## Chapter 132 – (8)
“My younger sister, Lana, was a dealer at this casino.”
Lasha broached the subject of her sister with difficulty.
I listened and quietly nodded.
I was actually a little surprised.
Not a guest, but a dealer.
I didn’t show it, though.
I managed my expression to make Lasha as comfortable as possible.
“Lana had a great voice, and unlike me, she was very feminine in appearance and figure, so she quickly became popular.”
“…Hmm.”
Hearing that, I couldn’t help but glance at Lasha’s figure.
She seemed feminine enough to me.
She was a little muscular, but I liked that.
Did she not recognize her own body as feminine?
Or maybe her sister Lana was just that amazing.
“With that popularity, Lana became a dealer on the fifth basement floor, the Gold Floor.”
“Gold…”
The slicked-back hair guy had said it when he first handed me this black membership card.
The second-highest card.
The next level up was apparently Gold.
And Lasha’s sister was a dealer there.
“Hmm.”
Even hearing the story, I couldn’t quite understand.
How did Lana, who was a dealer and not a gambler, become a slave?
“And around that time, Lana started dating.”
“…Dating suddenly?”
“They said they fell in love at first sight at the casino entrance.”
As soon as the story suddenly shifted to romance, I felt a sense of unease.
It felt like something was about to happen.
And uneasy feelings usually turn out to be right.
“To get money for their wedding, the two of them did something they shouldn’t have.”
Lana, the dealer, and her boyfriend, whom she met at the casino entrance, probably a guest who came to the casino.
If these two did something they shouldn’t have, only one thing came to mind.
“Cheating at gambling.”
Lasha nodded at my words.
“There aren’t many people on the Gold Floor, so sometimes on days when there weren’t any guests, she worked as a dealer at the poker tables on the first floor.”
“That’s when she did it?”
“It’s too dangerous to do it on the Gold Floor…”
So they had some restraint.
“The first-floor poker tables.”
That was the place where I first tasted gambling after entering this casino.
I remember the chips being exchanged weren’t that big.
Of course, that was based on my standards.
“My sister and her boyfriend weren’t exactly short on money, but you know? Once you decide to get married, there’s the wedding and the honeymoon home…”
I knew it well.
I didn’t know about the money that went into the wedding, to be honest.
But as someone who had bought a house right before entering this quest world, I understood the pressure of a honeymoon home to some extent.
If I hadn’t gained these abilities, there would have been houses with prices I couldn’t even dream of.
Even her sister, who was one of the top dealers in this casino.
They needed a price that would make them decide to cheat at gambling.
“And then they found out.”
“Found out what?”
“That they could get too much money too easily.”
“…”
That was the moment a dealer fell into gambling.
And gambling by cheating with her own hands.
Lasha sighed deeply, and this time I got up and handed her a glass of cold water.
As soon as she received the water, Lasha drank it in one gulp.
“Hoo… I tried to stop her, but my sister said this was the last time. She said she would only do it once more on the Gold Floor.”
“And she got caught?”
“…Yes… around the third time…”
So she didn’t get caught even up to the second time.
She must have had surprisingly good sleight of hand.
She should have stopped the first time, or even when she succeeded the second time.
She must have tried a third time and got caught.
Even the way she got caught was just like a gambling addict.
She couldn’t stop when she won, and she got greedy, and in the end—
“What kind of gambling do they do on the Gold Floor?”
“I know they have poker and the ring I saw on the second basement floor.”
So they don’t do new gambling.
But the amount of money exchanged must be on a different level.
“What happened after she got caught?”
“…I wish she hadn’t succeeded at all.”
Lasha frowned as she spoke.
The fact that she succeeded in cheating twice led to a worse situation for Lasha’s sister, Lana.
It angered the Gold Floor customers.
Especially three of them.
Lasha didn’t have much information about the three of them either.
Except that they had solid jobs as a director of a large corporation, the owner of an illegal Toto site, and a landlord.
Each dealer mainly had assigned customers.
Lana seemed to have swindled quite a bit of money from these three.
The fact that she was put up for special auction was also at the request of these three.
They asked for time to gather money to buy Lana as a slave.
The casino had no reason to refuse since they were going to compete fiercely with each other in price.
“By returning the money they had earned, my sister’s boyfriend was not punished. Lana was an employee, so she couldn’t avoid punishment…”
Lana incurred a large debt for damaging the casino’s reputation, and she had no choice but to choose slavery to pay off the debt.
