LRAB Chapter 89 The So-Called Strategy
Chapter 89 The So-Called Strategy
Chapter 89 The So-Called Strategy
Merard found it quite absurd that Mine and her group of girls, who considered themselves Broly's future wives, were having a meeting to discuss how the boy could win over more wives.
"There's a perfectly good wife right here, but they just don't see it!"
Melard complained.
"Miss, your sour grapes attitude is really ugly."
Casandora complained from the side.
"Moreover, rather than discussing how to help find wives, they were more interested in how to promote Broly to others and make them admire him."
"No, I'm part of this too, I have to join the discussion!"
Merard watched for a while before joining the discussion, and the methods they came up with varied, representing different children's experiences of being approached and "conquered" by Broly.
"Although the city doesn't have the dangers of the Gifunola Sea Tree Forest, the environment may be safe, but we can create dangers by human intervention."
When the time comes, all Broly needs to do is step forward and use his skills to rescue those in distress and danger.
Those two will inevitably start to admire Big Brother, and then he'll easily take them in as our new companions!
For children who come out of the forest, the eldest brother rescuing them or the hero saving the damsel in distress is the most clichéd and typical way to win them over.
"It sounds good, but how is using this method to win someone over any different from fraud? Just think, if Broly hadn't saved us, and instead we had been recruited by those Imperial guys who drove us into the forest, and then they expected us to be grateful to them afterwards, how disgusting would that be!"
Of course, some people raised objections, and when the children put themselves in the shoes of the children, they were disgusted.
While rescuing a damsel in distress is a classic strategy, it's hard to cross one's own moral boundaries if one has to play the villain.
"If you ask me, since deliberately playing the hero to save the damsel in distress is disgusting, why don't we just be the bad guys, knock those two out, carry them back, and conquer them by force to make them our new allies? What do you think?"
Esdeath is the only one who could say something like "making friends through force."
She felt that forcibly conquering the opposite sex was a courtship method that conformed to the laws of nature.
Because in the northern ice fields, some dangerous species find their mates in this way.
"Esdeath, not everyone is like you, able to feel happy after being defeated."
Broly shook his head and rejected her suggestion. After making the request at the Osmanthus Pavilion in the afternoon, the happiness value of Hill, the new target of his pursuit, was pointed out by Crystal Palace to be declining. Obviously, a tough approach was not the solution.
"My turn, my turn!"
As he spoke, Melard stepped forward, tilted his head back, and began to offer his strategic advice.
"How can you win a girl's heart with crude methods? We should use methods that make girls feel happy to win them over."
I have created twenty-eight unique ground fighting techniques, but I'm willing to teach them all to you tonight, Broly. Come to my room tonight!
"Okay, next one."
As soon as Melard finished speaking, Mine waved her hand, indicating that she could leave.
"No, you're not going to adopt my method?"
Melard was somewhat puzzled.
"Your bedroom skills are really dirty. You lick and grope people, and you can only use them on people close to you. If you don't know someone, they'll probably be scared away by you."
"No, no, no, even people close to me can be easily scared away."
Akame added from the side that last time she shared a room with Merard, she was almost scared when he came into her bed in the middle of the night. She had to carry her sister and run to sleep with Mine to avoid being harassed by him at night.
"That's because you're still young, your body hasn't been developed enough to feel pleasure..."
Before Melard could finish speaking, Esdeath grabbed him by the back of the collar and dragged him away.
"My suggestion didn't pass, and yours won't either. You'll just have to sit on the sidelines with me!"
Next, another child went up, Bonnie, but her advice was even less worthwhile.
After all, what's with the "invite me to eat mushrooms" thing? Are you trying to use poisonous mushrooms to hallucinate and win people over?
The group of children discussed it back and forth, but couldn't come up with a good solution, so the ball was returned to Maine.
"Since no one has any good suggestions, let me share my idea."
As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.
So-called strategies are nothing more than catering to their preferences and relieving their worries...
Mine was actually quite confident; the purpose of this meeting was simply to point out a general direction to her partners.
Of course, it would be great if someone could come up with a better idea, but no one did.
"Tomorrow, let's investigate those two new winged individuals thoroughly."
At the end of the meeting in the suite, everyone received their mission assignments for tomorrow.
. . . .
Unaware that he was being targeted, Leone had just returned to his slum home after chopping up a few roast chickens, carrying a bag of candy. He went door to door, delivering food to his neighbors to improve their lives.
"Leone, why are you spending money so extravagantly again?"
After receiving the roast chicken from the tomboyish girl, the neighbor's grandmother kept muttering to herself.
"It's nothing. I was lucky today and ran into a group of big spenders. They even asked me to be their tour guide tomorrow. This little bit of money is nothing."
"Leone, you're so kind."
"I used to receive a lot of help from my uncles and aunts, so now that I'm making money, it's only natural that I want to give back."
"Leone, my sister!"
A group of children ran out and, upon seeing the candy in Leone's hand, crowded around like little gluttons.
"Anyone who calls me 'sister' gets candy!"
Leone announced, and a group of children cheered, forming a long line in front of the tomboyish girl under the somewhat helpless gazes of their parents.
The impoverished Slam Street gained some life and liveliness that evening because Leone brought roast chicken and sweets.
. . . .
In the city district, Guihua Fang was busy until nightfall before closing up shop. Hill was scolded by the manager for accidentally knocking over a bucket of water.
"What a clumsy person! It's better not to help at all than to have her help!"
The other waiters also complained about the girl with glasses because she had knocked over a bucket of dirty water and now had to clean the floor all over again.
"You guys go ahead, I'll take care of things here."
The girl with the bun hairstyle stepped forward and took the initiative to clean up.
Seeing that someone was taking responsibility, the others stopped saying anything.
"I'm sorry, Lingling, it's all my fault for being so clumsy."
"It's okay, everyone has things they're not good at."
"I'm thinking about whether I should quit my job as a waiter."
"Don't be silly, what else can you do after quitting this job?"
"Yeah, I can't do anything right."
Hill felt a little disappointed, as he had always felt since he was a child.
"I'll keep doing this job for now, then look for something I'm good at. Once I find something that can make a living, it's not too late to quit my waiter job."
Hua Ling advised that she still took good care of her somewhat clumsy and naturally naive friend, even though the other person always messed things up, she knew that the other person did it on purpose.
"Oh, and Hill, don't forget to take the guests' clothes back to wash."
After tidying up and closing time, Hua Ling noticed that the girl's hands were empty and couldn't help but remind her.
"Ah, I almost forgot."
Upon hearing this, the dazed girl finally realized what was happening, ran back to the lounge to find the guest's clothes, and then ran out again.
But when she came out, she accidentally bumped her foot on the threshold, and the pain made her kneel on the ground, rubbing her big toe hard.
"Are you alright? Do you want me to help you wash?"
Hua Ling was somewhat worried.
"No need. I can manage things like washing clothes. Even if I can't do it well myself, my mom will help me."
Hill waved her hand; she couldn't rely on her friend forever. She waved goodbye and said, "See you tomorrow," before limping away.
"Are you sure everything's okay?"
Hua Ling was really worried about the girl's clumsiness.
(End of this chapter)