I looked from afar as the gang Aoba Johsai's member keeps winning money. They just completely obliterated Inarizaki, which is extremely surprising. Kenma looked like nerves were eating him up inside as he closely inspected Aoba Johsai's game play.

"That's $3000 you owe me, Mr. Miya. I better get it in by Monday right here. Now, I better go to my brother, see you!" The one member said as he walked to his tired, and bored looking brother.

"Who is he?" I asked Kenma. I was extremely bothered by him, seeing as he just won everyone that night by a storm.

"That's Kunimi (Y/n). Better known as the professional gambler with the name "King of Winning Streaks." He joined Aoba Johsai this year, and beat every gang in existence. Even his brother, Kunimi Akira is scared of it." Kenma explained.

"Yikes," I said as I looked at the King of Winning Streaks.

"(Y/n) knows who to play. He usually picks the hardest seeming ones to play, and he's very flirty too, as heard from Shouyou."

"That's even scarier," I said.

"Speaking of the devil, he's walking right to you," Fukunaga chimed in.

"Hey cat boy." (Y/n) said.

"Hey," Lev said.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"I'm Taketora," I told him.

"Wanna gamble?" He asked as he put out a deck of $1000 bills. My eyes went wide as I saw the amount of money the new Aoba Johsai member offered.

"Don't you have enough for a night, (Y/n)?" A male with light brown hair who Kenma told me was named Yahaba, intervened as he ran towards the Kunimi brothers.

"Oh, don't be such a bummer, Yahaba-senpai. Besides," he said as he turned towards us. "You can never have enough to gamble. You get to watch your rivals go bankrupt, and that adrenaline of victory rises in you. It's extremely satisfying," he explained. I swear to god, his eyes glowed a demonic shade of red as he said that.

"I mean, you'll have to agree on what (Y/n) said, but I'm concerned that he might have a gambling addiction," an onion top-looking guy said.

"Yuutarou is right, (Y/n). You need to get some therapy. Sure, all the winning streaks you get make us rich as fuck, but shit, you're fuckin' addicted." Akira said.

"Ugh, shut up, Aki-nii. I'm not fucking addicted, I'm just having fun. How about I don't gamble for the next week hm?" (Y/n) asked.

"Sure. But since you already asked, why don't you let these cats answer you?" Akira asked.

"So what do you say? Gamble, or no gamble?" (Y/n) asked us.

"Kenma-senpai, what'd you say?" Lev asked.

"Oh silly you." (Y/n) chuckled as he tilted his head to the left. "The question was intended for him," he said in the most cold tone as he pointed to me.

"Him? He looks scrawny as hell," Akira said, which pissed me off.

"Scrawny? Me? I don't think so, you spud," I said as I got up to punch him.

"Calm down, Tora. If you wanna disprove them, just do the gamble," Kenma said to me.

"Yeah, Yamamoto. Don't pick a fight here," Fukunaga said.

"Right. I accept your offer," I said as Kenma handed me some money.

"Great. How much are you offering?" (Y/n) asked. I looked at Kenma.

"$10,000," I said.

"I'm offering $13,000. Not too worth it if I win, is it? Give the best you've got." (Y/n) said as he walked to a table. I followed him along with the other members of our respective gangs.

"I have a special deal if I do win, though," he said as we sat down on the table.

"Why do you have that deal?" Akira asked.

"No reason, just yes." (Y/n) said.

"Uh, OK then," the onion guy named Yuutarou said.

We began gambling for hours until it took a turn, and (Y/n) went on a winning streak.

"Hah, yes!" Akira yelled.

"How does he do that?" Lev asked, absolutely baffled. I scowled under my breath, and looked at the smirking male. He was kind of attractive in a yandere vibed way.

"He's the King Of Winning Streaks, Lev. That's what he does best." Kenma said as Aoba Johsai talked to each other.

"So, you wanna quit?" (Y/n) asked. I scoffed.

"As if? No way I'll lose to you, Kunimi." I said to him.

"Oh, Taketora? You'll have to try harder," (Y/n) said as he looked through the deck. "And, win."

Kenma looked at the deck of money with wide eyes. I looked at the guys, and back at the Aoba Johsai guys.

"OK, you've won. Now just take the money, and let's go home. I'm tired." Akira said as he rubbed his eyes.

"Not yet, Aki-nii. I still have that special offer." (Y/n) smiled.

"Whatever this special deal is is gonna be either amazing, or absolute hell." Kenma whispered as (Y/n) smiled.

"Alright, what is it?" I asked.

"Let me court you."

I looked at him wide-eyed, and probably so did everyone else.

"What the fuck, are you crazy?!" Akira shouted. "You can't just... marry him!"

"Are you sure, (Y/n)? You know, taking the money would probably be better?" Yahaba reasoned.

"Yeah, (Y/n), maybe Yahaba-san is right this time," Yuutarou said.

"Think of it as a truce between us." (Y/n) said.

"Tora, we can just let them take the money this time," Kenma said.

"Yeah, Yamamoto. If you don't wanna, you can let them take the money, but if you want to, we respect your choice," Fukunaga said.

"So, yes or no?" (Y/n) asked.

"Uhm, sure, I guess." I answered with a beat red face.

"Great then!" (Y/n) cheered.