The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

"Temehe is also a guru, shopkeeper!

"Don't be ridiculous!... you refused our invitation."

"What, am I to be suspected!?

The men who have set up the battle are grabbing up the shopkeeper who was the dealer and keep making him curse.

Apparently, they were the first to conspire with the shopkeeper to set us up. But you didn't think that would cheer you up, the shopkeeper declined their offer and seemed to offer only the place.

(... I'm frightened. If you want to fit us in, move more systematically)

When I sighed small, Edward put something in my pocket.

Checking his pockets while wondering, there was the same brand of cards used in the game. A tall man answered his change when he glanced at Edward about what he meant.

"My cards are gone, and what do you see? Kola!

"Huh!? So I don't know."

I kick Edward's chair lightly, sideways the shopkeeper who is half crying.

And whispered softly into his ear.

"Edward... you stole it?

He probably stole the cards from one of the guys before the game started.

But he didn't admit it and shrugged his shoulders like trouble.

"Well, I wonder what it is. I'm lucky today. I just think that's it?

As we speak, the men who finally cried the shopkeeper cram down to Edward.

"Temee, you're crazy!

"Squid sama? I won't do such an innocent thing. Here..."

Edward shows his surroundings that he has nothing in his pocket, then waves a flickering hand out of the cuff button. Of course, there are no cards hidden there.

The gallery that sees Edward's innocence - false, though - flies wild to the men.

"You just lost a battle purely."

"Hey, loser!

"Cah! You look great, but it's so nice to have strong poker too!

Looking at the gallery that has totally taken my side, Edward has a proud black grin at an angle that I can only see.

(... equivalent, you were angry. Damn, this guy)

Did you get mad at me for trying to shame you into being a duck, or did what you were told you were going to take me from you get stuck in your belly... no, that would be why both of them chose Edward's overwhelming victory.

Edward seemed angrier than I had imagined and gave priority to stepping on their pride over the road bank earners.

"I have one question too...... what do you mean by 'you turned us down'?

Edward pasted only a gentleman's grin and asked the men.

When they unnaturally move their eyes, they answer a lot.

"Heh!? No, the..."

"Oh, you said no to our invitation... and the dealer said no."

"Heh, really?"

Edward took a seat when he nodded at the men's painful excuses, pounding and pushing my back out.

"I enjoyed it enough, and now will you deal with her? I'm a beginner, so please be gentle."

"Oh, yeah, fine."

"Let's have fun playing games"

An earlier attitude of weakness changes, and the men look at me and smile cunningly.

Switching is too fast.

Koitsu, you threw everything!

Desperately holding on to the urge to punch Edward once, I sat in the game seat.

And then I dye my cheeks slightly to the vermilion as I look around with the soy sauce.

"I'm nervous. I'll do my best, too. Look, Ed."

"I'm here for you, Anna"

I swear to my heart I'll definitely avenge you later. When I'm acting Anna, the men are in a visibly bad mood. Sitting dokah, the men began to alternate shuffle the cards placed on the round table.

"You shuffle me next time."

"Okay."

I shuffle quickly when I receive a cardboard from a man of the right width.

And soon I noticed the finishing touches on the cards.

(... there are scratches on certain cards. You were about to have a squid in a bunk)

Operation to use the card you sneak in your pocket and the finishing touches pre-applied to the cards you use in the game. Apparently, they only work with bad wisdom.

"Shuffle is over"

When I place the cards in the center of the round table, the men begin to consult in a great tone.

"Whoa. The dealer was suspicious earlier, so now we're gonna pull our own cards."

"Oh, I agree. Let's be fair."

My opinion was not heard and from the next game it was no dealer. Earlier they failed the operation to sneak the cards, but now they're going to set up an operation to pull certain cards.

- First, we pulled five cards each, and the second round began.

(Hmm. You didn't get a very good card)

My bills don't have a pair, the numbers fall apart. Apparently I have no luck today.

You might be able to squid with a card in your pocket, but now they're on guard too. Above all, I don't think I can trade a card I've planted in my pocket for a hand tag without practicing on this occasion right now.

"Bet! Three change. Let me get my share back."

A tall man threw double the stakes in the first round into the round table.

Then a man of the right width places the same forehead on the round table, declares a call and switches cards.

"Co, Cole. Four change!

When I say that in a nervous voice, I place the same wager as them to pull the card.

And at the same time, they showed each other the bills.

"Yikes! Three cards and I win."

"Two pairs... and then we win"

The winner was a tall man. A man of the right width also makes a regrettable voice, but there is a grin on his face. Apparently, they'll distribute the prize money later.

(Fine, the winner is delightful)

I looked at my hand and sighed deeply.

My hand tag spread over the round table was the role of high card...... I mean pig with nothing in it.