"Whoa, whoa! Get up, my pawn!!!
A wild man's voice stretches out in the non-spacious dining room that was busy there.
"Ah ah! Three!!" "Dying Injuries" and “Back to the City One Previous"... Damn!
"Ha ha. I'm sorry to hear that. Then it's me."
From a man with a wild voice up, words of comfort are also taken there by the man next door who takes the dice away.
"You're six!... what no!? In addition to" one of my buddies minus 300 gold coins "... gu... stay plain"
That's how the woman next door picked up the dice released.
"Yikes! I did it." "Unexpected reward," “I can get my favorite item from my left neighbor." Then don't hesitate. "
"Oops, are you trying to take more items from me in this condition!? Watch out for a bit eh!!
"Hey, it's not just a game. Yes, it's your turn next."
Receive the dice you were given with a smile on your face and throw in your soul.
Read the text of the booklet, commensurate with the number on the mass of the eye that came out.
"" Take an ambush "... Only if you already have 1 swing out of the match can you leave the ambush attack with your allies' Awakening of Ability. Also, if you don't have a single companion, you're going to“ go back to the city before "... Whoa, whoa, whoa! What a 1."
"I can't untie you... lady, you did that earlier, didn't you? He's the owner, and he's got some trick, right?
"Whoa, old man. Because I'm the bottom line, that's not going to happen. I didn't even bet my money. It's a game of transparent materials in the first place, and it's an eye ratio that takes into account the bias of the center of gravity. It's too good for kids."
"Who are you?
"I don't know, I'm just a traveler. Nothing, they're chasing me to take my debts, that's not what I'm talking about! I don't even play games at the casino these days to earn money from roadblocks!
A man between a man with a wild voice and a woman lucky enough to wake up, staring back with quiet eyes at his chest in the flow of this story.
"... you're being chased"
"... you're being chased"
"... are you being chased?"
And when you squeal after them.
Mr. Rex, who was looking at this one from a slightly further away position due to a limited number of people problem, turned his gaze out the window where the rain would fall.
"Oh, I see. You've been out of the inn for a while now, and you're the one with the noisy signs?"
Like, sarcastically scary things.
"Huh!?
The man, who stood with strange shouting, etc., pointed his gaze at the door and then went upstairs in a quick motion, and came down with about a hug of luggage pinned aside.
Raise your right hand with a smiley face.
"Thanks for letting me know, brother. Then that's what I'm talking about! Thank you, my lady! That was fun, that game."
And, he shows a tense movement and disappears to the back door of the inn.
Now don't put down the time, "Damn!! You're the one!!! I'm pretty much telling you I didn't make the debt!?" and there was a mix of cursing and beating...
"... Oh, you've been quiet"
"Sinking...?
"Come on. What do you think...?
Next to the three of us, who talk subtly face to face, Mr. Rex laughs, "Looks like we got away with it," he said.
We were relieved to hear that we didn't have to make a scene near our accommodation.
"What shall we do about the continuation of that game that your brother left behind...?
And this was another delicate occurrence of the problem, face-to-face.