Compulsive Gambler Anime Novels & Stories

Issei - Tell me what have you been doing all this time. Then they hesitate whether to tell him the truth or not... But after seeing his glowing eyes they finally spill the beans... What happened basically are they keep losing money because Megumin keeps buying mana potion for her own use. Aqua keep buying booze. Kazuma is basically impossible to earn money on his own because of his class. Darkness can't help much either because she basically can't attack the monsters and only become a tank. Then they keep getting chased by the debt collector and finally, they can't take it anymore.

His smile grew larger, “So you are as they say. Interesting. Sorry to burst your bubble but I do not engage in soul trades, as you called them. You see, I am merely a gambler.” My forehead furrowed, “Excuse me?” “I gamble, fair and square and I offer wagers to those I deem worthy,” His smile grew larger, his eyes boring into mine, “I have deemed you worthy.” I scoffed. “I’m not interested.” “Oh my dearest, don’t rule it out yet. I will return and when I do, we will gamble.” There was something about his eyes that bothered me, something full of insanity. There were only a few people I had witnessed something so harrowing come about and they managed to acquire power beyond my scope.

"I would also like to report her—Juliana Ziegler is a foreign spy from Rovimia!" Those around subconsciously took a few steps back.

But his is said with a certain degree of playfulness. I stop for a moment, watching the grown ass man giggle at something so childish that he had done. Is he okay? I swear he acts like he is mental at times. Or maybe he’s perfectly fine. And this is just his attitude— I know him to be manipulative. He plays games on your mind, and will leave you disoriented. I hear of gambling games back in the human world, and I was opportune to sit through a few games, which at the end, got me in trouble with the King of Alkhemi. But what I learned from that, is that Lust is a master of gambling games. He is manipulating you each time he moves. If he was at the games, he would take your money and you would

"She is very manipulative. I am not sure if I could still live even if you guys let me go. She seems to know so much about me. Now that I have come to think of it, I feel like I have been foolishly walking blindly into her trap. She threatened me about my family, but I never told her anything about me. Didn't it mean she had her eyes on me for a while to make me do her dirty works? I think she is a psychotic person. I am sorry to the girl she is after. She might send someone else if she finds out I failed." The guy spoke without inhibition as he had his eyes closed and his head bowed down. It made him realize so many things, and he is self-reproaching. He was not into gambling for more than

On his way home, Ansel couldn’t hold back his curiosity to see the pictures that the paid boy got. Ansel opened his gallery. He checked one by one the woman’s pictures that had just sent to his gallery. Ansel’s eyes were bulging. “She is!” Ansel muttered in disbelief. Ansel rubbed his eyes repeatedly, making sure that he wasn’t hallucinating. But, whenever he opened his eyes and looked at those pictures more carefully, they remained unchanging and still showed the same face. “Turn around now!” said Ansel all of sudden. “What? We almost arrive home,” replied Xander. He couldn’t believe that Ansel would ask him to turn around, going back to the café.

Tommy hadn't had the guts to do so the last time, so he had chosen to steal the prescription. Angeline hadn't made a fuss out of that because she wanted Tommy to feel that he was safe whilst in the grip of his gambling addiction. That way, he could be forced into a corner again. As long as Tommy was in a desperate situation, he would think about using that money even without Billy mentioning it. He would think that he would be able to win it back at gambling and just return the money quietly. That was the typical gambler's mindset. Angeline wanted to use this mindset of Tommy's and leave no way out for both him and Yates Group. At the same time, she wanted to drag Ned and Fletcher Corporatio

"The late Mr. Jones had a gambling addiction, and as a result, he slowly lost his company's money. To make up for it, he gambled away your house, hoping to make up for everything he lost, but he finally looked at it. Then a wealthy older man offered him at the casino. He lent him a sizeable sum of money and used it again for gambling without hesitation, winning. On the house and the land, he redeemed the winnings. However, he persisted with his gambling to recoup the mortgaged corporation. Mateo borrowed it from his borrower and agreed to return it when he received the older man's money. Mateo Lombardi was someone he indeed regarded as a friend. And to make matters worse, he owed him a lot o

Under these circumstances, what was the use of being the God of Gambling’s top disciple? Aya’s exquisite face had lost all color. She was so sure that Harvey was using advanced techniques to cheat, but she couldn’t tell exactly what they were. She couldn’t even spot any of Harvey’s flaws. Slap! Sakura marched forward and angrily slapped Aya’s face. “You rotten filth!” Sakura screamed furiously. In her eyes right now, Aya was indeed filth. To think that even the God of Gambling’s top disciple couldn’t deal with a small fry! Aya was truly filth among filth.

It's just an angry thought arising in the back of her mind. You're not so different from your father. You bet big when you decided to cheat Reviello, and now you're going to lose everything. Are you sure you're not a gambling addict? You broke a clause in the contract, knowing that he could put a leash around your neck and drag you away like a fucking dog. You like the thrill. Furthermore, you like to challenge your odds, even when the stakes are high. The blood is strong, after all. — SHIT, STOP THINKING. STOP THINKING, STOP...