Chapter 18
1965 Words
So, Dreign didn’t take any action, instead, he asked.
“Are you a player also?”
“Precisely! 100 points for you.” The woman replied in a flirtatious manner, which made Dreign a little bit confused.
Like can’t she read the situation they are in? They are supposed to kill each other to win huge rewards and yet here she is, acting playful.
The woman then moved over to his side and sat in the chair across Dreign.
It was another girl playing with an oriental face. She is a pale-skinned well-endowed woman with an hourglass figure who has a breast larger than he expected. She has long blonde hair clad in a dress consisting of a long-sleeved summer cardigan, a black bra, a pair of hot pants, and boots.
Instead of having an impression of an elite or trained individual, what Dreign saw is a regular foreigner traveling around the city.
“Fwah…I’m so hungry, hey you, do you have money?”
Dreign noticed the tone of her words, although it was spoken fluidly, he can tell that she is having a hard time controlling her pitch. Like English is not her first language.
“I do not have one,” Dreign said in a neutral tone and continued sipping his coffee as a feint to get his Glock 17.
He can’t be too careful these days, especially in this game. Who knows how long will she keep this charade of being flirtatious to him.
“I wouldn't do that if I were you.” She warned in a neutral tone as Dreign sensed a gun pointing on his lower part.
The gun she was holding was under the table, covering it perfectly from people’s sight.
Dreign stopped reaching for his gun and placed his hand above the table. She may have a cherubic expression on her face but Dreign could tell this is not a woman he could mess with.
So as a show of courtesy and as well easing the tension, he placed his hands above the table.
Seeing him do that, she smiled and signaled the waitress attending the customers nearby.
“Uhm…We’re ready to order!” she said as she opened the menu.
“Good evening ma’am, please state your order.’
“I want two orders of Chick’s n Chips and a mug of beer. That’ll be all.”
The waitress repeated her order to which the girl nodded in response.
“Okay I will have your order prepared by our chefs,” the waitress said and left.
“You ordered huh? Do you even have the money to pay for it?”
“I don’t as I have another method of paying.” Her eyes shifted below, telling Dreign that she’ll pay by using a gun.
Dreign shook his head, telling her to not resort to it.
But she just smiled at him while shaking her head.
“Hmm, so what do you want to miss? Coming straight at one of the players is bold of you.”
“I just wanted to talk to someone, especially those who are experiencing the same situation I am,” she said. “But first, let me introduce myself. I’m Kayo Sawaya, just from the name you can tell that I’m from Japan. And judging by your Moreno look, are you from this country?”
“Yes, I’m Dreign Saludo. Judging by your body movement for the past few minutes, I can tell that you’re no ordinary woman. Tactical and observant with her surroundings though I can’t tell the reason why you decided to meet me.”
“As I said, I just wanted to talk. You know since one of the players died, I realized the game’s seriousness.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“I want to know what you will do with the money you’ll earn if you win this game,” Sawaya said.
So, Dreign didn’t take any action, instead, he asked.
“Are you a player also?”
“Precisely! 100 points for you.” The woman replied in a flirtatious manner, which made Dreign a little bit confused.
Like can’t she read the situation they are in? They are supposed to kill each other to win huge rewards and yet here she is, acting playful.
The woman then moved over to his side and sat in the chair across Dreign.
It was another girl playing with an oriental face. She is a pale-skinned well-endowed woman with an hourglass figure who has a breast larger than he expected. She has long blonde hair clad in a dress consisting of a long-sleeved summer cardigan, a black bra, a pair of hot pants, and boots.
Instead of having an impression of an elite or trained individual, what Dreign saw is a regular foreigner traveling around the city.
“Fwah…I’m so hungry, hey you, do you have money?”
Dreign noticed the tone of her words, although it was spoken fluidly, he can tell that she is having a hard time controlling her pitch. Like English is not her first language.
“I do not have one,” Dreign said in a neutral tone and continued sipping his coffee as a feint to get his Glock 17.
He can’t be too careful these days, especially in this game. Who knows how long will she keep this charade of being flirtatious to him.
“I wouldn't do that if I were you.” She warned in a neutral tone as Dreign sensed a gun pointing on his lower part.
The gun she was holding was under the table, covering it perfectly from people’s sight.
Dreign stopped reaching for his gun and placed his hand above the table. She may have a cherubic expression on her face but Dreign could tell this is not a woman he could mess with.
