"Yes, today is the day they get reacquainted with me," the young man took a deep breath, then clenched his fist as a faint trace of magic power wrapped around it, and his entire figure became more robust, as if coated with a metallic shell.
The noise in the bar continued as usual, and it was only 10 PM, far from closing time. Patrons were coming and going, some regulars mixed with men and women, and some students experiencing it for the first time.
On the stage, a singer with smoky makeup clutched the microphone and belted passionately, with the posture and appearance of an exhaustively crowing rooster. Below, the audience, under the influence of alcohol, ignored the outside world and immersed themselves in the vibrating sound environment.
"Lost again, you're buying drinks~"
In a corner of the bar, several people gathered around a table with a few dice spinning in the center glass before stopping to reveal the numbers.
