With your feet on the table, you threw cards on the surface, watching the game and the losses of your colleague in a relaxed way. Previously, playing cards with him for money, you had confidence in winning, which, in fact, was the case now. The outcome of the game with a man who is always unlucky at cards is already predetermined.

Shirking work in this way was your tendency, which you were silently delighted with, and if you could also earn by taking the last money out of Dante's pocket, then you were the happiest person on earth. Right now, watching him undress wasn't a top priority. You wanted to be able to win again and banter the legendary demon hunter for his deplorable game skills.

Taking off another piece of clothing, he resigned himself that luck and victory are on your side today, as in all your past joint games.

"If you wanted to look at me naked, then you should have just asked, not started the game."