Ee, Teni Shippai? Seikou?

"Ooh! This casino looks great!!

"Wow......"

Alana and Minori entering the casino hotel raise their exclamation.

After that, Yang Yi, who made a safe rendezvous at "Sioux on the Border," [returned] to An Motel, and the next day, each of them walked through town equipped with demonic props to inhibit recognition.

The effect of the magic props was remarkable, and even the casino was easily entered yesterday after being able to reach the casino hotel without anyone noticing the line of The Old Man Yang, a threesome with two beautiful women.

"No, I'm going in."

After only Yangichi went outside once, he removed the magic prop from sight and presented his passport to re-enter.

"For now, I'd better stop playing games with dealers..."

It was a very orthodox slot machine that Yaichi, who thought so, recommended to Alana.

Instead of pushing the button after pulling the lever and stopping the reel, as in Japanese Patissero, after pulling the lever, it is a way of waiting for the reel to stop naturally.

They may wonder what's fun about it, but surprisingly, people who fall for it are.

In the first place, the Japanese Patissero also decides when to hit the lever, and the buttons are like an aside, so it won't make a big difference.

"Guru...... and they!! Huh!! Why? Why do you cheat there!?

And, apparently, Alana is so upset that you should let her play here.

"I'm here with Alana."

Minori bought me an amulet and left because I still have anxiety to throw out Alana, a different world man, by herself, no matter how many magic items I have.

They can't speak English, but they can understand at the native language level because there are magical props of communication when it comes to listening.

He remembers some English words that seem to be used a lot, so even if someone talks to him, he'll get through it well.

Minori, by the way, was pulling a light lever on the table next to Alana, and the coins had already more than doubled.

"Sa, speaking of casinos............ maybe poker"

- Texas Holdem.

It's a pretty popular game in poker, where all players play a common card called a community card arranged on a table, combined with two cards each player has.

While the man sitting in the front of Yangichi looked around the table with no confidence, he put the chip up as he had decided to.

It is an outfit of blonde hair with blue eyes, long faces like blue ladybugs, large black edged glasses and unknown intelligentsia.

The Hispanic man, who received that raise and wore a baseball cap deep in his eyes, remained faceless, laying down his card and descending the battle.

Look at that. A few others get off the battle.

Apparently, the little fat Anglo Saxon middle-aged couple dressed as a pair of looks in an Aloha shirt will take the battle even though they say something cacky.

Asian middle-aged men compare their hand bills to cards lined up at the table many times and ride the battle after looking all the way around the other players.

Yaichi literally received the battle with no expression (poker face) and the card lying on the table.

The intelligent boy on the front who saw Yaichi ride the battle gave him a look of surprise for a moment, but soon returned to the original odd atmosphere.

But how curious is it that the flickering and the eyes turn to Yangichi, and sometimes the gaze falls off behind them.

Once the card was handed out and the card was exchanged, I showed a bare gesture of confirming it only for a moment, but I haven't actually seen it.

Because I don't even need to see it.

And the fact that he didn't look like Yangichi meant that he didn't look like anyone else.

Various openings.

(Whoa, boy, I think it would be ruined if I gave you such a good smile here?

A middle-aged man of Asian descent who screams with a middle-aged couple who looks at intelligent boys' bills and speaks out of dismay.

All those who were there raise their voices of relief, but the baseball cap guy is as faceless as ever.

The intelligent boy's hand is full house. I know what it's like to want to be in a fight.

"Too bad it's a fork card."

"That's a lie!!

Intelligent boy screams.

(Damn. He said he had to be faceless at times like this. Look at your baseball cap brother, he's as faceless as ever)

Yaichi was adding more coins each time he repeatedly won or lost so far, but he stuck to his moxibustion because the Intelligent Boy in front of him seemed to imitate how he licked it.

Needless to say, each player's bills can be read in [appraisal +], so it can't be that Yaichi loses unless intentionally.

Yes, it's possible to suck up all the riches in this town if Yaichi cares about it.

Regardless, I can't possibly do such a stupid imitation if I think about the hassle that follows.

(I didn't want to stand out, but, okay)

Yaichi took a seat after receiving a sneaky coin from an intelligent boy who was leaning and betting all in.

It would be nice to pull up around here already today.

Sir, please wait.

Yaichi, who tried to leave the poker table and go to where the Alanas were, had a voice.

Looking back, there stood a small white man who looked good to people and a Hispanic man nearly two metres tall.

The white man is an old man with half a bald head, but he has an atmosphere of not being the only one.

(Er, you're the manager here, Mr. Edoardo. Ex-CIA!? Awesome......)

[Appraisal] revealed that the long-lasting young man is called Marcus and is a former Marine Security Officer.

"What is it?

"Excuse me, but since you're going home like this?

Apparently, what Yaichi is trying to do is forecast.

"Yeah, I enjoyed it enough"

"That's a waste! Even though you haven't enjoyed half of our hotel?

"And, okay?

"My name is Ed and I am the manager of this hotel. We'll switch to the suite if you'd like, so we hope you enjoy it for a while."

