as mats on the floor.

“Umm…”

“I think it’s okay, lady.

Not too much, not too little. The location is also placed so that it is not disadvantageous to one side.”

“Now it is the deployment stage. Take turns placing one unit at a time.

The placement area is 20cm from the edge of your table.”

Graven took out the tape measure and fixed it at the 20cm point.

He carefully checked the deployment area and placed the giant crocodile model at a point within the range.

…Giant alligator?

“Wait a minute! What on earth is that crocodile?”

“You can see it in the reference table. Man-eating crocodile at the Ashura Estuary-”

“No! It’s a duel simulator! Why are you bringing a man-eating crocodile!”

“You don’t want to hear those words from someone who brought 10 maids and 10 butlers with them?”

This… doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the duel…

“It’s your turn. Deploy one of your units.

If you look there, it says that 5 Red Demon House maids are in one unit, and 5 Red Devil House Butlers are in one unit.

Remy is a single model unit.”

“Then there are a total of five units.”

“Okay. Fellow models within the same unit must be grouped together.

To be exact, every model must have at least two other companion models within 4cm.”

“Hmm. Remy is a single model unit, so that doesn’t matter.”

Mina nodded and tried to pick up Remi’s model.

“No!”

“Wait!”

Screams coming from all directions.

“Why? Why?”

“Well… if possible, hold on to the base and move.

It’s someone else’s property, but if you mess with it…”

ah. So, this wooden board part.

“Hmm. Indira. Which side should I put it on?”

“I recommend placing it on the left. Because I have to avoid that crocodile.”

After that, Mina received Indira’s advice and placed the models one by one.

“I have no more units to place.”

“Me too.”

“You mean that the number of units was the same. Very good!”

Mina took out a reference table and compared the names of the units written on it with the models on the table.

A man-eating crocodile from the Ashura Estuary hiding in a pool to the east.

Three blacksmith club dwarves huddled together in the center.

A little to the west is the Republic blood mage Graven.

Tangaroa, a platypus animal, is right next to Graven.

Ten black swan freshmen standing in two rows near the western corner.

“Well, hey, why is the vice president part of the Black Swan crew?

That person is not from your dormitory, right?”

“Even if you are not a student council crew, you can include one student council model.”

“That…yeah…”

Now I can’t even remember what the original purpose was.

“Then, why not roll it? Who will go first!”

Graven grabbed one of the dice and rolled it on a small rolling board installed next to the gaming table.

“3!”

Mina also rolled one of the dice awkwardly.

“7! I won!”

“No, I won.”

“What? What kind of nonsense are you using? I’m higher!”

“Sorry, lady.”

Indira bowed her head deeply and spoke.

“In the age of romance, the lower the dice, the better.”

“…What?”

“You can tell just by looking at the dice.

1 is the flashiest, and 0, which represents 10, is the most crude.”

“It is written as a golden rule on page 1 of the rulebook.

For all dice rolls, lower scores are treated as better.”

“Why on earth?”

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October 186. Student council room.

“This is a masterpiece of the century!

A game that is simple yet suspenseful, unpredictable but strategic at the same time!”

As I entered the student council room to give a mid-term report, I encountered a troubling situation.

A first-year elf chanting shy praise.

I saw it in the student council directory.

Cleo Macariel of Blue Dragon Dormitory, student council secretary.

Miniature games are something unfamiliar in this world.

So, I introduced the chairman to a simple, small-scale game I had played in my previous life.

The dice are six-sided, modeled after chess pieces, and a conversion using grid movements instead of continuous movements.

The problem is that the student council secretary, who was the president’s sparring partner, got too caught up in it.

“Who on earth designed the best game of all time?”

“Here you come in. Coleman, say hello to Cleo.”

As the chairman pointed at me, Cleo knelt down in front of me.

“Mr. Coleman. Are you the one who designed this blessed game!”

“Uh, um, yes. That’s true, but why bother kneeling…”

“Ah. I finally realized it.

That this is true ‘fun’-”

“Please don’t talk like that…”

Well… he’s saying something out of a cheap web novel…

Actually, I didn’t make this, I brought it from my past life…

I don’t feel good at all when I’m praised like this…

Chairman Lilac came towards me and whispered.

“Cleo. He grew up in a very strict family.

So I guess I barely had a chance to play the game itself.”

