The Niga Grand Casino was a three-story building standing in the most prosperous part of the concession, and even in broad daylight, it shimmered with an extravagant glow.
A huge neon sign bore the words "Grand Casino." In the plaza before the entrance, the fountain pool refracted brilliant colors beneath the sun, and impeccably dressed doormen humbly pulled open the heavy gilded doors for every guest.
Jiraiya stood at the entrance to this money-devouring den and took a deep breath.
The air was mixed with expensive perfume, cigar smoke, and a certain sweet, cloying scent of powder and rouge.
He tried hard to maintain a serious expression, but his gaze was still drawn against his will toward the two bunny girls greeting guests at the door.
Black fishnet stockings wrapped around their long, firm thighs. Their fluffy rabbit-ear headbands trembled gently as they bowed, and their low-cut outfits outlined curves that made the blood surge.
"Gulp—" Jiraiya's Adam's apple bobbed, his nostrils heated, and two streams of bright red liquid slowly trickled down.
"This—this place is practically heaven!" he muttered, his eyes going straight.
"Senior Jiraiya!" Shizune's annoyed voice dragged him back to reality.
She held the pink pet pig Tonton in one arm and struggled to carry a heavy leather suitcase with the other, her face slightly flushed with embarrassment and helpless anger. "We're not here for sightseeing!"
"Ahem!" Jiraiya snapped back to his senses and wiped the nosebleed with his sleeve in a fluster, then said solemnly, "Of course not! I'm here to—uh, to help Tsunade! Yes!"
He guiltily looked away, but the corner of his eye still couldn't help drifting toward the bunny girls.
Shizune sighed, too tired to argue with him any further, and walked toward the casino entrance first.
Jiraiya hurried after her. The two