So charming, you want me to raise Pokémon?

Chapter 20 Ralts' Whole World

"Does your raffle box actually contain prizes?"

After spending five yuan, Wei Xin took the raffle ticket, led Ralts to the raffle box, and asked the young lady in the red vest.

He recalled a story he had once heard online.

God gave Xiaoming a chance to go back to yesterday. Xiaoming memorized the lottery numbers and bought a ticket. After the draw, he found that the numbers had changed. Xiaoming was puzzled, and God was also puzzled. So God gave Xiaoming another chance. The numbers changed again, but the person claiming the prize remained the same.

God was even more puzzled and decided to send Xiaoming back to yesterday and let him win the lottery.

Finally, Xiaoming was imprisoned for fraud after counterfeiting lottery tickets.

So, while lotteries seem to be all about luck on the surface, they also involve conscience behind the scenes.

"Don't worry, sir," the lottery teller said, "I guarantee that all the prizes on the shelf are in the box. Donghuang people don't lie to Donghuang people."

You might get a reward from the box, but actually getting a reward from the box is highly unlikely.

Why is your head so pointy, you lottery draw clerk?

Based on the lottery operator's psychological state, Wei Xin deduced that there must have been a mechanism designed into the lottery box, preventing customers from winning the prizes inside.

This shows that the boss has a conscience, but not much.

Therefore, the boss deserves a thumbs up, but upside down.

"Are the soothing bells and Karunai handbags on your shelves genuine?" Wei Xin asked again in order to gather information.

"Absolutely genuine," the lottery draw clerk said.

How else could we lure you in if it wasn't genuine?

[You'd never guess, but I put the first and second prizes in the corner of the raffle box.]

[My girlfriends are coming over tomorrow, I'm sure we'll win all the prizes.]

I see. But now that I'm here, you and your girlfriends have no tomorrow.

"Sir, are you going to draw a prize or not? There are other customers waiting," the lottery drawer urged.

Even if you're good-looking, it shouldn't stop us from doing business.

"Of course I'll draw," Wei Xin put his hand into the lottery box and asked, "Suppose, I mean suppose, if I draw the first or second prize, can I just take it? You won't exchange it for something else, or make me fight with the supermarket staff to take it, will you?"

"You don't still have the final say, do you?"

Then I'll pull out my Poké Ball, point it out, and say, "I'm not going to listen to your explanation. You're not worthy of it."

"We operate with integrity and there would be absolutely no such behavior," the lottery clerk assured. "As long as you can produce the ball, we will give you the prize."

[With capital at its disposal, you still want to win the grand prize? If you can actually win it, I'll eat this entire lottery box on the spot.]

There's a way to eat it without dipping sauce.

"Oh, sir, what do you want?"

In front of the lottery clerk, Wei Xin propped himself up on the table and stuffed his entire arm into the lottery box.

Wait, don't touch there! No!

Amid the lottery draw attendant's gasp, Wei Xin touched the spot that the female lottery draw attendant was trying her best to protect, unwilling to let anyone touch it, and then stopped.

There are two rewards: one is a Soothing Bell, which can soothe a Pokémon's mind and increase its friendship level; the other is a co-branded handbag, which, as the first prize, is definitely more expensive than the Soothing Bell.

Although Wei Xin really wanted the co-branded handbag, it was clear that the Soothing Bell was better for Ralts, so he had to decide which award he had.

[I was terrified! I thought he was going to snatch the bag away. This bag is a rare find; it originally cost over four thousand, and now it can sell for five figures online.]

The lottery clerk sighed, and then saw Wei Xin's lips curl into a smile, his arm swiveling as he reached for another corner.

I'm waiting to see what you're thinking. What are you waiting for?

My turn, draw a card.

Wait a minute, that place isn't allowed either!

Without saying a word, Wei Xin used his fingers to pull the lottery ball off the corner, and two popping sounds came from the box.

When Wei Xin pulled his hand out of the box, he discovered that there was another ball stuck to the back of the lottery ball he had pulled off.

"Second prize and first prize..." When the lottery drawer saw Wei Xin draw out two big prizes at once, he was first surprised, and then quickly covered his mouth.

Is this reasonable?

No, I haven't even asked yet. Why would someone who won the lottery ask?

Seemingly sensing something was wrong, the lottery clerk looked down at Ralts at Wei Xin's feet. Unfortunately, Ralts' head was covered by its cat-ear hat, obscuring its horns, so even using psychic powers, it couldn't be seen.

