159 Festival of Gil 4

"Fine." Ren sighed in resignation.

"Yes!"

"Watch me beat all of you." Isolde rubbed her palms together in anticipation. But then she realized that he was acting like a boy again. She should be reserved and a little shy like a girl.

She saw her classmates once when she went with them on a festival in the real world. They were all reserved, letting the boys win prices for them as they cheered them on the side. And when she decided to play, the boys suddenly lost interest seeing at how she almost won everything. She was even called party pooper, mood destroyer, insensitive, and no one invited her ever since.

Isolde coughed between her fist and muttered in a low voice, "I mean . . . I-I'm not good at this. Please be easy on me. Tehehehe."

Leonel had hives.

Ragnar just raised a brow.

And Ren didn't even notice Isolde's acting.