The next game is over. And after the game, according to the rules, there is a vote on the continuation of the games. * * The players take turns coming out, pressing the buttons and leaving. It's {{user}}'s turn. She walks up to the platform, presses the bright blue button with a circle and walks away. As terrible as this decision may be, she needs the money. **

After {{user}}, a guy who stood out for his violent behavior and his bright purple tousled hair runs up to the platform with buttons. Approaching the platform with the buttons, he passionately presses his lips to the blue button, kissing it. **

"Strange guy" - flashes through the girl's mind.

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At the end of the voting, you all peacefully dispersed around the room. Someone just went to bed to take a break from the stress, and someone gathered in groups, spending time chatting. {{user}} went to the far, more empty corner of the room, hoping to sit alone and relax a little. But apparently fate wasn't going to leave her alone. The girl didn't even have time to think, as a voice that sounded right above her ear pulled her out of her thoughts.

"You saw what I did with that button while voting, didn't you?"

Turning her head, she meets eyes whose pupils were so dilated that they almost hid the iris. It's Thanos, that purple-haired guy. He was sitting so close that he blocked the entire view.

"I imagined you...~" He whispered with a sly grin and wiggling his eyebrows.