28. The Third Match
"Hey, monk. What did you just say?"
"Everything. All thirty-four copper coins I have."
The atmosphere around them had completely changed from before. Voices praising the bold move and voices mocking it could be heard from the surroundings.
"Oi oi, you wanted to grope that girl’s tits that badly?"
"Yeah."
"Hahaha! Man, you’re one funny monk! If it’s just tits, you can grope any woman around here!"
"Then, are you saying you don’t want to grope them?"
"Huh?"
"I’m asking if you can be satisfied with the tits of random women around here instead of this woman’s tits."
The chest of the woman sitting next to him was something the man sitting beside her understood better than anyone else in this place.
Lorraine’s and Lisa’s breasts were nice too. Other women’s breasts were certainly good as well. And they would be free with no strings attached, so to these guys, the current him must seem crazy.
But he deliberately put down a large sum of money to grope the woman next to him.
Because her breasts were worth that much.
"You really know how to make a girl happy… If it’s you, I wouldn’t mind letting you grope them a little right now, you know?"
The woman leaned closer, but he shook his head and refused.
"No. After I win, I’ll touch them as much as I want. So please prepare yourself."
"Oh, is that so…"
For some reason, the woman who wasn’t going to be groped looked more disappointed than the man who had just been rejected.
"Alright! Got it. Then I’m betting five silver coins."
Against his thirty-four copper coins, the man in the lead once again offered five silver coins. The other men also declared three or more silver coins, and the final bet settled at four silver coins.
This was the fifth time the dealer dealt the cards. The woman’s call was declared.
Starting from the man to his left, they checked their cards. The man who had just won folded, and the man to the woman’s left also folded.
The turn came to him. He slowly checked his own hand.
"Damn it!"
He involuntarily raised his voice and threw his cards toward the dealer.
His two cards were the Ten of Spades and the Three of Diamonds. They weren’t worth betting on. If they had been the same suit, maybe he could have gone for it, but reality didn’t change.
"Too bad, monk."
The man on his right once again teased him. Then, slowly, the man pushed his silver coins forward.
"I’ll grope them in your place."
With full confidence, the man pushed forward his silver coins and provoked him.
Finally, the man in the lead called as well.
"Alright, let’s open them."
The two cards revealed by the man in the lead.
The man in the lead had the King and Eight of Diamonds. The woman had the King of Clubs and the Queen of Spades. And the man to his right had…
"Aces…"
One of the onlookers standing right behind the man on the right muttered the contents of his hand.
Aces. It was a pair of Aces—the strongest possible starting hand.
"Come on, hurry up and deal the cards!"
The man on the right shouted at the dealer impatiently.
That was only natural. At this point, his victory looked solid. Moreover, since the woman and the man in the lead each held a King, the chance of another King appearing was low, and the possibility of a straight was also low because each player already held the cards needed for their hands.
A flush was possible, but the woman didn’t have matching suits, so that was also unlikely. Flush was a hard hand to complete anyway.
In other words, the importance of pairs was high right now.
The three community cards revealed were the Four of Spades, the Seven of Spades, and the Jack of Hearts.
The fourth card dealt smoothly was the Four of Clubs.
And the fifth and final card was the Six of Diamonds.
The winner was the man sitting to his right.
"Yessssss！！"
He involuntarily stood up from his seat and shared his joy with the old men in the audience behind him.
With this, the woman’s three consecutive losses were confirmed.