"You can quit, okay?

Yao Sun lined up the cards, the dog owner laughed and spoke.

"If you continue, you will die. You think you can beat me? No, what if you were in my shoes? Have you lived this far? Didn't you just die on the way? Do you really think you can beat me for breaking this far?

He was a dog breeder under pressure, but Yaoshan does not show a disturbing bare gesture and turns a card of lined offense.

Yaoshan's cards are Rat Pulldown and Cross Trainer.

"Oh, wow, I guess the twigs are leaning against me."

When the dog keeper turned the guard card, it was a shoulder press and a leg press. Yaoshan took it off completely. 0 points without wearing one.

"Do you want to attack?"

The dog keeper turns the attack card.

"Dude..."

Piper roars unexpectedly. The dog owner's offensive hand tag was the same as the third turn. In other words, both are chest presses.

And the dog owner chose it because when Yao Sun brought the chest press to protect him again, he stepped on it, I guess. Take a look at that, three people in the gallery pay attention to Yao Sun. Does it hit the dog breeder's reading at all?

Yao Sun had solidified. It's an easy reaction to understand.

"You don't have to turn around to find out. That's the same as the third turn, and the guards are both chest presses, right?

The dog keeper points it out in a mean tone.

When Yaoshan turned the guardian's card, it was certainly both chest presses.

"Hey, me. I don't know... Suddenly it's coming. Right now, it was. Your personality is really easy to read, but I'm not an esper, so I can't read 100% of people's thoughts. It also acts absolutely like luck and so on. So, I'm with them now. Well, do you want to continue the fight? If you're gonna gib it up, it's time now, right?

"Fine. Decide on the next device."

Yao Sun prompts him with a trembling voice as he becomes aware of the words uttered by the dog owner. If you win or lose on a machine's card that turns out no bomb has been planted, the rule is that the winner is better off laying down the cards on the rest of the machine and letting the loser choose.

(I'm sorry, but the actors are too different. These kinds of fights work very differently as human beings. That kid is totally drunk by a dog owner)

Comparing the two, Viper thinks.

Dog owners shuffle and arrange cards.

It was the cross trainer that Yaoshan turned.

Yao Sun heading to the machine silently.

I moved it three times, but it didn't explode.

The dog owner sighs when he sees Yao Sun coming back to the table with a totally disillusioned face.

"You know, I'm not just being mean and provocative, right? Not to mention I want to help myself, but I'm not telling you to stop. It's for you. You already know that, don't you?

Yao Sun, who is pale in the face after having tasted the fear of death twice, the dog keeper continues with as gentle a voice as possible.

"I'm sure there's still a feeling that I can't pull it off."

Dog breeders just arranging cards.

"Aren't you scared?

"I'm afraid of dying, and I've just tasted the fear of death."

Asked by Yao Sun, the dog owner refers to a belly wound.

"But again and again, this kind of training ground has crept in. I know as much as I know how to push and kill fear. Look, just line up."

Hustled by the dog owner, Yaoshan writes the name of the appliance on a blank card with his trembling hands and arranges it.

Dog owner turns two cards of attack. Two pieces of shoulder press. The other four saw it clearly, as if the power could fall out of Yao Sun's entire body.

Yao Sun turns the card of protection. Shoulder press and chest press. Now the dog owner has won by two points.

Yao Sun then turns the attack card. Two cross trainers.

The dog keeper turns the guard card. It was a rat pull down and a leg press.

"You've lost three in a row. Isn't it time to get a hit?

The dog breeder's thin laughter looked like a demon's laugh to Yaoshan.

It was then that Yaoshan went to the shoulder press and used it three times.

The sound rang out. It is a warning sound that will inform the explosion.

Yao Sun freezes in fear. Reason tells me I need to get up and run right away, but the move was badly blunt.

Such a tremendous shock struck Yao Sun that he blew his little fat body wide open.

Blast. And blast.

(Dead?

Yao Sun, who fell into depression, remembered a strange sensation. Something is covering me up. Heavy.

"Awesome. Pack that distance all at once. You ate a blast, Viper."

The dog keeper gives an impressive voice.

It was a breeze.

Vipers get up and laugh invincibly. The shoulder press chairs are falling apart.

"Why...?

With a strange face, Yao Sun looks up at the viper who helped him.

"He asked me in advance."

The viper answers by pointing to the dog owner with his thumb.

"Oh, why are you saying..."

"Nothing good."

A dog keeper with a face on his face. A viper that shrugs shoulders gently.

"Why not... You killed my father..."

I look at the dog breeder with a crying face, and Yao Sun groans.

"I don't want to resent you, but at the time you conspired with the people who disparage me, you're a complete enemy. I didn't feel sorry for you. It's more cruel to help than to kill, isn't it? You're going to carry this humiliating memory for the rest of your life. With the humiliation that you're trying to discredit, that you're surviving a life saved."

"... I don't feel humiliated."

Somehow I thought I found out about the dog owner, and Yao Sun laughed powerlessly.

"Are you as thick and shameless as my father?

After you say it, the dog owner regrets saying too much. Even if I dislike it, it's too much. I was going to save it, but I ran my mouth off.

"It's not... Because I accepted that you were a complete failure. If you accept it completely, you have no remorse."

Yao Sun tells him with a face like a possession fell.

"As I said earlier, my father, I know he's the worst person at work, but he was a very good father before me. Always loving, kind, and listening to me very carefully... well it could have been a little overprotective"

In the last dialogue, Yao Sun spilled an embarrassing grin.

"You're just saying you're hateful, but you're just giving me pity, aren't you?

"Yeah...... well...... Your father was a sucker, but he did only one good thing. I made a human being like you. Until the fruit of just one good deed of scum, I'm afraid I'm going to crush it... Yeah... it doesn't fit my policy..."

Yao Sun points me out, and the dog owner looks embarrassed, and speaks for himself.

"So, where's the last game?

Eighth - I wanted to avoid the last game if I could, and I'm still a dog breeder who wants to avoid it somehow, but I'll listen to it for once.

"It's Robbie again. Then..."

Yao Sun answered and left the gym.

"Well... you've kept me waiting. We survived, so we can talk."

The dog keeper turns to Kate and speaks up.

"Why, Mr. Dog Owner, ha, to my husband, is that no who I am?

Kate asking questions from what she most wanted to hear.

"You don't know until you ask that on purpose?

"Yes, I want to hear it from the mouth of the clarity and dog breeder Sun, Death"

Kate told the dog breeder, who looked depressed and inquired, in a powerful voice.

Severe disgust boils in the dog breeder.

"Because you're annoyed. Because he was a hell of a hypocrite villain. I don't know if you're aware of that."

The dog owner hit straight at what he thought.

"Consciousness is ant...... But..."

Here Kate clogs the words. I wonder if I can say it.

"Solenara, if you kill only me, Se, you should Yokatta, Death"

I ended up talking. I got lost because I felt reopened or seemed hypocritical.

"That's just your idea. I'll just say what I think. I don't want to argue. Talking to a woman is a super barren act. It's something you shouldn't do. Even if a man can beat a woman in his arms, he can never beat a woman if he talks to her. Because no matter how logically you run out of valves, you end up cleaning up or crying out, and there's no way a woman can admit she's not in front of a man."

While talking, the dog owner was aware of the ring on his finger, and had a feeling that many sweet and sour memories were coming back into his chest, pushing him through.