The final hand of the game, novice gambler Mr. Nagatomo Ryuuhei pushed all the chips he'd earned that afternoon onto the table.
It wasn't even enough to cover his losses, so he had to borrow money on the spot from the underground casino.
Because he had nothing left to give, he was driven from the table by the other gamblers.
However, Mr. Nagatomo Ryuuhei's streak of bad luck had only just begun…
In the office of the underground casino.
A young man with a Gokudō air about him, sporting a goatee and a baseball cap, was sitting on a sofa making a call.
The young man's name was Takahashi Junji.
This underground casino was owned by his brother, Takahashi Junichi, but it was usually Junji who took care of its management.
Beep.
The call ended.
Takahashi Junji sprang up from the sofa, cursing angrily.
He had been forcefully holding back his temper while on the phone, and now that the call was over, he began to vent his fury.
"Damn it! Stupid bitch! Bastard!"
