All Warriors Are My Disciples

165. Street at night

… It’s strange. Strange. Very strange.

As soon as they leave the dorm, they wag their tails and burrow into your arms.

Or secretly crossing arms and trying to create a romantic atmosphere.

Even if that wasn’t the case, I thought he would do something cunning.

“Master. This way.”

“… Let’s go slow What’s so urgent?”

“Master is too slow. Hurry up!”

Rather, Garam was moving at a slight distance from me.

They didn’t even hold hands, like siblings with a slight age difference.

Garam is smiling and calling me from the front.

I don’t know what that looks like, but it looks very good to others.

Because people who didn’t know her identity were laughing happily.

Why the hell is that fox like that?

He has a reason for everything he says and does.

You must never be careless in front of Garam.

The moment you put your mind at ease, you don’t know when or where you’ll get on top.

“Sniff sniff. Master. Where does the meat smell?”

“… It may or may not be me.”

“This is… It’s a chicken. Sniff sniff! It’s pork… This is a cow.”

“Can you tell the difference between meat by smell?”

“Of course. What do you think of a fox beast!”

What does being a fox beast have to do with sorting out meat by smell?

“I am a beef fan. What about Master?”

“I am pork. Or chicken.”

“Eh. Then, I will also do pork from today.”

“You’re late, kid.”

It seems like he was secretly trying to appeal with something like his taste.

It’s not even going to start, you bastard! I don’t know what you didn’t tell me about me!

“Then, Master. Would you like a skewer of meat?”

“Not here… I think it would be better to go over there.”

“Yes? I think it looks good here too. Why?”

“I saw a little while ago that this place was sprinkled with a lot of spices. Garam, you don’t like things with a lot of spices. I mean, the spices get rid of the smell of the meat.”

“Oh… Did you remember such a trivial thing?”

It’s natural, I can’t help it.

Garam was my first pick and he was also my pupil.

The thing that drew a lot of attention was the set result.

I went a little farther away and bought some grilled skewers.

I told you to just eat whatever you want.

It was Garam who picked up grilled pork and chicken instead of beef.

“Eat what you want to eat, so stubborn.”

“Stubborn. Beef is the best, but I also like pigs and chickens!”

“… Do whatever you want.”

“Oh, over there! Master. Hey. Kya! After all, if you don’t like that, it’s not a night market!”

The place indicated by Garam, who had been munching on meat for a while.

There was a group of people gathered there, and when I got closer, they were looking at Yabawi.

“Come on, everyone. Here are the marbles. OK, I put it in. Now, mix it, spin it, mix it, where did it go. Now. Twice if it fits! You can win twice as much. Try your luck!”

Skinny people always keep their mouths moving.

That’s because people can’t fully concentrate on their hands mixing the cups.

There are slickers who don’t cheat, but there are no slickers who don’t talk.

… Still, he’s a slicker who didn’t play around from the start.

Maybe I didn’t feel the need to write.

Because the hands were so fast that mixing the cups was difficult for an ordinary person.

“Looks like I’m here… ?”

“Isn’t that a cup? Was that what I saw?”

“Come on, one person bets anyway, and one person makes a choice! Which cup is the customer’s choice? Left? Right? Or in the middle?”

The middle-aged man who bet on money thought about it and eventually chose the middle one.

But unfortunately, there won’t be any marbles in it.

“It’s a pity. The marbles were here.”

If you want to claim that it is a trick, first show the cup that does not contain marbles.

The slicker then lifts another cup and shows the marbles inside.

To think that such a conscientious swashbuckler remains, it’s almost like a natural monument?

“Let’s do it once, Master.”

“Arthur. Don’t make them cry by stealing all the money.”

“Do you think I am such a ruthless woman? Don’t worry. Hurry up.”

It’s not like they cheated.

I just do business conscientiously using quick hand skills.

Isn’t it a foul if a hero intervenes there?

Garam insists on leaving even though we were told to just let them play on their own.

At first, even the slim man was taken aback by Garam’s good looks.

But next, her eyes twinkle at Garam’s offer of money.

“Now, you know the rules, right? Double if correct. If you fail, you lose everything.”

“Okay, let’s get started.”

“I have heard that prisoners have good eyesight. Honey, you won’t be dissatisfied if you go a little faster, right? Now, are you going?”

Shashashashashak!!-

The slick hands are really twice as fast as before.

The cup goes back and forth, but the culprit’s level has long exceeded.

Perhaps even if you can’t be a slender person, you’ve lived for several years.

If the person sitting in front of you was not Garam, but an ordinary person.

I bet you missed the marbled cup less than halfway there.

“….”

But Garam was following the cup exactly as he frantically rolled his eyes.

As the slender man said, he is also a beastman with good eyesight.

Since he is also a warrior at the same time, it goes without saying that he is superior in physical ability.

“Now, that’s it. Which cup will have the marbles?”