So as a show of courtesy and as well easing the tension, he placed his hands above the table.
Seeing him do that, she smiled and signaled the waitress attending the customers nearby.
“Uhm…We’re ready to order!” she said as she opened the menu.
“Good evening ma’am, please state your order.’
“I want two orders of Chick’s n Chips and a mug of beer. That’ll be all.”
The waitress repeated her order to which the girl nodded in response.
“Okay I will have your order prepared by our chefs,” the waitress said and left.
“You ordered huh? Do you even have the money to pay for it?”
“I don’t as I have another method of paying.” Her eyes shifted below, telling Dreign that she’ll pay by using a gun.
Dreign shook his head, telling her to not resort to it.
But she just smiled at him while shaking her head.
“Hmm, so what do you want to miss? Coming straight at one of the players is bold of you.”
“I just wanted to talk to someone, especially those who are experiencing the same situation I am,” she said. “But first, let me introduce myself. I’m Kayo Sawaya, just from the name you can tell that I’m from Japan. And judging by your Moreno look, are you from this country?”
“Yes, I’m Dreign Saludo. Judging by your body movement for the past few minutes, I can tell that you’re no ordinary woman. Tactical and observant with her surroundings though I can’t tell the reason why you decided to meet me.”
“As I said, I just wanted to talk. You know since one of the players died, I realized the game’s seriousness.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“I want to know what you will do with the money you’ll earn if you win this game,” Sawaya said.
So, Dreign didn’t take any action, instead, he asked.
“Are you a player also?”
“Precisely! 100 points for you.” The woman replied in a flirtatious manner, which made Dreign a little bit confused.
Like can’t she read the situation they are in? They are supposed to kill each other to win huge rewards and yet here she is, acting playful.
The woman then moved over to his side and sat in the chair across Dreign.
It was another girl playing with an oriental face. She is a pale-skinned well-endowed woman with an hourglass figure who has a breast larger than he expected. She has long blonde hair clad in a dress consisting of a long-sleeved summer cardigan, a black bra, a pair of hot pants, and boots.
Instead of having an impression of an elite or trained individual, what Dreign saw is a regular foreigner traveling around the city.
“Fwah…I’m so hungry, hey you, do you have money?”
Dreign noticed the tone of her words, although it was spoken fluidly, he can tell that she is having a hard time controlling her pitch. Like English is not her first language.
“I do not have one,” Dreign said in a neutral tone and continued sipping his coffee as a feint to get his Glock 17.
He can’t be too careful these days, especially in this game. Who knows how long will she keep this charade of being flirtatious to him.
“I wouldn't do that if I were you.” She warned in a neutral tone as Dreign sensed a gun pointing on his lower part.
The gun she was holding was under the table, covering it perfectly from people’s sight.
Dreign stopped reaching for his gun and placed his hand above the table. She may have a cherubic expression on her face but Dreign could tell this is not a woman he could mess with.
So as a show of courtesy and as well easing the tension, he placed his hands above the table.
Seeing him do that, she smiled and signaled the waitress attending the customers nearby.
“Uhm…We’re ready to order!” she said as she opened the menu.
“Good evening ma’am, please state your order.’
“I want two orders of Chick’s n Chips and a mug of beer. That’ll be all.”
The waitress repeated her order to which the girl nodded in response.
“Okay I will have your order prepared by our chefs,” the waitress said and left.
“You ordered huh? Do you even have the money to pay for it?”
“I don’t as I have another method of paying.” Her eyes shifted below, telling Dreign that she’ll pay by using a gun.
Dreign shook his head, telling her to not resort to it.
But she just smiled at him while shaking her head.
“Hmm, so what do you want to miss? Coming straight at one of the players is bold of you.”
“I just wanted to talk to someone, especially those who are experiencing the same situation I am,” she said. “But first, let me introduce myself. I’m Kayo Sawaya, just from the name you can tell that I’m from Japan. And judging by your Moreno look, are you from this country?”
“Yes, I’m Dreign Saludo. Judging by your body movement for the past few minutes, I can tell that you’re no ordinary woman. Tactical and observant with her surroundings though I can’t tell the reason why you decided to meet me.”
“As I said, I just wanted to talk. You know since one of the players died, I realized the game’s seriousness.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“I want to know what you will do with the money you’ll earn if you win this game,” Sawaya said.
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