Chapter 305: Victory Dance However, Fushiguro is very...
However, although Fushiguro Jinji is a playboy, he knows the importance of trust in this line of work, so he is surprisingly professional in this regard.
Since he chose to accept the young lady's money, it meant that he agreed to the young lady's proposal to buy an afternoon of his time as a so-called trial period.
But what he didn't expect was that this foolish, wealthy, and seemingly somewhat naive young lady had actually bought his entire afternoon to use...
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"Miss, you hired me for an entire afternoon just to do this?" Fushiguro Shier raised an eyebrow at the focused and enthusiastic girl in front of him, holding his so-called 'luggage' in his hand. "Even if you decide it's not worth it later, I won't refund it, okay?"
The first thing the blonde, golden-eyed girl did after reaching a cooperation agreement with him was not what he had imagined. Instead, she asked him to lead the way and find a place to buy horse racing tickets. And...
Looking at the nearby purchasing point and then at his employer with a sincere face, Fushiguro Shigeu was obviously silent.
"What does it matter? I only spend money I think is worth it, and... aren't you here because you are interested in these things?"
The player, dragged by the black-haired man to sit near the racehorse display area, looked at the spirited horses not far away and said with some interest, "Although I came here purely by chance, it's nice to experience something new."
Aside from Dino's big empty box - the big white horse, players haven't seen a real horse yet!
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How could she have stumbled into a horse racing track? It seems she's truly a young lady who knows nothing of the ways of the world.
"For these people around here, this isn't anything new," Fushiguro Shier said dutifully. "But... it's definitely something that can make me more money!"
Since the employer was so interested, it would be totally unlike Fushiguro Shigeru to not cooperate. After all the horses in the appearance area had walked around, the black-haired man brought the employer to the destination she wanted to reach first.
"This is where you can buy horse racing tickets," Fushiguro explained. "There are many different types, but since this is your first time, let's try the simplest one first."
The black-haired man pointed to the option on the far left.
"Single-win betting?" The player looked at Fushiguro Shier with some curiosity. "Is it the way you bet on which horse will come first?"
"That's right." Fushiguro Shiji nodded, then added with a mysterious expression, "Knights in different states have different payouts. While the rules may seem simple, it's not easy to defeat Takara."
"It does sound like the easiest way to play... Okay! Then I'll listen to you and play this!" The player excitedly took out the pen he had just taken out to tease the high-priced vendor and began to fill in the numbers. At the same time, Fushiguro Shigeki also made his own decision.
When we arrived at the viewing area again, the sale of horse racing tickets had stopped. The jockeys and racehorses wearing hats of different colors were standing in their respective areas in high spirits, ready to go.
Bang--
As the signal gun was fired, the jockeys and horses galloped across the racecourse like arrows, and all kinds of cheers were heard all around.
"Come on, 'Fiery Fiery Wire'! You must win!"
"Go, No. 5, overtake those little bastards ahead!"
"Pearl, try your best! Stop slacking off at this hour! I'm all in for you!"
“Ahhh! Ahhhh!”
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In this warm atmosphere, people seem to have an inexplicable desire to talk.
"By the way, Mr. Fushiguro, which number did you guess to win first place when you placed your bet just now?" The sharp-eyed player had this question in mind after discovering that Fushiguro Shigeki had also purchased a single-win horse racing ticket, but he didn't ask it until now.
"Well...where is the eldest lady?" Fushiguro Shigeru turned his head and asked.
"Me? I bet on number 7!" The player blinked and spoke confidently, but found that the man in front of him laughed without any scruples.
A player who expressed dissatisfaction with the smile on the hired bodyguard NPC's face said: "...If you smile again, I will dock your salary."
What are you laughing at? You're going to destroy all the players' confidence!
Having already received all the hiring fees, Fushiguro Shigeru was not afraid at all. However, in order to make this business sustainable, he quickly put away the smile on his face and explained why he had just done that.
"Number 7 is the worst performing horse in this round. From the beginning of the race until now, it has never finished above the top five. Not only that, but it also has a sprained leg. And the jockey riding it is also a young rookie with very little racing experience."
"A useless horse and a novice..." Fushiguro Shier stretched slightly, leaning on the railing beside him, and said with a half-smile, "Congratulations, young lady, you chose such a 'strong' player on your first try."
"Hey, so that's what you're laughing at..." The player's anger gradually subsided, and he asked curiously, "So you think the horse you chose has a high chance of winning?"
"Of course." Fushiguro Shier smiled confidently as he looked at the large screen not far away. "I picked horse number 5, 'Pearl.' Its sire is 'Sharp,' who once escaped a three-horse siege and won in one fell swoop!"
