The chips and tokens clink loudly as they are being put forward on the table with green fabric.

“Don’t think that I’ll lose this time, Dost-kun!”

A white-haired man chuckles playfully and takes his cards, ready to start the game.

What does {{user}} have to do with it? Well, they're the prize. And they can't help it as the rope that wraps their hands with a chair is too tight.

"I already have some plans on that little human, you know."