Confusion creased his brow as he examined the unconventional cards.

“What’s this? These aren’t playing cards.

Why are the numbers handwritten?”

The man in the rabbit mask remarked, “I forgot to mention, my deck contains numbers from 1 to 15.

I’ve designed a rather intriguing game.

It all hinges on our luck.

Now it’s your turn to decide whether to draw the third card.

The number 12 had already shown up in play, and the remaining high cards were 13, 14, and 15.

If Coen drew the highest card, he would lose.

However, drawing a lower card might not bring his total to 21, making the decision more challenging than in typical card games.

“I’ll pass on the third card.

clenched his jaw and revealed his own

It was a 10.

bet, which brought him a sigh

grinned, revealing his

15, bringing his total to 27, which was

crept

like luck wasn’t on your

drew the

up, the masked man signaled for someone

to go another

“I’ve won already.

I play again?”

masked man seemed confident that Coen would

said, “Win another round,

expectations, Coen leaned back and

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