"Let's go, let's go."

Seeing that under the continuous wailing, the bald man who won the lottery walked out of the gate of the mall, and in the queue at the cashier, a customer who was relatively high in the middle turned his head and said to several accomplices behind him in despair.

"Ah, that's it."

A bespectacled friend in the back was a little stunned.

"Then what else can I do, the photo album has been taken away."

The third partner agreed.

"Then what if I go back like this, I won't buy anything?"

"Nonsense, do you still want to wait in line here to pay, and we didn't really come to buy things anyway."

"yes, let's put things back then."

The glasses man thought about it, and seemed to think that there was nothing wrong, so he nodded, and several people left the line with their things and walked back to the mall.

For their group of people who have impure purposes and have lost their goals, instead of wasting time queuing here, it is better to go home and make up for a few more calculations.

After all, going out or something, for this kind of group, is a thing that can be avoided as much as possible

So as soon as the few of them walked like this, it was like a domino effect, and the first few in the queue hesitated, turned around and walked towards the mall, not to mention the group of cattle in the back.

"This, this"

The staff of the mall were dumbfounded, as if they didn't expect them to operate like this, in this short moment, the original long queue at the cash register became a handful of appearances, making the staff speechless.

It's just that unlike the staff, Kishida has a happy look on his face, and he is happy to see this situation, because it means that he doesn't have to waste more time waiting in line here.

"I think you're gloating."

Just as the happy Kishida wanted to move forward, the fat house who was standing aside and ignored by him suddenly spoke up.

"Hey, you're not gone yet."

Kishida glanced at him and said in surprise.

「」

The flesh on the fat house's face shook and shook, and he looked at Kishida silently, he was a tool man, and when he asked about the matter, he ignored himself in a blink of an eye, he didn't believe that he had such a big tonnage, and Kishida really couldn't see him.

"Haha, just kidding, just kidding, with your temperament, buddy, you must be the one who attracts attention wherever you go. And I'm not gloating, I'm not the only one happy."

Kishida patted the fat otaku arm, and while feeling good in his heart, he also used his mouth to snugg, signaling to the two girls left in front of him who were really buying things, and the cashier who was also relieved because he didn't have to count the money to count the cramps in his hands, and his face was full of smiles.

As soon as the words fell, he walked forward on his own, and a woman in front of him was already checking out, and the other was his turn.

"Did anyone say you were annoying?"

Seeing this, the fat house rolled his eyes and followed.

"Of course, you're certainly not the first to say it, and I don't think it will be the last."

Kishida groped his chin and replied seriously.

The fat house glanced at him strangely, he didn't know why he was so proud in his tone, he couldn't figure it out, so he had to silently not speak.

Seeing this, Kishida didn't speak again, obediently waited for the last girl to finish the bill, handed over her things, and waited until the cashier finished scanning the barcode, and after he finished settling the account, he turned his head and chuckled and said to the fat house, "Thanks, buddy"

After saying that, he walked to the lottery area with his things, and anyway, he still wanted to get free tissues.

"I didn't expect this guy to be quite qualified."

Looking at Kishida's figure, the fat house happily accepted Kishida's thanks, and his senses were much better, but he always felt that Kishida's eyes were a little strange when he thanked him, but he couldn't say it.

"Sure enough, most of the fat people are good people."

On the other side, Kishida, who quietly inserted the fat house team, muttered and walked to the lottery area.

Compared to the few people at the cash register, there are still more than a dozen people left in the lottery area, after all, they have also bought things, and the row is here, so they have to draw something to chat for comfort.

Not to mention, paper towels are an important strategic material for them, a shroud for their hundreds of millions of descendants. So much so that whether it is at the head of the bed, or in front of the computer desk, or in the toilet, you need to put a roll, so this kind of thing to talk about comfort must be able to prepare more for free.

"It's good to be young."

Kishida waited quietly, while teasing the energetic young men in front of him in his heart, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

"Don't you look like you're in your twenties?"

A familiar voice came into Kishida's ears from behind him.

"Why are you so ghostly?"

Kishida turned his head helplessly, and sure enough, it was still the fat house just now.

"The third prize is a pack of luxury dog food, which hasn't been taken away yet, so I want to try to see if I can draw it for my dog, otherwise you think I want to follow you."

The fat house said angrily, and before the words fell, he suddenly glared at him, patted his head, realized that something was wrong, and then glared at Kishida angrily and continued, "Why am I behind you?"

"Ahem"

Kishida coughed weakly, and then chuckled and changed the topic, "It doesn't matter, by the way, you said that the third prize has not been drawn, what about the fourth prize?"

"The fourth-prize hasn't been drawn yet, and from just now to now, except for the bald guy, our group has only drawn a roll of fifth-prize tissues."

glared fiercely at Kishida, who was obviously changing the topic, and the fat house, who was wide in heart because of his fatness, did not intend to pursue it anymore, but explained kindly, but in the end, his eyes were inevitably a little sad.

