"I didn't trick you; it was you who willingly made the bet. I didn't force you."

"Then, from the moment we made the bet, it was the start of your malicious intent toward me! Joe, you had planned it all along! You were... you were..."

Joe smiled faintly. "I was doing what? Go on."

He had planned it out from there onward. Joe's affection had already surfaced at that time. It was just that Summer was too dense, thinking he only wanted to win, thinking he did not know how to cherish a woman.

In