The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 44

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But then blonde Naoya with fox eyes glanced sideways and caught the promo on the TV—every purchase of 10 boxes or more gets a chance at a raffle, and the grand prize is a handshake and photo with the spokesperson.

Naoya Zen'in: "..."

Naoya stood frozen in place, silent for a few seconds.

After a few seconds, he first opened his bankbook with unbelievable speed to check, then quickly dialed the hotline number shown on the TV:

"Hello, the corn cicada pupa bitter melon milk? Send me 1,000 boxes first."

Naoya Zen'in: The grand prize is definitely mine! The one shaking hands and taking photos with Toji-kun is going to be me!!

Naoya Zen'in expression meme: I'm buying out the whole stock!.jpg

Chihori checked the orders after the ad went out and was pleasantly surprised to see that her innovative flavor—corn cicada pupa bitter melon milk—had surprisingly high sales.

Chihori (tearing up happily, wiping her tears): [Woo, I knew it. Someone out there would appreciate the taste of corn cicada pupa bitter melon milk—this is the magical milk that lets you experience that "getting hurt" feeling without actually getting hit by a dump truck!]

System: [Nobody actually wants to experience that feeling, though!]

[Besides, you could say this is like getting a head start on the taste of summer.]

System: [Well, that's a truly bitter summer.jpg]

System, seriously advising, [And although the sales are high, take a look at the order sources—the addresses are almost all from the Zen'in family. You can guess it—they must be from Naoya, right!!]

Chihori: [Well, that's another unexpected joy.]

System: [?]

Chihori: [Taking money from the Zen'in family to give to Toji-san, who's also from the Zen'in clan—that's like getting wool from the sheep itself.]

[Taking money from the feudal Zen'in heir to support a free man who broke away from the feudal trash heap—that's using the corrupt landlord class's funds to fuel a peasant revolution of the new era!!]

System, cosmic thinking upgrade, [... Meaning, massively overstated!]

Meanwhile, Chihori's Dog Cocky Cat Brand milk was raking in lots of orders and small money, filling the air with a happy vibe.

On the other side, in the Zen'in family heir's room sat box after box of corn cicada pupa bitter melon milk, the air thick with a weird, tense heat.

Naoya was sitting on the tatami, his hands and the table in front of him covered in lottery tickets.

A servant nearby helped unpack a big package containing 10 boxes of milk and handed the lottery tickets to Naoya.

Naoya grabbed them without even looking back, scratching off the coating with a skill that almost hurt to watch.

"Damn it...! Still nothing. This one is first prize... Who the hell wants another box of this stuff?!"

Naoya threw the scratched ticket on the floor and grabbed a new one, muttering, "Come on, give me the grand prize, the grand prize..."

"Master Naoya," the servant standing properly beside him bowed and spoke up, "Why don't you rest first? We can scratch the tickets for you and tell you when you win, how about that?"

"No way!" Naoya waved his big hand, refusing right away, "If I can't see that moment of surprise myself, what's the point of drawing the cards!"

"I have to see it with my own eyes—the exact moment the ticket to meet Toji-kun appears!"

With that said, Naoya sat up straighter, more motivated, and kept scratching.

The servant hesitated but finally asked, "...Young Master, about all this milk piled up here..."

"Keep going! Just like we planned from the start, hand it out directly to the people downstairs. Consider it my good deed."

Naoya waved off the concern casually and generously added, "Good things like this don't come around every year. Everyone should drink it, no need to be polite."

Servant: ...But, um, the people downstairs don't dare drink it.

The flavor's name was just too terrifying. The last brave person who tried it had been unconscious for hours, and no one else dared drink it!

But since it was from the Zen'in heir, no one dared refuse it openly, so they could only find ways to secretly get rid of it later.

—For example, one servant, Servant A, suggested using it as rat poison to kill the mice in the house. It could also be used as pesticide to wipe out pests.

Truly, one milk with many uses—besides drinking it, it could do just about anything!

Naoya's attention stayed fixed on the lottery tickets in front of him. With a mix of nervousness and hope, he carefully scratched off another ticket—

But again, no win.

Naoya, his blonde hair sticking up like a fox's fur on end, threw the ticket on the floor hard and shouted angrily, "Damn it! Why isn't there a single grand prize?!"

His narrow, upturned eyes squinted dangerously, full of threat: "Could it be that this company is lying? That there's actually no grand prize at all?"

"If I find out this Dog Cocky Cat company actually dared to screw me over, I won't let it slide!" Naoya's anger surged as he slammed the table hard.

The servants nearby stood there trembling, careful not to get caught in Naoya's wrath.

Naoya stared at the table for a few seconds, then swept all the scratched-off tickets off the table with his wide sleeves. He picked up a new, unscratched ticket.

He glanced at the piles of milk next to him, thought for a moment, and muttered to himself, "...Oh, I get it. Maybe the reason I haven't gotten the grand prize is that I'm scratching the tickets wrong, not being devout enough?"

"If I want the chance to meet Toji-kun, maybe I need to add a condition."

Naoya raised his hand and grabbed a box of corn cicada pupa bitter melon milk, frowning. "I need to drink this while scratching."

The servants nearby gasped in shock, "Master, please reconsider!"

"What's there to reconsider?" Naoya looked back at them. "Didn't you just take some of this milk to bring back with you?"

Servants: "Ah, well... that..."

They planned to use it as rat poison!!

Naoya lowered his head, his blonde hair shining under the light. His upturned fox eyes locked on the milk in front of him.

Naoya looked down at the corn cicada pupa bitter melon milk in his hand. "Since this is Toji-kun's choice..."

With lightning speed, he raised his hand and, precise and fierce, stabbed in the straw, then took a big gulp and swallowed!

Time seemed to freeze; everything in the room stopped.

A gentle breeze brushed the tree branches outside the window, making a soft rustling. Flower buds bloomed with a slight "pop." Colorful little butterflies fluttered their wings, dancing lightly through the flowers.

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