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"Hmm..." - that's all Nihonka could think of.
She remembered a vague conversation between two drunks, overheard somewhere and sometime ago - most likely in a past life, as they were discussing the upcoming elections in some local government structure between a worthy candidate and an unworthy one. They didn't agree on the forecast for these elections - each of them wanted to see the worthy candidate win, and one believed in it, but the other cynically thought that the elections would be rigged in favor of the corrupt one. Their conversation ended with each of them betting money on the victory of one of the candidates.
"If the good guy wins, then I won't mind losing this money at all, but if the bad guy wins, then I'll at least get some consolation," the cynical drunk mumbled.
Recalling this perfectly wise and mundane episode from life, Nihonka checked the aura of the orc and returned backstage.