After three hours and forty minutes of high-altitude flight, they finally reached their destination. Looking down from the plane at the neon-lit, decadent city below, Leo couldn't help feeling excited.
But when he looked at his own height of one meter twenty-five, his spirits fell again.
After getting off the plane, the three of them went straight to the hotel they had reserved. Once they had put down their luggage, Jenny and George looked at the Sky Tower outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and hugged each other tightly.
The small suite had two rooms. Leo stayed in the one inside, and he had to pass through Uncle George's room whenever he went out.
George glanced at the time and lay down on the bed. "Leo, get some rest!"
"Uncle George, it's only three in the afternoon."
"Las Vegas is the City That Never Sleeps. The night is when things really get lively. At this hour, many attractions haven't even opened yet!" George stretched lazily. "I've arranged everything. We'll leave at six, eat a delicious buffet dinner, and then I'll take you to see the musical fountains!"
"There are also the pirate show, the volcanic eruption, and the roller coaster. Leo, go to sleep!" Jenny gently pushed Leo into the inner room of the suite. "This isn't New York. You can't go out alone. This place is known as Sin City!"
Inside the room, Leo took out the map the hotel had prepared in advance. "Tony Stark probably won't go to low-end casinos. There are seven casinos in the most upscale hotels. Let me think. Which one would he come out of?"
Two days later, George and the others slept until noon again. Room service had already delivered breakfast—or, well, lunch.
Leo had gotten up early and finished eating. He continued