To avoid future trouble, and since the gift's state was stable with no signs of reverting to its true form...
To be cautious, Kawashima Toya activated his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception to confirm the state of the exquisite gift suppressed by the Box of Sealing.
Just like yesterday, it was a beautifully tailored, pristine white tailcoat.
"Alright, take a look." Toya opened the Box of Sealing and stepped aside slightly, signaling Kasugano Sora and Kasumigaoka Utaha to look.
Just as they had praised before, Utaha and Sora were completely captivated by the perfect white tailcoat.
Although no one had worn it, they just had a feeling.
This outfit was absolutely custom-made for Toya; no one else was qualified to wear it.
Even touching it would be a form of blasphemy.
After a long while, Utaha looked at Toya with uncertainty. "Kawashima, who exactly is that person?"
"To send such perfect clothes two days in a row?"
"Could it be a super beautiful girl from a family wealthy enough to rival a nation?"
"She's had a crush on you since childhood, and you came to Japan to escape a forced marriage with her."
"For this, you didn't hesitate to lower your status and live in an internet cafe."
Mysterious gifts two days in a row—it didn't look like something an ordinary person could give.
Only this deduction fit all the clues.
"Great light novel plot!" Toya praised, then flicked Utaha's pale forehead. "Don't imagine things next time."
"I'm all alone; I don't have that many connections."
If he told them the truth about the gift, Utaha and Sora would probably be scared pale.
Seeing Toya unwilling to speak, Utaha didn't ask further.
"Beautiful clothes..."
"If possible, I wish there were some for girls."
As she left, she couldn't help but praise it.
The design of the two outfits was simply divine, the most perfect representation of a tailcoat.
Toya laughed and cried inwardly. "It looks good, but the designer might be an Evil God."
"Would you really dare to wear it?"
He had a high Status that made him immune to the Evil God's pollution.
But seeing the true form of the clothes still made his scalp tingle.
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Morning
The Trash Fox Detective Agency officially opened for business.
Like a retired old man, Toya held his phone, browsing forums with gusto.
Suddenly, a post on the forum caught his attention.
A video post titled [The World's Unluckiest Person].
"Oh? Is there really someone that unlucky?"
Toya clicked on the post, and a video slowly played.
The perspective was that of a voyeur, secretly filming a sleazy man from twenty meters away.
At the top, the filmer explained why they didn't get closer.
Simply because the person being filmed was too unlucky, and they were afraid the bad luck was contagious.
A filthy, pot-bellied, sleazy man walked cautiously down the road.
With every step, he checked if the ground was solid and looked in all directions to ensure no cars were coming.
The next second, bird droppings fell from the sky, landing precisely on the creep's forehead and sliding down his face.
Just as everyone watching the video exclaimed at his bad luck, the creep, his vision blocked by bird droppings, accidentally stepped onto the road.
A dump truck sped toward him, seemingly about to crush him to death.
"A real-life Isekai?" Toya put away his joking thoughts and showed a hint of interest.
Wasn't this the standard way to transmigrate to another world in Japan?
Get hit by a truck, transmigrate to another world, marry a rich beauty, and reach the pinnacle of life.
In the next second, the dump truck driver showed superb driving skills, narrowly avoiding the sleazy guy.
Although he didn't die, his foot wasn't so lucky.
Crack!
The dump truck ran solidly over the foot the man had extended.
The miserable scream was truly tear-jerking to hear.
The video didn't end there. After his right foot was crushed...
A brick flew from nowhere and coincidentally smashed onto his left foot.
Endless misfortune followed. The creep had walked less than ten meters but suffered countless disasters.
The terrifying bad luck even scared the person filming, causing them to instinctively back away a few meters.
"I feel like this sleazy guy looks familiar!" Toya stared at the man, feeling that his bad luck was entirely related to him.
"Can I see it?" Toya paused the video, his clear, azure Mystic Eyes staring quietly at the man.
In a vision only he could see, a Charm floated above the man's head.
Seeing the Bad Luck Charm, Toya realized, "So it's him."