There are two types of secrets : the kind you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out.
Dreamer's way of winning against Archie was one of these secrets as well. He couldn't tell it even if Archie guessed right.
So, the only way to avoid answering, he got up.
"You are leaving?" Ralph asked, standing behind Dreamer.
Dreamer looked over his shoulder. "Yeah. I am tired."
"At least, tell us your name."
"Yeah. Who are you, young man?"
The people asked Dreamer's name. How long would they call him young man.
"Yeah. You said you will tell your name after winning." Ralph chimed in as well.
Dreamer surveyed the crowd and all of them stared at him. They wanted to know who he was.
"Haah." Dreamer sighed.
"Alright. I am Dr…"
"Ahem!"
Dreamer couldn't finish as from behind Archie coughed loudly.
Dreamer turned his head at the old man and just like before, Archie shook his head.
