Because of My Stupidity, I Became a Timid Vampire

Chapter 106 : Drowning Sorrows in Drink Only Makes Them Worse

While Bei Yaoluo was singing, Bei Yaoyue had already taken two disposable cups and filled them with beer. She shook the dice cup in her hand and asked Xifeng: "Do you know how to play dice?"

This essential skill for group dining and KTV singing, Xifeng naturally knew, but after thinking for a moment, she shook her head and said: "I don't know how to play."

Losing at dice meant having to drink alcohol. She'd have to be crazy to play dice with Bei Yaoyue.

Drinking alone was always boring. Xifeng believed that as long as no one accompanied Bei Yaoyue, she wouldn't be able to drink much by herself.

"It's okay, I'll teach you. It's very simple." After saying this, Bei Yaoyue pulled Xifeng to the seat beside her without giving her a choice.

"I'm not playing." Xifeng glared at her irritably, thinking how this person was becoming more and more annoying. She'd already said she wouldn't play, yet she still wanted to force her.

"Not playing dice is fine too." Chuckling lightly, Bei Yaoyue said in a voice only she could hear: "I'll play with you."

After speaking, she secretly reached her hand toward Xifeng's thigh, only to be slapped away by the alert Xifeng.

"Fine, fine, fine, I'll play with you." Xifeng agreed through gritted teeth. She believed Bei Yaoyue absolutely wasn't just talking—that bastard was capable of getting handsy with her in a KTV.

"Then let me explain the rules to you." Bei Yaoyue placed the two dice cups on the table. "You and I each take a dice cup with five dice inside. Suppose I go first. I guess the total number of a certain digit from both our dice, like 'four threes' or 'five fours.' Ones are wild cards and count as any number when calculating. If you think the combined total doesn't have as many as I said, you can choose to open. If there really aren't that many, you win, otherwise you lose. If you think opening would make you lose, then you continue raising the bid. Note that when raising, either the quantity or the number must be higher than the previous call, so 'four fours' can only be called as 'four fives' or 'five fours' or higher.

"Additionally, five of the same number counts as six, and five different numbers counts as having no numbers at all."

"Oh, oh." Xifeng nodded as if she understood, though she was already thoroughly familiar with these rules. But to maintain her earlier lie, she could only pretend she had just learned.

"The loser drinks half a cup?" Bei Yaoyue suggested.

"Sure."

Soon, the first round began. Xifeng pressed the dice cup and quickly rubbed it back and forth on the table several times, the dice inside making crisp collision sounds.

Actually, she had previously learned the flashy technique of shaking wildly in the air before slamming it down on the table with great momentum, but while that method was good in every way and looked quite cool, it was a bit hard on the dice.

So in the end, she still reverted to this very simple technique.

Xifeng lifted the dice cup to look: two twos, two threes, and a five. After thinking, she said: "Five fours."

Bei Yaoyue pondered briefly: "Six fours."

"Open." Seeing that Bei Yaoyue had taken the bait, Xifeng smiled and opened her dice cup.

Bei Yaoyue had one four and two ones. Together they had three fours total. Xifeng won the opening round.

This was a common old trick in playing dice—call a number you don't have at all and call it high, making the opponent think you have many of that number, so they raise without guard. Then you just need to open directly to win the round.

A bet was a bet. Bei Yaoyue straightforwardly picked up her drink and gulped down half a cup. She put down the cup and said without any discouragement: "Again."

Bei Yaoyue had never been afraid of anyone in her life.

In the second round, Xifeng won again. Bei Yaoyue drained the remaining half cup, then picked up the bottle to refill it.

Xifeng was an old hand at playing dice. While she couldn't be called a world-class expert, dealing with the inexperienced Bei Yaoyue was more than sufficient. After more than ten rounds, she had only lost once. Soon, two bottles of beer had gone down Bei Yaoyue's throat.

While they played dice on this side, Bei Yaoluo kept singing, providing accompaniment for the two like a pianist hired specifically for customers at upscale restaurants.

However, Bei Yaoluo seemed to really enjoy singing. She sang with great enthusiasm and had no complaints.

The game continued. When she inadvertently caught sight of Bei Yaoyue's intoxicated eyes, Xifeng suddenly jolted awake—she had originally wanted Bei Yaoyue to drink less, so how had it turned into her frantically forcing alcohol down Bei Yaoyue's throat?

Cursing herself silently, Xifeng stopped shaking the dice and said with an awkward smile: "Let's stop playing?"

Five bottles of beer beside them were already empty, and almost all of it had gone into Bei Yaoyue's stomach. Xifeng had only drunk two cups total.

"No." Filling her empty cup with beer, Bei Yaoyue said in a drifting voice: "I haven't played enough yet."

Bei Yaoyue was lying. Actually, she didn't like playing dice. She just wanted to find an excuse to drink.

But in truth, she didn't like drinking either. When she drank last time, she found it strange—what was so good about this bitter and astringent stuff?

But she had heard others say that alcohol could drown sorrows, so she clumsily imitated them, wanting to find the true essence of drinking. But the alcohol not only failed to take away her troubles, it made her mood even more irritated and restless.

Drawing a blade to cut water only makes it flow faster; raising a cup to drown sorrows only makes them worse.

"But I don't want to play anymore." The best of thirty-six strategies is to retreat. Xifeng stood up and walked toward the song selection station. "I'm going to sing."

Bei Yaoyue frowned and reached out to pull back that escaping figure: "Want to run after winning? I don't agree."

With her effort, the white figure fell into her embrace. She took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Xifeng's waist, dishonestly caressing up and down.

Her fingertips rubbed against tender skin through the thin pajamas. The girl's soft waist made Bei Yaoyue reluctant to let go, the slippery feeling like touching a freshly caught fish.

A strange electric current ran through her. Xifeng's face flushed pink as she quickly struggled to sit up, saying somewhat awkwardly: "Stop fooling around, there are cameras in the room."

Everything Bei Yaoyue had just done to her must have been clearly seen by the guy in the surveillance room. Just thinking about it made Xifeng feel embarrassed. Was Bei Yaoyue's face made of tempered glass or something?

"Wasn't it you who wanted to sing? Now that you're here, you're not singing and insist on playing dice instead?" she asked.

"Keep me company for just a little while longer, okay?" Bei Yaoyue looked at her sincerely. "Just a little while."

"...Fine, fine." Xifeng was worn down by Bei Yaoyue's pleading gaze and could only raise both hands in surrender.

Feeling somewhat depressed, Xifeng increasingly couldn't understand why she was powerless against Bei Yaoyue. Clearly she was the man, clearly she should be the one in the dominant position.

The two continued playing dice, but this time the tide turned. To prevent Bei Yaoyue from continuing to drink, Xifeng had to deliberately lose every round, drinking the cups in Bei Yaoyue's place.

The result was... a full seven bottles of beer went into Xifeng's stomach.

Xifeng had naively thought Bei Yaoyue would feel sorry for her the same way she felt sorry for Bei Yaoyue, but she discovered she was overthinking it.

She kept deliberately losing, and Bei Yaoyue kept making her drink without any mercy. In the end, Xifeng had drunk so much she was becoming numb, yet Bei Yaoyue had no intention of stopping the game.

Ever since Jiang Feng became Xifeng, her alcohol tolerance had long since deteriorated. Seven bottles of beer had completely exceeded her limit. Under the influence of alcohol, a drunken flush appeared on her face, and her mind began to grow increasingly muddled. A dizzy sensation hit her, making her feel the world spinning around her.