prologue

Congratulations

The moment I saw that letter, I thought I was going to lose my mind.
8 zeros on the screen. no doubt.
500 million. A lottery ticket bought with a college classmate who got drunk on New Year's Eve. I was looking forward to the confirmation day for the past week, even though I smiled wryly that there was no way I could hit it. Various desires run through my chest.
Would you like to buy the watch you wanted? You can live even if you quit your job.

I couldn't help but let out a voice from the bottom of my stomach, thinking that I should contact my friend as soon as possible. It reminds me of a TV special I once saw. I touched my phone with my sweaty fingers, opened the browser and typed in:

"Large winnings"

Come out, come out, people who have lost everything. A person who has become a poor spender and used up everything in no time. A person whose acquaintance or lover came for money and could not believe anything. Some of them were found out by their retirement even though they didn't say anything.
What is it? This is as good as less than 500 million. Instead of spending money, you just lose your livelihood.
But I will never have the chance to win such a large amount of money again in my life. can you go without?
Yes. I'm going to use this money to go on a rampage. I just happened to have it anyway, so it's the same even if it's gone. This is your chance to open a hole in your boring life.
I brought my face closer to the glowing screen, and made a list of ideas as the night deepened...

"500 million, I tried it."