"A horse with this kind of bloodline, coupled with its outstanding performance in recent races..." Fushiguro Shier turned around, sat down next to his employer again, and with his chin in his hand, he said bluntly, "It will definitely win the championship!"
"Really? I don't think so." The player took out a fan from somewhere, spread it out, shook it, and said very comfortably, "I'm very lucky--"
The player who made a slight change to the name even ate super delicious creamy matsutake pasta when Gojo, Getsu, and Nozomi had a meal together!
"Want to make a bet with me, Mr. Fushiguro?" The player looked at the black-haired man with a smile and began to dig a trap. "I'll bet money, and you can bet on a reasonable condition. How about that?"
"Okay, then I'll make a bet with you." Thinking that he would not suffer any loss and the stake was very small, Fushiguro Shigeki decisively agreed.
"Then you'd better watch carefully." The player's eyesight, which far exceeds that of ordinary people, allows him to clearly see the light in the eyes of horse No. 7.
It was a radiant, focused light, different from any other racehorse around it...
The player's eyes sparkled as he slowly revealed a praiseful smile.
What a determined look... He was clearly just a newbie who knew nothing just now, why is he so confident?
Fushiguro Shijiro was stunned when he saw the eldest lady's eyes that seemed to have magic.
But the exclamations around him quickly diverted his attention.
"Ahhh! Pearl?! Pearl what are you doing Pearl?!"
"No! My dream of becoming a champion!"
"What about the promise to wet the pork knuckle rice with tears and swear to win the championship?! Tianshan, you bastard!"
The continuous wailing made Fushiguro Shigeki subconsciously turn his head to look at the big screen that allowed the audience to better pay attention to the changes in the situation during the horse race.
Then, he was shocked to find that 'Pearl', which was supposed to be the favorite to win, made a mistake at the last moment of the sprint - when sprinting around the bend, 'Pearl' was forced to slow down because of the horse next to it that was closely following it!
The first and second place horses started to drag each other down, which also allowed the third place horse, which had been staying behind the two horses and not showing any signs of success, to start to stand out...
It’s number 7!
It seemed as if he had not expected something like this to happen. The commentator, who was originally relatively calm, suddenly changed his commentary style after a slight pause and began to speak loudly, passionately and in a rhythmic manner!
"Winning is decided at the bend! Number 5 'Pearl', who was supposed to be in the lead, was forced to slow down due to the impact of number 3 'Fiery Wire'. Number 3 'Fiery Wire' also began to make adjustments due to the interruption in its pace!"
"Number 7! Number 7's Victory Dance has suddenly accelerated!" The commentator, blushing, stood up and excitedly shouted into the microphone. "Number 7's Victory Dance is in better shape than ever today. Its steps are steady and rhythmic, not at all depressed or lost by past failures!"
"It surpassed today's favorite No. 5 'Pearl' and the rising star No. 3 'Fiery Wire'! No. 7 'Victory Dance'... and came in first place!!!"
The player couldn't help but tilt his head as he looked at the NPCs around him who had their hands on their mouths and were in ready postures.
The commentary continued.
"Number 5 'Pearl' and number 3 'Fiery Wire' realized something was wrong, and they began to catch up!"
"Closer, closer! The distance between them is shortening! In the final 200 meters, can No. 7 'Victory Dance' maintain its current slight advantage?!"
"The last 50 meters! The distance has become negligible!"
“Crossing the finish line——!!!”
The 200-meter race passed in a flash. With the commentator's sharp announcement and the endless cheers of the surrounding NPCs, the horse race ushered in the final result!
"The results are out, it was a close call... Oh my god! Congratulations to No. 7 'Victory Dance' for winning the race by one hundredth of a second!!!"
"Victory Dance wins the title!!!"
"Great! Congratulations to No. 7 'Victory Dance'!" The player who made a fortune because of the odds waved his hands happily and congratulated the racehorse whose eyes were filled with the same stubbornness as his owner.
"Then... what follows is between you and me, Mr. Fushiguro."
The player looked at the black-haired man who silently threw away the betting ticket, raised the corner of his lips, smiled lightly, and reminded him, "Because of the bet just now, I won—"
"Ah... Well, Miss, what conditions do you want to propose?" Fushiguro Shier scratched his hair and said nonchalantly, "You didn't say who would define this reasonable range."
"If I told you to define it, you wouldn't agree, would you? Mr. Fushiguro." The player put away his fan and handed him the winning ticket along with his contact information. "This will be your payment for next time, Mr. Bodyguard."
"I will propose that reasonable condition next time."
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