Do you like Yu-Gi-Oh even if it's like this?

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“…I won.”

"…………what?"

I was stunned for a moment, a little bit unable to believe it.

"I flipped the guy's car over - she got stuck."

"...As expected of you."

I rubbed the corners of my eyes.

The player who unilaterally starts the dark game has the right to decide who goes first and who goes second, and can also know a little about what cards are in the opponent's deck - in terms of a bo1 duel, it is really enough to win.

But even in this way, I will still lose...8...Is it because of that person's manipulation? Or is it simply because he didn't get any money?

"After I defeated her, the Dark Game was resolved. Then she ran away while crying, 'Is the purpose of my birth to be humiliated?!'"

Trump shrugged.

"…By the way, just to satisfy my curiosity, what is the name of the dark game that guy started?"

Yao, who was standing by, greeted Die and asked me the first thing she did.

Trump winked at me, I nodded slowly, and he continued:

"[Under the moonlight... um, desert? Desert? Anyway, that's what it's called."

——!

"...A desert."

Yao glanced at me inconspicuously - maybe she realized it, after all, she saw me using the Sand Sword, and also saw the mummy with that android... She could guess most of it by thinking backwards.

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"I just asked directly, who is she?"

After comforting T0p and agreeing to tell him what I knew, Yao tugged at the corner of my clothes, motioning for me to find a quiet place.

"My... um, should I say lover? Or ex-girlfriend?"

——It's something like this.

"...!"

Her expression froze - by the way, I could sense that Die, who was eavesdropping nearby, was also wavering.

"...Don't think too much. This time, I will really kill her."

I shook my head, indicating that this guy would not be able to affect our lives again.

"Teacher...? Could she be, that..."

"I told you, don't think too much."

I turned around and stopped talking.

"I'll take care of everything."

After leaving these words, I patted her on the head and left.

——After all, she should have a lot of emotions to calm down and a lot of distractions to resolve.

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"You want to know where Mu Dongren went?"

Deng raised his head from the pile of documents, and a smile appeared on his cold, inorganic face.

"You said before that if I was worried about Mu Dongren, I would duel with you - but of course you didn't tell me this later."

"I've neglected this. After all, I have a lot of things to manage. Come with me."

She stood up and walked towards me—but tripped over her left foot and fell flat on the cheap carpet.

"Ah... uh... rejection reaction..."

That expressionless face showed a slight fluctuation.

"… (lift)"

I picked her up and walked towards the hospital gate.

then……

“Die, you8 just stay herelin, si and chat with Yao for a while. ”Er≥￡９＇…０“Wu%〃

Said without looking back.

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——When Hei Yu's sharp claws pierced the body, Yao didn't feel it deeply.

Perhaps, she was so calm because she had already thought of killing the hero.

...The "life-threatening killing intention" you once had will not disappear so easily, so remember this.

"Also, teacher, you can't fool me."

Yao pinched her small chin and pulled at her non-existent beard like an ancient strategist.

"How could such an obvious lie from my ex-girlfriend be..."

She shook her head, but then pursed her lips.

"Even if I have to tell such a lie, I have to keep it secret."

Some...uncomfortable.

Although it was just a hunch, that woman might be the teacher's... She might be more important than his so-called girlfriend or ex-girlfriend.

"remote……"

Behind me, Die's voice was heard.

"What should we do?"

Die has a bad habit of relying on others when making decisions.

"The teacher obviously doesn't want us to catch up, even telling such a lie..."

"Hey? Die, have you become smarter?"

"Stop it……"

In response to Haruka's exaggerated surprise, Die puffed up her cheeks in disgust.

"Use some other means."

Haruka took out her cell phone.

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"Are you sure this step is necessary?"

At this moment, I was lying on a hospital bed, with a large refrigerator-like machine in front of me, which seemed to be able to bury people...or rather, it was designed to bury people.

“Yes, we will collect your genetic information.”

The lamp adjusted the machine with its Parkinson's-like trembling hands, and ignored the electric current that was ejected.

"Wait a minute, is this machine okay?"

"Although it's a bit out of repair, it should be able to succeed once out of three times."

Deng answered nonchalantly.

"Wait a minute... five... out of three times, one succeeded?! What about the remaining six or two times?" ㈣≠＋④※●㈡％｀

"..."

She slammed the final button hard.

"Huh?! What about the remaining two times?!"

Just like that, I was sent into the refrigerator by the machine.

"Ding~"

——It made a sound like a successful microwave heating.