(oH SWEET BABY JESUS)
Makoto: He can’t believe how badly he’s losing (or how he even managed to start playing this in the first place) and whines, hanging his head in shame as he starts to tug off his shirt. “H-Hey, are you sure I can’t stop now…?” His face is completely pink.
Haruka: Haru’s never been the best at card games to begin with, so it isn’t too surprising that he’s losing. Even so, he still doesn’t like it, and points a glare at his opponent before pulling off his sock or belt. “…What are you looking at?”
Nagisa: Normally he should have the upper hand in a situation like this, and it’s a little frustrating, but the match has only just begun. Not wanting to beat around the bush, he pulls his shirt over his head with a grin. “You’re better at this than I thought, huh, ___-chan?”
Rei: How? How was this possible? He’d been predicting which cards to play and which cards his opponent had in their deck since the very beginning of the round, and yet he was already losing so badly? Slapping down his cards with a furious blush, he starts to unbutton his shirt. “P-Please stop staring, and don’t get ahead of yourself!”