"I need you ...... now"

Probably last night, Sakurai received a call from him in Tokyo. His voice on the phone was extremely fragile, almost as fragile as another person, not at all as powerful as he usually appeared.

「…… I've been waiting for you." I don't understand what happened, but Sakurai replied anyway.

If she could, she would like to go to the other person's side, after all, serving her is one of the few times she can feel happy. But it's a pity that Ryoma, who is a ghost group, can't leave the Paradise Pavilion she is in charge of at will.

The voice on the other side was inexplicably hoarse, like a dying man or the corpse of a walking corpse, saying, "Well, I'll be over soon. Also, do something for me......

……

The noise coming from the hall brought Sakurai back to her senses, and she still showed a delicate smile and greeted the high-level executives of Osaka's political and business circles in the hall. At the same time, her eyes also wandered the hall covertly, looking for the figure in the black kimono.

She has not been able to contact him since yesterday's phone call, and there has been no news from anyone hiding in Tokyo. It's like evaporating from the world, no matter what connections she uses, she can't find him. The only clue left was probably the photo left by him and a girl who was obviously a passer-by the evening before yesterday.

Inexplicably feeling a little irritated, Sakurai Twilight planned to return to the office on the top floor, but at this moment, some movement on the side of the hall made her take a second look.

There is a row of pachinko machines in that corner, this kind of gambling game that is very quick to get started, the price of chips is low, and the return is considerable, but compared to regular gambling, the return is very low, and it is very popular with young people.

The young boys and girls who came with the big names in politics and business from their fathers have no interest in the red-eyed gambling table where the adults are surrounded by red eyes and will lose all their money if they are not careful.

It's just that now, whether it is the second generation of politics and businessmen who came with those big names, or the young and beautiful girls hired by the Elysium to play with themselves, they are sitting around the small pachinko game machine in a corner, cheering for the people sitting there with excitement.

The sound of pachinko game consoles firing marbles is endless, and then, the colored lights are lit up, the game console screen plays gorgeous CG, the sound of dense marbles popping out is louder, and the girls cheer louder. Judging from their performance, the people who use that machine have probably made very good gains.

Through the enthusiastic girls, Sakurai can see that in front of the console is a black-haired boy. There was a sudden movement in her heart, and that back made her feel inexplicably familiar, but when the other party turned her face sideways, she couldn't help but feel a wave of disappointment.

It was an unusually delicate look, looking a little shy, like a boy next door, and it was natural that he was popular with girls. He didn't look very old, and he was wearing a casual suit that looked a little ordinary, like a high school or college student.

He didn't continue the game, he carried a thick box of marbles that were somewhat exaggerated, and said to the girls around him with some embarrassment. The girls who surrounded him excitedly made a way, and the admiration on their faces was undiminished. can convince these proud girls in the political and business circles and the girls who support the Paradise Pavilion, but it is not enough to rely on appearance and luck.

The boy took the marbles and went to the exchange table. Usually game stores will not allow players to directly exchange the marbles they win for cash, after all, this kind of game for the public is still relatively strictly managed. But if it were just that, this game wouldn't be that appealing. There are also two shops that are located along with the consoles, one where you can exchange the marbles you win for gift vouchers, and the other where you can use cash to recycle those gift vouchers.

As for the Bliss Pavilion, there are not so many twists and turns.

Many people who pay attention to this side are a little surprised, although the pachinko game machine is quite profitable in the outside world, but in a large casino like the Elysium Pavilion, this kind of game can only be regarded as an additive, and by the way, it stirs up the atmosphere. However, it can be won in a short period of time

At this scale, it's no wonder that girls adore him so much.

Placing almost tens of thousands of marbles on the counter, the staff at the counter looked at the boy in surprise. Surprised both by the number of marbles and by the boy in front of him. After all, metal marbles don't look like chips, and the weight of this pile is not light.

"Please exchange all of these for chips." The boy politely said to the staff.

After saying that he wanted to wait a minute, the staff took the time to confirm the number and looked at the black-suited security guard beside him. These security guards are not only responsible for maintaining order in the casino, but also for monitoring whether anyone is leaving.

And if he remembered correctly, when the boy came to him to exchange marbles, he only used the smallest face value of 1,000 yen.

The price of a single marble is not expensive, four yen a piece is almost not even a fraction, and the recycling price will be even lower. The recycling price of tens of thousands of marbles is probably tens of thousands of yen, which is not a drizzle for a casino. It's just that the price is a trivial matter, and it is not a trivial matter for someone to dare to go out to the Elysium Pavilion.

The security guard pushed his sunglasses to hide the golden underneath and shook his head. At least judging from his far beyond ordinary eyesight, he did not fail to find cheating.

After receiving a reply, the counter staff took out a dozen 10,000 yen chips and pushed them on the tray: "Your chips, I wish you a good time."

"Thank you." With a polite thanks, the boy took his chips and walked to the table where the adults were.

"I mean, kid, that's not all you have, are you?" A middle-aged man in a suit who was about to lose the fat on his stomach and had a pure Cuban cigar in his mouth, but probably didn't know how to look like an upstart stopped him.

He hugged the scantily clad girl with heavy makeup, and looked at the boy with a dozen chips in a mocking manner: "Little ghost, are you an adult? Go ahead and play your game, this is not the place for you to come."

The boy smiled at him, but ignored him. He knew why the man was so angry, and the assistant behind him was carrying a box full of chips of the largest denomination. As the most promising person in the casino tonight, he was invited by the beautiful manager to enter the dream VIP room and become the brightest person tonight. No matter how much he wins in the casino, the young and beautiful girls in the casino won't cheer for him.

