Guess The Price Game の小説・ストーリー

“Hi, this is Dean Jacqueline. My students recently participated in your debut game room, were there any prizes?” “Yeah, Dean Jacqueline, I had heard a lot about you from Agatha,” the person replied. “Yes, they won about five thousand dollars as a team, and the girl Seraphina won two thousand. Is everything okay?” Dean Jacqueline felt her ears grow hot. “No, thank you for your time. I hope we can work together sometime.” One by one, she called every number on the list. Sure enough, there were prices, prices Agatha never mentioned. “Call Coach Agatha to my office now.”

Just then the host announced, "WELCOME TO THE ARENA PARTICIPANTS!!!" "Most of you might wonder at what the world is happening, so here I am, your host for today to explain everything. Listen attentively as I will just mention it once." "Kidnapped? Been dragged or forced? Or was luckily invited? All of you, here are chosen to participate in our famous 'game'. You are fortunate enough to join and have a chance to win an unbelievable price." "So, in this game, we have here a level from 1 to 101. Winning every level has a corresponding price. Money? Woman? Man? Anything you desire? You can get it if you kept winning and raise your level."

He sweeps his eyes on me. “A good place for hunting, isn't it?” “I don't understand what you are saying.” I take several back steps as he inches closer to me. “Wanna play a game?” “No, thank you. I'm an adult now. Maybe you should ask your nanny or your neighbors,” I reply. “How about a hide and seek or a tag?” “Video games are more convenient. Don't you have any plans to go with videogames?” “Can you run fast, Mr. Price?”

“Going once. Going twice.” Ashley raised her hand. “Congratulations to the girl in orange! You win the first round.” The woman cheered, flipping her hair confidently. Ashley grinned. “Now for the man of the hour. I know you’ve all been waiting. Next up is my brother, the one and only CEO of Gibson Corporation—Mr. Jazper Ray Gibson.” Cheers exploded through the crowd. “The starting price is ten thousand pesos!” What the heck? Ten thousand? I could buy so many useful things online.

Natasha’s reflection shimmered on the screen, a small, cold smile forming. Her assistant asked about a statement. “No. Not yet,” Natasha said, tapping her chair. “Let them chase their theories.” Her gaze narrowed on Alina. “Besides,” she murmured, “it’s more interesting when people reveal themselves.” Another alert flashed... marriage, inheritance, the Vaughn name. Natasha’s glassy smile widened. “The game,” she whispered, “has begun.” The suite was quiet after breakfast, John’s words lingering like a storm. Charlotte’s hesitant voice broke the silence.

"Her type? What type is that?" The other woman smirked, sizing Marcia up. "The kind that'll do anything for anyone on the first floor. Cheap and easy." Pag sauntered closer, her voice dripping with false sympathy. "Let me give you some advice as a senior here: set your price high on your first night. Otherwise, you'll spend the rest of your life as a nobody." Pag was trembling with anger, her entire body shaking as she pointed a finger at Cara and shouted, "Cara, what the hell do you mean by this?"

Without a second thought, he grabbed a bottle of alcohol and gulped its contents down his throat. Jenna's heart skipped a million beats at once and for a few seconds, it ached, causing a wince to escape her mouth. What are you talking about?” she finally spoke, feeling her heart palpitation increasing as she walked over to where he was. “How much do you want, millions or a billion? Alessia's family are stinkingly rich" he said and Jenna scoffed, getting a clue of his supposed bride's name “I haven't even agreed to that!” she raised her voice, watching him gulp down the alcoholic liquid.

She took it and his hand pressed together using greed “How about fifty million each?” I remained calm, watching him try to poke at my nerves. “Or seventy? They're very small and cute so they…” “Call your damn price!” “I don't have one. Venus leaned forward, his hands together in a gesture of greed. ‘Oh… now, let’s see. Maybe fifty million each? Maybe seventy. Or maybe you want the entire package… one hundred and twenty?’ He spoke with greed, with wicked play in his voice. I ignored the drama. "I told you how much. I don't play games."

“Instead, be prepared to pay the same price one day.” Slowly Anthony sat back in his normal position, looking comfortable. “You can look forward to that.” Anthony is the type of person who always keeps his word. Never hesitate to reply exactly the same as what he received from the opponent, regardless of male or female. Anthony opens the car window, asking Mr. Tony to drive them to the party venue.

He saw it as an improvement. After that, they went to a place where games are played. She knew how to play the games, as they had same in Wesborne. The players had to shoot at some buttons that contains hidden numbers. Any button that was hit would be picked up and turned to reveal the numbers. They were gifts attached to the numbers. "Do you know how this one works?" "We pay to throw the sticks." "Do you know how much?" "One stick cost ten silver coins back in Wesborne." Raziel bent down and picked up a number of sticks and gave it to her without counting. She then threw one, but didn't hit any target. She groaned.