episode_0127

“This is your fifth appearance?”

“That’s right, it’s five consecutive wins!”

A woman wearing a small mask that only covered her eyes spoke passionately, raising her neck to her neck.

To get some light information, I spoke to the woman in the audience who was chanting Rasha most passionately.

It seems like it was the correct answer.

The woman was out of breath, pouring out the information she knew, even forgetting to breathe.

It was safe to say that he was a huge fan of Rasha.

“Lasha is a god!”

It looks like you made a lot of money through Rasha.

“Why does Rasha participate in gambling?”

“Because you can earn 100%!”

It wasn’t wrong.

As long as you can always beat your opponent, the participant can earn 100%.

With Rasha’s skills, it would actually have happened.

However, that wasn’t what I noticed.

“It’s not suitable for gambling.”

Even though I had only recently entered the casino, there were things I learned from observing various people.

People who are addicted to gambling all have something in common.

Starting with characteristics such as puffiness under the eyes, worsening mood swings, or shaking hands or legs.

An atmosphere that cannot be described in words.

There were many things in common.

Rasha didn’t feel any of those things.

So for some reason, I thought that Rasha was not doing this simply because she was addicted to gambling.

And that was somewhat correct.

“That’s what’s so special about Rasha!”

The woman said, leaning forward with a burden.

I can feel you snoring, so I wish you would go back a little.

“Because Rasha is participating for her younger sister.”

“…younger sister?”

This was new information again.

However, the words my sister and gambling were rarely connected.

The woman had a sad expression.

“Rasha’s younger sister will be sold at a special auction in a week.”

“…Submission.”

I pondered over one word and pronounced it.

It was not a word that could be applied to a person.

However, I already knew.

It’s not that surprising that people are featured in this casino.

Only now did I learn why Rasha participates in gambling.

It was to purchase his younger sister at auction.

“Do you remember Rasha’s card color?”

“Okay then! It’s red!”

If so, you probably don’t have many chips.

If you bet on yourself in the next game, the number of chips will probably be close to zero.

If the number of chips becomes zero, what happens to Rasha?

I had a guess, but I wasn’t sure.

I thanked the woman for speaking up and gave her one piece of advice.

“Don’t bet on Rasha this time.”

“Eh…?”

“Walk as much as you can on me.”

It was my own reward that I could give to the woman who provided good information.

Of course, it was up to me how I accepted this information.

“What are you saying! Rasha will knock you out!”

Hearing those words, I went to the casino staff to participate.

***

I warmed up at the back of the ring.

An official came over and briefly explained the rules to me.

“Weapons are not allowed. You have to wear gloves, and no pinching or eye poking-”

It was something we all knew.

Up to “.”

It works?

I guess underground fighting is something different.

Still, I wasn’t the type of person to be subjected to minor tricks like pinching or eye-poking.

Rasha was seen across the ring.

As she stretched and stared at me, her eyes reminded me of a cat and a wild beast.

It feels more like a cheetah than a lion.

Since I was doing this for my younger sister, I felt a little sympathy.

But if it doesn’t work out, I’ll help you.

I could give my slave that much of a gift.

Maybe it’s kimchi soup.

I shook off random thoughts and relaxed slightly.

“Want to bet on yourself?”

Oh well, I could have bet on myself.

“100,000 chips.”

I bet the maximum amount I could bet.

I held out a black card.

The casino official who received the card accepted the bet with slightly widened eyes.

And I vaguely asked the person in charge what I was curious about.

“What happens if there is no more money left?”

“Usually you get kicked out of the casino empty-handed, but most people don’t even have money to pay for a ride, so we sometimes arrange for them to get a job.”

There were a variety of jobs arranged, but it is said that the parties usually choose one of three options.

Hotel staff, casino staff, slaves.

In the case of hotel employees, it is said that many people choose to work short hours and earn money to go home, while casino employees choose to get their belongings back as collateral.

And, in the case of slaves, it is said that the items pledged as collateral are too expensive, or people who are crazy about gambling choose them.

This was a fact that was not known even in the original work.

I felt like I could understand how the twisted culture of slavery was established.

