So now seeing how this fuck was challenging me and even Yohan was getting second thoughts about this new dickhead, but he spoke: ‘No, it isn’t possible because this guy is the entire plot of this game, as this game was supposed to be a mere adult game that was based on an average loser.’
Hearing how even in this world, this logic of making a game on some random looser didn’t change, I was feeling like spitting on my face, but still I continued hearing his words: ‘Who managed to get to such a party and begged for a gamble? After the gamble, due to some unknown reason, he wins, and that gives him the ability to gamble with anyone on anything.
They didn’t have to agree or deny it, so due to this ability you were supposed to bang a woman by gambling on them!’
So hearing how he was telling me that this guy was more like a main plot, I spoke in a somewhat puzzled tone: ‘Then what do we do now? Am I supposed to, like, enter this game for real? And how in the world will I enter this mess?’
Well, my words made Yohan even fall silent for a few moments before he spoke in a tense tone: ‘Fuck you, asshole, you should have thought about it before messing with my game. It was you who fucked this game to this point that it started to take RPG-like turns, rather than being a mere horny game!’
Surely it was my fault for messing the game like this, but how could this jerk curse me right on my face when I was the one who was pulling the gamble with this fuck, and this creep was pissing, and now I was wondering if I should gamble him only to this jerk?
But remembering that contract, I was not sure if those guys would understand this prank, so rather than dragging this any further, I spoke, ‘Creep, do something now, or else I will again destroy your game’s storyline!’
Hearing my words, for a few moments, I didn’t get any answer, but the next moment, I felt my body turn extremely heavy, and it fell to the ground, but strangely, I was still sitting on the chair, and seeing me falling, a few people nearby came to help my body and check the condition of it.
But for me, it was way too strange, like I was feeling like some kind of ghost, who was merely a spectator now. Everybody around me wasn’t even able to see me, and they were treating the body with some panic.
While others didn’t even try to help but rather thought about filming it on their phones and uploading it on their shits, this gambler jerk still had his eyes fixed on me, and now he was looking more excited than before.
Which was really scaring me, but my time for getting scared ended the moment I felt a familiar warmth of my mighty treasure, something that my pants could only hold: the nice and strong body and the same motherfucking charming face.
Fuck, such a nice feeling was really way too awesome, like returning to my body, but Yohan told me that there was still a restriction on my abilities due to tech differences, and it will cause strange bugs if he tries to forcefully sync it with my system.
Seeing some unknown person appearing right in front of everyone made everyone way too shocked; despite being drunk, most had their eyes wide open, and they were looking at me in disbelief.
While this jerk’s eyes lit up with a grin on his nasty face, he gestured to the barkeeper to start refilling the mugs, and surely even the barkeeper was looking scared by this thing, but this fucker was more professional and true to his business than I thought.
Like, rather than running away or asking questions about it, he merely nodded and professionally took the mugs from the table and refilled them. Well, such a kind of passionate barkeeper, I had never seen in my life. Like, how could anyone be this true to his work?
But as he kept the drinks on the table, this time, he gave me a nasty grin and spoke while lifting the mug in feelings of brotherhood: ‘So little gambler, in our profession, we don’t have families or friends; we only have big gamblers and small gamblers. And now, seeing how sincere little gambler is, I will also show my sincerity in my gamble, so are you ready to play!’
Hearing how this jerk doesn’t consider anyone his family or friend in his profession, I was feeling like I was talking to some casino scammer. Those jerks also always pretended to be professional and never cheated, but at the end, my ass never left that place with even underwear on it, so feeling concerned, I gave him a grin and gestured for him to start the game.
So seeing my gesture, he grinned at me before speaking: ‘So my greatest gamble would be the gamble of fate! We will be gambling on our fates, and if I win, I will dissolve your fate in my cards of fate!’
Hearing this fuck’s words, my soul was screaming to kick this bastard’s shitty ass and beat him to pulp, like how could this fuck even suggest something so creepy? Why couldn’t he just merely play some card games or prediction games?
Such a dickhead really deserved nothing but the suffering of countless years, but still, I spoke in a somewhat hesitant tone: ‘What about if I won? Don’t tell me; you aren’t even thinking about my possibility of winning!’
Hearing my words, he gave me a smirky look while turning his gaze to the mug, and words escaped his lips: ‘Don’t worry, little gambler, I wouldn’t cheat like this, and possibilities are the only factors that decide a gamble’s fate, so for the time, if you managed to win this gamble, my entire existence will be bound to yours!’
Now my hands were shivering to hit this sucker this hard that it could turn this bastard upside down, like what did he mean by existence? What will I even do with his existence? It isn’t even some kind of overpowered stuff that could help me against dieties or those arena dickheads!’
