The Story About How I Was Fired From My Company and Then Picked up by a Possessive Streamer With Over 5 Million Subscribers - Chapter 150-151

Chapter 150: King’s Game (Part 1)

“…King’s Game?”

Hearing those words gave me an inexplicable chill down my spine, and I couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

Unaware of my reaction, Kanna-san spoke cheerfully.

“Yes! Recently, we’ve been so busy with Able’s events and all, so we haven’t had much time to hang out. I thought we could take this opportunity to play a little.”

“I understand that, but… why the King’s Game?”

“I figured it’d be a way to flirt with Eiji-san legally!”

Sayaka said this with the brightest smile on her face, and Rinmei nodded in agreement, unwilling to lose.

“…But why do I have to join?”

“Being left out isn’t good. Kyoko, join us.”

“Well, I appreciate the kindness, but I’d rather watch the four of you play the King’s Game…”

Kyoko glanced at me, her expression clearly pleading for help.

But before I could respond, Kanna-san placed her hand on Kyoko’s shoulder.

“Oh, don’t be so cold. Play with us, Kyoko.”

“Well, Kanna… sigh, arguing is pointless, isn’t it? Fine. I’m off work for the first time in a while, so I’ll join.”

Realizing persuasion was futile, Kyoko stood up from her chair, approached us, and sat on the sofa.

Wait, does this mean I have no say in this…?

“Eiji-san! You’re okay with this, right?”

“…Eiji… have fun?”

Seeing the two of them looking at me with sparkling eyes, I quickly realized—there was no way I could refuse.

“…I’ll participate.”

Unable to resist their glittering gazes, I gave in, and so began our King’s Game.

“Who’s the king?!”

At Kanna-san’s call, we all drew sticks simultaneously.

“Oh, looks like it’s me right off the bat!”

Sayaka held up her stick, its tip painted red. It seemed she was the king this round.

“…Tch.”

“What’s with that face?!”

“I wanted to be the first king… but Sayaka as king? I don’t like it.”

“Ugh, you’re as snarky as ever… whatever. I’ll start with something light.”

Despite Rinmei’s remark irritating her, Sayaka announced her first command.

“Number 3! Play a game with me!”

“Oh, that’s me.”

Kyoko’s stick bore the number three. It seemed she was the one to play a game with Sayaka.

“A game, huh? What kind?”

“A versus game! The other day, I was humiliated during a livestream of this game, and I’ve been holding onto that frustration ever since. Help me blow off some steam!”

Fueled by a fiery determination, Sayaka booted up the video game.

Watching her, Kanna-san chuckled awkwardly, while Rinmei let out a sly laugh.

Oh… yeah, I remember Sayaka’s catastrophic defeat. She got mocked with items, taunted with motions, and even when she was down to her last life, her opponent crouch-spammed at her. It was pitiful.

Well, she’s gotten better since then, so surely Kyoko-san will lose this time… or so I thought at the time.

“Ugh… I lost…”

As I patted Sayaka’s head while she rested it on my lap, on the verge of tears, I couldn’t help but be amazed at Kyoko-san’s overwhelming 3-0 victory.

“I’ve been playing games with Kanna, so I won’t lose to you kids just yet.”

“You could’ve gone easier on her, though.”

“That’d be disrespectful. Besides, you’d do the same, right, Kanna?”

“…Well, that’s true.”

These women are terrifying…

“Sayaka, get up. Let’s continue the King’s Game.”

“Grrr! Don’t you have any sense of compassion?! Damn it! I’ll make sure to get my revenge!”

Chuckling awkwardly at her grudge-filled outburst, we drew sticks once again.

“Who’s the king?!”

“…Looks like it’s me.”

My stick was the one painted red. So, I was the king this time. Now, what to command…

“Don’t give any pervy orders, King.”

“…I won’t.”

The other three looked at me with bright eyes, filled with anticipation.

Why, though…? Well, I guess I’ll keep it simple for the second round too.

“Alright, number 2, you’ll help me cook dinner tonight.”

A harmless command, or so I thought. A few seconds later, I realized it was a disastrous one.

“Oh, that’s me.”

“…No way.”

“Guh…”

Kyoko-san let out a groan of despair, while Sayaka and Rinmei turned pale.

As for me, sweat ran down my face as I looked at her—Kanna-san.

“Don’t tell me… Kanna-san?”

“Yes! Let’s cook dinner together, Eiji-san!”

This is the worst. Of all the people, it had to be her.

“When cooking with Kanna, prepare yourself. There’s a chance someone could die.”

“…I’ll do my best.”

Hearing Kyoko-san’s warning, I struggled to accept the reality I had created.

Why did I give such a stupid command?

As I regretted my choices, our King’s Game continued.

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Chapter 151: King’s Game – (Part 2)

“Who’s the King!?”

“… It’s me.”

Rinmei raised her hand triumphantly, holding a stick painted red at the tip. With her arms on her hips, she smiled happily. Well, if it’s Rinmei, she won’t give out a harsh command…

“Then, number 4. You and I will ◯◯◯.”

