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Hmph… Your challenges get more and more annoying every time.

…But…it’s the friendly thing to do, huh?

(Just why I usually wouldn’t do it…)

If it’s the kind of thing she wants me to do, then I’ll… I’ll do it for the Goddess. I’m not doing this for you and definitely not for the villagers! I’m doing it for the Goddess! …

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And my rivals… They get the mercy of all this potential profit taken off my shipments. Maybe they’ll manage to come close in the records today.

Only close.

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Every villager!? You can’t be serious! This time I have to mean it, too?

As stupid as this is… Whatever. I won’t lose to you.

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That’s enough.

I can’t make up a good thing for some people where there isn’t one.

I win since your challenge is flawed.



…Just…

… …Humph. Just let me get this stupid thing over with. Stupid.


A boy…



A girl…


(… … …N-no… I would rather be trampled to death by my own cows than let her think… …)


…I’ll choose the mayor’s daughter, who I’ve already admitted is sort of tolerable in her bland, forgettable way. Besides, by marrying into the mayor’s family, I could probably take over the village someday, and show people how things should really be done.


As you can see, there is no emotional or physical attraction behind either of these answers and anyone who says otherwise will regret it.


P.S. I really hate you. And I take satisfaction only in the fact that you also lose your own stupid Game when you so obnoxiously bring it up to me. I hope it was worth it, idiot.

 
If a bunch of idiots want to get hyped up on soda, they could at least take it a little farther away from my quiet ranch.
 
For example, the next town over. Or one of the islands clear across the ocean. Or the moon.
 
Things weren’t always like this. As with everything else, it’s that farmer's fault, for helping to kickstart that pointless business, which contributes nothing to society but noise pollution from morons on a sugar rush.

 

If a bunch of idiots want to get hyped up on soda, they could at least take it a little farther away from my quiet ranch.

 

For example, the next town over. Or one of the islands clear across the ocean. Or the moon.

 

Things weren’t always like this. As with everything else, it’s that farmer's fault, for helping to kickstart that pointless business, which contributes nothing to society but noise pollution from morons on a sugar rush.