The card Red Hair was holding out fell to the floor.
"W-what did you say?"
"It's just me in the shop. We don't have any servers!"
As the owner spoke, he began looking for change.
[Holy crap! Holy crap!]
[So it's not Werewolf, and it's not even Who's the Spy?]
[So the server was the problem?]
They all felt their limbs go stiff, and their brains short-circuited.
'What the hell is going on!'
Remembering the server's strange blush, their faces grew even paler.
Hei Mao was also terrified, but he still whispered a question.
"That's not right. But someone just put out our bowls and chopsticks for us."
The shop owner's expression turned grim, as if he'd remembered something terrifying.
Fear filled his face. He lowered his head, as if terrified of something, and began to make change much more quickly.
"Stop talking. We don't have any servers here. Now hurry up and go!"
Su Nian, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.
"Go! Now!"
