Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 827

Chapter 827: Chapter 827: Professional

"I’m beat."

Kira answered the call while lying back in a dorm lounge chair.

On the student terminal, the fat cat face of the Pharaoh filled the screen, but the voice was Lyman’s. Kira knew the ghost of Lyman was probably floating just off-screen; you can’t see ghosts through electronics—only face-to-face.

"Do you have any idea how exhausting a duel is for a cat?"

Teacher Lyman began arguing for his labor rights.

"I demand a raise! Overtime pay for dueling overtime!"

"Sure." Kira agreed cheerfully with a wave. "Three extra pounds of cat food tomorrow."

Lyman’s ghost’s face went black—though of course Kira couldn’t see it through the screen.

Cat food, seriously!?

Kira spread his hands helplessly. "But professor, you’re already a cat. What else should I reward you with? Or—how about I introduce you to a couple of pretty lady cats?"

"Shoo, shoo." Lyman grumbled. "Fine, forget the overtime pay. Vacation. I want time off!"

Having a cat run around doing everything all day was too much. Lyman felt he needed a break, and so did the Pharaoh.

"Okay, no problem."

Kira then said:

"By the way, what about that guy?"

"He’s right here."

The camera panned, and Lyman turned it toward Weevil. The so-called legendary Bug Kid was lying on the ground, barely conscious, his glasses askew, muttering nonstop.

"No, this can’t be real..."

"A cat’s dueling is too terrifying..."

It’s not like Weevil couldn’t handle losing—he’d lost more than once. He’d had his share of crushing blows in life. But taking a heavy blow from a cat? That had to be a first.

Any grand ambitions of contending for Duel King and standing atop the world were shattered in an instant by the simple fact of not as good as a cat.

"Uh, you sure he’s not broken?" Kira asked.

"Relax, nyaa, I know my limits, nyaaa." Lyman was full of confidence, but then his tone deflated. "But you’d better send someone to this location to pick him up.

I’m just a cat. Don’t expect me to haul him back..."

"Got it. I’ll arrange pickup. Get an interrogation room ready," Kira said. "Find out what’s going on with that Advent Church, and what that data-lost spirit is."

The Eye floated beside Kira, protesting, "I am not a thing, thank you!"

Just then the maid Alice arrived with a tray, setting it on the table beside Kira. On the tray lay an exquisite fruit platter.

"Ooh, looks delicious—your skills are improving, Alice-chan!" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The Eye’s big pupil grew even bigger, drooling over the fruit.

Maid Alice looked expressionlessly at the big eyeball. "Not for you."

"So heartless..."

The Eye drooped and asked listlessly:

"By the way, why are you so devoted to following this guy?"

Lowering its voice, it muttered quietly:

"He doesn’t exactly look like a good person..."

Alice smiled faintly.

"One reason would be atonement. I once lost myself and nearly made a mistake. Kira-sama stopped me in time and brought me back to my senses.

Another reason..."

She paused, closing her eyes gently.

When she opened them, an eerie, sinister glint appeared; the corners of her lips curled into a chilling arc. On that delicate doll-like face spread a treacherous smile.

"Because watching Kira-sama mete out judgment to those self-satisfied, dark-hearted duelists, sending them to a land of despair where the sun never shines—it’s just too satisfying..."

The Eye shuddered, instinctively floating back from the ominous doll.

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