"I am Sakurai Kogure, the manager of the Kukakukan. You can just call me Kogure." The female manager introduced herself softly.
She was wearing a close-fitting black suit and skirt, with her hair in a high bun. She looked slim and graceful, with bright eyes. It was hard to imagine that such a young girl had climbed to the position of casino manager. Her beauty was far better than those of the croupiers and waitresses who exposed their bodies.
But he deliberately dressed conservatively.
"Sakurai Kogure..." The young guest smiled and nodded.
If any other guest was so favored by the stunning female manager, he would probably be excited to hug her, feel her warm and soft body, and try to kiss her... But this young guest was indifferent, so calm that he was almost unbelievable.
Normal male.
This was immediately confirmed. The moment she appeared in front of everyone, the female manager named Sakurai Kogure instantly became the focus of everyone's attention. All kinds of regular customers came forward to greet Sakurai Kogure, and some
Thinking about building a good relationship with the boss lady and thinking about getting preferential treatment in the casino in the future; some simply covet the boss lady's proud appearance, as if just using words to joke with such a high-ranking woman is more valuable than spending a night with a popular female star.
It can make people feel satisfied.
This place is like a tavern run by Sakurai Kogure. As long as she comes to the guests once, she will know your preferences and even know your preferences better than your wife. Guests who have been here say that the landlady of Kukakukan is the fairy lotus blooming in the mountains of Osaka.
, violates the season, never fades, people who come here can't help but be impressed by her charm, her eyes seem to penetrate the skin and shine directly into people's hearts, with a kind of magical power that makes people obsessed.
"Kogure, you are so beautiful every time I see you, so beautiful that it makes people's eyes bloom!" Yamamoto Harano, Honda's general manager in the Kansai region, smiled so hard that his old face wrinkled, like a brilliantly blooming chrysanthemum.
"Oh my, Mr. Harano, you are still so good at complimenting people. Every time we meet, I am always the first to praise you. Whenever I am praised by you, Xiaogure's heart feels as sweet as being soaked in the honey from the Kumamoto Sugi Bee Garden." Sakura.
Jing Xiaomu chuckled, "Please give me some advice tonight."
"Xiaogure, have you changed the bartender? Tonight's cocktails are a bit unappetizing!" Relf, the assistant director of the Italian Embassy in Japan, complained.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Ralf. Our previous bartender took a day off. Didn't the substitute bartender not suit your taste?" Sakurai Kogure said, "Someone bring my treasured Shirakawa whiskey to Rael.
If Mr. Ralph wants to enjoy it, remember to add some ice, Mr. Ralph likes it refreshing."
"Is the boss lady finally free?" Mitsubishi Heavy Industries CEO Masuda Shigeru stroked the back of Sakurai Kogure's hand, "I've been waiting for a long time. When can you invite me to the VIP room for a chat? It's just the two of us."
"Haha, I'm also looking forward to having a drink with you and enjoying the cherry blossoms, but I'm sorry that Kogure is too busy at work." Sakurai Kogure patted the back of Masuda Shigeru's hand very naturally, and took the opportunity to quietly take out his hand, "
As long as you are lucky enough, next time, next time, Xiaomu will treat you well personally."
Masuda Shigeru wisely stopped harassing the proprietress because the veins on the forehead of the man in black following Sakurai Kogure exploded, and his expression was so angry that he seemed to want to eat someone.
In the Paradise Pavilion, although nominally all the wishes of the distinguished guests can be fulfilled as long as they pay enough money, some wishes will not be made casually even with a mountain of wealth, which is considered a taboo here.
Apart from such nonsense as destroying the world and dominating the universe, no one would want to inquire about the origin and background of the Kukakukan. Anyone who is not blind can see that the water here is deeper than the Japan Trench. Those who are willing to explore
You must be prepared to drown at any time.
"Having fun with Sakurai Kogure" was also one of them. The VIPs secretly speculated how the people behind the scenes would leave such an extremely luxurious and grand venue to be managed by a young woman like Sakurai Kogure... Such a woman
, it must be something that is taboo in someone's heart, right? Even the customers who have won money do not dare to really make such a wish. They don't know whether they will receive an unbearable sky-high price, or they will disappear from the world.
