Tsunade rubbed her hands together excitedly and looked at Senba. "Kid, shall we continue?"
Senba nodded. "Of course."
For the second time, it was an all-in bet on the exact sum.
Three, three, four—ten points!
Three million became fifteen million.
The surrounding area was already crowded with people. Everyone's eyes were fixed on that Uchiha kid and the grinning blonde woman beside him.
According to Senba and Minato's original plan, they hadn't intended to win too much, fearing their opponent's underhanded tactics.
But with Tsunade here, who would dare cause trouble for her just because she won money?
After all, she had lost so much before and had never defaulted on her debts. If they didn't let her take her winnings, they would be offending both the Senju and the Uchiha at the same time.
Even though Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara were both dead, the Uchiha still had dozens of jonin with the Sharingan. This was also why Uchiha Setsuna dared to attempt a coup twenty years ago.
Although the Senju Clan had disbanded, with everyone changing their names and integrating into Konoha, some powerful ninjas like Uzumaki Mito were still alive.
"Again!" Tsunade shouted, never having felt this excited.
The third time was another all-in. Fifteen million became one hundred and fifty million.
The dealer's hands shook. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked up at Tsunade.
That legendary sucker was currently standing with her hands on her hips, laughing wantonly.
For the fourth time, Tsunade went all-in on the sum and won again. One hundred and fifty million became seven hundred and fifty million.
The dealer's face had long gone pale. In over a decade of work, he had never seen such a scene. Six hundred thousand Ryo had turned into seven hundred and fifty million.
What kind of concept was this? The casino's entire annual turnover wasn't even that much!
For the fifth time, Tsunade continued to win. Seven hundred fifty million five billion.
The dealer's hands were shaking so much he couldn't even hold the dice cup. A dead silence fell over the surroundings as everyone stared blankly at the mountain of chips; their pressure points had been struck.
Five billion!
Is this casino going bankrupt tonight?
Tsunade didn't give them any face and kept betting and venting two decades of losses.
The dealer was no longer shaking. He just stood blankly behind the gambling table, with hollow eyes and parted lips, as if his soul had been drained.
In over a decade of work, he had never seen such a thing. He knew there were lucky people in this world, but luck to this extent? Eleven all-ins, eleven wins? Including two triple hits?
This wasn't luck at all.
This was... this was... He wanted to say it was cheating, but he didn't dare, because the person standing across the table was Tsunade.
The granddaughter of the First Hokage, the student of the Third Hokage, a Jonin of Konoha. If she were cheating, how could he possibly see through it?
But if she weren't cheating... then how could she keep winning?
How could the legendary sucker who lost every time she gambled suddenly have such good luck?
The dealer's mind was in a mess. He couldn't figure it out. The only thing he knew was... this casino was finished.
...
Senba tilted his head slightly and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear, "With over four trillion Ryo now, can this casino actually pay out that much money?"
Tsunade was stunned for a moment, then she laughed in amusement. "You really want to win that much and take it all away?
Konoha's entire annual military budget isn't even four trillion Ryo. Forget this casino; even the Daimyo's mansion in the Land of Fire couldn't produce that much cash at once."
She paused, a trace of a smile in her voice as she said, "Besides, this casino used to be an asset of the Senju clan. It was given to Grandma Momoka back then."
Senba's eyes flickered slightly. He had heard of that name: Senju Momoka.
One of the First Hokage's bodyguards and an elder of the Senju Clan, she was said to be extremely powerful, having followed Hashirama into battle since the Sengoku Period.
She possessed powerful Genjutsu comparable to the Sharingan, making her quite strong.
Later, when Konoha was established and the Senju clan integrated into the village, she was allocated many properties. This casino was likely one of them.
Tsunade straightened up and looked at the mountain of chips, a complex look flashing in her eyes.
"Grandma Momoka was quite good to me. She gave me plenty of pocket money when I was a kid. Since she's still around, I can't really bankrupt her business."
She winked at Senba and smiled, "How about this? We'll just take one hundred million Ryo. Then you give me ten million. What do you think?"
Senba nodded without much hesitation.
Four trillion was indeed too much to take. Besides, he could always win a small sum in the future, so there was no need to paint a target on his back and attract the greed of countless ambitious people.
He was just a six-year-old. Even with the system's support and his strength already reaching B+, he couldn't stop those driven mad by money.
Senba looked at Minato beside him, who was so nervous he was rubbing his hands, and then glanced at the beaming Tsunade.
One hundred million Ryo was enough. Giving Tsunade ten million was what she deserved; without her reputation and backing, he couldn't have played like this in the casino at all.
He'd give Minato one million. That little blond son had been standing there like an idiot since the first round.
The ten thousand Ryo he brought had now multiplied by an unknown number of times. Giving him a million would be enough to improve his financial life.
The remaining eighty-nine million Ryo was enough for Senba to squander for a long time. He could buy a ninja sword made of chakra metal and use the rest to enjoy life.
Senba looked up at Tsunade. "Then one hundred million it is. What about... the rest of the chips?"
Tsunade waved her hand grandly. "Simple. Have them exchange one hundred million for cash directly and act as if the rest of the chips were never won. They'll be more than happy to do that."
She turned around and called out to the now-stupefied dealer, "Hey! Don't just stand there like an idiot. Call your manager over."
The dealer snapped out of it and scrambled toward the back room.
A moment later, a well-dressed middle-aged man hurried out, drenched in sweat. A professional smile was plastered on his face, but it looked forced.
"Lady Tsunade, what are your orders?"
Tsunade pointed to the mountain of chips. "Exchange one hundred million Ryo in cash from these. As for the rest..." She paused. "Consider it my greeting gift to Grandma Momoka."
The manager was stunned for a moment, then almost fell to his knees.
"Yes, yes! Thank you, Lady Tsunade! Thank you!"
He bowed repeatedly and then signaled the workers to start counting the chips and preparing the cash.
Half an hour later, Senba, Minato, and Tsunade walked out of the casino's main entrance.
Minato clutched the envelope containing one million Ryo tightly, as if holding some rare treasure.
Senba carried a small briefcase in his hand, filled with eighty-nine million Ryo, which felt quite heavy to carry.
Tsunade also carried a small briefcase containing ten million Ryo.
The moonlight spilled over the three of them, stretching their shadows long.
Tsunade stretched and let out a long sigh.
"Refreshing! After all these years, I finally won big!"
She looked down at Senba with a hint of appreciation in her eyes. "Kid, you're quite interesting. I'm going drinking now. When you want to learn medical ninjutsu, just come find me at the hospital."
When I want to learn gambling techniques, I'll come find you."
Senba nodded. "Alright."
Tsunade waved her hand, carrying the small briefcase and humming an unknown tune, expressing her joy.
"Let's go; let's have some barbecue. " Senba said.
Minato smiled. "My treat!"