The situation of the duel is as unpredictable as the flow of water. Mr. Furukawa, who has been occupying the absolute initiative on the battlefield since the beginning of the game, was defeated by the highly skilled Gen with two cards in just two rounds. In the background of Gen, who is happily waving to the spectators on both sides of the ring, Mr. Furukawa looks at Gen with the eyes of estimating the price of rare goods.

Defeated the three decks he smuggled out, proposed the "Card Difference Theory", and not only that, but also held two rare "True Red-Eyed Black Dragons" in the Dragon Clan. This afternoon, Miss Kobayashi brought herself too many surprises. Mr. Furukawa guessed that Xuan's true strength was probably far beyond his own estimates, so what should he do to "subdue" her?

Gently stroking his smooth chin, he had a plan.

"Miss Kobayashi, congratulations on winning the three tests arranged below!" Mr. Furukawa stood up and kindly extended his generous right hand.

“？” Gen reflexively took the hand that Mr. Furukawa handed over, and suddenly felt a familiar feeling of a foreign object in the palm of his hand. With the memories of his previous life, Hyun came to the conclusion that "it was a card".

So the question is, why did he give me the card? Although Xuan didn't understand the uncle's intentions, from this uncle's duel, Xuan couldn't see the malice. So is it better to cooperate with him here? Anyway, the cards are innocent.

Xuan Mo put away the cards and decks he got from Mr. Furukawa, and said in a bright voice: "We are opponents in the duel, and we are friends after the duel, if Mr. Furukawa wants to play cards with me in the future, I will accompany him at any time~"

Mr. Furukawa did not observe the desired expression on Genkao's face. He was a little surprised that this underage girl was still a guy who knew how to do things. The purpose of handing over the "girl" card is to show favor and make her remember herself. Originally, I was worried that the other party would ask me some questions, but this is good, both parties understand, as if they are communicating with adults. Really, is this a real genius, and there is a world of difference between him and ordinary people like me.

"Miss Kobayashi can have this intention, and I am very grateful. Well, look forward to seeing you next time! ”

While clenching the slender palm and shaking it a few times, he patted the "girl" on the shoulder with his other hand. Mr. Furukawa let go of his hand and put his hands in his trouser pockets.

It won't be long. Mr. Furukawa mentally arranged his next step and began to pick up the scattered cards. Placing the 39 cards neatly in the slots in the suitcase he carried with him, he looked at the decks in the two slots next to him.

For the specific decks, the self-suffocating blood slashing deck, plus the gear removal deck that he just used again, these are the three decks he secretly brought out from the company's deck library three days ago. Because these decks were so valuable, he couldn't afford to pay for them with his meager salary, so he had to carry his suitcase with him. But if you're only missing a card, you can still find a way to make it up.

Closing the lid of the box, Mr. Furukawa prepared to leave. Just then, he saw a black sedan pulled up across the road.

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Rewind the time to two hours ago, Tong Shino City, Seahorse Mansion.

Pushing open the huge white door of a certain Raccoon City Western-style Pavilion, a lonely figure entered the house.

Seahorse Seto, who strode straight to the back room, unbuttoned his shirt with a blank face. At the same time, the diminutive butler approached his master quietly and took off his shirt for him.

This action continued twice, and the seahorse was almost stripped naked. The servants in the house were not surprised, and still buried themselves in their work.

Thanks to the central air-conditioning system, although a cool breeze has been blowing outside, the interior of the Haima Mansion still maintains a normal temperature. The seahorse that walks around the house with a half-naked body doesn't feel anything wrong. Today is his weekly jogging routine, and President Haima, who is as important as his health, is strictly monitoring his body like a business rival, ready to eliminate any hidden dangers.

Pushing the door into the small reception room of his mansion, the personal health consultant who had been waiting for a long time immediately greeted him with a smile on his face and wiped his sweat. Long towels from Egypt, where they originate, absorb the beads of sweat from the seahorses as soon as they come into contact with them, and the soft suede glides over the muscular flesh of the noble son, and finally hangs at the back of the solid neck.

While the seahorse remained in this state, the butler whispered an update in his ear: "Young Master, the man who claimed to be an employee of the International Illusion Society went out with his two students. ”

"You must know something about telling me this kind of thing, right?" Seahorse turned his head and glared at the housekeeper fiercely, "Dare to sell the guan in front of me, aren't you afraid that I will deduct your pension." ”

"The villain doesn't dare, the villain doesn't dare. Please calm the anger, young master. The old butler trembled and revealed all the information he knew.

"Oh? In other words, a few days ago, people from the International Illusion Club came to rent a venue from us to train the players of the Duel Monster Card, and they are ready to fight after training today? He's carrying three very rare decks with a goal of defeating a duelist? Seahorse raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Not to mention the identity of my company and the International Illusion Society as enemies of each other, you have the audacity to rent my room in Seahorse Park, which is still under construction, to outsiders?" ”

"The villain didn't dare, his subordinates thought that there was no need to inform the young master of such a trivial matter, so they sent someone to arrange it at will."

"Well, I don't blame you." Seahorse waved his hand, causing the butler to look up, and continued to ask, "Is that duelist who tired the International Illusion Club dispatching three decks a high school student?" ”

"To be precise, a high school student who went straight from nowhere to the top two hundred in the Japanese dueling rankings in three days."

"Hahahaha! If what you're saying is true, then this guy must have not lost in three days. Only by relying on the winning streak reward can you rush to such a high ranking in such a short time! Seahorse laughed, his expression becoming vicious, "For this kind of opponent, I really want to meet for a while." Go get me the car ready and wait for me to go downstairs. ”

The seahorse grabbed the long towel and wrapped it around his body, stepped on his slippers and left the small reception room.

He ascended the stairs to the bedroom. Opening the double sliding doors of the sandalwood wardrobe, Seahorse fumbled with the inner wall of the wardrobe and pressed a button. The sound of mechanical friction sounded, and a hidden storage place appeared inside the cabinet door.

"Found it, this is my strongest deck." Seahorse muttered to herself, picking up a deck of cards from the cabinet door. Letting the cards slide through his hand one by one, the seahorse actually developed a pleasure similar to drug use. It's hard for ordinary people to understand what's so fun about a pile of paper; But the duelist understands that those cards that have accompanied him through countless duels have a meaning beyond the cards themselves, and have become a carrier of another memory, an inseparable part of his own individual life, and a doppelganger of himself!

Suddenly, there was a strange air disturbance in the room that should have been closed and windless. The air flow circled the seahorse and burrowed into his body as he gasped for breath at the card.

"Ahem!" The seahorse sensed something strange in his body, and coughed a few times but couldn't cough anything, so he had to give up. Maybe it was just a harmless breeze, right?