After Mosin-Nagant made his move, Li Hua immediately sprang into action as well.
He took out a copper coin from his pocket and flicked it toward the cup in midair.
The coin struck the cup with a crisp sound.
Then, incredibly, one of the cups changed its trajectory unnaturally from the impact, spinning through the air alongside the gold coin before landing perfectly in Li Hua's hand.
This was the second claimed cup!
Phantom also moved. He simply removed his hat with one hand and reached inside...
One of the airborne cups vanished into thin air, only to reappear as he pulled it from his hat.
Fish's approach was more straightforward. She simply stood up from her chair again and produced a fishing net to scoop up a cup.
The fluorescent green rubber hand shot out and snatched a cup back.
All this happened within mere seconds.
Lin Yu felt he'd only taken a few breaths when suddenly only one cup remained on the field!
"Is this what high-level play looks like?"
Yet at this point, Lin Yu found himself unexpectedly calm.
Given the current situation...
Rather than frantically competing with Robin for the last cup, it was better to consider—what would Fluoxetine do?
Lin Yu had only met Fluoxetine once...
But from that brief encounter, he'd caught glimpses of her distinctive traits.
A deranged, remorseless killer girl devoid of morality.
An extremely arrogant and neurotic powerhouse who knew her own beauty.
Someone who seemed to love rock music, understood religion, and likely harbored some bizarre faith.
Add to that her Psychological Society identity and how the others at the table reacted to her...
Fluoxetine's image had grown increasingly vivid in Lin Yu's mind.
Like a background extra evolving into a fully fleshed-out main character.
Naturally became more effortless.
A mere "punishment" of cutting a rope would never make her scramble desperately for a cup.
In fact, in this situation...
Lin Yu rested his chin on interlaced fingers, eyes curving into a smile.
"Just moments ago we were talking about cooperation, yet now you're straining so hard for a single cup..."
"The game has barely begun—is it really worth showing all your cards already?"
He chuckled, his words laced with composed mockery.
The cup fell onto the tablecloth-covered surface without shattering.
Lin Yu gently nudged the suspended table, causing it to tilt slightly.
The cup rolled steadily toward him until his elegant index finger stopped its motion.
With a light flick, the cup spun once before being caught perfectly between his index and middle fingers.
Lin Yu lifted the cup smoothly.
Though he didn't understand why Robin hadn't made a move...
The autistic girl remaining seated had been a huge help!
Yet Lin Yu still felt curious and suspicious.
Based on his observations, should be incredibly strong.
Though she'd acted timid when talking to Radish, she'd instantly recognized the Beretta M9 in Lin Yu's hand was counterfeit.
She'd been absolutely certain it wasn't a real gun.
After an Assassin's "Promotion," they gain two First-Tier items: a "List" and a second "Murder Weapon."
The "List" lets the Assassin choose at least three targets—players or NPCs—to kill for temporary item rewards.
The second "Murder Weapon" differs from the first—it's not randomly generated.
Instead, it transforms a real-life murder weapon into an in-game item.
Initially Lin Yu thought the Beretta M9 was the second murder weapon...
And no one else had doubted this.
Only Robin sensed something amiss.
She likely knew exactly what items Fluoxetine possessed and how she'd use them.
The Night Watchmen leaned toward righteousness, so she'd probably faced Fluoxetine head-on and survived unscathed.
In other words, her combat ability might rival Fluoxetine's.
Fish's reaction earlier confirmed this.
Even after Lin Yu had aimed his gun at Robin, Fish had still pointed her own weapon at Robin too.
This girl who grew flustered talking to Radish showed no fear when two guns were pointed at her, even knowing Fluoxetine's was fake.
Robin's current inaction was undoubtedly abnormal.
But fortunately, Lin Yu was currently playing Fluoxetine.
The greatest advantage of portraying a psychopath was...
Not needing to worry about being "reasonable."
Thus, Lin Yu asked bluntly:
"Hey, thanks for letting me have it."
"But... what's your plan? Start by cutting a rope, or play your trump card right away?"
Lin Yu asked with a smile.
Robin pursed her lips and lowered her head.
"No, it's not really a trump card..."
"I just thought, rather than fighting for a cup, it'd be better to..."
Robin mumbled as paper and pencil appeared in her hands.
The paper was a smudged sketchpad, the pencil a scraped wooden drawing pencil.
She quickly sketched an identical glass cup.
Then she shook the paper—
The cup fell right out of the drawing and into her hand.
Robin looked sheepishly at the octopus Ka.
"Um... Head Chef, would it be alright if I brought my own cup since there aren't enough?"
Ka observed Robin's method with amazement.
It nodded professionally.
"Of course—the shortage reflects my failure as banquet organizer. We couldn't possibly refuse when you're so eager to enjoy fine wine and even prepared a matching cup."
Ka chuckled, then produced a bottle that looked and smelled like white wine.
A tentacle twisted into the cork like a drill, popping it open with a "plop."
As everyone tensed, watching for tricks during the pouring...
Ka honestly extended its tentacles, rotating to fill each cup one-third full.
"Please enjoy—Mourning Wine from Kirishima Vineyard."
"Vintage... the peak of Forgotten Mist in New Calendar Year 335!"
"Drink up for the optimal 'wine experience,' and please maintain decorum afterward—no crying, swearing, or breaking tableware during potential 'loss of control!'"