“Have you never even played chess?”

“Yes.”

after. I guess I have a tiring personality.

I sighed and handed out the draft of the rule book I had prepared.

“What is this?”

“This is a draft of a newly created rule.

It’s still a long way from completion, but I’d like to hear your opinion.”

Cleo pushed up her glasses with her fingers.

“Mr. Coleman’s first work is perfect.

Why did you make a new rule?”

“This game is completely different from the Chairman’s requirements.

I just recycled something I made before.”

The chairman nodded and said.

“This game is a 10-on-10 match between murder experts that takes place inside a small building.

No magic, strong long-distance attacks.”

“Yes. The system itself is different from what the chairman requested.”

“I see. Let’s take a look.”

Cleo flicked through the pages, then frowned.

“Why are you doing that?”

“This part here.”

Golden Rule 2. The lower roll of the dice is always the better result.

“It’s completely different from the first rule, right?”

“Sure. In most backgammon games, you hit the high eye on the good side.”

“I know that this is different from conventional wisdom.

However, only by reversing common sense here can we make subsequent rules consistent.”

The chairman smiled slyly and rested his chin.

“Why? Wouldn’t people be confused if it was written that low eyes beat high eyes?”

“The problem is that all terms in the rule book can be written as ‘good and bad’ rather than ‘high and low’.

I want to make all dice decisions top-down, meaning that if you roll below your ability, you succeed.”

“Why did you choose a different method from your previous work?”

Well, I know that the bottom-up decision system, that is, the higher the dice, the better, has many advantages.

So, a lot of miniature games have chosen the bottom-up approach.

But there was an absurdity that I felt every time.

” Cleo Cleo. Of course, the higher the ability score, the better, right?”

“Of course.”

“In my system, a hit of 7 means hitting the attack dice from 1 to 7.

Hit 8 turns attack dice from 1 to 8 into hits, so 8 is better than 7.

How is the decision made in the original system?”

“Of course, the ability value is 7… Ah!”

Cleo seemed to realize the problem and immediately shut her mouth.

“I see. From the bottom up, a hit of 8 is worse than a hit of 7.

Because 8 can only be converted into hits of 8, 9, and 10, but 7 can be converted into hits of 7, 8, 9, and 10.”

“So, the previously made game displayed abilities in this way.”

Shooting Skill: 3+

“Yes. If the six-sided die rolls 3 or more, the shot is successful.

But if you think about it, it’s strange. For all other abilities, the higher the number, the better.

The lower the hit number, the better. Isn’t it uncomfortable to see that it’s not just a number but with a + at the end?”

“Umm…”

“Do it the Coleman way. Because it’s not that counterintuitive that the smaller the number, the better.

We take it for granted that grade 1 is better than grade 2, and grade 1 is better than grade 2.”

“Sorry. I dare to point out Mr. Coleman’s design…”

“No. That was a good point.

In the process of exchanging discussions in this way, thinking becomes easier.”

Cleo’s point is quite valid.

Many successful miniatures games operate on the system she mentioned.

It’s just that it’s not my personal taste.

I still don’t know what beautiful game I want to make, but I decided to pursue consistency for now.

In the process of pursuing consistency, wouldn’t it be possible to see at least a shadow of beauty?

“Then, may I make one more point?”

“…Sure.”

“The placement area of the models is 10 inches. The tables are 4 feet long and 4 feet long.

What unit is this?”

Uh, um. right. This is a worldview that uses the metric system…

“Well… 1 inch is about 2.5cm. 1 foot is 30 cm. So 12 inches is 1 foot.”

“12 inches is 1 foot? Didn’t you say in the past that since we use base 10, we have to use 10-sided dice?”

“Well… I didn’t make it, but the thumb is 1 inch long and the foot is 1 foot…”

silence.

“Mr. Coleman… How could such a barbaric unit…”

“Wow, how can such a unit be used in a game in this world of civilization?”

Some people used it when launching spaceships…

“The scale of the terrain is 1 inch per yard? What is this again?”

“1 yard is… 3 feet…”

Now the two women were looking at me not with mockery but with astonishment.

“Throw it all away and unify it with the metric system, okay? This is Hwang Myeong.”

“Okay.”

iced coffee. I hereby declare that the miniature game that sleeps on its fifth lamp is independent of the yard and pound law.