One Who Can See Route Part I

“Checkmate.”

“Ack! Again!?”

A noise sounded like someone coughing up blood could be heard as a figure plopped down onto a couch. The gaze of his other three friends followed him as they chortled almost at the same time.

“What? Five games in a row? I never lost this thoroughly to someone before!”

Merlin said. His expression was a mixture of frustration and awe as his eyes stared up at his opponent, who was still wearing the same poker face as usual while showing an awkward smile like he himself didn’t know what to say in response.

“Don’t be too pissed, Oy. I lost too.”

Another voice came from the slender figure sitting on another couch. In her hand was a tablet filled with information on important matters. Her face had light makeup on as she carried a smile.

“Wait. You too?” Merlin turned to ask.