My Girlfriend is Yingriri

Michiru Hido couldn't help shouting:

"The door doesn't close until nine o'clock in the evening, isn't it too late?"

Kiyosuke Hashima said calmly: "Mei and I will always be with you."

Kiyosuke Hashima paused for a while when he accidentally called his name, and couldn't help but look at Saint-san.

Kato Megumi's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to play with his mobile phone as if nothing had happened.

"What, you are so nice to me all of a sudden." Bingtang Michiliu lowered her voice and leaned forward, "Do you really want to take care of me?"

Kiyosuke Hashima looked at the girl and said calmly:

"You know why."

"..."

Michiru Hido fell silent for a moment.

"I don't want to either." Bingtang Michiru scratched her hair, her expression was tangled, and her voice dropped, "I ran out of lucky money to buy musical instruments, and I passed by the door of the store that day, so I couldn't help but come in and play a few games, and I won the first one A lot of money, and then...then I don't know what happened, my hands are getting more and more itchy."

Kiyosuke Hashima listened silently, without any wavering in his heart.

Regret?

When every gambler loses money, he must have regretted emotions. Unfortunately, people cannot regret forever.

At this time, I can only use Kato's idea that extreme things must be against the law, and let Michito Hido stay to break free from the state of addiction, otherwise it is useless to persuade.

"Go and exchange for small steel balls."

Kiyosuke Hashima handed over the money.

"I see." Michiru Hido gritted his silver teeth, took a deep breath, and reached out to take Fukuzawa Yukichi, "I'll play till the door closes today!"

"Hashima-kun." Kato Megumi said softly, "Does this method really work?"

"It will definitely work." Kiyosuke Hashima exhaled, frowning slightly, "I want to leave now."

The sound of steel balls colliding, loud music, dull air, and the hoarse shouts of some players were intertwined and mixed together, making people's head ache, and they didn't want to stay any longer.

Not long after, Michiliu Bingtang bought another steel ball and returned to continue playing the game.

The afternoon passed quickly.

The customers in the store changed one after another, a few lucky ones won the prize, and most of them lost hundreds or thousands of yen, and then cursed and left unlucky, just like green leeks in the stock market.

"call……"

Kato covered his mouth with his hand and yawned slightly.

"tired?"

Hashima Seisuke looked over.

Kato raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, "A little bit."

The two came over in the morning and have been playing with Michiliu until now, so it's no wonder they weren't tired. If it was Zhai Li, they probably wouldn't even be able to stand upright right now.

"That's the rest area." Kiyosuke Hashima said softly, "Go and rest for a while, I'm here."

Student Shengren was not hypocritical, and nodded lightly, "I'll take a rest in the past, and come over to change shifts later."

"Go."

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Michiru Hido finally showed a look of exhaustion on his face.

"The chair is so hard..." Michiru Hido complained, "My back hurts."

Did you know that your back hurts when you sit for a long time?I have been standing with you until now, and I haven't rested at all!

"Hey, where's Xiao Hui?"

Michiru Hido looked behind curiously, only to realize that Kato was not there.

Kiyosuke Hashima bent down and approached Michiru, and replied loudly, "Rest in the rest area."

There is no way, the sound in the store is too noisy, and it is impossible to hear people speaking from a distance.

"Thank you." Bingtang Michiliu suggested, "Why don't you go and rest for a while?"

"No." Kiyosuke Hashima shook his head, his voice was cold and heartless, "keep playing."

"..."

Michiru Hido rubbed his waist and continued playing with pachinko.

after an hour.

"So tired." Michiru Byotang yawned, looking over pitifully, "My arms are so sore."

Pachinko is similar to an arcade machine, but it does not have too complicated buttons. It is mainly a fist-sized red knob machine. The more you turn it to the right, the stronger the force of the small steel ball popping out, successfully creating a kind of 'hand Fuck' can improve the feeling of winning rate.

It's a pity it's all an illusion.

The probability of winning is controlled by the system and the shopkeeper behind it. The effect of manual operation is better than nothing. Those "professional players" may be able to make a profit from it. For noobs like Michiliu Bingtang, manual operation is meaningless.

"Continue." Kiyosuke Hashima calmly said, "Don't stop."

Bingtang Michi has no choice but to continue playing pachinko.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

"Hey, it's getting dark?" Bingtang Michiru turned his head and looked out of the store, and found that the twilight was already dark, and the lights were on, so he immediately cheered up, "Let's go out to eat something, come back and play again?"

