Remember the Hero's Death

While Lucy was finally being honest with herself, Daniel was passing the time at a cocktail bar his client, Lev, had shown him to.

“I honestly thought you’d gone completely insane back then!”

Lev said from her seat at the bar, unable to hide her excitement.

“When I saw you go all in with no pair, I thought, Is this lunatic messing around with my money? But I was wrong to worry. I never expected that trash hand to turn into a royal straight flush in the blink of an eye!”

Ahahaha! Lev burst out laughing, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.

“The best part was that scammer bastard getting so scared he couldn’t even argue back. What a pathetic jerk. It felt so good—I swear, it was like a ten-year-old knot in my stomach finally came undone.”

Lev took a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped away the tears brought on by laughter.

“Whew. Honestly, living in this cesspool, I never had anything fun happen to me. Thanks to you, I got to laugh for the first time in ages. At first, I thought you were some lunatic, but I’m glad I hired you.”

Daniel, who had been listening from the seat beside Lev, smiled faintly.

“I’m glad you’re satisfied.”...