"You gamble. You place the balls and launch them to gamble. The lucky ones win."
My mind raced as I pondered how a child could have entered a gambling establishment. I wanted to call someone of authority, but the old man in tux had magically disappeared.
Maybe he immediately ran off to attend another guest.
The boy placed his pachinko metal balls into the machine and launched them by the use of a pull lever. The machine created pinging noises and lights danced on the glass frames.
Absentmindedly, I sat down and tried to copy what the boy did and my pachinko machine made the exact same noises and light display that his made.
I lost track of time as the two of us played pachinko.
I was defeated countless of times and eventually was up to my last ball. He on the other hand, won every single ball he launched and the balls piled up on his catch box, almost full and in need for another box.
He was like a pachinko god.
