The pachinko area was merely there to liven up the atmosphere. The various gambling tables in the other half of the casino were the real money-devouring beasts.
Three-card brag, Texas hold'em, blackjack, odd-or-even betting... gambling games from across the world and throughout history gathered under one roof, and mountains of chips on the tables vanished in an instant.
They were like fiercely burning spirit money, though who they were being burned for was anyone's guess.
Uchiha Naruto gulped down whiskey and watched coldly as these smartly dressed, successful people tore off their ties, their eyes bloodshot, and exposed their ugly sides as they battled at the tables.
Some sang with abandon, pulling the gorgeous servers beside them into passionate kisses and stuffing high-value chips down the women's tops; others wailed and wept as they staked their last chip on the table, only to lose everything instead of pulling off a last-ditch comeback, before being dragged out by bodyguards in black.
Ecstasy, pain, despair, regret-intense emotions churned through the casino, almost taking tangible form.
The bizarre spectacle was an eye-opener for Uchiha Naruto.
He saw a gambler who had lost his entire fortune cling desperately to the corner of a table, refusing to leave, only for several men to mercilessly pry his fingers loose one by one before bodyguards in black dragged him away, tears and snot streaming down his face.
"Heh."
Uchiha Naruto scoffed, not a trace of sympathy on his face.
Compulsive gamblers. Good riddance!
The wails of these gambling addicts made even the liquor in his glass taste richer.
But although these gambling addicts deserved to die, Chairman Hyodo, who ran the casino from behind the scenes, deserved death a thousand times over!
Uchiha Naruto drank, the killing intent in his eyes growing stronger.
He began to understand