He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

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She had never seen it once in all her years of life.

With so many people watching, we can't change the cards anymore.

Folding now would seem too foolish, and the younger generation would laugh at us for it.

“Okay, I’ll go all in too.” The lady pushed her chips forward forcefully.

"Then please, both parties."

Snapped!

Before the croupier could finish speaking, the noblewoman couldn't wait any longer.

The lady turned over the three cards.

Three Aces!

The ultimate hand that countless gamblers dream of.

The atmosphere on the field reached its climax!

"I'm sorry, little brother, but I'll treat you well tonight." The lady swept the chips on the table into her pocket.

"I haven't even revealed my cards yet, isn't it a bit too early for you to celebrate?" Shirakawa's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes narrowed.

"No, buddy, stop pretending. This is already the biggest hand you've got. How are you going to win?" the rich kid next to him laughed.

"Yeah, man, stop wasting time and just start dealing the cards."

A cheerful atmosphere filled the gambling table.

Only the noblewoman had a gloomy face as she recalled what had just happened.

With a fixed gaze fixed on his own cheating, he confidently increased the stakes, an A suddenly appeared under his feet, and onlookers were drawn in by the exaggerated performance of the two little girls.

His gaze, fixed on the little boy, held no trace of despair or regret.

Could all of this have been done deliberately by this little brother? Luring me step by step into his own trap? He's truly terrifying.

Amidst the mockery and ridicule, Shirakawa slowly revealed his three cards.

2, 3, 5.

2.3.5, a loose hand, the weakest hand, the only hand that can beat a three-of-a-kind, is laid out on Shirakawa's table.

The audience was silent.

After a brief silence, cheers erupted one after another.

This time, the praise and compliment were not directed at the beautiful woman, but at Shirakawa.

"Xiaobai, you're amazing! I knew I hadn't misjudged you." Jackie hugged her from behind.

Thank goodness, at least a major disaster was averted!

"Well done, Shirakawa." Miike patted Shirakawa on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Don't get addicted. I've arrested several before..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking about that. Can't I have some fun?" Shirakawa slapped himself hard across the face, his cheek feeling numb from holding it in for so long.

The beautiful woman sighed heavily, reluctantly standing up while leaning on the table: "You won, my little husband. What a very enjoyable bet! May I ask your name?"

"Akira Shirakawa".

"Shirakawa Akira, I've got it. A bet is a bet, so you can have all this money, but..." The beautiful woman placed a business card among the chips.

The dealer pushed the chips in front of Shirakawa, who then pulled out the card that was tucked inside.

Yoshiko Suzuki.

Her phone number is below.

"If you want to attend a university, or if you need financial assistance, please call this number. Of course, you'll need to pay a small price." Suzuki Yoshiko's index finger and thumb seemed to be pinching something.

Shirakawa felt a chill in his lower body.

Suzuki Yoshiko packed her things and was about to leave the Nagasaki Club when Shirakawa called her back.

"Wait a minute, actually... I have a favor to do right now," Shirakawa put the business card in his pocket, stood up, avoided the cheering and chatting rich kids, and came to Suzuki Yoshiko. "Excuse me, do you play the piano?"

154. Principal participates in the competition

"Why are you playing the piano?" Suzuki Yoshiko asked, puzzled.

"Participate in the competition." Shirakawa pointed to the stage, where the competition was nearing its end, with only a few people queuing up behind.

It's no easy task for Shirakawa to defeat more than 20 people and take the lead. The plump woman on the stage was covered in sweat, her body flushed red. It seemed that the continuous ointment training had left her exhausted.

To win, we must come up with an unconventional strategy.

"Yes, I will, but as I just said, if you need my help, you'll have to pay me something."

"What reward?"

"I want to know, how exactly did you win that round?"

Shirakawa began to explain.

In fact, Maki made great contributions to most of the entire plan.

Shirakawa first asked her to steal a set of unused playing cards from an empty table next door to keep as a backup.

Fortunately, this wasn't a legitimate casino that took a cut; the playing cards were just laid out on the table.

Because of the previous games, Shirakawa knew that Suzuki Yoshiko had hidden those two Aces in her hand.

When Suzuki Yoshiko draws the Ace of Clubs, she can form three Aces, which is basically a guaranteed win for her.

Shirakawa also took advantage of her idea, turning the tables on her.

The plan began at this time.

Shirakawa capitalized on her winning mentality and increased the stakes.

Then keep staring intently at her hands, carefully observing her hand movements. No matter how professional she is, there will be a difference between her and a professional cheater. There will be a slight unnaturalness. If you can't tell, then wait for Maki to find an opportunity to look at her hand cards to see if she has successfully switched cards.

The main goal in the middle was to lure her into placing bets, until the final stage.

Maki secretly took the Ace of Hearts from her spare deck of cards and placed it under her seat.

At this moment, Shirakawa reminded her that there was something below.

When she crouches down to search, she will definitely be drawn to the Ace of Hearts, and the dealer, as her accomplice in cheating, will certainly pay close attention to her strange behavior.

Just as the dealer looked at her and asked a question, Shirakawa and Maki pulled off a switcheroo. Maki used the 235 from the unused deck of cards to exchange with Shirakawa's hand.

After the exchange, Shirakawa quickly went all in and attracted the audience's attention.

With so many eyes on her as the audience gathered around, Suzuki Yoshiko was unlikely to secretly film the card swap anymore; the risk was too great. She only had two choices: either gamble with her three aces or fold.

Even if she sensed something was wrong, it was difficult for her to abandon this "sure-win" hand, given the jeers and encouragement from the audience.

As a result, Shirakawa won. Of course, it wouldn't matter if the dealer and Suzuki Yoshiko questioned Shirakawa about cheating, since Shirakawa didn't have any cards that had been switched. Moreover, Suzuki Yoshiko cheated first. If they could get together with the audience to make a fuss and check her, they would definitely be able to find the two hidden cards.

Shirakawa slightly modified Maki's actions while she was invisible, replacing them with other logically coherent explanations. After explaining this to Yoshiko Suzuki, Yoshiko nodded repeatedly.

How can you be sure things will go according to plan?

"I can't guarantee it, but this is already my most reliable and highest-winning-rate strategy."

“Hahahaha,” Suzuki Yoshiko laughed, “I really like you more and more. Okay, my little husband, in exchange, I’m willing to help you.”

"Thank you very much, Aunt Suzuki."

"Call me Suzuki-neechan. Although I'm quite old, you shouldn't..."

"Okay, okay, I understand, Suzuki-neechan."

Michiko rushed over with the money in her hand.

"The registration deadline is approaching! Shirakawa, hurry up!"

"it is good!"

The three of them jogged over, quickly paid the registration fee, and waited by the stage to go on stage.

Shirakawa was naturally placed last.

Suzuki Yoshiko sat at the bar, sipping a cocktail and reminiscing about the bet she had just made, waiting for Shirakawa to take the stage so she could help him.

The remaining people's techniques were too ordinary and repetitive, so the audience found them uninteresting. The fat woman's body had been played with all night, and her reactions had become sluggish.

Until the second-to-last person appeared.

Shirakawa squinted at the second-to-last contestant. His physique, his build, his suit—a lecherous beast in human clothing—and the black mask covering half his face...

It's Principal Kato!

!!!

He carried a small, silver-white metal box, went up on stage, and waved to everyone.

The girls working as hostesses in the audience, especially the students in school uniforms, kept their heads down and dared not make eye contact with them.