“What is her boyfriend doing now?”
“…He’s the same as me. …He’s probably gambling somewhere.”
Well, yeah.
There was no way to narrow the gap in capital except for gambling.
Ironically, even after suffering a great deal from cheating, he had to continue gambling.
Unlike when he was cheating, he was more likely to lose money than make it.
After telling the story, Lasha stared out the window with a blank expression.
“…Actually, it might all be meaningless…”
She said to herself and became depressed.
I comforted her.
“I’m here, you know.”
“…Do you know how much money those three have?”
Lasha, who suddenly switched back to informal speech, glared at me.
Well, I have a lot of chips right now, but it might not be enough compared to those guys.
If I sold all the gold, it might be similar, but there was a method I wanted to try first.
“Then let’s just take it away from them.”
What I’m best at.
I decided to solve it by taking it away first.
If I didn’t have enough money, I could just reduce the money of my competitors.
“…Are you good at gambling?”
Lisha’s tone returned to polite speech.
I liked how quickly she switched gears.
I wasn’t good at gambling, but I was confident I wouldn’t lose.
I had already finished experimenting at the first-floor poker table.
“Don’t you trust me?”
“…No.”
Lasha hesitated and answered me like that.
That’s hurtful.
Should I be grateful that she even hesitated?
“There’s no reason for you to do this much…”
“…Because your sister must be pretty.”
In many worlds, my kindness was often doubted.
I had nothing to say if it was because of my usual behavior.
But I’m living a pretty righteous life.
Even if I’m a little faithful to my sexual desires.
So this time, I revealed my purpose outright.
The reason for doing this much.
The first was because I wanted to see Lasha working hard for me by my side.
The second was because, judging from Lasha’s appearance, her younger sister Lana was sure to be beautiful as well.
“…A-Are you crazy?! I just told you! My sister has a boyfriend she’s thinking of marrying!”
Lasha rushed at me after hearing my answer.
Lasha grabbed my collar.
Getting grabbed by the collar by a woman was new.
“I just said she looked pretty?”
“…You—, M-Master, when you say someone is pretty, it means something like that!”
In the meantime, she faithfully called me Master.
I felt a little wronged.
It’s not always like that.
But it was mostly like that.
It was a perfectly natural male instinct for sexual desire to surge in the presence of a beautiful woman.
“You can satisfy me for your sister’s sake.”
“…O-Okay.”
“While we’re on the subject, I’ll ask you again today.”
“Now?”
“Yeah, I’m going to gamble in the evening. In advance.”
Lasha pondered, looked at her hands, and then took a deep breath as if she had made up her mind.
“Hoo… Come this way…”
As Lasha said, I moved my body close to Lasha’s.
Lasha bit her lip and turned her head.
Without looking at me, she slowly reached out and placed her palm on my stomach.
I felt it last time, but it was a slender hand compared to her brutal punch.
Her hand wandered over my stomach as if swimming, and then slowly went down.
No way.
Was she going to do that?
My body heated up with anticipation, and my quickly reacting dick went out to meet Lasha’s hand first.
“Ugh… T-This is it, right?”
“…What?”
“R-Right… that…, dick…”
“Yeah.”
“Ugh…”
Still embarrassed, she didn’t look at me and just slowly moved her hand.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Only the sound of dry flesh colliding and the rustling sound of her hand moving diligently could be heard.
Perhaps realizing that the quieter it was, the more explicit the sound became, Lasha spoke first.
“Are men usually…this big?”
“No?”
Other men would feel wronged if I used myself as the standard.
“Right? If this is average… it’s too much for women…”
That’s true too.
In fact, most women find something of this size overwhelming, if not repulsive.
I knew that, so I tried my best to do foreplay and caress.
If the pussy was wet, it was easier to accept and enter well even if the size of the dick was large.
“…Are you going to cum?”
“…No?”
“…Really?”
I’m sorry to Lasha, but it seemed like it would be difficult to cum like this forever.
It was a stimulating and exciting situation, but it wasn’t enough to reach climax.
Of course, it wouldn’t be a problem if she satisfied me like yesterday even if I didn’t cum.
Lasha pondered, then braved her embarrassment and looked at me.
“What do I have to do?”
Lasha tried a frontal breakthrough.
