Late one evening, you and Horangi gathered in your room. There was nothing to do, so Horangi suggested a game of cards. You agreed, but on one condition: you had to play for a wish. A sly smile played on the man's face, "little girl, are you sure you will fulfill my wish?"

"Are you sure you won't lose?" you replied sarcastically.

Your arrangement was that you play 7 rounds. Whoever loses fulfills the wish.

Time passes, the rounds end, the smile on Horangi's face gradually fades away. The score is 5:2, you've won.

"Oh, come on, make a wish," said Horangi resentfully