The Casino School
Episode 28's
People passed by, the six boys still breezed here and there to see what games were suitable to play. With the chips that are owned, of course, can balance some rich people here. Especially Yuuji who has a stack of chips in his bag. Actually this chip for the year-end game, two have collected it all day for the sake of competing until the last drop of blood.
"Squeaky. Why did your dad tell us to use these chips?" hiro asked who was walking beside Yuuji. Yuuji's shoulders were raised, not knowing.
Until they arrive at a location, where it is full of roulette machines. Many men in neat suits are in the middle of dudum while putting their chips into betting numbers. Not infrequently also elegant women sit in the middle of them with laughter and a triumphant grin—not as players, but rather the companion of the businessmen. The Dealer smiles kindly as he collects the players' used losing chips.
This casino roulette is a type of French Roulette. Where there are 36 numbers and 0 in the game plot. In another room there is another roulette table with American Roulette type. Although different, but both are equally loved by visitors.
Tama invites Yuuji to get closer to one of the tables. Where at that time the dealer is giving instructions on the rules of the game. One of the rules used is En Prison. After hearing a brief explanation, the game begins.
The players begin to put their chips in the number plots, red, and black. Until the dealer decides not to bet, the ball is rolled into the wheel. While waiting for the results, the players glanced at each other and smiled to give mental emphasis. The rotation of the wheel takes a long time, about 15 seconds.
Just the first game, the ball landed on the 0th floor. In this first round, no one thought the ball would stop there. The dealer immediately takes half their bet. On the En Prison rule, half the remaining bets on the table must be used for the next round. However there are some who end up adding to the stakes.
In the second game, Yuuji gets a little closer to one of the players. A white-bearded old man with a cool right hand squeezed the thigh of a young girl of Yuuji's age. The old man turned his head leisurely, welcoming the arrival of Yuuji who was curious about roulette.
"Ohoh. Young man, what's bothering you now?" asked the old man while stroking his long tangguy with his left hand.
"It's nothing, sir," Tama replied immediately removing Yuuji from getting too close. The old man just nodded. A smile was etched behind the noisiness of his beard hair.
"Don't get close," Tama's perspiration directly hit Yuuji's shoulder slowly.
"Why, anyway? I'm curious. Not that roulette is profitable, is it?" ask Yuuji. Tama again threw a punch on his shoulder. "Where was your source until you said it was like that?"
Yuuji was silent for a moment while looking at the second round of roulette. The ball goes down and lands on the number 15. Many of them cried out for winning. Then Yuuji returned to look at Tama after the second result was announced.
"I read this saying it depends on luck. The tactics used were also not entirely successful. Better blackjack, there's a winning and losing streak, right," Yuuji replied and removed Tama from view.
The young man again drew closer to the old man who won the second bet. Putting the chips back, the old man who was called as Mr. Lawrence laughed to the point of coughing from the delight of seeing a young man interested in roulette.
Kenji, Hiro, and Kuro go to the slots section. Fuji himself went to American roulette, which was followed by Tama who did not want to take care of Yuuji's behavior.
"You remind me of me when I was young, son," said Mr. Lawrence to end his bet when the ball was about to be rolled. Yuuji smiled faintly and observed the dealer who put the ball on the wheel.
Some numbers have been skipped, and eventually dropped in a number. Mr. Lawrence laughed seeing the stakes back winning. For the next rounds, Mr. Lawrence again raised his money. This obviously made Yuuji even more interested.
"Master. I want to ask you something" Yuuji said during a betting session. Lawrence again placed his bet while continuing to laugh softly. The other players in front of him also retaliated and occasionally gave scathing words to burn the atmosphere at the table.
"Ask," replied Mr. Lawrence casually.
"Why can you win a few times? Though roulette game by relying on profits, is not it?" correction Yuuji. Mr. Lawrence nodded in agreement.
"really. There is no strategy or strategy to win. Roulette relies entirely on luck. Ahhaha!" Mr. Lawrence's reply did not satisfy Yuuji. The young man just smiled wryly. Either Mr. Lawrence knows what Yuuji's question means or answers accordingly.