The boy continued walking, but the middle-aged man stood in his way. Looking at him, the boy said helplessly, "Sir, this kind of behavior angers the casino party."

As if as a warning, the black-clad security guard in sunglasses stepped forward.

"No, no, no, of course I know what the rules of the casino are." The middle-aged man spat at him, "Little ghost, are you interested in gambling with me?" With your little chips, no table will want you."

No table would be an exaggeration, after all, the boy's chips also meet the minimum bet requirements, but the amount is a little insufficient.

"How? The sooner you lose, the sooner you get out." The middle-aged man ignored the angry gazes of the girls and glanced at him defiantly.

The boy also glanced at him, or rather, at the chips behind him, and then he smiled slightly, "Why not?"

……

Saburo Inohara, I don't know how many times he took out his crumpled towel and wiped the sweat that kept coming out of his head, if he had the opportunity to go back to the past, he would definitely grab his fat face ten minutes ago and slap him a few times.

I have to admit that he did lose his eyes, as he was almost the brightest new star tonight, he would not be as ruthless as he was just now without any real material. It's just that in just ten minutes, the opponent's chips have risen from a mere 100,000 yen to a million yen, and then to 10 million yen, as for how many are now, I don't know, but there are probably hundreds of millions of yen.

Taking the chips he had just won, the boy didn't look at them, and pushed out the box with the chips in front of him. His way of gambling, which even the best gamblers would feel breathless, won him a lot of applause and the cheers of the girl.

"Do you still want to follow?" Before the cards were opened, the boy politely asked the middle-aged man opposite.

The middle-aged man threw away the crumpled towel, lifted the two boxes beside him and pushed them forward: "Follow!"

Chips worth perhaps more than a billion dollars were placed on the table, and everyone's attention was drawn here. Regardless of the final win or loss, this boy who sat in an obscure corner and played pachinko at the beginning is the biggest dark horse today.

The upper body is in a business suit, but the lower body is dressed as a bunny girl in tennis stockings and high heels, and the beautiful dealer lady draws playing cards from the dealer. Then she looked at the empty boy in front of her with some surprise, and pushed chips worth more than a billion yen to his side, declaring his victory again.

Applause and screams rang out together, and the onlookers couldn't help but give the boy heartfelt applause. But the middle-aged man on the opposite side was lying on the gambling table with his hands, making a loud noise, and glaring angrily at the boy.

He yelled all over his fat face, "I haven't lost so many rounds! You're cheating!"

Not proud or flustered by the applause and scolding, the boy smiled politely at him, "I'm sure you wouldn't dare to deceive people on the territory of the ghosts, right?"

After the words of the ghosts were spoken by the boy, the scene suddenly became strange. Few people know that behind this casino is one of the giants of the underworld, the Oni, a giant of the underworld who can confront the eight families of Snake Qi who are entrenched in Tokyo.

"Whether I've cheated or not, I'm sure everyone of you should know very well." The boy smiled at the dealer who dealt the cards, and at the men in black who were scattered around the table.

They looked at each other, then both shook their heads, indicating that they had no signs of cheating.

It's just that the middle-aged man obviously didn't intend to let the boy go, and he glared at the boy's eyes with a slight gold: "Yan Ling...... You have used the Spirit of Words!"

Although it is a little insignificant, it is indeed a golden boy Yes, this middle-aged man who is not good-looking is actually a mixed-race race.

The black-clad security guards noticed that something was wrong, reaching for their guns or holding knives. But the boy was unmoved, he still smiled and said, "It seems that you know a lot of things, but judging by the way you look, you must not have seen the real spirit, right? But unfortunately, I didn't use any words."

He tilted his head, revealing a sharp gemstone hammer around his neck that glowed like a rainbow, and then he pointed to his temple and said, "I'm just thinking with two brains."

The ......middle-aged man wanted to say something more, and then he was pressed down by the people in black.

At this moment, the sound of high heels sounded, the long hair was coiled up, intellectual beauty and bewitching beauty were mixed, and the beautiful casino manager quietly came to the boy's side.

After taking a closer look at him, Sakurai was sure that she didn't know the boy, but she still half-crouched down and said, "Can I invite you to sit in the VIP room?"

The guests were both surprised and not surprised, 100,000 yen won 1 billion yen, and tonight's lucky star was the boy. The boy also looked down at Sakurai-chan, and then really turned away with a red face as his youthful appearance showed.

"That...... I think it's good here." He looked left and right, but he didn't dare to look at the female manager who exuded a faint fragrance next to him, "I mean, exchange money for that wish or something."

His actions caused a lot of laughter, but after laughing, more people were curious about what kind of wish he would exchange for more than a billion yen, and he might not seem to be a person who was short of money.

As for the girls who admire him, the idea is very simple, life is good, and they don't need to worry about life from a family. In their imagination, the problem that can bother such a perfect boy is probably only a girl who is lucky enough to be jealous.

Boys and girls who have a good impression of each other, but can only miss because of their different backgrounds; They fall in love with each other, but the woman's parents want a more powerful son-in-law and beat the mandarin ducks......

"Absolutely." As if amused by the boy's actions, Sakurai replied with a smile.

"Well, what I want is ......," the boy hesitated as he looked at the chips in front of him.

"Nope

Say it in a hurry, your chips are here, and you won't leave." Sakurai comforted softly, "I'm Sakurai, you can call me Twilight, you haven't told me your name yet."

The boy looked down at her, his face was still red, his eyes were a little wandering, and he didn't dare to look at her, and said, "My name is, Yuan...... Origin Girl."

Sakurai-chan, who got the name, was stunned suddenly, and then Gentoi helped her up and whispered in her ear, "As for my wish, it's you......