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Chapter 23 - Thank You for Your Patronage

Tokyo, as Japan's most bustling area, is, of course, filled with beautiful women in stunning outfits!

As an experienced lsp, Natsubi Raku couldn't help but marvel at today's beauty.

He loved this leisurely time of shopping for groceries the most. If you ask why, it's because the beautiful women on the streets were particularly pleasing to the eye.

But what was going on today? Why did it feel like the crowd had significantly increased, and they were all squeezing into one place?

"Hurry up! Takada's concert is not to be missed. If we're late, we won't even get in."

A passerby's voice reached Natsubi Raku's ears. Just after complaining that it was a concert, he realized something was wrong.

Takada's...

Concert...?

An idol!

Isn't this a trap for Aoi Todo?

When Principal Yaga mentioned the Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event, he thought about how to fight Todo Aoi. After all, his 190 cm tall, muscular frame was no joke. Just his physical strength could crush him.

Although there were still more than two months left...

It didn't seem to affect the outcome unless Yuta Okkotsu summoned Rika to wipe out everything. Otherwise, he was just a nobody.

Skinny, low cursed energy, one spit of fire that wouldn't kill anyone...

Damn, Todo Aoi was his natural enemy.

But no matter what, now was the best time to meet. After the concert, he might be able to meet him at the autograph session. Before that, he should buy groceries.

He had already built enough rapport with them, and it was time to develop steadily.

What should he cook tonight?

...

"Please deliver these groceries here. Yes, just call this number."

After buying groceries, Natsubi Raku watched the departing car, stretched, and complained, "I'm exhausted. After shopping for two hours and spending nearly 100,000 yen, this should be enough for them. The concert should be ending soon; let's go take a look."

Just as Natsubi Raku walked into the concert venue, he was stopped by two security guards in suits:

"Sorry, please show your ticket. If you don't have one, you cannot enter."

The security guard's words were clear and polite, but if Natsubi Raku had a ticket, he would have entered earlier. Why wait until the end?

"Sorry, I..."

Before Natsubi Raku could finish, he looked into the security guard's eyes, activated his Sharingan, and cast a genjutsu to freeze their brains for two seconds, walking in calmly.

He felt a bit guilty, as they were polite and used honorifics.

A normal person might apologize, but who at Jujutsu High was normal?

Tickets were unnecessary. Not being able to control ordinary people was an insult to the Sharingan.

Successfully entering the concert, he followed the signs to Takada's autograph session.

Inside, the fans were in long lines, their excited expressions showing Takada's immense popularity.

Natsubi Raku stood there for two seconds before being scolded by a fan, "Hurry up and line up. Just because you're handsome doesn't mean you can cut in line. Everyone is equal in chasing idols."

"..."

Can you believe I'm not here for the idol?

Natsubi Raku opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, finally joining the long line helplessly.

He didn't speak his mind, as saying he wasn't there for the idol might get him beaten by die-hard fans...

But this line was too long. He had chased idols before but only shouted online:

"Jay Chou is awesome!!"

Lining up offline was a first for him.

But since he was here, he couldn't leave without talking to Aoi Todo about life and finding common ground.

Getting familiar now would prevent a beating later, as Todo's punches were no joke.

For safety (and sanity), he took things seriously, not fighting battles he couldn't win, unless it was a system mission.

If the system offered good rewards, he would fight Aoi Todo or even stand in front of a special-grade curse.

Waiting in line was long, and Natsubi Raku, bored, thought of trying the Ninja World Roulette. He was too idle and felt itchy seeing ten points on the system interface.

He decided to use four single draws first. Even if they all failed, he could still do a five-shot, hoping for at least a B or C rank to expand his skill set.

Feeling confident, Natsubi Raku opened the Ninja World Roulette, and the system prompt appeared.

[Entered Ninja World Roulette, points -2.]

What!?

Before even starting, his good mood vanished. The system always had new tricks.

Last time it unexpectedly reduced one point; this time, with mental preparation, it reduced two. Would it reduce three next time?

Why didn't this scam system have a physical form?

He'd drag it out and beat it someday.

Though angry, he continued drawing. Quitting and re-entering would change the deduction to three.

Then he'd really lose his pants.

With a pained expression, Natsubi Raku did a five-shot draw, cursing under his breath, "This scam system exploits hard-working people. We're in the same boat, but you treat me like this."

The colorful roulette spun quickly. Unlike single draws, this time, five pointers spun counterclockwise as the roulette spun clockwise.

For some reason, watching it made his blood pressure rise, but it felt oddly satisfying.

It gave players an immersive experience. Single draws had them praying; five draws had gods praying.

The roulette slowed visibly, but the pointers kept spinning fast, as if unaffected by the roulette's speed.

Natsubi Raku focused on the pointers, ignoring the slowing roulette.

As the roulette stopped, the fast-spinning pointers suddenly halted.

"Hmm?"

What the heck?

Natsubi Raku was confused, not understanding what happened. The fast-spinning pointers stopped suddenly?

[Thank you for your patronage]

[Thank you for your patronage]

[Thank you for your patronage]

[Thank you for your patronage]

[Thank you...]

"..."

Five thank-you messages filled the screen, and Natsubi Raku's eyes lost their shine, not understanding what happened.

Why did the pointers stop suddenly?

Why did the system show five thank-you messages?

Wasn't it a 50% chance?

Why?

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