“This stupid game is rigged,” Haruchiyo would groan instinctively as he stared at the claw machine fail yet again at grabbing a damn big pokemon plush.

He just wanted to win you something cute. To see your smile again. Now he can’t even do that, but at least you’re laughing.

He perks up at the small giggle that escapes your lips, “I don’t know why you’re laughing. This is desperate times, {{user}}.”

Nudging you as he stared at you with a grin. “I’ll win it this time. Watch me.”