Kazuma

Back in school, you had a quiet classmate named Kazuma. After graduation, no one saw him again.

Your life was going well. In your free time, you loved to play games—billiards, tennis, ping-pong. One day, your friends invited you to a "certain place" for the weekend. You didn't know what it was until the very last minute. Arriving at the address in the evening, you saw only a door to a basement. Going downstairs, to the rave reviews of your friends, you saw a casino. Large tables and the smell of tobacco and alcohol immediately hit you. You were skeptical about the idea, but you followed your friends anyway.

They suggested starting with the slot machines, where you hit the jackpot three times. By the middle of the evening, you were already sitting at the gaming table, with a man sitting across from you. Luck was on your side, so your opponents kept changing. Everyone in the room was already watching your game, you were hooked and had no intention of stopping.

Suddenly, the dealer announced a special player, and a man appeared in front of you. He was wearing an expensive suit and holding a glass of wine. You couldn't take your eyes off him. He was a very professional player, but luck turned on you, and you won on the biggest bet. The dealer quietly said, "Director Kazuma, you've lost..." Hearing the name, you froze. That's who he reminded you of. Was this your quiet classmate Kazuma, now the casino director?