"Don't be so troublesome." A light voice sounded, and Kato Megumi handed over milk and bread from the side, "Michiru, please continue to play."

Michiru Hido opened her eyes wide, and couldn't help complaining:

"Xiaohui, are you a devil?"

"I'm not such a scary creature." Sage's expression was indifferent, even if he was called a devil, his face didn't change a bit, and he said lightly, "There seems to be no shortage of customers in the shop. Go out to eat, and maybe come back. There are no more machines."

"Did you see that uncle who took notes seriously?" Kiyosuke Hashima stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "It's quite a professional player, how can we do without perseverance."

"I don't want to be a professional gamer, I just can't help itching..."

Michiru Hido retorted softly, reached out to take the bread and milk, and started to eat with a bitter face.

After eating the bread, Kiyosuke Hashima ordered:

"Don't look at me, just keep playing."

"..."

Michitomo Bingtang kept a bitter face, and continued to play the game. After a while, she suddenly covered her stomach, "I can't do it, my stomach hurts...I have to go to the bathroom."

Kiyosuke Hashima took out his mobile phone and checked the time: "I'll give you ten minutes."

"How can ten minutes be enough?" Bingtang Michiru couldn't help complaining, "At least fifteen minutes, you can't even deprive me of the time to go to the bathroom!"

"That's fifteen minutes." Kato pursed his pink lips, "Meichi stay and hurry back."

"Do not worry."

"If you don't come back, I'll find you."

"...Are you two devils!"

"I'm going." Bingtang Michiliu pinched her waist with both hands, twisted her waist and neck, "you two help me play."

As Bingtang Michiliu left, the machine was immediately vacant. In order to avoid being occupied by other players, someone really needed to play.

Hashima Kiyosuke looked at Saint-san: "Would you like to play for a while?"

"I don't play." Kato Megumi shook his head lightly, "Let's play Hashima-kun."

"Ah."

Kiyosuke Hashima agreed, and sat down on the chair, only to feel the temperature under his buttocks was scorching hot, Michi left that idiot to sit for a whole day, and the cold bench turned into a hot bench.

Having said that, this is the first time Kiyosuke Hashima played pachinko. On Christmas Eve last year, there were too many people in the store and there were no machines at all.

Although it was the first time, Kiyosuke Hashima already knew how to play it. He turned the knob on the bottom of the machine casually, and countless small steel balls flew out from the bottom of the machine.

Kiyosuke Hashima quickly stopped, and the lottery screen quickly popped up on the screen. Immediately afterwards, dazzling sound and light rang out, and the quite exaggerated word 'Brand Prize' popped up on the screen. The players next to him looked over enviously.

Hashima Kiyosuke: "..."

Kato: "..."

There was the sound of crackling small steel balls splashing down. Once you win the big prize, you will get more than ten times the reward. Hido Michiliu played all day and didn't get a big prize. Unexpectedly, Hajima Kiyosuke typed it out casually. It is a typical example of planting flowers intentionally and not blooming. , Unintentionally inserting willows and willows into shades.

After the small steel ball falls, a reminder of 'rushing in' will pop up on the screen soon. This thing means that the winning rate will increase in the next period of time, and the purpose is obvious

Want to leave after winning the lottery?

That can't be.

Next, the winning rate has increased, and it is very likely to continue to win the lottery. Do you want to play?

Only a few people retreated in time, and most people naturally wanted to win after winning, and they couldn't stop at all.

Even Kiyosuke Hashima subconsciously threw himself into the steel ball, ready to take advantage of the victory and pursue.

"Hashima-kun."

Megumi Kato suddenly bent over to get closer, biting her pink lips with her white teeth, staring at her without blinking her eyes.

Kiyosuke Hashima quickly regained consciousness and stopped what he was doing.

"Stop playing."

So what if he wins ten times the prize, the steel ball won is not as much as he earns by participating in a game of shogi.

"No wonder Michiru is fascinated..." Kiyosuke Hashima breathed out lightly, knowing the dangers of Pachinko, "Everything is designed to make people addicted to it."

"I didn't see it." Kato Megumi stretched out his right hand and lightly touched the top of Hashima Kiyosuke's head, "Shall I try?"

"No."

Kiyosuke Hashima shook his head and refused.

It's best not to touch this thing, people with unstable minds can easily get addicted to it!