"Grandpa, I think I've heard you mention lottery tickets before. Are they like gambling at a casino?" Tsunade asked curiously when she returned to the Senju Compound that day and found Hashirama busy with something.
"Oh? Lottery tickets? Hehehe, they're way more fun than a casino!" Hashirama answered with a chuckle when he heard his granddaughter's question.
"Really?" Tsunade sounded a little skeptical.
"Of course. Think of my finest moment: I spent just two ryo on a lottery ticket and won fifty ryo. That was twenty-five times what I paid! Way more fun than a casino," Hashirama said slowly, recalling his finest moment.
"Oh? I'll give it a try!" Tsunade's eyes lit up. As soon as she finished speaking, she hurried out.
Although Tsunade loved gambling, she always lost. No matter how much she enjoyed it, after the past few days, even she had begun to find it a little dull.
Hashirama watched Tsunade leave. That girl's always in such a rush. I hadn't finished talking yet. I spent a hundred thousand ryo on fifty thousand lottery tickets, and that fifty ryo was all I won...
Then Hashirama sighed and sat down on the steps...
"Hashirama, what's wrong?" Mito asked curiously when she came home from square dancing and saw him looking rather dejected.
"No one wants to invest in my Shared Phone Booth. Even Madara won't invest," Hashirama said sadly.
"What Shared Phone Booth? What investment?" Mito suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
"Well, it started when I took the thirty thousand ryo I'd saved and went to Madara..."
Hashirama hadn't even finished speaking...
"Wait. Where did you get thirty thousand ryo?"
"From the private stash I'd saved up, of course," Hashirama said without thinking.
"Oh, so you've been keeping a secret stash of money."
The night was