What A Pity

"I admit that I'm not naturally interested in rules. I only care about getting the results I want. As for the methods and the trouble it will bring, that has never been my focus." Loki spread his hands, "It's my fault for always having the power to ignore the rules."

The little boy nodded. "God of pranks and lies, you'll be a good character to play Texas hold'em. Let's play when you're free."

"I don't lay eggs like to a hen, and even if I win, you'll suspect me of cheating, right?" Loki said as he opened the fridge and found a bottle of beer. But because the power had been out in the city for a while, the beer had long warmed to room temperature.

The little boy reached out and Loki handed him the beer. When he took it back, the beer was already emitting cold air, and a layer of fine water droplets had even formed on the glass bottle.