Chapter 386 – I Want You to Leave Now (1)
As always, Artemis is generous.
Often, women don’t pay attention to things their man does that she doesn’t like, and sometimes encourage her to do it.
For example, is it a habit to tell people not to work and just sit around like a pillar?
She once asked:
“Don’t you hate seeing your husband just lounging around at home? “I heard that all the married men I know are like that.”
“Not at all.”
Artemis didn’t even look at me.
Just watching Ayla’s hand trimming her own toenails.
Even though it was just a toenail trimmer, Ayla was busy changing out about 10 different tools.
“Angle her left side 20 degrees more.”
“Yes.”
He is a very picky customer who even gives detailed instructions of less than 1 mm.
“It’s over. “Now give me your left foot.”
But Ayla, who served, just had a happy face. She holds the porcelain feet that her mistress holds out to her like a treasure.
The figure of Artemis, lying at an angle, was like a statue with the blood of a god flowing.
Inhuman beauty, grace, and arrogance.
But she doesn’t hate her arrogance.
It’s as if it’s natural to look up to them because they are naturally sculpted beings like that.
“Didn’t you once say that the way I sign my name is sexy?”
“To be exact, I said it was cool.”
“That’s what working looks like.”
“No. A signature is just a signature. The process by which someone who has built up her power and achievements exerts influence on the world by carving her name.”
Artemis looked at me.
“It is an exercise of power, not labor.”
“Why does it feel like labor is being ignored? “Work is a sacred act.”
“It is sanctity maintained by burning life. Labor damages the body, corrodes the mind, and shortens lifespan. Is it a bad thing to want you to stay away from that?”
The golden eyes were curved like a crescent moon.
“This is my way of loving. Each woman has a different style.”
“And what if I become a man with a big belly?”
“Both are meaningless assumptions. Now, no matter how much you play or eat, you don’t get hungry, and you’re already an old man.”
“Still green in your 30s…”
“Stop it.”
Artemis stopped me as I got angry.
“Aayla can’t concentrate properly.”
“Well, I’m fine.”
Ayla was very surprised.
She was listening intently to the trivial couple’s conversation between her master and his wife.
“You’re a bad boy who lies.”
Artemis tickled Ayla’s cheek with her big toe as if she was grooming her.
“I’m sorry.”
Ayla’s face turns as red as her own pink hair.
The fear of being caught lying and the unconcealable joy that comes from skinship with the owner. It is a mixture of two expressions.
“Jinsu.”
“Huh?”
The golden eyes looking at me blinked for an instant.
Brain implants were able to confirm a significant amount of credit deposited into personal accounts.
“I’ll give you pocket money, so you can have fun at Prime Casino. Pull the slot machine or spin the roulette. Or blackjack would be fine.”
“Now, beyond telling us to live in moderation, are you even recommending gambling?”
As I touched her chin and admired her, she smiled.
“I made a promise the day you proposed to me, right? “I will let you taste every kind of pleasure that exists in the world.”
“Normally, that wouldn’t include gambling.”
“There is also a public reason. If it’s Prime’s main facility, shouldn’t you experience it at least once? It is also related to future plans.”
“What plan?”
“It’s almost time to clean Prime. “You will find out when you go.”
Artemis smiled meaningfully.
Most of the gambling halls in Police are places with a back-world feel, like those run by Sasha.
Fortunately, there are a few places in the center that operate in a rather luxurious manner, but the smell of gangsterism that cannot be hidden still creeps in.
On the other hand, Prime has a casino that can be said to be a league for the true upper class.
There is no spit on the floor, no one under the influence of drugs or alcohol moans, and all the employees are handsome men and women wearing stylish suits.
“I was interested at least once.”
“Yes? Have fun.”
“Are you not worried? What if my husband develops a gambling addiction?”
“What nonsense are you talking about?”
Artemis’ big toe, which had been tickling Ayla’s cheek, moved away.
“Addiction means having one’s body or mind at the mercy of something that cannot be controlled. But this does not apply to my husband’s gambling on Prime.”
Side.
Ayla gives her kisses to her feet with her affection and loyalty.
And she went back to trimming her toenails.
“The casino, its employees, even the customers who cry and laugh are all yours. The same goes for chips coming and going and bills being traded.”
“That’s right.”
Listening to it like this, I realize how absurd my position as ruler is.
“Then, if you lose money, you don’t lose it, and if you win it, you don’t win it. You can also add or remove rules. The only thing outside your control is luck. Even your luck can be controlled by your will if you wish. Do you think addiction is possible in this situation?”
With those words, Artemis gave her order.
I left the central control room as if my shoulder had been kicked out. I was wondering how I was going to squander all my pocket money at the gambling house.
* * *
Spurr rrrr!
As the ball spun around on the numbered roulette, people’s eyes also turned in the same way.
The female dealer who deals cards at the blackjack table is dressed in a tight suit.
The dealer where Sasha worked had a sexy look with deep cleavage and all of her thighs exposed, but here she was the exact opposite.
Everything was so luxurious that it could be used as a high-class ballroom if you just removed the gambling equipment.
There is even an indoor fountain in the center!
Prime facilities generally have well-established heating and cooling systems, but this casino is unique among them.
Unlike the freezing outside, the moment you enter here, you feel like you have arrived at a warm southern resort.
“I brought you the ginger ale you ordered.”
With the drinks I got from the waiter, I really felt like I was on a trip.
“Ugh…”
“Yes! This is it!”
A torrent of emotions released by people sighing or cheering from all directions.
There is definitely a different pleasure from the upper part of the shelter, which I have become accustomed to as my home.
I lost interest in the slot machine after a few pulls.
This is because games that are played alone have become boring after the infection outbreak.
