[Charles POV]
The rain was pouring, and I was staring into the distance, looking at the void. Everything I saw was black, devoid of any light. My consciousness was blurry, and I felt like I could sink into the ground any second.
Where am I? I can't even think properly. I felt chaos in my head, and it was killing . Shit... Not only was my mind heavily weighted, but my body was. I noticed that I was sinking into the darkness under . With my mind being influenced, I realized this was a dream.
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I woke up from a shitty dream and awakened the others. My sporadic movent had surprised them.
"What's wrong..?"
"Hubby, are you alright?"
"Master, more~!"
Rose took my right arm, and Reina, who took my left, asked worriedly about my ntal state. Nene, not surprisingly, didn't wake up. Her lump of fat was still leaning against .
"I'm fine. A nightmare got ."
After having a nightmare, I wasn't in the mood to sleep. I gently got Nene off of and left the bed.
"I'm going to go take a walk. I won't be sleeping for today."
"Do you want to co with you?"
"No need. Get all the rest you can."
Reina offered to join for a walk, but I preferred to be alone for my walk. Leaving the house, I went down the road.
The island town was peaceful at night. I now have the skill to look around the world without being noticed, but it wasn't the sa without my other senses feeling this sensation.
My face blended in with my outfit because it was dark outside. No one in the town bothered , and it was a nice change of pace once in a while.
When was the last ti I was this relaxed? I couldn't rember. It had been years. I haven't been out much during the night, but I could say that the scenery is breathtaking.
I wonder how much work the construction workers did to make this city. Coupled with the artificial lighting matched with the night, it wouldn't be far off to call this city a piece of art.
Since I'm here, I have got to check out what the night in this city offers. And I know one place where I gotta go--the casino.
With my skill, I would likely win in terms of luck. Gas like slots would result in losing more, but it wouldn't hurt to try.
Going to the most popular casino in the city, I changed my outfit into sothing more inconspicuous.
This place looks like a party. Inside the casino are the apparent gambling den, a bar, and a place for rich people to hang out.
Arriving at the den, the real question starts now. How much money should I gamble? If I do it lower than a million, then I won't have the experience of what gambling truly is. But if I gamble too much, I would be considered an idiot.
Let's start with the slot machine. I want to see how much luck I have. My misfortune is at zero, but it doesn't an my luck is good.
Slots with high payout are usually unrealistic, but that's what I'm here for. Going to a slot with the highest payout of 1000X, I went to one that uses magical ani girls as its the.
"Hey, kid. You new here?"
Checking the voice to my right was a man with a scar on his left eye. He had blond hair and blue eyes. The man had slick-styled hair, and one would think that he was probably in a gang with his get-up.
Was he trying to pick a fight with ? If he was, then he picked the wrong person to ss with. Answering his question, I took the chance to wait for an opening.
"Yeah."
"Do you mind if I watch? This is my spot, but I got paid out by Magical Chloe last night. The value of this slot should be lowered."
"..."
I was surprised by what he said. People say you shouldn't judge a book by its cover; sotis, they're correct.
"Sure, go ahead."
The "magical girl slot" machine needed a minimum of a hundred to start, and the maximum was one hundred thousand.
"How often do you co to the casino?"
If the man in front of were a girl, he would've misunderstood and thought this was an attempt to flirt with him. But it was a good conversation starter.
After paying ten thousand dollars from my credit card, I started my first spin and only got the sa value as what I paid.
"Magical Girl Chloe and I have a bond. There isn't a day where I miss out on seeing her."
And this is why you don't get overly attached to a character from a show, especially sothing that costs money. It would ruin you. I have seen a lot of news about it.
For the whole night, I was supposed to check around the whole place, but I ended up spending all of my ti on the slot talking with that man.
Despite his unusually obsessive nature with a slot machine girl, he didn't seem like a bad person to be around.
"What's your na?"
I had asked. Even though we talked the whole night, neither knew the other's na. It would be weird to leave it at that.
"Prince."
"..."
"Your na doesn't match your appearance."
For a man who is called Prince, I would imagine him to be a pretty boy character. But the person in front of was the opposite looking of one.
"You don't have to tell that. How about you?"
"Call C."
"C?"
I have decided against telling him my real na. Making friends with soone like would give soone too much pressure.
"It's fun talking to you. Later."
Before he could ask more, I left. This night was worthwhile in my book.
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