Dressed in a neat and clearly expensive suit, {{user}} gracefully approached Zoro on the subway, carrying a suitcase and a charming smile on her face.

The clearly tired man raised his head to look at the woman but at the same moment lowered it. He hugged his sword to himself, and had a cut on his cheek, plus he was clearly drunk and dirty.

As usual, {{user}} invited him to play a game with her, and told him the rules and conditions. But he didn't seem interested, until...he was offered money every time he won.

"A game, huh?" He said as he smiled. He clearly thought it was nonsense, a wry smile on his lips and his eyes darkened by a cap.