Of course he knew that even if Alland was lost on this ship, there would be no impact at all.
This one is the winner in the end.
"I just want to lose." He said nonchalantly.
What's wrong with being so boring, losing money and having fun?/Be confident
"If that's the case, then Shuji, just keep playing, you will definitely lose." Oba Haruhiko reassured him with a gentle tone.
"I don't want to move." Tsushima Shuji slumped on the sofa, his eyes dull.
"Want to see other people's bets? Let's pass the time." Haruhiko Oba shook his head and zoomed in on one of the thousands of areas on the big screen.
Shuji Tsushima glanced at it and blinked.
"Why……"
It seems a little interesting.
"That's..." Shuji Tsushima looked at the figure wearing a black dress and a black half-face mask on the screen.
"Mingzu Huayu Liu." Oba Haruhiko said calmly while holding a black cat that came from nowhere.
"Hollywood's famous neon actress and Academy Award winner for leading actress."
"Perhaps we can also call her--Ms. Hele Nao Shuguang."
"She is not the only one of the hundred people who are here tonight." Oba Haruhiko said with a faint smile in his tone.
It can be seen that the woman betting against her has completely lost the possibility of winning.
He looked devastated.
"And this." Haruhiko Oba casually moved to another room.
As soon as I zoomed in, I saw a man in the room pointing a revolver at his temple and pulling the trigger.
"Bang——" sound.
The man fell to the ground.
"Russian roulette...1,2,3..." Shuji Tsushima counted the bodies lying on the floor of the room.
"Six people died." He said with emotion.
The winner cheered and waved dollar bills.
"There is another way to play Russian Roulette, but it's not suitable for Shuji, you see." Haruhiko Oba shook his head helplessly.
"Xiuji, you are still a child."
"It's better not to see scenes like that..."
Shuji Tsushima has already switched to the room where the game is being played.
A whole row of naked women were kneeling on the ground with their eyes covered, and behind them were men wearing various masks.
Shuji Tsushima walked across the room silently.
"I told you it's not suitable for you to watch."
"It's polluted your eyes." Haruhiko Oba sighed at the side.
"What a bunch of beasts." Shuji Tsushima commented casually.
"It's interesting, isn't it? No matter what they do on this ship, whether it's killing people or doing other things, no matter how wild they behave, after getting off the ship and taking off their masks, everyone is a polite and elegant upper class person again." Haruhiko Oba
It's like commenting on a TV series.
"This is the nature of human beings." His tone was gentle but arrogant.
"Ah." Tsushima Shuji responded with an unclear meaning.
[People compliment each other in front of each other and slander each other behind their backs, but they get along well with each other.]
"If Mr. Painter knew that the money he earned from painting through hard work was finally returned to you, I'm afraid he would be so depressed that he would never paint for you again." Shuji Tsushima looked at the bohemian man on the screen.
road.
"Let's not forget that this was his voluntary behavior." Haruhiko Oba spread his hands.
"He won't know." He said firmly.
People who had received the wealth given by the white-haired boy who gave away money were still surrounding the gambling table at this moment.
Excited to bet and add chips.
If you don't have any money, just put your watches and jewelry on.
Only when he lost everything and was left with only his clothes did he leave in despair.
When one person leaves, someone else fills the gap.
Mr. Painter is very lucky today, and the chips he won are all on the table in front of him.
He had already taken off his mask and didn't care about anyone seeing his face.
Not many people would recognize him anyway.
The bunny girls next to him fed him wine.
One feeds him fruit.
Extremely gentle and considerate.
He handed them the jewelry he won on the table with his backhand.
"Take it, I won't need it anyway." He whistled, absurd and out of tune.
Then he lost cleanly.
Painter: ...It must be an accident. I will definitely win the next round.
He drank a glass of wine and continued to bet with a calm expression.
He remained calm even when all the chips in front of him were lost.
Take a chance on a loan directly on the spot.
The croupier was about to refuse, but he changed his tone and agreed to the other party's request.
Shuji Tsushima and Haruhiko Oba were looking at the painter in the lounge.
When the other party asked to borrow money from the organizer to continue the fight, Shuji Tsushima ordered the dealer in a low voice with a mature man's voice.
"Promise him."
Shuji Tsushima: I also know a thing or two about voice changing~
"Human desires are endless." Haruhiko Oba said, looking at the man on the screen who had lost everything and still refused to give up.
"The difference between humans and beasts is that humans exercise restraint, while beasts act instinctively." Shuji Tsushima said calmly.
"But on this ship, there are only beasts that rely on instinct and desire." Looking at the chattering man who once again lost all his chips, Oba Haruhiko chuckled.
"There are also plainclothes people who have sneaked in." Tsushima Shuji said with unclear meaning.
"I only saw groups of wild beasts." Haruhiko Oba's tone was gentle, revealing a hint of arrogance and contempt.
"Let's go, there's nothing to see anymore." Haruhiko Oba turned off the screen and stood up.
When the two left, they saw the escaped painter.
And the bunny girl and the waiter chasing each other out.
"I will pay you back when I come back next time." The painter shouted, and then jumped into the sea without hesitation.
"Next time...ah." Haruhiko Oba touched his chin and smiled.
"Xiuji can't learn from him."
"Ah." Tsushima Shuji responded.
Gambling is also a boring thing for Tsushima Shuji.