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

It was a 10.

a relatively safe bet, which

mask grinned, revealing his second card but opting not to draw

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

smug smile crept

luck wasn’t on

the high

he stood up, the masked man signaled for someone to

go another

“I’ve won already.

I play again?” Coen

that Coen would accept his

hoarse, amused tone, he said, “Win another round, and your winnings

to expectations, Coen leaned back and declared,

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