“….”

In the meantime, Garam doesn’t immediately give an answer and shows signs of worrying.

It sounds like you’re trying to create tension by properly resting.

Just looking at it like this makes me wonder if Garam is also a gang of sleazy people.

“… Here.”

“Really? Do you have any regrets?”

He even chooses a different cup on purpose.

The slicker keeps his poker face and gives one more option by hinting.

So Garam seems to think about it for a while, then chooses the real one, saying ‘Then this one!’

“Are you serious this time? Last one. Won’t you change more?”

This time, while maintaining a poker face, the slick man urges him to take one last chance.

A time of unmatched conflict that is truly exciting for viewers.

But in reality, they were playing in Garam’s clutches.

“… Oh, I don’t know. Let’s go like this I don’t know. Choose like this!”

“Really? Alright, then let’s check.”

This time again, the slicker shows the other two cups besides Garam’s one.

Of course, there were no marbles in those two cups.

And then, the marbles rolled around in the cup I took out! And rolled out

“Huh. You fit this.”

“Aja! By the way, what do you think of the persimmon?”

“It’s been a while since Suin has a customer. Anyway, double congratulations, sir.”

It’s quite bitter on the inside, but he pretends nothing is wrong.

Certainly this slender man has a conscience and business sense.

That’s why I don’t listen to scammers and it seems like I’m holding on well.

“No. Don’t take this, just like this one more time.”

“… Yes?”

“I’ll bet everything with this amount, and let’s do it one more time.”

At Garam’s words, both the slender rock man and I muttered, ‘Why?’

Are you going to go on an adventure where you bet everything you win twice?

If you walk halfway, you will find your money, but I wonder what the reason is.

“… Are you sure? You might lose everything else.”

“I got it once, can’t I get it twice?”

“… They take me too lightly, but this time I will really do my best.”

“Do whatever you want. I’ll try my luck to the end, too.”

I have no idea what the hell this guy is thinking.

In the meantime, the bet was eventually resumed, and the marble went into the cup again.

Now, will this slender man keep his conscience again?

If Garam guesses the answer correctly this time too.

The slicker will suffer even greater damage.

At this point, he deserves a sneaky trick.

I wondered if that might be the case. I also concentrated on watching the cups turn.

But the slicker didn’t cheat this time either.

It was only using a much faster speed than before.

“… Ruler. It’s done.”

“This.”

“Really? There is no re-selection this time either.”

“Go with this. I’m just trying to scream, what.”

At Garam’s words, the slender man opened the cups sequentially.

“Oh….”

“Sorry. I was out of luck this time.”

“A Seeing! I bet everything for no reason!”

“Ahahahaha! That’s what happens when you overestimate your luck! Do I see them once or twice!”

“Noisy! No way. I did it one more time, but I couldn’t even find it.”

After saying that, Garam nervously stood up from his seat.

“Go! Oh, annoying!”

“hahahaha! Goodbye, Mr. Gauguin!”

“Welcome! I can’t go bye bye!”

At Garam’s cry, not only the slender rock man but also the people around him burst into laughter.

Maybe it’s because he looks quite cheerful for someone who has lost money.

It ended with a picture where everyone laughed and chatted happily.

By the time the shill and those around him had become distant.

While strolling through the streets of the night market, I decided to ask what I was curious about.

“Why did you do that?”

“Yes?”

“Why did you do that? Garam, with your keen eye, you would have found the correct answer even if the marbles went into 30 cups instead of 3, and you mixed them three times faster than that.”

I was curious. Why did you make that choice?

I don’t think he just wanted to show me something.

“Um… It’s just a kind of gift.”

“A gift?”

“Yes. I’ve seen a lot of scammers doing things like that.”

“Originally, that is natural. A lot of people don’t think a little cheating is a big mistake.”

“The other day, Teacher Tae did something like that. Big or small, I have never seen a guy who cheats a lot and lives a decent life.”

“Did you do that? I’m hearing it for the first time.”

“If that slicker had been stabbing him in the back with his grabbing skills, he would have broken his hands.”

“… Fortunately, that friend survived honestly and crossed his hands.”

“Didn’t you also receive a present?”

From Garam’s words, I finally understood why Garam was like that.

No matter what you do or how you do it, keep the minimum level of morality.

It could be seen that Garam gave some kind of good luck.

“It’s not a golden ax or a silver ax….”

“Yes? What did Master say? What is an axe?”

“No. I’m just talking to myself, so ignore it. Rather, is it over? Are you going home?”

“No? Could it be that?”

“Then. What’s next?”

“You have to drink! Alcohol!”

I wonder if I heard something wrong.

Aren’t you a patient? But what does the sick guy drink?

“I ate something that was covered in grease, so I have to wipe it off with alcohol! Otherwise, your stomach will freak out!”

I imagined Lily’s expression when she realized this.

… Well, let’s quit. Scary.