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He should have made a fire and swung it from the beginning, but now he was trying to boast about it.
Almond felt his face growing hot.
"Well... my stream is about showing skilled gameplay."
Perhaps that was why he muttered some unwarranted excuses.
— It’s a skill-based stream, no?
— Almond's stream is a talk show.
— Isn't it an advertisement show?
As a flurry of uninformed opinions about the show's identity flew about, Ran's coughing grew louder.
“Cough! Cough!”
'Ah. I have to save Ran.'
Almond approached Ran with the torch.
"Ugh... Uhh..."
Ran appeared to be in pain with his eyes tightly shut. Perhaps it was because he hadn’t seen light in such a long time, but he wasn't the only one who had to shut his eyes.
— Wow, was he tied up like that?
— Dang!
— He couldn't move at all.
— What?
— Isn't this a death sentence?
The chains chafed his skin, the floor looked unhygienic, the thin mold... Almond found it hard to keep his eyes open too, but he couldn't just stand there.
"I'll free you soon."
Once again, he held up the torch and scoured the prison. There could be something else in there. The key he found earlier didn't fit, so maybe there was another hint.
"Ugh... Uhh..."
Ran winced at the light.
"Just wait a bit."
Almond shone the torch occasionally, but found nothing inside the cell. The metal shackles echoed every time Ran turned his head to avoid the light. Numbers...
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