"Bakura?!" Yugi and his friends were surprised to see the boy erge from the forest.
"Who is he?" Now that she knew it wasn't a wild animal, Hoshino was no longer as scared.
"He's a classmate from our school," Anzu explained to Hoshino, who was still in her arms.
"I heard familiar voices, so I slowly made my way over." Bakura smiled. "It really is you guys; I'm glad I wasn't mistaken."
Yugi noticed that Bakura wasn't wearing a Duelist Glove. "Bakura, did you sneak in here too?"
"Uh, yes…" Bakura looked away, as if hiding sothing.
"So you're here to cheer Yugi on!" The ever-oblivious Jounouchi slung an arm around Bakura's shoulder.
"The more friends supporting us, the better!" Honda was also delighted.
"So, Bakura, do you have any food?" Hoshino, not knowing Bakura well but always straightforward, asked the most important question.
Everyone suddenly went quiet, their eyes fixated on Bakura.
"Well, food, um…" Nervously, Bakura reached into his backpack, feeling like he might be eaten if he didn't produce any food.
"Ah, here it is!" After so rummaging, Bakura pulled out several packets of instant curry.
"My goodness!" Hoshino's eyes widened. She had expected maybe so chocolate bars at best, but Bakura had brought out curry packets. The smaller the expectation, the greater the surprise.
"Is this guy an angel?" Hoshino thought, wiping the drool from her mouth as she looked at Bakura, who was scratching his head shyly from all the praise.
"But we only have instant curry. We don't have a pot or fire to cook it," Anzu pointed out, pouring cold water on Hoshino's excitent.
"Right, fire is a pressing issue. It's getting darker, and if we don't make a fire, we won't be able to see anything." Honda looked at the setting sun with concern.
They were back to the original problem: without fire, spending the night in the forest would be too dangerous.
"Um…"
"I rember how Yuta made a fire! Let try!" Jounouchi, recalling Yuta fire-making technique from that morning, found two dry sticks and started rubbing them together vigorously.
After a while, the friction caused the sticks to emit white smoke.
"We've got it! Quick, add dry grass!" Jounouchi called excitedly to Honda.
"On it!" Honda quickly covered the smoking sticks with dry grass.
But there was no fla, only smoke that slowly dissipated without igniting the grass.
"It's no use. Starting a fire in the wild is too difficult for amateurs like us." Exhausted, Jounouchi collapsed to the ground.
"Are we really going to spend the night in this dark forest?" The sun had fully set, leaving the world in darkness.
"Um…" Bakura timidly interrupted their discussion.
"I have a lighter and a pot too."
.....
"Fire brings warmth, life, and hope to humanity. It lights up the darkness, drives away the cold, and…cooks our food!"
"What are you mumbling about, Hoshino?" Anzu asked, watching Hoshino mutter to herself by the fire.
Staring at the flickering flas, Hoshino reflected on the day's events. It felt like a dream. If she fell asleep and woke up in her familiar room, she wouldn't be surprised.
"No, no, I decided to be a winner in this world. How can I get depressed after just one day?" Hoshino slapped her face lightly.
Regaining her spirit, Hoshino smiled at Anzu. "Anzu, when will the curry be ready? I'm so hungry."
Anzu chuckled, seeing Hoshino perk up a bit. "You glutton, the pot hasn't even started boiling yet. It'll be a while."
"Ah, I see. Good food always takes ti." Stretching, Hoshino lay down on the grass.
Lying down, she took out her deck and started flipping through it.
"Hmm? I haven't checked the system alerts because of everything that's been happening."
"Open unread ssages."
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