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

"Well, considering your current state, why don't you go home quickly, find a loli to hug, take a hot bath, drink some milk, and have a good sleep - maybe I'll come back with a secret tomorrow."

"You seem to have made a mistake..."

"Don't be stubborn. I'm begging you, okay?"

"I just asked for your opinion, I didn't say I would listen to you... Let's get started!"

——I shouted at the third person who was in this place but did not show his figure.

"Tsk...are you okay? I see you look like you're going to die any minute."

She was beside me, appearing like a stand-in, which surprised the Mudong people on the opposite side.

"A little girl from the Department of Paratech? Do you have any...wait, does she look a bit like you..."

"I'll explain it to you later! It's time to start! Tabula rasa!"

—I told you my daughter’s name.

"Don't say that name!"

But she didn't seem to like it and covered her head:

"What kind of sick father would name his daughter after a duelist ID?!"

Although she complained like this, she did not slack off at all——

"Dark Game [Waterless Wasteland]!"

Mummies are rampant, and under the sunlight, the sand, like the end of a traveler, covers the originally clear world.

——This is something that can only be done between the tablature and me.

Through a high degree of mental synchronization, we, who are playing similar dark games, pull each other like the twins Little Red and Little Blue in a live broadcast, so that I, who am in a weak state, can also play the dark game... by borrowing the form of her game.

In addition, because she can adjust the background of the game, even if Mu Dongren is defeated, he will not die, but will be made into a mummy - and then he can drag the spirit body back to the company and revive Deng.

——The original plan was to convince him to come with me voluntarily, but with the dark game of the six-line score, it became a form that I could force him.

"You actually used other people's dark games - tsk... you're still so unresponsive."

He pulled out his deck and shook his head.

"But - if you think you can easily win this battle from me, then you are overthinking."

The Duelist named Mu Dongren raised his lips slightly, and then -

"what?!"

Beside me, Tabula yelped.

"I will attack first!!"

He drew five cards and smiled fearlessly.

........................................................................

"why?"

"what why?"

"…You killed me without hesitation before."

"If he gets hit again in this state, even the fake Dark Yugi will die."

“…I didn’t understand.”

"That company of the lamp certainly won't let you die - the fact that she's still alive and kicking after eating my dark game is proof of that."

But on the other hand, that guy's dark game has not recovered, and I'm afraid the mental damage is not so easy to repair.

"But perhaps, the more important reason is..."

I narrowed my eyes, brushed away the unhappiness in my heart, and then spoke slowly.

"When you had a physical body of fourteen or fifteen years old, I still thought you were a 'woman' - but now that only your spirit is left, I can identify you as a 'child'."

——I don't trust 'women', but I can tolerate children.

"... a damn lolita control."

She cursed, and seemed to have a little trust.

"I'm going to give you a name - but before that, I have a small request..."

Water machine, and its first seven:

Chapter 80 A phone call

That was some time ago, around the time I returned to China.

International airports are a kind of bond that connects countries in the shadow of politics.

I think I am used to the price of each meal, after all, it is not bad compared to the prices in North America.

...But maybe I should buy one more portion, this small half bowl of noodles is really not enough.

"Dingling bell~"

——When I was thinking about how to spend the third meal during my transfer between airports, my phone rang.

"Don't call it internationally..."

Sitting in economy class for a long time has made my mind a little confused. Maybe now I can’t tell you the biggest scene of the magician.

I picked up the phone, hoping it wasn't some troublemaker.

"Hey?"

"Hello? Nine-legged spider? (English)"

"...Shop manager?"

——The store manager is not from China, not the one with fangs.

He is the manager of a card shop called Echo in Canada.

There are a lot of cards, but they are very expensive - it's better to say that except for cards like Sprinter, all TCG cards are very expensive.

The Huisheng Café is one of the most popular restaurants for local Chinese. Before I got used to English storytelling, I had already gotten used to playing cards there - I would go there whenever I was not in school during my days in Canada.

"Well, I'd like to get some advice from you. The thing you asked me to investigate has come to fruition."

The store manager's voice was hesitant - an emotion not very common for him.

"…What is it?"

I raised an eyebrow.

"Well, you're really busy - that's the one, the casino staff."

"..."

I hesitated, then recalled what happened before.

——He brought multiple Lava Golems but it didn’t get stuck at all. In terms of the deck, he is an intermediate between using Xiangjian and Huanlongjun.

Even though we won, it was still very difficult... even for me, I used some borderline methods.

That guy - if he was just cheating, it would be fine, but that guy was slow in playing cards, operating in an irregular manner, trying to bypass self-discipline, and repeatedly withdrawing operations.

By the way, he would ask to go out to smoke in the middle of playing cards - I couldn't even tell whether he went out to smoke or to smoke cigarettes, anyway, the smell was not very good.

He was a guy I didn't really want to duel with a second time...but since there was no one else in the card shop, I was forced to duel with him for three consecutive days. This is one of the few times I have a bad memory of dueling.

"That guy is a professional—did you catch him cheating?"

I am very sure that, with my concentration, he should not have done anything on the spot - he should not have done anything like hiding the cards or changing the cards.

"No... but several players have reported that his mechanics are very odd and the quality of his hand cards is abnormally high."

The store manager gritted his teeth - this kind of thing is very dangerous. After all, if the store is entangled by such problematic players, it will lead to the loss of normal players.

"...Then I think I roughly know what he does."

If something wasn’t done on the spot, it was something that was done beforehand.

I put the noodles aside and leaned back in the chair - fast food restaurants like this sometimes don't make the chairs comfortable in order to reduce the length of time customers stay, but I guess that shouldn't take too long.

"When that guy shuffled the cards, he didn't do the Indian shuffle and just started shuffling them in piles, right?"

“…I guess, yes?”

"That guy arranged the cards in advance."

"……?but……"

——The general arrangement method is that even if you have shuffled the cards yourself, you will hand them over to the other party to shuffle.

"He didn't add a lot of stuff - just a few Lava Golems, a broom and a double tornado, that's all."

"!!"

The store manager seemed to have thought of something.

I recalled his deck.

"Rather than 'put the arranged cards at the top of the deck the way you want them', his approach is more like 'distribute the stuck cards evenly throughout the deck'."

I casually picked up the credit card I used to pay the bill and the student ID card, which had become just a souvenir, and rubbed them gently.

If the cards are evenly distributed, even if you hand them over to the other party and simply cut them into two or three piles, the structure will generally not be destroyed.

"Although his strength is just that, as long as the few high-quality cards he added don't get stuck, it can slightly distort the balance of victory and defeat. I think some veterans should have noticed this, and every time they shuffle their own cards, they don't simply cut and shuffle them, but divide them into multiple piles."

——The first time you pile up, you distribute the key cards in the deck... But if you repeat the pile shuffle and Indian shuffle many times, the arrangement like a precision instrument will begin to crack.

"And to be honest, his problem is not just this extent..."

The bigger problem is the unpleasant experience brought by playing against him... Anyway, I don’t want to hear the words "I’m going out for a smoke" anymore. ｑ

"...Yes, several players have said that if that guy comes to our store again, they will not come again."

The store manager said frustratedly.

“But as a store owner, you can’t do something like kicking people out—I can’t say about other stores, but I don’t think you can do that.”⑼

"Don't expose my scars..."