In the mottled mirror of the barbershop was a sleepy-eyed, masculine young man with a blond and black blond and black oily head.

Compared with Sousuke Araki's previous airplane head, it is a little less decadent and more capable and mature.

When the drowsiness on his face subsided, he habitually frowned.

It's still a criminal face.

Moreover, it looks ...... than before It's even more ferocious.

"This ...... It doesn't look like it's any different from the housemates who watched the scene from Nuluo Fist......"

While complaining, Sousuke Araki tilted his head slightly......

"Wait! What is it? Uncle Mo?!!! ”

The short sideburns on the front of his left ear were marked with an unusually delicate six-pointed star pattern.

"What's the matter, this is my best 'Death Hexagram', seeing that your kid has been so unlucky recently, I'll give it to you for free."

Uncle Mo wiped his hands and said proudly.

"King...... Rogue heart? Isn't that a curse no matter how the name sounds, and doesn't it look more like the way it looks? How am I going to have an interview in the afternoon......"

Sosuke Araki snarled inarticulately.

If the previous airplane head could only be regarded as a delinquent boy of the rampant clan, now this hairstyle can be said to be the elite of the violent group with a knife head licking blood and more than double digits in the murder at hand.

"You kid has a broken hairstyle, it's good to be able to rescue it, and you dare to pick and choose!"

was suppressed by Uncle Mo's muscles and roar, Sousuke Araki could only obediently accept his fate and get up to pay.

When he was about to leave the barbershop, he remembered Miss Sawada in his dream just now, and he looked back in the mirror and cheered up.

Miss Sawada, this hairstyle, even if you help me change it.

The vast number of beings, bustling, come and go without a trace.

At least with this hairstyle, I will always remember that you are beautiful, and you have bloomed in this world.

……

An hour later.

PREGO Pachinko Ikebukuro West Exit.

In the midst of loud music and blinding light and shadow......

Sousuke Araki, whose hair has been refreshed and makes the eyes of passers-by even more frightened, is sitting in front of a "curse" themed Paqingko machine with a cigarette in his mouth.

He pressed his face against the machine, one hand quickly pressed the launch button, the other hand kept rotating the angle button, and the cocked Erlang's legs shook rapidly with the rhythm of the music.

As he operated, the dense steel balls fired out like machine guns in succession, falling into the hole below where they "won".

Various lottery animations are also played on the screen, and occasionally after winning the jackpot, a pale ga coconut will appear to congratulate you.

As the pillar of Japan's gaming industry, accounting for 4% of the national GDP, Pa Qingge, commonly known as the "small steel ball", is of course not just as simple as controlling the angle to launch the steel ball and entering the hole to draw a lottery.

After combining with video games, in addition to the theme of machines, there are frequent themes of linkage with various anime and idol groups, and the prizes are also varied, ranging from food and drink, digital products, adult products, and anime goods.

Only you can't think of it, and you can't change it without you.

"Tsk, this thing that Ryoma gave is really powerful......"

Under Sousuke Araki's machine, a large number of small steel balls have been piled up, and it looks like it has won a lot.

Japanese law prohibits gambling, so the small steel balls won cannot be exchanged for money directly in the store, but can only be exchanged for various prizes.

However, in the store, small steel balls can be exchanged for something called "jingpin", which is 18-karat gold wrapped in a plastic shell.

And in the alleys near every pachinko shop, there must be a small shop that recycles this "view" with cash at a fixed price.

As for what you said this shop has to do with a pachinko shop?

At least on the surface, it won't seem to have anything to do with it.

The seemingly strict legal provisions have indeed been circumvented by such a child's play.

It was in this way that pachinko and video games were combined to flourish under the control of Gokudo and have become a gambling industry that countless Japanese people love and hate.

After Sosuke Araki finished his hair, he really didn't come to play pachinko specifically.

Although Higashino Kohei had already made an appointment to take him to an interview today.

But when he got here after the haircut, Kohei Higashino didn't answer the phone.

Sousuke Araki, who was bored, could only go to the pachinko shop to pass the time, adjust his mood, and try "that thing" by the way.

"That thing" is a small magnetic device that Ryoma "struck" from the storage warehouse two years ago, and is said to have belonged to a certain pachinko fraud group before.

At this moment, "that thing" is like a watch, firmly hidden in Sosuke Araki's cuffs, and as his hand moves on the screen, it keeps sucking the steel ball towards the hole of "winning the lottery".

"Rich, rich...... Give him this store to win to the point of bankruptcy, hahahaha......"

Sosuke Araki visually inspected the machine in front of him, and small steel balls worth more than 100,000 yen had been piled up.

The pachinko industry has developed to this day, and there is no longer a need for customers to carry a large box of steel balls to exchange.

Directly remove the small card from the machine, and the amount of steel balls you have won will be recorded directly into the card and taken to the counter to redeem.

The reason why Sousuke Araki chose this "curse" machine is precisely because the picture and sound effects of this machine are too eerie and terrifying, and many guests feel unlucky, so they are placed in a corner that no one cares about.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

"Oh, Kohei, I've arrived a long time ago, and I'm at this PREGO next to the station...... Come over first, I'm winning here...... The thing Ryoma gave me was so good......"

Winning is too cool, Sosuke Araki's saliva sprayed on the screen, and even Gacoko, who has been appearing on the screen ordinarily because of "winning the lottery" and celebrating him with "face killing", doesn't care.

At this moment, someone behind him tapped him on the shoulder.

"Don't you see that Uncle Ben is in good luck, don't change it, don't change it, go away, go away......"

Araki didn't look back, biting the cigarette butt and said impatiently.

Occasionally, there are some superstitious "pachinko pros" who will only play fixed machines, so they often find someone to change machines.

The man tapped him on the shoulder again, this time with a bit of force.

Sousuke Araki stopped what he was doing and looked back.

Four men in black suits with unkind faces stood behind him at some point, frowning, biting their lower lips, and looking at him with bruises on their foreheads.

It seems that he has been watching him play for a while.

"Big brothers, is there something wrong?"

Looking at these men who were obviously watching the scene, Sosuke Araki asked with a slight sweat on his forehead, and asked with some weakness.

The man at the head, with a tattoo in the collar and a scar on his brow, slowly raised his hand, pointed to his cuff and said, "This guest, you thing...... Exposed......"