I was interested in a game that exchanged psychological waves with a living human being.
“Hey man, are you betting again after losing so much money?”
The man sitting across from me grinned.
As an Asian, the Korean language was awkward, but since Chinese people cannot live and breathe on the Korean Peninsula, they appear to be Japanese.
If you look at the tattoos all the way up to his neck, you can tell he’s from the Yakuza.
“Because it’s my first time gambling. “I never did anything when I was in school.”
“He was somewhat clumsy in handling cards and in his attitude.”
He moved his chips like rolling gold coins between his fingers. He seems like a guy who runs a gambling house, something he’s only done once or twice.
“But what are those sunglasses?”
“It’s too bright in here.”
“I don’t think it’s that organized. And it’s tacky.”
As a disguise, I was wearing large sunglasses that covered about 40% of my face.
In the first place, my face recognition was lower than I imagined, so I don’t have any problems going out just by using one of these.
“Fold.”
“Fold.”
The other two people participating in poker gave up because their hands were not good.
“Call.”
But I just ran and lost my money.
“Do you still smile even though you lost?”
The tattooed man taking the chip looked like he was seeing a strange animal.
“Because it’s fun.”
“Brother, are you stealing money?”
“Some things are more important than winning money.”
“He’s a different type of nobleman.”
Not only the man with the tattoo, but the other two players involved, and even the dealer who was supposed to be neutral, looked at me with a strange look.
It may seem like a crazy person to keep betting and laughing while not winning even a single game.
But I truly enjoyed it.
Except for Artemis, I can only do CPU battles, but I feel like I’m enjoying proper multiplayer.
Playing the game while experiencing the fluctuating human emotions around you was more fun than winning or losing itself.
Money is extremely meaningless to me anyway.
“Fold.”
“Call.”
Another player came up with a challenge to see if he had a good hand.
The tattooed man across from me decided to fold as if it wasn’t so good this time.
“Call.”
I always go straight.
“Brother, are you really okay?”
Seeing me lost again, the tattoo man slowly felt pity for me.
“They said it was okay.”
Whether I win or not, the money they are giving me now is all mine anyway. I just handed over ownership for a while.
Then came a game with high stakes.
“Raise.”
“Raise.”
Everyone even raised the stake to see if they were confident in their hand.
“Raise.”
It was the same for the tattooed man in front of me.
I bet almost all the money I had on metallurgy and metallurgy so far.
‘You’re going to get it this time too, right?’
He gave me a meaningful look, and I shrugged.
“Call.”
Of course, it is always direct purchase.
And beginner’s luck finally hit the jackpot.
“Full House.”
The dealer turned over my hand in a beautiful voice and congratulated me on my first win.
“It’s a scam! “This is ridiculous!”
The tattooed man, who had been smiling slyly the entire time, shouted in awe.
“Seo, are you really aiming for this?”
He looked at me with trembling eyes, but I just smiled.
It wasn’t really a psychological war, it was really just luck.
But it seems to have a different meaning to him.
He glared at me with burning eyes, as if he thought that my messy appearance up until now was all an elaborate fake.
I stood up enjoying it.
“You’re going to pick it and run away?”
Did I lose money because I lost a lot of money in one go? The man with the tattoo stood up and lost his temper.
“You did enough, right? I’m sick of it now. Next, I think I’ll try blackjack. “I’ve never been able to do that either.”
“It’s a shame you’ve never tried it!”
Instead of answering, I looked at the dealer.
It means that a luxury place called Prime won’t deal with such a rogue.
The female dealer must have already given a signal to the guard, as one of her thick shoulders approached from behind her.
However, like a guy who lived on a daily basis, the tattooed man was not afraid and came up to me and grabbed me by the collar.
It would have been burdensome to do this in Prime, let alone anywhere else, but it was definitely a lot of money.
“No need, next edition! Sit down quickly, bastard, huh?! ■■■! ■■■■■!”
The last part was in Japanese, but the tone seemed like an insult. I think I heard some people saying something like “Josenjing”.
“Excuse me, sir?”
A black guard who was taller than me, wearing sunglasses smaller than mine, tried to mediate between us.
Tuk.
At that moment, a button fell off from the collar the tattooed man was holding.
“This is the clothes Chrollo made for me.”
“What?”
Bah!
The guy who was hit in the face by a lightly swung fist fell down, his nose bleeding.
“Aaaaak!”
“What?”
Among the screaming and cowering people, he stretches out in a large shape and does not move.
Even though I controlled my strength to a minimum, I think I fainted in one hit.
“… How dare!”
The black guard glared at me, gripping the handle of the club on his belt.
Even if it was the other side that started the fight first, the use of violence is an issue that goes far beyond that.
How dare you in this sacred prime gambling hall.
“What? “What is it?”
“What kind of crazy person swings his fist?”
Other guards also came running from the other side, guided by a waitress.
But regardless, I picked up the fallen button.
If Chrollo has a sharp eye, he’ll recognize it right away, but I’ll have to try sewing it with my poor skills.
“Stop!”
A woman’s voice that seems to have been heard somewhere.
The moment the black guard tried to grab my shoulder, his hand stopped.
“Mistress?”
The expression of the black guard, who had been like a rock, became somewhat worn down.
“S-No way… Oh, no, right?”
As I followed his expression, there was a beautiful Slavic woman standing on the other side.
Her neat face was filled with astonishment as she rolled her eyes and looked me up and down intently.
“Sophie? “Was it Sophia?”
When he faced me from the front and heard my voice, his calm face changed to confidence.
“Gwa, gwa, manager?”
“Long time no see. I can see it from here.”
I shook her hand happily, but she stuck her belly button at a 90-degree angle.
