My hand cards were unlucky. I wanted a zitch but got two of a kind. You might think it's a better draw since it's the default but I'd rather not play with someone I can't trust: since I'm dealing with a liar who graduated from Nichiyoubi South Middle School instead of a local middle school in Fukuoka─of which he introduced himself with in the first day of school… or at least, what I learned after asking our homeroom teacher.
Contrary to expectations though, he didn't bulge but only smirked as he set his eyes straight for mine.
"How uncanny is that? We're on the same page… I wanted to ask you if you know about me. How? Intuition."
It would be a lie to say I didn't blink even once: I only collected my resolve not to show him greater weakness than what I was already showing him.
"I won't hurt you, Miss Kuzuhara. I only want to know how much you know about my roots."
I breathed deep and dignified, in and out.
"Mister Higanbana… you have a very sensible secret."