Who Is Ester Winch?

Chapter 5- Lucky or Unlucky?

“Fuda-san, are you going to use a table or rent a room?”I asked.

“Just the table cause I'll be quick. I'm just here for the money.” The money is here with me, I can use this as an excuse to get away from Karen.

“The money is in my locker. Can I guide you first to your table then give you the money?” as I said, the money is here with me–in my pocket. I'm making excuse that the money is in my locker so that, Karen will think that I will come back after I take Fuda-san to his table so that she can interrogate me further but no, not gonna happen– I will avoid you so that I can't tell you.

“Yes, It's okay with me.”

“Great! Please follow me.” I guide Fuda-san to his table where Karen can't see us; he adjusted a chair and seated. And I, seated opposite to him.

His face puzzled, “Aren’t you going to get the money in your locker?”

“The money is in my pocket.” I take out the money and gave it to him.

“But you said that–“ before he finished I cut him off.

“It's just an excuse Fudanshi-san to get away from my manager.”

“I see.” while nodding his head, “Just while ago, there's a tension between you and your manager. So I step up.” he said while counting the money in his hand.

“Yes but it’s over now.” cause I'm going to avoid Karen after this.

“Glad to hear.”

“Here.” he placed the money on the table near me. I am puzzled, what is he doing? Is it not enough?

“You can have this.”

“Huh?” really, is he really giving it to me.

“What do you mean?” Let's play dumb for a while haha!

“I’m giving this to you.” He said, with a look in his face ‘Obviously'.

“Why?!” I asked. Isn't the money important to him?

“I won a lottery and I don't need it anymore.”

I shot him with a stern look.

“Then, why did you come here if you don't want the money?!” why come back? If you can just run and never came back.

“Well, You will keep waiting for me to come back to give the money.” Well, that's true.

“That's true but still, I can't accept this!” I know that I should just accept the money in the first place but I don't want him to know that I really want it, that's why I keep denying it.

“I'm giving it to you. I got a lot of it now and besides, you needed it the most.”

Hmm?

“How did you know I needed it? Are you stalking me?!” his words are suspicious.

“No, I did not. Isn't it obvious that you needed it just by knowing you are working and you look young just like a college student.” Did he study Psychology? He's really good at guessing.

“Oh…you're good at judging people.”

“May I ask you, what did you do to win the lottery?” I'm curious, all right? I'm asking because I'm desperate to have money.

“Luck.” Again, I shot him with a stern look.

“Don’t lie! Did you go to a psychic? Or…are you a swindler?” luck doesn't exist. If it does, I should be rich right now.

“Don't accuse me of being a swindler. Besides, I don't do works that impure.”

“Then how?! Winning a lottery is impossible!”

“I told you, it’s luck.” Luck lol. Meh.

“Good for you; I don't have such thing.”

“Why would you say that? Everybody is lucky. They’ve been given life and freedom.”

Hah! Life and Freedom? Having this doesn't mean you are lucky.

“Life? Freedom? What a s**t. All they give is pain and suffering.”

“If all you feel is pain and suffering…then I will give you a blessing.” He offered.

“Blessing?” is he playing God?

“Yes, it's also means gift from the God.”

I know that! You don't have to lecture me.

“But you're not a God.”

“I am a God.” Who are fooling with?

“It's a sin naming yourself as a God even though you are not.” It's a taboo, dude! You just committed Blasphemy.

“Believe me. I am a God.”

“Alright, I'll just pretend that you are.” This guy is really pushing it!

“So what this blessing are you giving me?” let's just play along, if I don't maybe he's craziness worst and get violent.

“I’ll bless you luck.” A bright smile shows up. How excited is he to bless me?

“Okay…”

He put his hand in my forehead and utter words that's alien to me.

“Done!” he take back his hand and still smiling brightly that I could blind. Why is he delighted?

“When you're done working, try going to the casino and bet.” What? Is he ordering me to gamble! It’s bad, I will get addicted!

What kind of God order a person to gamble? I was right about him lying about being God.

“I don't do gambling.” I protest.

“Just try it.” He stood up.

“I'll be going now. Have fun!”

“Yeah–fun on fooling me.”

“I'm not fooling you.”

“Yeah right.” I waved my hand indicated him to go already.

“See you soon, Fujoshi-san.”

“Skedaddle, Fudanshi-san.”

Fudanshi-san left and I don't have any excuse now to avoid Karen.

I keep looking everywhere, keeping myself in stealth and away from the sight of Karen.

Karen is busy managing another customer.

I notice that we're out of stock of junk foods. This is it, a excuse!

I headed to the locker room and left my apron to my locker. I get a piece of paper and left it at the counter.

Written on it: “Junk foods is out of stock. I'll be going to the supplier to order another batch.”

I use the backdoor and headed to the supplier. After the transaction, the order will be delivered tomorrow by them.

I'm now returning to the Café and then a word catch my attention, “Casino.”

If I go in there, it is like I believe Fuda-san blessing, ‘Luck.’ Apart from that, I'm not allowed to gamble…my mother don't like gambling since it will make you addicted.

Gambling is a risk. It's either you win or lose. Yet, Fuda-san gave me a blessing thus gave me an advantage.

I laugh at my own thought, I can't believe that I'm reconsidering Fuda-san blessing in gambling Haha!

My expression quickly change to depressed and stilled puzzle of going in.

“I badly needed money.”my head feels like exploding.

“Ah! I don't care anymore, I'm going in!”

I entered the Casino. There's a lot of people playing.

“Hello, are you going to play?” a cocktail waitress asked.

“Yes.”I replied.

“Please follow me.”

She guided me to a money changer, I think. I exchange my money into poker chips; in fact, I haven't tried playing poker before…this will be my first. After that, we went to a table where gamblers played.

Before playing, I observed how they play it even though I haven't tried it yet I easily understood it. It must be because, I read them in books somewhere.

I started playing and bet one chip first. First of all, let me test how's my luck is.

I won.

Then 2 chips.

I won again.

4 chips.

Won again.

6 chips.

I won again.

10 chips.

Again.

15 chips.

Again.

20 chips.

Again.

All chips.

I won…!

What the? What the hell happened!?

I keep on winning! Did Fuda-san did this? No…he was just fooling of me about the blessing.

Then why do I keep on winning? Is it because I'm smart? Wait… I know why, this is not because of how smart I am… Haha! I can't believe this! The reason that I always feels pain and suffering because God pour my luck all out in gambling! Fuda-san didn't do anything, he just helps me realize…I have been born this way.

But God, even if you did that. Thanks to you I can now pay the hospital bill, buy clothes for the twin and buy a new house.

I will use what you gave me even though I hated it.

I pick up all the chips and put it in the middle. I will bet all of this. You want me to be a gambler; I will be a gambler.

“All i–!”

“AAAHHHHH!”

“AAHH!”

“HELP!”

“The building is falling apart!!”

“It hurts!”

What? What just happened? I can't see.

Wait! Where's my money?! I have to find it! I can't move!

“A huge metal ball just suddenly appeared and crash the building!”

A huge metal ball?

Where?

Ahh…do you mean the huge metal ball that's on me?

So that's why I can't feel my other side. It has already been squashed by the ball.

Hah… I can hardly breathe.

I can't believe, I'll end up like this…I wonder what will my body looks like inside the casket. I hope the twins will laugh than to cry that their sister ended up half.

Hah…

I’m sorry…

Hah…

I–I'm sorry

I was almost there…hah…but I didn't make it…I’m sorry…

My tears keep flowing out.

I'm losing my breathe and my vision is going black.

I'm going to die.

What a luck.