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The dealer wiped his forehead with the back of his wrist. His voice steadied, barely.
"Ladies and gentlemenā¦ same as before I minimum bet is ā©2 million Jenny, maximum is ā©30 million Jenny. Place your bets, please."
The chips around the table began to click and slide.
The four men tossed their bets down quickly, one on black, another on evens, and the other two scattering chips across a few numbers like they were throwing stones into a river.
Yuzuki leaned back, Emma's fingers still working over his shoulders.
Then he smiled.
He pushed a neat stack of chips with a value of ā©30 million Jenny forward. "ā©30 million Jenny on eighteen."
The dealer nodded briskly. "ā©30 million Jenny straight on number 18."
No panic in his voice this time, just the resigned acceptance of a man who believed the kid simply enjoyed lighting money on fire.
Lissa's gaze drifted toward Yuzuki. A slow, amused smile tugged at her lips.
She slid her own stack of chips forward.
"ā©30 million Jenny on eighteen."
A few old men glanced sideways but didn't dare comment.
Lighting money on fire twice in a row? Fine. Let them.
Yuzuki tilted his head at Lissa, eyes playful. "Miss Lissa, if you keep copying my bets so blatantly, I'll have to charge you a percentage fee."
Lissa rested her chin lightly on her knuckles. "Oh? And how much will you charge me, Mr. Yuzuki?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. What should my rate be?"
She answered immediately, "I'll give you fifty percent of whatever I make tonight."
Yuzuki choked, literally.
Juice sprayed forward in a small mist.
Emma snapped a cloth from her pocket and started cleaning him up. "Yuzuki! Don't spray juice everywhere, it's unhygienic!" even though even she was shocked at the revelation.
Ronda stared at Lissa, then at Yuzuki. "Must be nice being richā¦ people just throw money like that around."
Lissa laughed quietly at the three's reactions, lifting her shoulders. "I don't gamble for the money. I have plenty. This is just a hobby. A break from my husband."
Yuzuki paused mid-sip and sighed dramatically. "Husband, huhā¦ and here I was thinking I stood a chance of taking you home."
Lissa laughed outright. "Oh, please. Could you even handle this?" She gestured to herself lightly, teasing.
Yuzuki stared with pure determination. "Don't underestimate me."
Truth is Yuzuki was still a virgin, and he had died as one. He really wanted to change that in this life. Of course he was joking with Lissa, but if given the chance he would take it. Lisa was smoking hot for a women on the older side. Don't call me desperate okay!!!
Lissa smiles and says "too bad, maybe in the next life. Me and my husband might not get along, but I still respect my marriage you know. Plus you are waaaay to young.
Yuzuki said "I see" and looked back at the roulette table.
Emma and Ronda exchanged a look, then burst out laughing.
"You can take us instead, Yuzuki," Emma teased, ruffling his hair.
Ronda nodded. "We'll make sure you have a lot of fun."
Yuzuki snorted. "I'll think about it."
The dealer raised his hand.
"I'll be taking no more bets." Then he spun the wheel.
The wheel spun again, smooth, balanced, the ball whipping around in the opposite direction with a rising whirr.
Yuzuki's expression didn't change. His hand rested casually on the armrest, but the faintest ripple of Blue tugged invisibly, imperceptibly, guiding the ball's path.
Click. Click. Click
It dropped.
"Redā¦ eighteen!"
"Impossible!" was the collective reaction of everyone on the table.
A collective gasp rippled across the table.
One man's jaw literally dropped open; another sat back so fast his chair creaked. A third rubbed his temple like he was having heart palpitations.
Emma's hands froze mid-massage. "Twiceā¦?"
Ronda whispered, "What kind of monster luck is thatā¦?"
The dealer stared at Yuzuki like he had just watched a ghost walk by.
"ā©1 billion 50 Jenny to Mr. Yuzuki," he announced, voice cracking.
"And ā©1 billion 50 Jenny to Miss Lissa." as he pushed the corresponding chips to them.
Lissa leaned back with a grin. "Oh my, Yuzukiā¦ you really are good at roulette."
"Not really," Yuzuki said, sipping the drink Ronda offered without looking up. "I told you, it's luck."
Lissa responds "If this keeps up you will bankrupt the Casino."
Emma kept massaging him like she was polishing royalty.
Ronda puffed her chest a bit as other hired girls glared with envy. As she held out a straw for Yuzuki to drink his now refilled orange juice, which had been refilled 4 times already.
Clients really didn't have to tip the escorts, but most of the time when they won big, they would definitely get tipped. Emma and Ronda looked at the other hired girls with pride and victory.
Across the room, the pit master's gaze sharpened. He then called out to his assistant.
The assistant arrived and said "Mr Playrod, did you call for me"
"Check the footage to see if any cheating was done," he murmured.
"Yes sir" the assistant responded before hurrying off.
The pit master wanted to believe that no cheating could take place in his table. But two 1 in 37 chances won in a row. And Yuzuki looked as if it were a certain outcome. Way to suspicious.
Back at the table, Yuzuki was quietly counting everything in his head.
ā©2 billionā¦ plus Lissa's 50%. Over ā©500 millionā¦
He exhaled through his nose, satisfied.
I should stop here or else they'll either ban me or if they have nen users start suspecting nen and drag me into some back room for investigation then I'll never receive my money.
In the raised pitmaster's booth, the assistant returned.
"Mr. Playrod, no cheating visible. The only odd thing was a hand gesture, but it looked likeā¦ I don't know. A good-luck sign? Maybe superstition."
The pit master leaned forward, elbows on the counter, eyes narrowing slightly.
"No cheating at allā¦? Not even a hint?"
"None, sir."
Playrod stared down at Yuzuki, small, composed, sipping juice like he owned the building.
Could someone really be that luckyā¦?
His fingers tapped lightly on the wood.
Or is the assistance of something else.
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