Chapter 60: The Deluxe Skill Gift Pack, Round Two!

Feeling Sorry for the User?

Sorry?

Who asked you to feel sorry for him, oy?!

Hey, you must’ve done that on purpose, right? Right?!

Himekoji Akito really wanted to coldly refuse—

He didn’t need this disappointing lottery chance at all!

But when the words reached his lips, they suddenly changed to: “Mm, accept…”

[Single draw starting! Counting down 3, 2…]

“Wait!”

Remembering something, Himekoji Akito hurriedly interrupted.

The next moment, he swiftly threw away the prayer beads in his hand, blew out all the incense candles in the room, abandoned the feng shui auspicious spot, and simply squatted in the toilet.

That’s right! Metaphysics was all a lie!

Himekoji Akito had a profound awakening.

“Start drawing!”

As soon as Himekoji spoke, a dazzling, shimmering roulette wheel suddenly appeared on the System interface. Truly the System’s craftsmanship—its coolness and style were undeniable.

Himekoji raised a brow to look; it had all sorts of prizes. Counting roughly, there were over fifty, all unique.

Wait! When I did the ten-draw earlier, why didn’t this roulette show up?

Plus, garbage like “Yukinoshita’s indoor shoes” only appeared a few times on the wheel!

So… what the heck were those ten things last time?!

While Himekoji grumbled inwardly, the draw was already over.

[Congratulations! You’ve received a Deluxe Gold-cladding Edition Skill Gift Pack worth 9999 2D Points!]

[Rewards will be distributed within 24 hours. Please wait patiently.]

Huh? Huh?!

N-No way?!

Himekoji Akito, who’d given up on the lottery ages ago, was suddenly dumbstruck by this huge prize.

Damn, ten draws ruin your life, but a single draw makes miracles happen!

No… More likely, this was the System’s nasty habit playing tricks…

Combining single and ten draws… Looking at the final result… it seems I didn’t lose?

No, maybe I even profited! Think of stuff like Yukinoshita’s underwear as freebies!

…

Meanwhile.

Toyonoshi Academy.

Entrance hall, in front of the shoe lockers.

After training with Totsuka for another hour, Yukinoshita Yukino, about to change her shoes and head home, suddenly sighed.

“Ah.”

“What’s wrong, Yukino-chan?”

Hearing the sound, Yuigahama turned her head in surprise, just in time to see Yukinoshita frowning, troubled as she stared at her own empty shoe locker.

“When did Himekoji leave?”

Yukinoshita suddenly asked.

“An hour ago… Huh? Wait, Yukino-chan… you don’t suspect it was little Akito again? Impossible, impossible!”

Yuigahama quickly waved her hands, defending Himekoji Akito.

“You see? You said ‘again’ too?”

“But… but, it doesn’t make sense. He already has so many of your indoor shoes… Why would he keep doing it?”

Yuigahama’s head shook slowly and dazedly, unable to accept it.

“Probably for him, my shoes are consumables?”

Yukinoshita gave a cold laugh, like frosty light dancing on snow—thin, cold, beautiful, and chilling.

Hearing Yukinoshita’s explanation, a shocking imagined scene flashed in Yuigahama’s mind—

Scene One: Himekoji gasping wildly, panting fast, face flushed to a sickly hue. He buried his face deep into Yukinoshita’s indoor shoes, shoulders quivering, flaring nostrils as drool trickled freakishly…

Scene Two: Himekoji gasping wildly, panting fast, face flushed to a sickly hue. His neck arched high, eyes tightly shut. His right hand gripped Yukinoshita’s indoor shoes tightly, pressing beneath his waist. His back was shaking wildly, like he’d plugged in a mini electric motor…

“Impossible… Impossible!”

What on earth am I thinking?!

Yuigahama’s face flushed red as she frantically shook her head.

“Um… I’ll go get the bag for Yukino-chan.”

They’d changed into outdoor shoes for tennis, but their bags were still in the Service Club clubroom.

“Mmm, thanks.”

For some unknown reason, Yukinoshita blushed suddenly as she said this—a rare sight.

Unconsciously, her small hand rose, gripping her collar tighter.

“Huh?”

Yuigahama, just about to get the bag, noticed this detail and stopped quizzically, tilting her head.

“Are you cold, Yukino-chan?”

“Mmm, a little…”

Yukinoshita seemed a bit flustered, not her usual self. Facing Yuigahama’s questioning look, she hurriedly averted her gaze.

Yet Yuigahama’s occasionally sharp observational skills chose this exact moment to kick in.

The girl blinked, her gaze drifting towards Yukinoshita’s collar.

Yukinoshita Yukino panicked. With a cuteness never seen before, she clasped a hand over her chest.

She even cautiously turned her body away, shooting Yuigahama a glare, both angry and embarrassed.

“Hurry. Any later and we’ll miss when the school closes.”

“Oookay~”

Yuigahama drew out the word meaningfully.

“Off I go, then.”

The girl turned playfully, waving behind her back at Yukinoshita.

Without realizing, Yukinoshita breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the instant she let her guard down—

The next moment, back still turned, Yuigahama suddenly pulled a sneak attack! She spun a lightning-fast 180 degrees on her tiptoes and pounced at Yukinoshita, laughing with clawing hands.

Heading straight for a grab!

“Oh my god, it’s true! Yukino-chan, you bad girl—you’re not wearing underwear!”

“N-nonsense!”

Caught in her secret, Yukinoshita was clearly flustered. She tried putting on a fierce face, but couldn’t hide the blush of embarrassment.

Such a Yukinoshita was both extremely rare and extremely adorable—akin to seeing ice finally melt.

“But you are uncovered!”

Yuigahama had guts! Even daring to tease Yukinoshita.

If outsiders saw this scene, the stimulating sight of the school beauty might make noses bleed profusely.

“It… it was stolen!”

Yukinoshita gritted her teeth, icy words squeezing through.

“Like the indoor shoes! Seems someone has truly lived long enough.”

“But… underwear is worn inside clothes. How could it be stolen?”

Yukinoshita never lied. Knowing this only deepened Yuigahama’s confusion.

“It’s happened before.”

Yukinoshita sneered.

“The impossible becomes possible as long as one word is involved—’Pervert’. He’s a perverted genius, a master truly gifted in deviancy.”

Yukinoshita had never praised someone so … grandly before.

Huh? Wait… Was that really praise?

…

achoo!

At home, Himekoji Akito sneezed inexplicably.

“Huh? Weird… Yukinoshita’s underwear actually feels warm? Almost like it was just ripped off her…”