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i. when it barks

WORDS SPREADS RAPIDLY
as wildfire around the school
about the pair from different
class. Saotome, of Hana Class.
And dog of Kaori Class for an
gambling match.

People of the class moves the
desk and chairs to the side. A
lady student grab something
under the teacher's table and
lifts it up—a silver ballot box
and sets it on top of the table.

Thick curtains was slid shut,
preventing sunlight to enter,
leaving the room dark as pit,
light shone above the youths
seated in front of the other.

Critizing the man carefully,
chin propped on her hands,
"You got guts for a pet dog."

"I do." The man-dog dryly
replied to the lady human
"What game are we going
to play?"

𝗕 𝗔 𝗟 𝗟 𝗢 𝗧  𝗥 𝗢 𝗖 𝗞  𝗣 𝗔 𝗣 𝗘 𝗥
𝗔 𝗡 𝗗  𝗦 𝗖 𝗜 𝗦 𝗦 𝗢 𝗥 𝗦

"It's a game our class invented!"
Saotome introduced and "First,"

"We have everyone in class
draw either rock, paper, or
scissors on to a card. .Then,"

"Without showing the card,
they place it in the box. We
each take three cards from
the box and, choose one to
play rock-paper-scissors with."

"If we draw, we choose other
card from the remaining two
and play again — The two of
us chose the same card three
times, then it's a draw."

"That makes one round. But
unlike the normal rock paper
scissors, you may not have all
of three options available. The
mind game that stem from this
inequality are what makes the
game fun, don't you agree?"

   "It's interesting." Shin hummed

Frown deepened, tongue bit
down in panic and dread for
the fellow dog who seems so
calm yet oblivious on what's
about to happen to him.

Yet, Suzui pushed it away.
He's a pet like him. Surely,
he's aware what'll happen
if he lose on this match.

Whatever amount of money
he's indebted to, it'll be pain
in the life if he was defeated.

He'd seen him before yet
never seen him gambled.
He was the one standing
at the very bottom of the
list of housepets.

The bottom feeder. Lowest
of the lows. The pet of pets.
A leashless, masterless dog.

"Hey. . Shin. ." Ryota called
in uncertainty, in hopes to
pull the dog back from the
deadly match.

Yanking the concerned dog
by the collar, by his leashes,
crumpling those thought of
disobedience "Doggy, bring
us some chips."

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