"I'll have three of these. Oh, by the way, Panda, do you want some?"
Amidst the bustling crowd, Gojo Satoru moved like a nimble and elegant large cat.
He effortlessly weaved through the crowded stalls.
"No thanks, you two eat."
Panda waved his hand.
Panda is a Cursed Corpse; Cursed Energy sustains his activities, not the nutrients and energy from food.
Therefore, food is optional for him.
He even needs to clean himself after eating.
After all, Panda doesn't have digestive organs.
He's a creature that sprays perfume on time every day, basks in the sun when idle, absorbing the scent of the sun into his body.
Crucially, he doesn't poop, doesn't shed, moves, is very heartwarming, has excellent self-management skills, and can also take care of you.
He's practically the dream pet for pet lovers!
"Lucky~, then I'll gladly accept your share."
"Oh my, oh my, Gojo really is something."
Watching Gojo Satoru let loose, Panda helplessly spread his hands.
However, Panda didn't feel that Gojo Satoru had any ill intent.
Instead, he felt that Gojo Satoru was genuinely treating him as a companion.
"Salmon."
Inumaki Toge also showed tolerance for Gojo Satoru's adorable behavior.
Suddenly, Inumaki Toge's gaze was drawn to an exhibit at a stall.
It was the latest model of a game console.
And in the upper left corner of the game console box were two bold, red characters.
Grand Prize!
"What's wrong?"
Panda noticed Inumaki Toge by his side suddenly stop and turned to ask.
"You want that, huh? Want to give it a try?"
Panda followed Inumaki Toge's gaze to the game console at the lottery stall, then suggested.
"Bonito flakes." (No need.)
Inumaki Toge directly refused Panda's suggestion.
Although Inumaki Toge's Cursed Technique meant he went out to play less often than normal children.
But he still knew about these lottery traps.
That box, let alone the Grand Prize, probably didn't even have a second-place prize.
So Inumaki Toge had no intention of wasting money.
"What's wrong with you two?"
Gojo Satoru, holding several small skewers and chewing on super sweet takoyaki, noticed something was off with the two of them.
"Inumaki Toge wants that game console."
Panda unhesitatingly nudged Inumaki Toge.
Aside from when Gojo Satoru is unreliable, he's quite dependable at other times.
So Panda decided to hand the problem over to Gojo Satoru.
"That one?"
Gojo Satoru glanced at the distant stall.
"Salmon."
Although Inumaki Toge didn't want to trouble everyone, things had progressed to this point, and it was hard to refuse.
Everyone is trying to find a solution for you; what kind of person constantly backs down?
"Leave it to me."
Gojo Satoru opened his abyssal mouth and swallowed the dozen small skewers in his hand in one go.
Then he took out a tissue and wiped the oil from his mouth.
"Ah, that's right."
Gojo Satoru, who had just rushed to the stall, slapped his forehead and instantly reappeared in front of Inumaki Toge.
"Money."
Gojo Satoru unceremoniously extended his hand in front of Inumaki Toge.
"Salmon." (Okay.)
Inumaki Toge was confused by Gojo Satoru's sudden action.
Although his mind hadn't reacted, Inumaki Toge's body was very honest and handed over a Fukuzawa Yukichi bill.
"Hmm, that's enough."
After saying that, Gojo Satoru took off his blindfold and, holding the Fukuzawa Yukichi bill Inumaki Toge gave him, walked over to the lottery stall.
"Madam owner, lottery!"
Gojo Satoru slapped the Fukuzawa Yukichi bill onto the table with a 'pah' sound.
"Coming, coming."
It was a good thing to have such a rich young master, who looked like a greenhorn, come to draw a lottery.
And it was even better that this young master was a rare handsome young man.
The madam owner was already fantasizing about the scene where the handsome young Gojo Satoru would cry because he couldn't win a prize, and she would comfort him.
'Such a young man looks easy to fool, but he's too tall.'
Perhaps it was the effect of Limitless.
Gojo Satoru's skin was even fairer and more delicate than that of female Jujutsu Sorcerers like Shoko Ieiri and Utahime Iori.
Coupled with the fact that he was almost thirty but still looked like he was only in his teens or early twenties.
This made Gojo Satoru transform into a 'female killer' every time he removed the blindfold covering his Six Eyes.
"Didn't win, again."
"Didn't win again, again."
"Ah, why is it a consolation prize?"
"Fifth prize, I don't believe it."
... The lottery stall owner watched Gojo Satoru get increasingly invested, just as she had expected, and her smile grew brighter and brighter.
"Inumaki, should we go play somewhere else first?"
Panda watched the clearly hooked Gojo Satoru, speechless.
Panda suddenly had a feeling that he could do it too.
"Dried bonito." (No need.)
Inumaki Toge shook his head.
Just one Fukuzawa Yukichi bill was nothing to a Jujutsu Sorcerer, especially a semi-grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer like Inumaki Toge.
As long as Gojo-sensei was happy.
Soon, Gojo Satoru had used up one Fukuzawa Yukichi bill.
"Want to try again? Maybe you'll win next time."
The madam owner tried to suppress the corners of her mouth, seducing Gojo Satoru with a tempting voice.
"Something's not right."
Just then, Gojo Satoru took out a white wrapper.
This was the packaging from the snacks he had just bought.
Numerous numbers were already written on the wrapper.
"Madam owner, do you really have a Grand Prize in here?"
Gojo Satoru suddenly looked at the madam owner with a mischievous smile.
"Of, of course, I do."
For some reason, when those beautiful azure eyes stared at her, the madam owner suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
"But according to my lottery results just now, the chance of winning a fifth prize here is actually less than 1%."
Gojo Satoru held a pen, his face showing confusion.
The pen occasionally lightly tapped Gojo Satoru's cherry-red thin lips.
"Ah, could it be that my luck is too bad, and I drew all the 'Thank you for your patronage' slips?"
Gojo Satoru suddenly put on an expression of sudden realization.
"That's right, haha, that's exactly it, that..."
Before the madam owner could finish speaking, Gojo Satoru suddenly pulled out several Fukuzawa Yukichi bills from his pocket and slapped them on the table.
"Madam owner, I'll take all the remaining lottery tickets! Ah~ Since all the 'Thank you for your patronage' slips are out, the rest should all be prizes, right?"
Gojo Satoru leaned one hand on the table, staring intently at the madam owner with eyes like a cat toying with its prey.
"What if I finish drawing, and there's still no Grand Prize in the box~"
Gojo Satoru's face drew closer and closer to the madam owner.
This face, which had captivated the madam owner just minutes ago, now looked like a demon from Hell.
Gojo Satoru kept one hand propped on the table.
With his other hand, he pulled out his phone, which had already dialed the emergency number.
"Madam owner, you wouldn't want..."
The madam owner's spirit collapsed.
She was just like other vendors, using doctored goods to earn money from children and tourists.
Why did she have to encounter such a little devil who was completely black inside, boohoohoo.
"I understand, I'll refund all your money, and I'll compensate you a little more, so, that..."
"Eek~ Ah, I want a game console~"
Gojo Satoru spoke the words that chilled the madam owner's heart the most in the gentlest tone.
A few minutes later, Panda and Inumaki Toge stared blankly at the two game consoles in their hands.
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