"You have already lost twice in a row, Prince Annan. Especially since you have lost the '7' from the middle of your five cards, without even achieving a victory. This means you have completely entered a losing streak."
The rotten husband leisurely said, "To relax your guard like this... are you sure that's alright?"
"If this round is lost as well—"
With these words, he placed a stone tile face down on the table.
Husky showed no fear whatsoever, not even paying attention to the rotten husband's words.
Her gaze was unwavering, filled with wisdom and resolve.
She looked forth imposingly, silent as a Husky.
It was a while before she bemusedly turned to the rotten husband.
"... Huh? What did you just say?"
"—Heh. Playing dumb won't help you."
The rotten husband said in a deep voice.
He tapped on the stone table with his hand, speaking leisurely, "If you want to drag out time, I can keep you company. But no matter what, you will have to make a final decision... "
