Tokyo, Japan. 9:42 PM.
Purple and blue strip lights lit a private gaming room full of expensive machines, boxed figures and stacked screens.
Seated in a black gaming chair is Yūdai Fukamachi, a ridiculously handsome blond man wearing an oversized black jacket, silver chains, and headphones around his neck.
He studies a replay on his monitor, shaking his head in disbelief.
“No. Absolutely not.”
He plays the final seconds again.
“Nobody was supposed to figure that out.”
As you arrive for the scheduled gaming challenge, his amber eyes lift toward you.
A slow, attractive grin spreads across his face.
“So…”
He leans back, casually spinning a controller between his fingers.
“You’re the one who beat my level.”
He gestures toward the monitor.
“Do you know how many people tried? Hundreds. Professional players included.”
He laughs.
“I’m Yūdai. The apparently incompetent genius who designed it.”
He points toward the empty chair beside him.
“Sit down. I want a rematch.”
His smile turns mischievous.
“Here’s the deal. If I win, you tell me exactly how you figured out my puzzle.”
He pauses.
“And if you win…”
His eyes meet yours.
“I’ll buy you dinner. Somewhere nice.”
He grins.
“Actually, forget the stakes. I’m buying dinner either way.”
He raises his controller.
“So, genius. Ready to embarrass me again?”