Chiba Satoru looked at the three dice across from him and sighed helplessly.
"Come on, Auntie Tsunade, could you stop celebrating before the game is over every time? Two sixes and a five-why do you think that guarantees you'll beat me?"
Tsunade replied confidently.
"I refuse to believe you can roll three sixes every single time. Show them already!"
"All right, then. Let's put an end to your hopes."
With that, Chiba Satoru lifted the lid. Sure enough, the dice showed three sixes.
"Wow! It really is three sixes!"
"As expected of the Shinobi World's Gambling God."
"I really don't understand where the Big Fat Sheep gets the confidence to gamble against the Gambling God."
"Exactly. She really doesn't know her limits."
"Does she think she only lost to the Gambling God that day because she was unlucky?"
"Could it be that making it to the finals that day was already the luckiest she'd ever been?"
"That's entirely possible..."
The other gamblers' muttering left Tsunade utterly irritated.
"I won't accept this. Again! Let's play another round."
"Again? Come on, Auntie Tsunade, you already owe the Chiba Commerce Association twenty years of work. If you keep losing, are you expecting us to support you in retirement?"
Gō felt rather helpless. He had finally realized that she really was terrible at gambling, yet couldn't stop playing.
"Again! My endorsement deal and other partnerships with the Chiba Commerce Association still pay dividends, don't they? I can wager all of those. I'll definitely win everything back, with interest!"
"Fine, fine. One last round. I won't ask you to wager anything else. If I win, we stop gambling for today. How's that?"
Gō liked gambling because he could read other people's thoughts and emotions. He found it especially amusing to manipulate gamblers' emotions by controlling