"Mm..." The woman nodded with a conflicted expression.
"What's your name?" Tajima asked curiously. No wonder—she was a woman from the Uchiha Clan. He knew he had seen her before; she simply hadn't seen him.
"Madara Uchiha... Ban... Ban Hime. Yes, my name is Ban Hime Uchiha."
That ended their conversation. As they listened to the attendant explain everything, they gradually understood what all this was for.
"Give me ten lottery tickets to start!" Zhumei immediately pulled out her money and shouted excitedly.
The top prize was 300 million ryo!! If she won, why the hell would she keep delivering food?
"I'll take one." Ban Hime didn't find the lottery particularly interesting, so she decided to buy just one for now.
Tajima and the others each bought one too. They were only here to have fun and look around anyway.
They weren't broke bastards like Hashirama. Money was nothing more than a number to them.
Then Zhumei took her ten lottery tickets over to a nearby sofa and sat down, staring excitedly at the television mounted on the wall as she waited for the drawing.
Compared with the lottery, Ban Hime found these things called scratch-offs more interesting.
"One hundred ryo each, with nine squares in total. If scratching them off reveals three matching symbols in a line, whether horizontal, vertical, or diagonal, you win the middle amount of the three numbers beneath those symbols. The top prize is 100 million ryo. Interesting. Give me twenty to start." With a grand wave of her hand, Ban Hime bought twenty outright.
Then she sat beside Zhumei and started scratching...
Ban Hime and Zhumei sat on the sofa with their legs crossed, completely absorbed in what they were doing, making a lovely sight in the Gambling Shop.
Ban Hime's aloof allure