The roulette wheel, its black and white squares alternating, spun at high speed inside the casino.
A crowd gathered around the table, holding their breath and staring intently at it.
If it landed on black again, that blind old man would have won ten times in a row. It also meant that everyone who'd bet alongside him would make a fortune!
The wheel gradually slowed. Everyone clenched their fists, not daring to breathe.
A beautiful woman with long orange hair stood beside the table, watching the wheel just as nervously. The blond man sitting next to her, however, looked calm, as if he already knew the result.
"Here it comes! Here it comes!"
Someone shouted. The little ball bounced a few times before finally dropping into a slot and settling there...
"Black again!!"
"That's insane!!"
"Yeah!!"
A burst of cheers erupted around the table. Nami even jumped up excitedly, hugging Lina's head and burying it against her chest. Her ample bosom was suffocating.
"We won again! Pay up, pay up!"
The dealer gritted his teeth and reluctantly paid out the chips.
"One more round! One more round!"
Pease swept the chips over with his tail. Nami beamed and called to the blind old man in the purple kimono, surrounded by a crowd. "Come on, old man! If you win this time, I'll give you a share of the money."
"Oh, really, young lady?"
Fujitora raised his scarred face, his expression turning more serious. "Then it seems this old man will have to put in some effort."
Nearby, Lina sighed helplessly. Nami, you really were something, mooching off an admiral like that.
It had been about a year ago that they'd seen Fujitora's picture in the newspaper.
But one glance at a photograph back then wouldn't be enough to recognize him