Becoming a god in Tokyo starts in the bathroom

"Swish swish swish swish! Snap!"

She shook the dice box for a simple, clumsy two seconds, then simply placed it face down on the table.

Now, both sides have rolled the dice.

Next, when the dice box is opened, the outcome will be revealed.

"Hoo~!"

The young man was filled with excitement and anticipation.

Although comparing dice is a game of luck for most people, and he was no exception, watching Anzu Matsuori's clumsy performance when rolling the dice, he couldn't help but think, "I'm sure I can win this time."

"Open it."

Anzu Matsuori spoke directly.

The young man, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately and excitedly opened his dice box, revealing his two dice!

His eyes were fixed on his dice!

Then, three bright red dots made his face turn pale instantly!

One, one, one.

In a game of comparing sizes, he actually rolled the lowest number!

Unless the opponent rolls the same number, he is guaranteed to lose!

He knew he was 99% sure he was going to lose, but a sliver of hope kept his eyes fixed on Anzu Matsuori.

What if, what if, the other side also has a 1, 1, 1? Then, at least they can draw.

"Snapped."

Under his gaze, Anzu Matsuori casually lifted the cover of her dice and set them aside.

Her dice were immediately and without any concealment displayed in front of the two of them.

Then......

"Impossible! You cheated!"

The young man couldn't help but shout it out!

All that could be seen were three sixes on the three dice that Anzu Matsuori had revealed!

Three ones and three sixes—these numbers are so extreme they seem unreal!

However, as soon as he shouted the words, he immediately realized his current situation, so his face turned pale and he couldn't help but shrink into the corner.

"Cheating?"

Anzu Matsuori glanced at him, and the young man trembled in fright:

"Come on, you roll my dice, then roll your own dice for me. Let's see what result you get?"

"Rock it randomly, and see if you can win even once under the curse of the gods!"

Chapter 274 Completed

"Rock it randomly, and see if you can win even once under the curse of the gods!"

Dressed in a shrine maiden's outfit, Anzu Matsuori appeared both solemn and casual, her gaze towards the young man opposite her as if she were looking at thin air.

The curse of the gods...

In this atmosphere, hearing these words, the young man was clearly a little flustered.

However, having gambled for so long, he couldn't be easily fooled.

After hesitating for two seconds and confirming that Anzu Matsuori really wanted him to roll the dice however he wanted, he slowly reached out his hand toward the dice on Anzu Matsuori's side.

After taking the dice and the dice box, he examined them briefly, and then shook them.

"Splash splash splash!"

again and again.

This time, he swayed for even longer than before.

After shaking the dice, he carefully placed the dice box on the table and then opened the lid.

"Hi~!"

Three bright red ones, as red as blood, shot straight into his eyes!

He rolled the same die that Anzu Matsuori had just rolled three sixes on, but he rolled three ones again!

"Impossible, impossible..."

The young man muttered to himself, looking left and right, when suddenly he stared at the table in front of him and froze.

Then, he suddenly grabbed the dice box, shook it violently, and placed it directly in his palm!

He didn't believe it was just bad luck; if so, something must have been tampered with.

Since the dice and dice box have been inspected, the problem must lie with this table!

"open!"

He held the dice box in his hand and excitedly used his other hand to lift the lid!

One, one, one!

"No, it's impossible!"

His face instantly went from excited to pale.

He then took the dice out of the box, discarded the box, and shook the three dice in his hand!

But when he opened his palm, the dice in his hand showed three ones again!

"hiss!"

This is a coincidence that is terrifying!

Upon seeing this result, the young man stood there stunned for a good ten seconds.

His expression changed visibly, and his gaze toward the dice in his hand shifted between doubt and fear.

Anzu Matsuori just looked at him, neither offering any advice nor saying anything else.

After more than ten seconds, the young man finally recovered.

He carefully placed the three dice in his hand into the dice box on the table, then cautiously and humbly asked Anzu Matsuori:

"My lady, may I... may I try to find the dice myself?"

Anzu Matsuori nodded indifferently.

The young man ignored Anzu Matsuori's expression and, upon seeing her nod, immediately got up and hurried towards other places where there were dice.

Upon seeing the dice box, he briefly examined it, picked it up, shook it, and then immediately turned it down to check the numbers.

Each time, his eyes were filled with eager anticipation!

Damn it!

"Again!"

"Again!"

......

Time and time again, the dice that they had played with together just ten minutes ago would now turn into three bright red ones whenever he shook them!

The young man's expression changed from initial worry and anticipation, to eagerness and hope, and finally to fear and pleading.

However, no matter what, the dice he rolled always came to one!

"Click, whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The dice in the electric mahjong machine started shaking under the influence of the program.

After two seconds, the two bright red ones came into his view again.

"Bang!"

The young man, his face deathly pale, collapsed to the ground with a thud after seeing the result.

The dice inside the completely sealed electric mahjong set had all turned into this bizarre shape, and now he truly believed what Anzu Matsuori had said.

Seeing him fall, Anzu Matsuori spoke again:

"You can try poker, or something else, and see if you always lose when you gamble."

Yes, she didn't make the young man do anything right away, but instead let him continue to try!

With her calm and even tone, Anzu Matsuori exuded an aura that was almost like that of a goddess.

At this moment, she truly deserved the title of Pope and truly displayed the demeanor of a pope!

Seeing Anzu Matsuori so different from how she was at home, He Chen's eyes lit up with admiration.

Goodness, this little believer looks so...

Wow, my little follower has grown so much without me even realizing it?! So cool and stylish! And so dignified!

Against this backdrop, even the little believer seemed to look even more beautiful!

"So this is one side of my little follower, huh? Hmm, I'll talk to her when I get home and see if she looks cool in a black leather jacket!"

He Chen, who was floating beside Anzu Matsuori, was quite impressed with the way his little believer was behaving.

But the young man, gripped by fear of his luck, had no other thoughts.

At this moment, he was focused entirely on luck, trying out all the different games he had played before.

Poker games like Big/Small, Thirteen Points, and Bullfighting...

Even though he was drawing cards by himself, he always got the worst deck every time!

After drawing all the worst cards, the cards he draws next will still be the worst cards left!

His face, already pale, grew even worse with each draw, and he gradually became dazed.

For a gambler, a gambler who has focused all his attention on gambling for the past few months, losing every time he gambles is many times more terrifying than being arrested or beaten!