It also seems to grasp that Yaichi is taking a room here.

"No, no, if you stay in the suite, your winning share today is par."

"Ooh, the customer is mistaken. We'll take care of the room rates. Complimentary room service and food and drink at the bar. If you don't mind, we'll have seats at the show, too?

Sounds like a common service in a casino hotel like this.

Of course, I guess it's a stomach to squeeze in the casino for more than the equivalent of the hotel bill.

"Speaking of which, was there like a permanent stage in a famous circus?

"Yes, there is."

Yaichi, remembering that Minori was looking forward to the show, began to think about riding Edoardo's invitation.

and that's where Edoardo's gaze deviates behind Yaichi.

Apparently he was looking at the poker table where Yaichi was until just now, and the Intelligent Boy in the example was starting to win again a little bit.

Yaichi decided to ask them to pay the consideration because it seemed like they were still going on without punishment.

"Sometimes, Mr. Edoardo"

Two sharp gazes pierced Yangichi.

Marcus, who gives off such a harsh gaze that he seems to be able to kill people with only his gaze, feels remotely more scared of Edoardo with a grin on his mouth but no expression on his eyes.

Taking their gaze, Yaichi remembered that Edoardo only named him "Ed," but he continued his words with a gesture of not moving, expecting it to go in a good direction, too.

"The man with the third red baseball cap from the aisle of the slot. Man with a blue shirt looking out for Craps. He's repeatedly winning and losing for coins in blackjack. Man in an easy suit. I was just sitting in the back of my seat, drinking, pretending to be a black dress that doesn't look good at all."

"... is that it?

"You're recording, aren't you?

And, Yaichi points to the security camera on the ceiling.

"Excuse me."

When Mr. Edoardo turned his back on me, he started giving instructions to Boso at the incarnation.

"I'm sorry, may I keep you waiting for a moment? Oh, you, one champagne for this one."

My reply speaks out to an employee woman who just walked through the neighborhood for nothing.

Less than thirty seconds later, the champagne poured into the elongated glass was carried, so I did not hesitate to have it.

That tasted a lot like what I drank at the bar in the southern town.

When I tilted the glass and looked at the poker table, I saw the example Intelligent Boy being pulled by Marcus.

Each of the other mentes seems to be being taken by the guards.

"Thank you for waiting"

Ed was back where he drank champagne, but it wasn't Marcus he was taking, it was a young blonde woman.

A little makeup on white skin was a woman who was thick but beautiful, and the casino uniform didn't look good at all.

"Todo, how many circus tickets do you need?"

"Well, in three"

"Yes, I did. I'll have it delivered to the room later."

"I'm sorry. And then"

So Yaichi, who punctuated the words, approaches Edoardo one step closer and lurks his voice.

"There were two of them, wacky..."

"Hmm. Then we'll have a special ticket for you, except for the ticket. Come by hand (...) and we'll show you to your seat"

"Hmm. I don't know what to do."

"No, thank you for your help this way. Then take your time as this Catherine will show you to your room"

"... I'll tell you for once, you may not come to the casino anymore, right?

"Feel free. Catherine, show me around."

"Huh."

After Katherine replied with a sweet voice, Ed was much closer to Yangichi.

"If you need anything, please tell this Catherine."

"What?

"Yes, what a thing. Bye."

After leaving that behind in Yangichi's ear, Ed left the spot.

"Well, I'll show you around."

"Ah, yes. Yeah, can I just do a little slot?

"Uh... if it's a little bit...?

Managing to convince Catherine of the troubled appearance, Yaichi sat in a form that turned her back on Minori as she moved to the slot corner.

By the way, Alana is snooping and Minori keeps pulling the light lever next to her.

"Minori, don't look back. I'm sorry, will you leave me at the motel with Alana? I'll pick you up in a minute."

"Fine, but what do we do with this?

When I [appraised] Minori's slot table with my back turned, I could confirm that the screen of the slot showed a considerable amount of forehead numbers.

Although the opposing Alana is zero.

If it is settled, the ticket can be discharged and redeemed, but it is not preferable for Minori, who does not have a passport, but also for Yaichi, who would be marked, to receive it.

"Hmmm. Probably because they're watching me right now..."

No matter how many of them are equipped with demonic props of perception inhibition, it is unlikely that their effects will be exerted across the camera.

Even though we are turning our backs on each other, it is undesirable that we are doing this for a long time.

"Well, I'm sorry I'm winning because of you, but keep that up"

Minori decided to have Minori give up his share of the win in the slot because it is a trivial one compared to what Yaichi won in poker.

This should be a gift to the next lucky person who sat down.

"Okay."

"Well, please tell me about Alana."

"Yes, Alana, I'm coming."

"Ugh... why not... why not come..."

Minori dragged out half of Alana, who just snapped like a ghost.

Yaichi, who kept hitting the slot for a while, used [Appraisal +] to make sure Alana and Minori were safely out of the casino before standing on the table and returning to Katherine.

"Well, I'll show you."

Catherine took me to a room prepared by Edoardo.