Yuta had, indeed, not been able to endure the stench and was forced to retreat a few metres back. Still, the stench was bearable at a certain distance from the girl, but lord knows how Fuubi was handling it. He stood way closer to her than Yuta did.

He was forced to abandon his chair, but that wasn't too bad. He was standing a good bit away from the action, but still in shouting distance. Yuta raised an eyebrow as he thought he heard Fuubi set one card, thinking that he may have opened badly. It happens though, right?

The weird part was when the other girl, the blonde one, did almost the exact same thing. Not only that, but did she just call out what kind of card she set? Yuta almost felt bad for the girl. She probably didn't know you could omit those details. Still, it was hard to make out anything from this distance. The visuals looked so scrambled.

"Hey, Fuubi! Show her an exciting next turn, alright? You have this in the bag!" Yuta yelled, using his hand as an improvised megaphone to have his voice carry further. This also made Yuta realize he actually forgot to catch her name, as he'd been too busy trying to keep his stomach filled to notice what she was saying. That was mighty awkward...