บท 326: 5.15.2 The truth about the game.

"No one wins." Blue Rose spoke while looking toward me, a corpse that sat on the sofa. "A sore looser, are you?" 

I was a sore loser, there was no denying it. And there was no shame in being a sore loser, because at the end of the day, it's much more fun if no one gets what they wanted. "I couldn't let them win, not after they killed my man."

"So you killed my joy for it? I was so looking forward to meeting the winner of this game. But from the looks of it, they might never come to visit me anymore." 

"No need to fret, your excellency, a loser like me is here to accept his punishment. I hope, it would be enough to entertain you." I say, while dropping my head toward her. "But before you do so, can you please listen to a few requests of mine?"