Their conversation paused while waiting for the ball to stop spinning. For the round this time, Mr. Lawrence did not get a match. But instead of getting angry, the old man laughed again. The girl next to him just smiled as she occasionally pinched the spoiled arm of Master Lawrence.
"seen? There is no strategy! Bhaha! You will know that you play roulette a lot, young man. What's yourname?" ask Mr. Lawrence while putting the red chip away. In roulette, the chips used are not like the chips in general. Players must exchange them for special chips to make it easier to distinguish chip owners. And players can re-exchange them for common casino chips if they stop playing.
Suddenly, Mr. Lawrence's hand stopped moving. He looked at Yuuji with narrowed eyes. Afterwards he stops the stakes and watches Yuuji from top to bottom, then returns to the top to see the parts of Yuuji's face that he recognizes.
As if he had hit the jackpot, Mr. Lawrence smiled broadly. He got up from the chair, stretched out his arms, and hugged Yuuji full of happiness. "Oh! You're Mr. Kuga's son!" mister Lawrence exclaimed followed by the gazes of the people around.
Some of them smiled to greet Yuuji before returning to gambling activities. Mr. Lawrence took off his embrace and sat back down.
"I know that sooner or later the man will take his son to the gambling world! Ahhaha!" laughter Mr. Lawrence.
Despite not understanding, Yuuji just smiled while scratching his cheeks slowly as a form of reducing his awkwardness and confusion. While waiting for the ball to roll, Mr. Lawrence told me a lot about himself and Kuga Yuuma, Yuuji's father.
Where they are comrades in arms at the casino. Mr. Lawrence's face looked very old because in a moment of instability, Mr. Lawrence could not resist the urge to gamble. Addicted, he also experienced destruction. But as a friend, Mr. Kuga helps little by little to get up and end up being someone who is twisted like this.
"By the way, how old are you, son?" tanyakanya.
"Mmm, 16," replied Yuuji. Mr. Lawrence nodded again. "A young age is already interested in gambling. Where are you at school? I have a school recommendation that you're interested in gambling" Lawrence continued.
"I went to Casino School."
A moment after hearing that answer, Mr. Lawrence laughed, broke out, was careless, and almost stopped //hnga.
Her escort girl was even overwhelmed to face Mr. Lawrence, where finally Mr. Lawrence had to retreat after cashing in her color chips. The man invites Yuuji to go to the VVIP chair he used to occupy with Mr. Kuga du—which is now crowded with friends of Yuuji's father.
Mr. Lawrence looks happy to see Mr. Kuga coming over. The two hugged each other, then let go of longing for a moment with pleasantries. Mr. Kuga turned to his son who was following Mr. Lawrence.
"What's wrong?" ask Mr. Kuga.
"Fucking yuuma! Your son's been in Casino School apparently! What's your son doing there?" Mr. Lawrence leads Mr. Kuga to sit down, followed by Yuuji and Mr. Lawrence's maiden companion.
Mr. Kuga just smiled. "Javab, Yuuji."
Yuuji was a bit confused. Why did this old man know about the department at the school? Although hesitant, Yuuji answered as he could.
"Bhaha! You must know Emma! He's my adopted son!" exclaim Mr. Lawrence. Then Mr. Lawrence again told about Emma who served in school, and ended with a story about the casino they were visiting.
"Look, Emma's in the blackjack section right now for year-end match preparation. Some other kids will come later, too" explained Mr. Lawrence, pointing the way to the blackjack room.
Both Yuuji's eyebrows sharpened, his forehead furrowing. "sorry. But why... here all?" yuuji asked, glancing at his father and hoping for an explanation.
"Bahaha! Yuuma is brash! Your son is confused, tuh!" laughter Mr. Lawrence.
Not yet able to explain, the woman who met Mr. Kuga was approaching. He smiled at Yuuji. His right hand was stretched out, retorted with Yuuji's post. Repeat his introduction. "Kuga Yuuji," said Yuuji kindly.
The woman nodded small while smiling. "I Horehime. Welcome to my casino."
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