The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 263

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A fairly dull bone sound came from Kang Hyeok’s fist.

But just breaking five thin Song-pan boards wouldn’t have broken anything, and it was probably just the sound of bones adjusting to using a fist for the first time.

“Wow, you really are hopeless.”

“That guy wasted ten years on this show for nothing.”

This was so absurd that sighs erupted from here and there, regardless of whether they were enemies or allies.

No matter what, it didn’t make sense – he’d played games more than once or twice, yet he only managed to break five of these thin Song-pan boards.

“No, I slipped! I really slipped. It was a mistake. Please give me one more chance. Really. This is unfair!”

Kang Hyeok threw a tantrum asking for one more chance, but that wasn’t going to happen.

Of course there was no second chance, and it immediately became my turn.

But even with Kang Hyeok’s mistake, our team’s Cast Members couldn’t relax their expressions.

When even someone who’d been playing games for 10 years made a mistake due to nerves, would a kid who looked like they’d only ever broken eggs, let alone Song-pan, actually break them properly? That’s what their faces said.

But I was confident. At least confident enough to easily break the five boards Kang Hyeok broke and the three Kim Gwang-cheon failed to break.

Though I had no basis for that confidence.

‘Ah, I just need to crush them with weight.’

All games are originally about tricks and laughter battles, aren’t they?

You strike the Song-pan with your fist. Broadcasting is something where as long as you follow this rule, even cheating isn’t cheating.

So I.

“Then I’ll begin.”

With calm words, I lightly jumped and ‘brought’ my fist to the Song-pan.

Then I lay down on it.

Crack-crack-crack-!

The Song-pan my fist touched began to break, bearing the full weight of a body that was less than 50kg but dozens of times heavier than a fist.

And in the blink of an eye, I was lying face down on the shattered Song-pan debris with my fist crushed under my body weight.

“…You’re using this method?”

“Wait, isn’t this cheating?”

“Well done! Well done! This is it!”

“Wow, this!”

Joo Na-hyeon and Kang Hyeok started arguing with the Production Staff and our team with bewildered expressions, while our team members laughed until their faces turned red as they helped me up.

Kim Gwang-cheon especially loved it.

Of course he would. A innocent-looking kid jumped to break Song-pan and ended up lying flat on the Floor.

Honestly, I don’t know how this will be broadcast, but it probably looked quite ungracefully funny.

The elegant and quiet image of a Chaebol House daughter was probably chipped away a bit, but whatever. It was funny and we won, so I’m satisfied.

Rather than volunteering to do it and then losing, it’s much better to do some physical comedy and win.

The Production Staff burst into laughter once more at the Song-pan pieces falling off my body and said.

“Kang Hyeok broke five boards, and Ryu Ji-ye destroyed all the Song-pan, so Ryu Ji-ye’s organization wins.”

“This is ridiculous! If I’d known this would work, I would have laid down too!”

“You should have laid down then.”

“…PD, I didn’t expect this from you!”

Joo Na-hyeon and Kang Hyeok got angry while I received lots of praise from my teammates, and the Song-pan breaking game ended.

“Therefore, Joo Na-hyeon’s organization is completely eliminated right here.”

“…Really?”

Joo Na-hyeon asked as if she couldn’t believe it.

Her eyes showed disbelief that all the Situational Drama and narratives they’d built up while coming to This Place could be eliminated so simply.

“Come on, surely not. There must be some wordplay or fake involved.”

“There’s no wordplay or fake. As stated, Joo Na-hyeon’s organization disappears here.”

“…”

And so our only rival organization really disappeared.

What happens now? Do we just go to the Garlic Field, play one game for money bundles, and it’s over?

What about Song-i?

The progression was full of questions. But even while I was thinking, filming continued steadily.

As if they’d been waiting, samgyetang entered the frame and began being set on the Table.

It seemed to be the main menu this Cafeteria sold… Whether it was PPL or not, they gave everyone the same menu regardless of winner or loser.

“Even Kumgangsan is better after a meal. Please eat well and make up.”

As soon as the Production Staff finished speaking, the Cast Members began picking up their Spoons.

The samgyetang was delicious. The reactions were a bit exaggerated since it was PPL, but we really did eat it deliciously.

