Chapter 60: I, Uzumaki Reed, won 5 million with 100 taels is not a problem! [3]

He wasn't here to gamble.

He was here to find someone.

"Spending every day in a casino… forget Kage-level earnings, even the salary from one S-rank mission per month wouldn't be enough for her to squander," Uchiha Qiye sighed as he stood at the entrance of the casino, his thoughts directed at Tsunade.

"Even if the entire Konoha was hers, she'd still manage to lose it all," he mused.

With that thought, Uchiha Qiye stepped into the casino.

However, just as he crossed the threshold, a guard stopped him.

"Kid, no one under the age of eighteen is allowed in here," the guard said sternly.

After all, this was a legal casino, sanctioned by Konoha, and there were rules—one of them being no entry for anyone under eighteen.

"Who do you think you're talking to?! Have you seen this crest? There's no place in the world that Uchiha Qiye can't go!" he shot back, indignation clear in his voice.

He was only five years old. But if he counted his previous life, he'd be well above the required age.

"Sorry, kid. Rules are rules—no entry under eighteen," the guard repeated firmly, unfazed by Qiye's outburst. It didn't matter if he was from the Uchiha clan. As a guard, his job was to enforce the rules, and if he let Uchiha Qiye in, their entire casino could be investigated.

"Fine, whatever," Qiye muttered angrily. He glared at the guard before turning away. He wasn't the type to break the rules. He would have to find another way.

He stepped into a nearby alley.

"Only eighteen years old? Easy." He smirked. "Transformation Jutsu!"

With that, Uchiha Qiye performed his upgraded transformation technique—now A-rank. Not even the best visual jutsus could see through it.

Once the smoke cleared, a new figure stood in Qiye's place. He was now 1.85 meters tall, dressed in a sharp black suit over a white shirt, and his hair, a fiery red, slicked back. A confident smile stretched across his face.

Naturally, Uchiha Qiye wouldn't transform into anything less than handsome. His pride wouldn't allow it.

"Now," he said, admiring his reflection, "the name's Uzumaki Reed." He paused, reconsidering. "No… I need to play the part. Let's get some dice and polish up my skills.

"This casino's as good as mine now," he declared with a smirk.

Back at the casino's entrance, the transformed Uchiha Qiye confidently strode in. This time, the guard barely glanced at him before letting him pass.

Once inside, his striking appearance caught the attention of nearly everyone. But as Qiye looked around, he quickly realized this was no ordinary casino—it was crawling with members of the Hyuga clan. One of them glanced at him, but thankfully, even their Byakugan couldn't pierce his A-rank transformation.

He approached the counter. "Exchange one hundred ryo for chips," he said, handing over a crisp banknote.

The woman at the counter looked at the bill in surprise. She had never seen anyone exchange such a small amount before. Most people wouldn't even walk through the doors without exchanging at least 1,000 ryo.

"Sir, um… one hundred ryo…?" she began hesitantly, unsure of what to say.

"What's the holdup? Get on with it!" Qiye urged.

Just then, a man walked over. Clearly, he was someone important in the casino. The woman quickly bowed and explained the situation.

"Director, this man wants to exchange just 100 ryo," she said.

The director's expression darkened. He looked Uchiha Qiye up and down, taking in the sharp suit and confident demeanor, and then gave him a look full of disdain. Though he didn't say it, his eyes clearly conveyed the word: "Poor."

"What's your name?" the director asked, still maintaining a polite tone despite his thoughts.

"Uzumaki Reed," Qiye replied smoothly, giving the false name he had prepared.

"Brother Reed, perhaps you'd like to exchange a bit more?" the director suggested, still maintaining his polite façade.

Boom!

"What kind of casino is this? I, Uzumaki Reed, exchange a few chips and suddenly I'm being treated like a second-class citizen? Is this how your casino treats its guests? Store bullying?" Qiye slammed his hand on the counter, his voice loud enough to draw the attention of other patrons. "Is this how Konoha's officially licensed casinos behave? If that's the case, I might as well report this to the Hokage!"

At this, the other gamblers began to murmur, their frustrations quickly surfacing. Most of them had lost money already, and this outburst was just what they needed to vent their anger.

"This place discriminates against the poor!"

"Is this how they treat customers? I'm going to report this!"

"Trash casino! Let's take our business elsewhere!"

The director began to panic. Things were getting out of hand fast, and if this situation wasn't resolved quickly, his job would be on the line.

"Please, everyone, calm down! This is all just a misunderstanding!" the director said hurriedly. "Brother Uzumaki Reed here is actually our 99,999th customer, and to celebrate, we've prepared a gift of 10,000 ryo in chips for him!"

He turned to Qiye, pleading with his eyes.

After a moment, Uchiha Qiye cleared his throat. "Ahem! The director is right."

"But," he continued, "I, Uzumaki Reed, don't accept handouts. I'll just take my 100 ryo worth of chips, thank you."

The crowd erupted into applause.

"Now that's a man with pride!"

"Respect! Stick to your guns, man!"

Amidst the applause, the woman finally handed over his 100 ryo worth of chips.

As Uchiha Qiye pocketed the chips, he stood tall and declared, "Back in the day, Chen Daozai won 37 million with just 20 ryo. Today, I'll win 5 million with my 100 ryo. Just watch me!"

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