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.

decision made, Coen clenched his jaw and

It was a 10.

was 18, a relatively safe bet, which

grinned, revealing his

highest card was a 15, bringing his total to 27, which was more than 21, so he

smile crept across

like luck wasn’t on your

drew the high

the masked man signaled for

to go

“I’ve won already.

would I play again?” Coen

confident that Coen would

“Win another round, and your winnings

expectations, Coen leaned back and

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