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    While Jouri and Alda were busy joking around, Meg finished her push-ups.


    "Let''s continue!"


    Frank and Meg both rolled their dice, and it was a dramatic reversal this time-Meg had five threes, while Frank had two sixes, two, five, and four.


    It was a really bad roll, and Alda was left wondering if the program was unreliable... Why would there always be five-of-a-kind in every roll? "Five threes!" Meg eximed, confident now that she had a good roll.


    "Six threes!"


    Frank did not have threes, but it was never about one''s roll-bluffing worked on asion.


    "Seven threes!"


    To no surprise, Meg fell for it.


    Despite having a good roll, there was no way she was getting a bet-Frank''s poker face was just that good, and the odds were in her favor, so she decided to bet on Frank.


    "Showdown."


    Meg was chuckling in exasperation when she saw that Frank did not have a three.


    There were plenty of newbies who got ahead of themselves because they had a good roll, and it was surprising that a veteran like her would fall for the same dangers too.


    "Risk, again. Because I have nothing to confess." Jouri scowled but remained defiant.


    "Now that''s a problem..."


    Alda did not expect to win-it was expected when they had good rolls, but they won anyway with a bad roll.


    While she had no idea what penalty to give out, Jouri reminded her, "Don''t decide on your own. Let Lugh decide too."


    Frank


    donot sure if he should


    et


    laugh or cry. "I''ll just leave it to Alda.


    either way-as lonel


    we''re having fun."


    I


    To be honest, he did not care what Alda thought and simply found the game uninteresting.


    He was no angel, but he was not about to start pressing his luck like somemon scum-hugs and kisses were dull anyway, and they could just skip right to the main course.


    "I think you should do the honors." Alda giggled gleefully, not knowing Frank''s thoughts and presuming that he cared for her.


    "Is it really that hard?" Jouri snorted impatiently. "Why don''t I help youe up with something?"


    Alda was at once interested. "Alright,


    but just putting it out there-don''t


    think you can give us something half-assed. This must look serious."


    "Of course!" Jouri turned toward Meg. "You''re up for anything, right?"


    Meg smiled and nodded. "Anything you say, boss. No hesitation no matter what!"


    "That''s what I like to hear!" Jouri eximed and started tearing at Meg''s thigh highs. Meg threw her hands up defensively, protesting verbally but celebrating inwardly.


    Do it! Even better, rip it all off!


    "This is enough, right?" Jouri stopped nheless when she thought it was enough and turned toward Alda and Frank.


    Alda shed a pained smile. "Don''t you think that''s too much?"


    Jouri chuckled. "Too much? I''m telling you—I''m not. If anything, I''m helping her."


    Meg did a double take, but it was not surprising that Jouri had gotten where she was today.


    She had been perfectly discreet, but Jouri saw through her anyway.


    No average person could keep up with such wit and shrewdness, especially Alda, who was miles behind.


    Still, judging from her reaction, Jouri did not seem to mind.