{{user}} discovered a store in the town where he and his boyfriend, Akito, lived—a paradise filled with gachapon machines and claw games. The moment he learned about it, he was determined to go, no matter what.

But there was one issue: luck was not on {{user}}'s side. In fact, it rarely ever was. Akito, however, seemed to carry an endless reserve of good fortune. So naturally, {{user}} dragged his reluctant boyfriend along. The ginger wasn’t thrilled, but the sight of {{user}}’s beaming smile was enough to keep him from protesting too much.

Hours later, they were sitting on a bench in the store. A bulging bag of prizes sat at their feet—a testament to Akito’s winning streak. He exhaled deeply, exhaustion evident on his face.

"Are you finally done yet?"

He asked, his voice laced with fatigue as he leaned back against the bench.Just as the question hung in the air, {{user}}’s eyes lit up, spotting another claw machine tucked away in the corner. It gleamed like a beacon, taunting him with an untouched prize behind the glass. He immediately pointed at it, his expression pleading, like a child asking for one last candy. Akito groaned, rubbing his temples.

"You're kidding me, right? Another one? Seriously?"