"I'm very, very sorry, dear guests, Kogure still has some work to do. Many female stars are coming from Tokyo to support me today. I hope I can have a perfect time with you all." Sakurai Kogure bowed deeply and smiled as sweet as ice.
of mellow wine.
Faced with a wine-like smile, everyone is drunk, how can they think of blaming?
Sakurai Kogure came to the young guest, knelt down at his feet and whispered, her eyes as charming as silk, and her breath like orchid: "You are the winner tonight, if possible, Kogure would like to invite you to sit in the VIP room,
There is good tea and champagne there.”
"Okay, I like the VIP room. No one should disturb me there." The young guest smiled.
"Absolutely not. The VIP room tonight will only serve you, the guest." Sakurai Kogure stood up and twisted her slender waist to lead the way for the guest, which made people think of some kind of beautiful demon snake in the legend of the Western Regions.
Walking through the silent corridor, the four walls are covered with dark red light, which is not dazzling. The walls are painted with blooming petals, just like the bright red Hibiscus flower.
Sakurai Kogure brought the young guest to a quiet Japanese room, and a man in black who looked like a bodyguard stopped at the door.
This room is much larger than an ordinary Japanese-style room. There is a porcelain vase that can be seen in the corner, with a few pale pink snow cherry blossoms stuck in the mouth of the bottle. The four walls of the Japanese-style room are inlaid with crystal clear red crystals. These
A small piece of bright gemstone is not too expensive to auction, but a piece as big as a wall is fetching an astonishingly high price, and here there are as many as four pieces!
The ceiling above the head is an exquisite ukiyo-e, which depicts a thrilling war between demons, gods and ghosts, with thin clouds and flames rolling wildly. The eyes of the ghosts reflect the light of red gems, and the paint above is doped with them.
After the demons and ghosts united to defeat the old gods, they walked through a long and winding road. It was a lightless path that zigzagged deep into the mountains. The end of the path led to a huge white statue.
On the stone wall, 999 out of a thousand demons and ghosts were lost in the maze-like path and became ghosts in the underworld. The only one who made it to the end was a man carrying a knife. He carved his own name on the huge white stone wall.
The name is vaguely visible as four characters, but the small characters are already mottled and unclear in the painting.
This chapter is not over, please click the next page to continue reading! "The guests really have good eyesight! This ukiyo-e is called "Road to the Underworld". This is the most valuable thing in this VIP room, and even the entire Kukakukan.
It is the most precious. The VIPs who can go here are most shocked by the picture. The artist who painted the picture is exquisite, and they can take a look at it. Compared with the picture, what attracts their attention more is the red crystal on the four walls.
." Sakurai Kogure said softly. She brewed a pot of light green tea for the young guest. The fragrance of the tea gradually spread in the Japanese room, refreshing the heart and mind.
"That's wrong. It's you, the boss lady, who should attract their attention more. Men are definitely more interested in beautiful women than men are in beautiful jewelry." The guest smiled and took the tea cup.
"Oh my, my guests are really good at joking. This is really embarrassing for Xiao Mu. Xiao Mu is not the boss lady here, she is just the manager, responsible for doing some behind-the-scenes work. A woman like me is not worth expensive jewelry, let alone being qualified to be with that person.
"Compared with this precious Ukiyo-e." Sakurai Kogure covered her mouth and smiled softly, her glance and smile full of charm.
"No matter how expensive a painting is, no matter how meaningful it is, it is still a dead thing, but people are living things, and the value of dead things can never be compared with living things." The young guest shook his head gently.
"What a philosophical statement. You brought so many surprises to Kogure tonight." Sakurai Kogure said, "Actually, I have been paying attention to you since the guests came to the door. Your skills on the pachinko machine are really amazing.
Amazingly, every calculation is timed just right. There is no regular way for a marble to fall, but when you throw in the next marble, you will use a clever force to push the previous marble into where you want it to be.
It's an important position. It's no exaggeration to describe it as superb. It's like someone who has been immersed in this kind of machine on the streets of Japan all year round...but you are so young, and you are not even Japanese."
"Oh?" The young guest raised his eyebrows, "I have been speaking in Japanese. Do I have the words 'I am not Japanese' written on my face?"
"It's the accent." Sakurai Kogure was amused by the guest's wit, "And you use some simple vocabulary, and you try to avoid some uncommon words when you speak. Although I live in Kansai, I am born in Kansai.