Though I kept thinking about Song-i even while eating.

And after parting with the frustrated Joo Na-hyeon and Kang Hyeok, we received the next address Cards and departed for the Garlic Field.

“I thought if we won, we’d absorb the other team’s members and all go together.”

“Right. And where are those guys going now? Today’s progression is really unpredictable.”

“Song-i wasn’t there either. I thought she’d be in Senior Joo Na-hyeon’s organization.”

At my words, the Cast Members made even more puzzled faces, saying that was true now that they thought about it.

“Where did those guys leave one Guest?”

“Don’t tell me they already eliminated someone?”

At Daniele’s words, Lee Tae-hyeon shook his head firmly.

“This progression doesn’t feel like that. She’ll definitely appear somewhere.”

I think so too. Then where did Choi Song-i go?

After that, we repeated stopping at several more places to play games.

Every time we stopped at a new place, we wondered if Song-i, or Joo Na-hyeon and Kang Hyeok from the eliminated organization, would appear. But we never met them and only our team moved. We had no way of knowing if the others were each playing games and moving locations.

And finally, we arrived at the game’s final destination, the Garlic Field.

“Wow, so this is the Garlic Field. It’s really wide.”

“The money bundles are buried somewhere around here?”

“Heh, perfect weather for digging!”

The Cast Members who had been conversing in their natural personalities just in the Car immediately started Situational Drama as soon as they got out, putting their hands in their pockets.

I also put my Sunglasses back on and smiled pleasantly while alternately looking at the sunlight and Garlic Field.

Then I gestured to my teammates.

“Bring the shovels.”

“Yes!”

“Yes, boss!”

The Cast Members excitedly brought shovels from the trunk, and I stepped around various parts of the Garlic Field with my feet, gauging where the money bundles might be hidden.

At that moment.

“What are you doing here?”

Our baby I’d wanted to see so much. No, Youngest Member. That fresh and clear voice could be heard.

Finally! I’m meeting you at the very end!

With joy, I turned my head toward where the voice came from.

“…Hehe.”

I couldn’t help but smile a little.

Song-i, why are you dressed like that?

Song-i was wearing work Pants. A straw Hat with cute braided pigtails underneath, a white shirt and work Pants, and navy blue boots.

Anyone could see she looked like a farmer.

Song-i seemed to notice my subtle Expression and made her cheeks even more pouty before turning her head sharply and saying.

“What are you doing in my Garlic Field?”

Ah, so you were the Garlic Field owner.

“Ah, so cute…”

I held back the words that almost slipped out, took a small breath, and immersed myself in the Situational Drama.

“Oh my, Young Miss. So you’re the owner of this Garlic Field.”

“We have some business in this Garlic Field. It would be good if you could step aside for a bit.”

The dialect regions seem to be getting mixed up now…

But it was comfortable as always. This time too, just staying still, the Cast Members took care of advancing the Situational Drama.

“What business do you people have in my Garlic Field? It’s illegal to trespass on someone else’s private property, you know?”

Our Song-i speaks so sharply and clearly.

“Well now~ Young Miss, just look at how we’re built! Do we look like the type to follow laws!”

“You look like you follow them well though?”

“…Ah, really?”

“Yes, you look like model students.”

“…Ah! Young Miss, that’s not what I meant! Anyway! We have business in the garlic field, so just pretend you didn’t see us and let us in!”

“I don’t want to. The garlic shouldn’t get damaged.”

“Good grief! This young miss won’t listen to reason. Hey, do you even know! Do you know what’s buried under this land! Acting like you know when you don’t!”

“I do know though?”

“…You know?”

Song-i spoke confidently while shouldering the sickle she had been holding.

“If you won’t leave, I have my ways too. You must think farmers are a joke. Everyone come out.”

At Song-i’s crisp voice, as if they had been waiting, people wearing the same work pants emerged from the small greenhouse carrying farming tools.

“…Well I’ll be, wondered where those guys had disappeared to.”

“You bastards! Don’t ruin a year’s worth of farming!”

“Get the hell out of here!”

It was Joo Na-hyeon and Kang Hyeok, members of the organization we had eliminated earlier.

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