Is slavery also a legitimate occupation?

“So, every oar can only be owned for 1-2 months.”

There was a reason why the main character in the original story kept changing women.

At the same time, one possibility occurred to me.

If Rasha loses the match this time, will she choose to become a slave herself to get her younger brother back?

Participating in the auction required a lot of money, so it was a possibility.

It seemed like I had found a way.

How to make Rasha a slave.

“You can go up now.”

The signal was given as if the spectators had finished betting, and I was able to come up to the ring.

As I went up to the ring, I glanced at the casino staff’s cell phone and saw that the percentage of people betting on me was quite low.

Even after looking at my size, the proportions are like this?

I think the match with Bob earlier had quite an impact.

Or maybe he just ignored me.

It didn’t matter either way.

You will soon pay the price for not betting on me.

Rasha looked at me from the ring.

My body, to be exact.

And then he clicked his tongue.

It seemed like he realized that I was a formidable opponent.

“Over there.”

Rasha covered her mouth with her glove and whispered so softly that only I could hear.

“Would you mind losing? It’s for my younger brother.”

“…”

“If it’s a case, I’ll do it.”

It’s a case.

Actually, there wasn’t anything I needed.

If I had to say what I needed, there was one thing.

I also covered my mouth with my glove and said.

“If you become my slave, I will lose.”

“…You crazy bastard.”

As soon as Rasha heard me, she glared at me with disdain and widened her distance.

I did my best to find an agreement and answer, but I never thought the negotiations would break down like this.

It was just as expected.

I also needed slaves to complete the quest, so I made the greatest concession I could.

You don’t know people’s true feelings.

…Honestly, it might have just sounded like a provocation.

“Lasha! Kill it!”

“Big! I bet on you!”

“Ra, Rasha! Do it in moderation!”

The woman who had been giving me information earlier gave some helpless support to Rasha.

After much deliberation, it seems he ended up betting on me.

Where has the fanaticism of the fans gone?

It was funny and made me smile a little.

Ding.

The bell rang to signal the start of the match, and Rasha quickly closed the distance.

And then he threw a low kick at my leg.

Whoosh! puck.

The foot, swung like a whip, landed squarely in my knee.

It was a natural movement.

I thought a hit like this wouldn’t be anything, but regardless of the damage, my balance was a little shaken.

“Oh.”

An exclamation flowed from my mouth at the sensation I felt for the first time.

Rasha didn’t miss that opportunity and wrapped her arms around my neck.

It wasn’t a surprise hug.

He pulled my head to the floor and tried to kick me in the face with his knee.

Even so, I couldn’t accept this.

Suddenly.

I caught my flying knee with my palm.

This action was possible because of the overwhelming difference in strength.

And then I lifted the leg that was supporting Rasha and knocked her down.

Because one knee was in the air for a knee kick, Rasha was unable to resist and fell.

thud.

Then, I climbed on top of Rasha and strangled her delicate neck with both hands.

“Ugh…”

Rasha held my hand with both arms and twisted her waist back and forth.

I scraped the floor with my legs and struggled with my whole body, but I couldn’t get out of my hands.

Rasha’s eyelashes and lips were seen trembling.

“That… that net…”

I didn’t stop even when Rasha’s nails dug into my forearm and I heard her strangled pronunciation.

That’s because you didn’t surrender.

Saliva leaked from the corners of Rasha’s mouth and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but she hardly surrendered.

Probably for my younger brother.

I liked Rasha even more.

Out of consideration for Rasha, who was not going to surrender until she truly fainted, I released my hand and instead gave her a quick, light slap on the chin.

Tuk.

That was enough.

Rasha, whose mind was already half-fuzzy, allowed a punch to the jaw.

And I closed my eyes comfortably, as if falling asleep.

“…Su, the winner is Seonghan!!”

It was a natural result.

“Good luck! You are a god!”

A woman in the audience jumped up from her seat and shouted.

It was a really light fan feeling.

I lightly raised my hands and struck a victory pose.

“You fucking bastard!”

“Wake up bitch!”

“Woo! Search!”

I felt like I was posing for no reason.