radicalducati Chapter 26 An unexpected encounter with Tsunade, Ishikawa's greed
Chapter 26 An unexpected encounter with Tsunade, Ishikawa's greed
As evening fell and night was just beginning to fall, Ishikawa was woken up by his two excited underlings, who dragged him out of the mayor's mansion.
"I mean, is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?" Ishikawa patted his slightly dizzy head and looked at the two of them, speechless.
While intelligence gathering is important, the bandit suppression mission at night is even more crucial! How can we fight without proper rest and recovery?
"Brother, this is an overseas trip! Don't you want to take this opportunity to travel around and see different countries?"
"That's right, brother. We've been too busy traveling before to have time, but now we can take advantage of this opportunity to gather intelligence and also see what a foreign land looks like!"
The two young men spoke with great enthusiasm and excitement; anyone who didn't know better would think they were visiting a sex industry.
"Well, I didn't expect you guys to be interested in this." Ishikawa rubbed his forehead speechlessly, then casually took off his forehead protector and stuffed it into his pocket.
"Big brother, why did you take off your headband?" Jiro asked, his eyes wide with confusion as he saw Ishikawa's action.
“Idiot, we’re going to gather intelligence from civilians in a foreign country. It’s more convenient not to wear headbands.” Taro patted Jiro on the shoulder, while giving Ishikawa an admiring look.
If his older brother Ishikawa hadn't taken off his headband, he really wouldn't have thought of this.
"Alright, let's get started." Seeing the two of them deftly remove their headbands, Ishikawa led the way toward the busiest street in town.
A bustling area means a large population, making it easier to gather information...
"Hey, big brother. Where should we go first? I have absolutely no clue!" After walking through street after street, looking at the rows of shops and the dazzling array of goods, Taro was completely overwhelmed.
Meanwhile, Jiro, standing next to him, was already enjoying the exotic flavors with several snacks in his hand!
"Casino or izakaya, whichever we find first, we'll go there first," Ishikawa said without hesitation; this was a place he had already thought of.
The more chaotic and disorderly a place is, the more likely you are to hear the latest news.
If it weren't for age and money constraints, Ishikawa would definitely follow in the footsteps of that unscrupulous immortal and go to brothels to gather information!
"A casino? Hey, there seems to be one over there." Just as Ishikawa was thinking that he didn't have enough capital, Taro's shout immediately caught his attention.
Even from a distance of more than ten meters, Ishikawa could hear the noisy and excited shouts coming from inside...
"This is it!" Ishikawa nodded indifferently and led his two underlings straight towards the casino entrance.
Compared to izakayas, casinos are actually a better place for them to gather intelligence. After all, izakayas have age restrictions, while casinos have no such restrictions.
Gamblers who lose are even more blinded by greed and are more likely to gather information than drunkards!
"Come on, let's bet on big or small."
"Quick, bet against her, don't make a mistake!"
"Don't push, you won't get any even if you keep pushing. Fat Sheep is our boss's..."
"Damn it, why should only you guys make money? I want to too!"
"And me too! This fat sheep doesn't just belong to your family, it belongs to all of us!!"
"Stop arguing! The deposit is in place..."
Upon entering the casino, Ishikawa and his two companions were utterly astonished by what they saw.
The neat and clean gambling tables were empty, while the private rooms next to the main hall were packed with people.
The private room was packed with hundreds of gamblers, who were crammed in layer upon layer, cursing and shouting. They were all in a fit of rage, their eyes bloodshot, craning their necks to squeeze in.
"These are gamblers? What a terrifying group of people..." Taro, seeing this scene for the first time, instinctively took a step back and wanted to run away.
"How about we look somewhere else?" Jiro chimed in, having no hope of gathering any information here.
It would be a miracle if you could get any information from that crazy, freakish crowd!
But when the two tried to pull their older brother away, they saw that he, Ishikawa, remained motionless, his face filled with excitement as he stared at the crowd, muttering, "Fat sheep, fat sheep..."
"Big brother, have you gone mad?"
They exchanged a glance, and the two underlings simultaneously saw what they were thinking.
"Taro, Jiro, give me all your money." Just as the two were about to forcibly pull Ishikawa away from this place of trouble, Ishikawa suddenly reacted and excitedly reached out his hand.
His tense expression and bloodshot eyes were exactly like those of the gamblers over there...
"No!" "I don't want it!"
Without hesitation, the two underlings instinctively clutched their wallets, looked at Ishikawa warily, and loudly refused.
With their meager savings, how could they afford to squander money at the casino? They certainly don't want to go back where they can't even afford instant noodles.
In particular, after being brutally punished by two D-level missions in a month, the two had long since scoffed at their naive dream of earning five thousand a month...
An unstable monthly income of a thousand taels is their normal income.
"Then don't blame me for not helping you make a fortune. See you later!" Ishikawa said with a dark face, immediately abandoning the two men and exchanging all his wealth for chips before rushing into the crowd.
"Taro, aren't we being too distrustful of our brother by doing this?" Jiro couldn't help but whisper his doubts as he watched Ishikawa hurriedly disappear into the crowd.
"Idiot, we're helping our brother. It's better for him to lose everything than for us to lose everything. At least if he loses everything, we'll still have money to help him. If we lose it all, we'll only be able to scavenge for garbage when we get back to the village!"
"I see, yes, that's how it is." Jiro nodded emphatically after hearing Taro's explanation, and decided to lend his older brother three hundred, no, five hundred ryo in an emergency.
Ishikawa, who had rushed into the gambling table, was unaware of his two underlings' decision, his eyes burning with desire as he stared at the beautiful figure.
Especially that place, so alluring and tempting to commit crimes!
"Damn it, I refuse to believe I'll lose again next time! Come on, let's bet on big or small..." Frowning at the dice roll, Tsunade ignored the various stares from the crowd and said defiantly.
Instantly, another burst of excited shouts erupted from the crowd!
Life is unpredictable; I never expected it to actually be her! The Legendary Sannin of Konoha, Tsunade. When luck comes, there's no stopping it. The fat sheep Jiraiya has been searching for, Tsunade, is someone I've encountered on my first trip outside the village. Is this fate...?
Gazing at the allure of that peak curve, Ishikawa swallowed hard and bet all his chips without hesitation.
With the God of Wealth knocking on his door, it would be a disservice to him not to take advantage of this incredible fortune!
As for liking Tsunade and pursuing her? What a joke! He's just a lowly genin, what does he think he is, pursuing one of the legendary Sannin?!
Besides, this nearly fifty-year-old Tsunade isn't his type. Making money is more practical for him. He'll stockpile a few hundred explosive tags and develop some trump cards.
"Place your order now, proceed..."
Soon, under Ishikawa's tense gaze, Tsunade, as if possessed by the God of Gamblers, let out a domineering shout.
It may seem impressive, but the reality is cruel and ruthless!
Despite being plagued by bad luck, Tsunade didn't perform exceptionally well this time, and still consistently contributed a considerable sum of money.
"Damn it, why are so many people betting against me! My little money~ I could have had so much more!" Amidst the boisterous laughter of the crowd, someone, having gotten a good deal, cursed viciously.
Three thousand taels isn't enough! He's still young, he needs thirty million. Thirty million is enough for now...