"Boss, one more go." Smiling, Heath took out a hundred League Coins and handed them to the shabby middle-aged man. The man accepted them with a chuckle, had Heath sign an agreement, then called Ursaring out.
"Trainer! This guy is obviously scamming people! Why are you still throwing rings?!" Zorua bounced anxiously around Heath, making him seriously worry that his head would become Zorua's dance floor later.
"Actually, make it two." Heath took out another hundred. The stallholder accepted it gleefully and even gave Heath a smug pat on the shoulder, wishing him luck.
Heath smiled. Zorua was almost going out of his mind, but Heath naturally had a reason for daring to do this. He took a piece of gum from his pocket, popped it into his mouth, and chewed, then looked at Ursaring standing before him with a thoroughly unenthusiastic expression. Clearly, Ursaring did not particularly want to cooperate with his trainer in this idiotic game either.
"Ursaring, look, isn't that a pack of tissues? That's obviously the pack of tissues you're supposed to land on in a moment, right?" Heath pointed toward the Treasure Pirate King manga with a smile. Ursaring stared blankly in that direction, then nodded.
Heath took Ursaring's hand and tossed him that way. Ursaring obligingly walked over and, under the astonished gazes of the stallholder and the onlookers, fell onto the manga collection, pressing the books beneath him squarely under the ring on his body.
"This..." The shabby stallholder stared blankly at the scene. What was going on? He frowned and glanced at the device on his wrist. It showed no indication of psychic powers being used, so why had Ursaring gone and ringed that manga set?
"Trainer, you're amazing!!!" Zorua's excited voice nearly made Heath's head explode. This little fellow got far