Academy’s Black-Haired Foreigner

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#412 – Folk Games

After the hellish greetings finally wrapped up…

Only when I was mentally exhausted did free time finally arrive.

“I heard that during Chuseok in Korea, families and relatives gather to play a traditional board game called Go-Stop! Ohohohoho!”

As soon as free time hit, Olivia erupted into a lady-like laugh while covering her mouth with her hand.

Since when did Go-Stop become a traditional board game?

It’s absurd.

“Hmph. I know that much too. Bonaparte. You’re talking about the game played with Hwatu, right?”

Rin, sitting beside her, shot a sharp look at Olivia.

Regardless of that, Olivia struck a pose that accentuated her chest and lightly clapped her hands.

“Bella! Get ready!”

“Yes, Miss.”

Whoosh. From Olivia’s shadow, Bella dressed in a maid outfit popped up.
“Game on!”

She pulled out a blanket and a hwatu deck from her arms.

“Mother! We’re playing Go-Stop together! I heard it’s common sense for a daughter-in-law to serve her mother-in-law during Chuseok!”

“I can’t let Bonaparte win either. I’ll show you the true power of the Shinozaki-style vision hwatu.”

“…Shinozaki, that’s my line.”

Zing!

The eyes of Shinozaki Rin and Olivia clashed in the air.

Is serving Go-Stop really common sense?

Boom!

As an invisible wave of magical energy surged from both of them.

“Young ladies. Let’s just play Go-Stop.”

Mother said with a smile.

It seems she’s realized by now that they’ve taken this upon themselves, despite worrying about the ‘October World’ nonsense since yesterday.

“Okay!”

“I’m on board, Mother.”

With just one word from her, Olivia and Rin, like obedient little puppies, lowered their tails and held onto the hwatu cards.
Olivia and Rin were holding their Hanafuda cards, tails tucked in like docile puppies.

Just then, the three of them were about to start their Go-Stop game.

“Hawawawawa! Lady Beatrice! We shall play Yut Nori, a traditional Korean folk game!”

“Yut Nori? What kind of lowly human amusement is that…?”

Just then, Evangelin proposed the idea of Yut Nori to Beatrice.

In a flash.

With a gray flash, Han Seo-Jin appeared.

“If you’re looking to enjoy Yut Nori, there’s already a set prepared in the mansion yard. You may proceed there.”

Han Seo-Jin said in a cold voice.

Wait a minute. Why on earth are we playing Yut Nori in the yard?

We could just do it in the living room.

If it’s Yut Nori in the yard, could it be…?

A chill ran down my spine.