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Hisashi stumbles down the crowded streets of a festival in a daze.
Inko's birthday is coming up and he has no idea what to get her.
You'd think after dating for years for years on end and proposing to her would give him the slightest idea but nope, he's absolutely lost.
Inko isn't a materialistic person. It's definitely a good trait to have, but for someone who has near infinite money it just feels like unnecessary stress, to be so frugal all the time. Oh well, maybe she simply sees things differently than him.
Hisashi ruminates and mumbles as he follows the flow of the crowd. Going through lists of things in his mind, quickly crossing things off one after the other of a multitude of reasons.
That is, until Hisashi slows to a stop in front of the giant bunny plushie.
Oh this'll be perfect.
–
After inwardly scoffing at the man who failed to get any prize for his now-slightly-more-upset child, he walks up to the counter and puts down a huge wad of cash, to the surprise of the operator who tells him it only costs three dollars.
Hisashi says he can keep the change and throws up a little at the heroic-ish gesture.
Hisashi winds his arm back and stretches, his grip firm. Such a simple game, all you have to do is throw the rings on the bottle. He'll be done in no time and he'll have a wonderful gift for Inko.
He throws.
And the ring bounces off the bottles.
Oh well, we all can't win on our first try. At least they give you five rings instead of just one.
When he throws the second one, he activates a simple aiming quirk. His eyes intently focused on the bottle in the middle.
The ring stops in midair, right in front of the bottles and falls unceremoniously to the ground. Somehow.
Hisashi side-eyes the operator who turns around to face the wall in shame.
"W-we, uh, have a ban on a-aiming quirks, sir." The grown man whimpers, sliding more into the corner.
Hisashi scoffs once more"...Do you have any other types of quirks banned?" Hisashi says.
"....No?"
Hisashi narrows his eyes at him before returning to his prior activity. He didn't need some quirk to win this simple game anyways.
He takes his sweet time aiming. And he throws, he throws hard.
This time the ring decides to break physics in another way. It speeds up tremendously while completely reverseing its trajectory, whizzing right past Hisashi's ear as he gawks in disbelief.
He wasn't even using a fucking quirk that time.
Hisashi slowly turns back to the operator, his face shadowed in danger. He watches coldly as the man cowers from him and flails to unlock the door right in front of him.
He grabs the poor man by the scruff of his neck.
He was in for quite the world of hell.
–
After threatening his life multiple ways, listing off all his personal information and pretty much scarring him for life, Hisashi finally knows the way to win this.
He stands there with all the rings and a rubber grabber in hand. Even though he had carried his soul all the way up to the stratosphere, dangling him over his precious little building, apparently he physically couldn't just give him the toy.
The only way to actually get any of the prizes off the shelf was to win the game, so staff has to have these "reach extenders" to change out the toys every once and a while.
The man offered to do it for him (before passing out of either pure fear or dehydration) but Hisashi wants to win this with (at least some of his) dignity.
Inko isn't materialistic. And although this huge stuffed bunny does count as a material possession all the work he's had to put in to get surely cancels it out.
Hisashi places a ring in the grabber, and sets in on that same Coca-Cola bottle that he's stared daggers into for at least 3 hours now.
It stays. Hisashi silently rejoices.
And then it jumps off the bottle. Why does god hate him?
He takes a deep breath and tries again. He's the Demon King, he can't be getting so bent outta shape over something as trivial as this.
He slowly places a ring on a bottle and it stays.
The, it explodes.
At this point he's stopped questioning it. Carnival game's gonna carnival game he supposes.
When he goes to place another one, the whole station beeps loudly and glows red saying "NOT ENOUGH MONEY TO CONTINUE" over and over again. A metal door denies his access to the bottles and by proxy; the bunny.
And that's when he explodes.
Literally.
–
Hisashi hums happily as ever as he walks out of the debris of the carnival game with his hard-earned prize. There's some rips and a bit of soot on it but it's nothing he can't fix.
Maybe he could've avoided all this stress if he had just stolen it to begin with.
He is a villain after all.