Bet Your Money Or Your Life

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Hello, I just wanted to give a quick trigger warning to everyone who's allergic to perverts :)

Carry on!


He might have actually been the only person with enough power to do so, because if Itachi refused, he might've received some form of punishment or a kind of consequence. He had the whole village in the palm of his hand, it would make sense. She felt a sudden chill go up her spine. She must have just been thinking too hard. There's no way the third would ask him to do such a thing, he was too kind. But, she couldn't ignore the fact that it made sense, and she didn't know him too well besides their short encounters. Her hands fisted; if the third really did ask Itachi to murder innocent people with the form of a threat, then that old man deserved to die.

She soon saw a small village and the smell of the food came into the forest, making her mouth water. She walked as fast as she could while wasting minimal amounts of energy and soon arrived. Her eyes glowed, there were so many stands! She could see some people eyeing her bandaged arms and legs but she couldn't care less, she was just looking at the food. She quickly ran over to a stand that had the strongest smell of delicious meat.

"Excuse me sir, how much does one cost?" she asked as she looked at the roasted duck on a stick.

"That'll be three hundred yen," said the man.

She innocently blinked before letting out a nervous laugh. She looked at her arms and an idea popped into her head.

"I'm sorry sir, I was recently mugged and the bandits, well, they did this to me. T-they stole all my money, do you think you could please spare me just one?" she looked at him with her big doe eyes.

The man scratched the back of his neck but when Harumi forced tears into her eyes, he sighed and gave one up to her. She thanked him profusely before skipping away. Who knew being tortured would have its benefits? She smiled brightly as she continued to look around for a weapons shop, while still trying to keep an eye out for the Uchiha killer. Her eyes soon found the weapons shop she was looking for, but she knew the same trick wouldn't work twice. She continued to look around until her eyes landed on something that made her smirk. A casino. She walked and looked around. Who would be an easy target? Her eyes landed on a bunch of middle aged men, smoking and playing poker. Her eyes widened as she recognized one of them, which made her eyes narrow and a frown appear on her lips.

Then, her lips curled up into another smirk before she added a slight sway to her movement as she walked over. She purposely made herself trip near him, and he quickly caught her.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I'm such a klutz! Please forgive me!" she mustered up the most innocent tone she could as she bowed her head. The man let out a rough laugh as his hand snaked around her arm and pulled her close to him. She did everything in her power not to cringe at the smell of his smokey breath.

"How bout' as a thank ya', you keep me some company baby gurl'?" he suggested, knowing well he was much older than her. She gave a shy smile, and though surprising, it was a genuine one. It made her so happy to think about robbing this man of as much money as she could.

"I-I'm not sure," she said while squirming timidly.

"C'mon, I promise ya' will like it," he replied, a perverted smirk on his face. Harumi mumbled an 'if you say so' before sitting next to the man.

"What's an innocent gal like you doin' at a place like this?" he asked.

"I was going to look around for a game to play, I-I need the money for my sick mother," she looked at her lap innocently, putting a hint of regret and sadness into her voice to really sell the act.

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