“Wait a second!?!”

“… Eiji?”

No, don’t tilt your head at me like that! It’s not helping! With my mouth still open in shock at Rinmei’s words, I managed to stammer a response.

“R-Rinmei? Can’t you make it something a little gentler? This feels a bit too intense…”

“… It’s fine. All you have to do is spend the night with me. If we just count the spots on the ceiling, it’ll be over in no time… And then I’ll ◯◯◯◯ Eiji’s ◯◯◯ until it’s completely ruined.”

“YOU IDIOT!!!”

“… Fugh!?”

Without hesitation, I landed a fist on Rinmei’s head for casually saying something that would definitely get censored on TV. What kind of command was she trying to give!? Look, now Kanana and Sayaka’s faces are bright red!

“Yusuke, are you a virgin? That’s surprising~.”

“… Please be quiet, Kyoko-san.”

I glared at Kyoko-san, who was smirking with a teasing grin. Well, it’s true I’ve never done anything like that, but… why does this feel so depressing?

“… Ugh, Eiji, you’re so stingy.”

“It’s not about being stingy… Can’t you pick something a bit kinder?”

“… Fine. Then, let number 1 get hit on the head.”

“Hey!? What kind of command is that, Rinmei!?”

“… Sayaka is number 1. Then…”

“Wha—? Wait, why are you coming closer to me? This is scary! Stop!”

Shortly after, Rinmei’s fist landed squarely on Sayaka’s head, and her scream echoed through the house. For the record, number 4 wasn’t me. Judging by Kyoko-san’s smug expression, it was probably Kanana.

…Rinmei, you’re terrifying.

“Who’s the King!?”

“… Oh, it’s me.”

This time, Kyoko-san ended up being the King. Hearing that, everyone except her sighed in relief.

“… What’s with that reaction?”

“Well, Kyoko-san, we can trust you.”

“… Agreed.”

“Please give us a kind command, Kyoko!”

“… That’s a little annoying, but fine.”

With a sigh, Kyoko-san gave her command.

“Alright. Number 2 and number 4, wear the outfits I’ve prepared. You’re not allowed to take them off until the King’s Game is over.”

… I have a bad feeling about this. Looking at the stick I’m holding… it says number 4.

“… It’s me.”

It seems number 2 is Rinmei. As Kyoko-san confirmed who the numbers were, her grin widened.

“Okay, you two. Go change into the outfits I’ll give you. Head upstairs and come back in them.”

She handed us a bag she’d prepared at some point. The moment she handed it to me, I felt like her grin deepened. Please, don’t let it be what I think it is…

“… Alright. Let’s go, Eiji.”

“Ah, yeah…”

With an ominous feeling in my chest, I followed Rinmei to change.

“… Hey, Kyoko-san? What’s the meaning of this?”

“Pfft! Please don’t talk to me in that outfit… It’s killing me… Haha!”

Kyoko-san was trying her best to stifle her laughter, but failing miserably. Kanana and Sayaka were both looking at me with awkward smiles.

“… Eiji, life is all about experiences.”

Rinmei, who was wearing the same maid outfit as me, gave me a thumbs up. It’s cold… And seriously, why am I wearing this?

She must have prepared this in advance.

“I-I can’t… This is too much! Hahaha!”

Kyoko-san finally broke down, laughing like a child. I glared at her with narrow eyes. Just wait, Kyoko-san. I’ll remember this.

“Well, let’s continue for now. We still have time.”

“Y-Yeah… No matter what you’re wearing, Eiji, you’re amazing!”

“… I think it’s fine.”

Despite their sympathetic looks, the King’s Game mercilessly continued. My dignity feels like it’s fading away.

“Who’s the King!?”

“… Finally, it’s my turn.”

This time, Kanana became the King. I wonder what kind of command she’ll give… It’s hard to predict.

“Number 1, give me a big hug.”

“… It’s not me.”

“Not me either…”

“… Not me.”

After confirming their numbers, everyone’s eyes turned to me. Which means… it’s me again.

Kanana’s eyes sparkled, while Rinmei and Sayaka looked on enviously. Just to remind you all, I’m still wearing a maid outfit. Also, Kyoko-san? Why are you still laughing?

“Alright, Eiji! Hug me tight!!”

“… Fine.”

Although her words sounded childlike, I ignored it and approached Kanana. Then, I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly.

“… Ehehe. Eiji, you’re so warm.”

“You’re exaggerating.”

She looked so happy, but I responded a bit curtly, embarrassed for a variety of reasons.

“Ugh… That’s unfair!”

“… Next time, I’ll be the King and make Eiji mine.”

“You two never learn…”

After holding Kanana for a while, the King’s Game continued.

At times, we were told to run 10 kilometers every day for a week, or dash to the convenience store to buy snacks, or even play the Pocky game. It was a chaotic and absurd King’s Game, but undeniably, we all had a great time.