"I've found an organization, alas."

Kishida muttered to himself and sighed empathetically.

"The main thing is that the merchant got a lot of white beads in it, and normally there is more than one third prize and the fourth prize, but in order to be able to draw it once per person, we can only accept it."

In order to maintain his complexion, the fat house forcibly explained.

"I know, it's okay, just grab an extra roll of tissues, it won't take much time anyway."

Kishida nodded, and in just this moment, there were already seven or eight guys who had left the scene with tissues in front of him.

"What do I want that thing for, I already have two big boxes at home."

The fat house shrugged his shoulders and said disdainfully.

「」

"Talent"

Kishida was silent for a while, and it took a long time to hold back two words.

"Hey, hey"

The fat house showed a lewd appearance that all men understand.

"Tsk, then again, what is this fourth prize?"

There were fewer and fewer people in the team in front of him, and more and more people left the scene in disgrace, and Kishida suddenly remembered that he still didn't know what the fourth prize was.

"Oh, the fourth prize is a Kamen Superman card set, but this card set is specially made by the manufacturer for the mall to do a lottery, I heard that there will inevitably be a gold card in it, well, this thing is still quite tempting for children, fortunately, today is not a rest day, children have to go to class, otherwise there will be more people in this mall."

"I see"

Kishida nodded clearly, inevitably a little disappointed in his heart, he didn't like to watch special effects, so he was quite indifferent to Kamen Superman.

Oh yes, those three imps in the Junior Detective Corps really like this thing, if you really draw it, sell it to them, I heard the doctor say that Ayumi is still quite rich, anyway, it's more cost-effective than drawing a tissue

"What are you thinking, it's your turn?"

At this time, the fat house directly broke Kishida's illusions.

"I'm wondering if I get the dog food you want and sell it to you cheaper than the market price."

Kishida raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, but you have to draw it."

「ok」

Kishida chuckled and nodded, and at this moment, the last customer in front of him also shook a bead.

"Da Da Da"

The silver-white beads rolled down the iron plate, accompanied by a second of silence, and the staff who looked at the beads frantically shook the bell in their hands.

"Congratulations to this customer, congratulations to this customer for winning a box of luxury dog food for the third prize this time."

「」

With the congratulations of the staff and the joy of the customers who won the third prize, Kishida and Fat House looked at each other expressionlessly.

"Looks like your plan has gone up in thin air."

The fat house had a black face, and said helplessly.

"Well, I've actually lost much hope for my luck for a long time, forget it, it's okay with tissues."

Because of the habit of nature, Kishida recovered quickly, shook his head, and walked to the hand-cranked lottery machine with a chuckle.

"Sir, why are you here again?"

However, before he could turn the wheel, the staff behind the lottery machine suddenly stared at him, and said very dissatisfied behind Kishida.

Kishida subconsciously turned his head, thinking that he was talking about the fat house behind him, and he was secretly wondering if the mall was not limited to one lottery now

But he didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, he saw the bald man who had just won the first and second prizes, walking over with a sneer, lined up behind the fat man. In an instant, he understood who the person the staff was talking about.

"That, that, isn't there no limit to one draw now?"

The middle-aged man asked with a red face.

"Hey, I said that you are a person, why are you so greedy, you have won the first prize and the second prize, do you still want to get the fourth prize?"

Before the staff could speak, the fat house on the side was already muttering dissatisfied, and as he spoke, his eyes looked greedily and regretfully at the photo album held by the bald man.

"That's it."

The staff echoed with the same dissatisfaction, but he didn't say anything to drive them away, after all, the rules had been changed because of their own greed.

"Hey, hey"

The bald man smiled embarrassedly with a red face, but seeing that the fat house was still looking at him dissatisfied, he scratched his head and explained in a low voice

"Actually, I didn't want the first prize and the second prize, and I didn't expect to draw this."

Everyone present, including Kishida, couldn't help but have a few question marks in their minds when they heard the words

Listen, is this talking about human words?

Kishida glanced at him expressionlessly, turned around and spun the wheel fiercely, as if he wanted to vent.

"Then what do you want, everything else has been drawn, and now there is only the fourth prize left, so it won't be a tissue."

"No, what I want is the fourth prize, that, I've liked Kamen Superman for a long time, and I only have the gold card left to collect all the cards, and I heard that there is this in the fourth prize here, so I stopped by, but I drew it twice, but I didn't expect it to be the first prize and the second prize, alas, I don't know if I should say that I was lucky, or if I was unlucky."

The bald man scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed that he was such a big person and still liked special effects.

"Hmph"

However, because of Emperor Ou's speech, the two non-chieftains had already provoked the two non-chieftains to look at him indifferently, probably wanting to kill him.

Kishida was angry and stared at the lottery machine with resentment, secretly hoping that he could sanction and end this damn guy