[Conan] the Player Who Was Backstabbed by the Dice

I am an ordinary code-named member of the black organization, and my real identity is a gamer. I am 20 years old and live in the villa area of ​​​​2-chome, Yoneka Town. Every time I do a task, I throw a dice to decide whether to work hard. I don't smoke or drink. The system says I am healthy. I just want to say that my dream is very simple, that is to usurp the throne and become the leader of the organization. I usually rely on my external brain to cheat me, so I never care about the outcome. I am such a contented person, because the goddess of dice will solve everything. Amen! * Scotland: ... Is that a reason for you to drive my car into a tree? Me: But I failed the driving check. Bourbon: Is this the reason why you agreed to hide in disguise when you were doing the mission, but ended up sneaking in with your real body and almost being discovered? Me: But I failed the Disguise check. Matsuda: Is this the reason why you beat the prisoner into a concussion? Me: But I... Oh I did it myself. Me: But he blew up my house! God in charge of dice·External brain·System: * [The main mission is to become the boss of the organization and reach the peak of life. 1. First person without cp, paragraph style Anke to outline article 2. The system is an acquaintance 3. Real wine 4. This article has nothing to do with running a group, but for the sake of the drama of the content, the decision-making power was handed over to the dice girl at some point (I randomly picked up a card, and the attributes were randomly selected. 5. Don't ask for evidence. I only pay attention to what I write happily. I will update as I see fit. Purpose: Playing games must be fun