I live in Kanto, so I can distinguish the accents of Kansai dialect and Kanto dialect, but your accent is neither of them, and you never use words unique to a certain region in your speech."
The young guest kept smiling and did not comment on Sakurai Kogure's words, which was considered a kind of acquiescence.
"You know the rules of the Kukakukan, right?" Sakurai Kogure got to the point, "As long as the guests win enough money here and wish to deposit the money into the wish fund of the Kukakukan, they can get what they want.
You won two billion tonight, and here, two billion can almost fulfill all your wishes!"
"All wishes?"
"All wishes."
"If I don't want to make a wish, what if I want to take away the two billion?" the guest asked.
Sakurai Kogure was stunned. When the guests who were invited to the VIP room heard the words "all wishes", each of them would turn into a beast of desire. The people who came here were either rich or noble. They were not short of money.
They will think of some new tricks. Some of them will put forward perverted wishes that have been hidden in their hearts for a long time. Murder and arson are considered normal among them; some people will rack their brains and think about how to maximize the use of the money they win.
...But no one ever mentioned wanting to take the money away.
"Take the money away... Of course there is no problem. You earned it, and of course you have the right to dispose of your own property." Sakurai Kogure quickly regained her composure after being distracted in a hurry.
"You won't send someone to kidnap me on my way back and take the money back, right?" The guest looked wary and suspicious.
"You are kidding again. The Kukakukan is a principled casino. The safety of guests' lives and property will be fully protected here." Sakurai Kogure tried hard to maintain her smile. She had never encountered such a situation before.
"Weird" guests.
"Are you serious? Then how can your casino continue to operate?" The guest was surprised, "I won two billion yen tonight with one hundred US dollars, but I may be lucky today, so I will order
Just memorize it, let’s say I win 100 million in one night, which is 3 billion yen in a month, 36 billion yen in a year, and I still have five days off. I can definitely make a profit from such a good deal.
Are you doing charity?"
Sakurai Kogure's smile froze on her face. She had read countless people. She could tell whether a person was a local just by their accent, but she couldn't see through the young man in front of her at all. She couldn't tell the difference for a moment.
Is the other party serious or is he deliberately trying to cause trouble?
"If you want to do this...that's your freedom. Kukakukan will not refuse any guest, but do you really think you can win money every night?" Sakurai Kogure asked.
"Hahaha, don't be so serious. I'm just joking. How can I really treat your place as an ATM?" The guest waved his hand, "Actually, I don't have any skills. Tonight is purely luck. In my life,
I have never seen such a large amount of money. If I bring it back, it will be like carrying a big golden lump in my trouser pocket. It will hurt people and make me unable to eat or sleep well. I might as well just spend it here with you."
"So you have already made up your mind about your wish?" Sakurai Kogure's smile lit up again.
"Yeah, I've thought about it." The guest nodded, "It's the boss."
"What?" Sakurai Kogure was stunned.
"My wish is that I want to meet your boss, the real boss behind the Paradise Hall." The guest said seriously.
"You're kidding, right?" Sakurai Kogure frowned.
"I'm not joking, I'm serious," the guest said.
"May I ask why you want to see our boss?"
"The landlady is so charming, so the boss must be no ordinary person, right?" the customer said, "The person who can afford to open such a luxurious casino has a lot of connections and abilities. Everyone is curious about what kind of person like this is, right? He is an old man in his dying years.
? Or a calm and shrewd uncle? Or a handsome young man? "
"Guest, have you heard the saying that curiosity killed the cat? Sometimes in order to satisfy a little curiosity, you have to pay an unbearable price in life." Sakurai Kogure said.
"Are you threatening me?" The guest raised his eyebrows, "I don't want to see the Emperor of Japan or the Queen of England now. I just want to see your boss. Two billion people can't even see one person? I remember it is.
You told me, you said that any wish can come true here, are you planning to destroy your own sign?"
Sakurai Kogure stared into the guest's eyes, and then spoke after a long time: "I need to report this matter to my boss. I have no right to decide whether to meet or not. Please sit here for a while, and I will go and ask for instructions."
Sakurai Kogure closed the door of the VIP room, and her enchanting back disappeared from the sight of the young guest.
I don't know how much time has passed. The hot tea on the table has cooled down. The rustling movement surrounds this Japanese-style room from all directions, and murderous intent is overflowing.