"Ugh, why is this lottery ball so sticky..."

"Well, this customer is really lucky to have won the first prize. As for the extra fifth prize, perhaps the previous customer had oil on their hands. In that case, consider it a little surprise from our supermarket and give it to this customer as well."

The lottery drawer shook the bell in his hand and shouted loudly, then with lightning speed threw the ball marked "Second Prize" back into the lottery box.

[If he wins the prize, it's the boss who loses money. I might get a scolding at most, but if word gets out that he cheated, I'll lose my job. The boss might even make me pay for it. Waaah.]

What are you whining about? If you knew this would happen, why did you tamper with it in the first place?

Do you now realize you were wrong? Do you realize you're going to lose your job?

However, Wei Xin did not intend to pursue the matter relentlessly. After all, it was the rule that each person could draw a prize once and receive one reward. Although the other party had tampered with the game, it was still within the rules.

Ralts helped him get an extra second prize, which was considered breaking the rules.

They need to be properly educated afterward.

"Ahem, sir, come with me to the back warehouse in a bit, and I'll redeem all three prizes for you," the lottery clerk whispered in Wei Xin's ear.

"Anyway, there's still some Soothing Bells in stock in the warehouse. We can just change the data on the order later."

You all heard it; it was she who wanted to give it to me, not me.

When Wei Xin came out of the supermarket, in addition to spending money and buying things, he also had a handbag and a comforting bell in his hand, not afraid of being found out later.

Lottery drawer: Don't underestimate my connection to work, you bastard.

Wei Xin put down the daily necessities he was holding, took out the Soothing Bell, hung it on Ralts' wrist, and squatted down in front of Ralts to ask.

"Did you use telekinesis in the supermarket just now?" Wei Xin asked, holding Ralts's small hand and staring into her eyes.

"Ralts!" Ralts shook his head.

Although she did use her psychic powers, her initial intention was to exchange that ball for the trainer's ball, because she felt that was what the trainer wanted more.

She didn't know why things had turned out this way.

She sensed that the trainer seemed a little unhappy.

"Ralts, tell me the truth. Don't worry, this is the first time you've made a mistake, so I won't be angry or scold you," Wei Xin said gently.

"So, did you use telekinesis or not?"

"Ralts~" Ralts nodded, then hugged Wei Xin's neck tightly, the soothing bell on her wrist swaying gently, making a crisp sound.

Even the soothing bell could not calm Ralts's unease.

I know I was wrong, please don't be angry.

She wasn't afraid of being scolded by her trainer; she was just afraid that her trainer would dislike her and abandon her.

"Okay, okay, I told you I won't be angry," Wei Xin gently patted Ralts' head, "but this is a one-time exception, remember?"

"Besides, you're such a cute little guy, how could I bear to dislike you?" Wei Xin reached out and poked Ralts's forehead with his finger.

After saying that, Wei Xin shrunk the strap of the small crossbody bag to a suitable size and put it on Ralts.

"Ralts?" Ralts looked down at the bag on her shoulder, then looked up, her face blank.

"Hmm, the blue and white combination looks better than I expected," Wei Xin exclaimed. The reason he hesitated was simply because he thought the crossbody bag would look great on Ralts.

"Otherwise, why do you think I would want this handbag?"

Well, price is only a small factor. Wei Xin believes that if a girl can adorn herself with cheap jewelry, she must be a treasure worth cherishing. But if a girl can only use cheap jewelry to embellish herself, she must be a girl who needs to be cared for.

"Ralu!"

Sensing her trainer's intention, Ralts grabbed the two sides of the bag, pointing it towards the sky. Her eyes were like a beach at sunset, shimmering in the breeze, as if this small bag, less than twenty centimeters long, contained her and her trainer's entire world.

"From now on, you can put all your favorite things in the small bag," Wei Xin said, squatting down in front of Ralts.

"Ralu!" Ralulas responded happily, then lifted her handbag, stood on tiptoe, and placed the bag upside down on Wei Xin's head.

Trainers are his favorite thing.

"You little rascal! Let's go home." Wei Xin affectionately patted Ralts' head, picked it up with his bag over his shoulder, and carried it on his shoulder.

Ralts hugged the handbag close to her body; now, the whole world was in her arms, and she would never lose it.