No matter how much money there is, as long as it's less than the casino's funds, the opponent will always lose it all back, and eventually, the money will flow into the Horizon Corporation's account to be redistributed to the players.
As for Natural Curl, he actually doesn't care about the money, nor does he have a gambling addiction; he's purely here to have fun.
The money he earns every day never lasts until the next day; he'll either eat it all or spend it all. Living without the pressure of survival is simply exhilarating.
It's just that Steamed Bun somehow let the cat out of the bag and told his old man about it, and he was beaten to a pulp, groaning in bed for a few days. Now he's been limited to only playing with 500 small steel balls a day.
Just as Natural Curl was pondering whether to hit the maid cafe or the bar for a little fun, an elderly Asian man pushed open the door to the Pachinko shop.
"Is Wagako-san here?"
Wagako's gaze was immediately drawn to this guest.
