Humble, self-effacing boy genius Ken Ichijouji is above carnival games. But if people feel compelled to put themselves in his way, it's only polite to oblige them, is it not? This absolutely must be the logic he has employed thus far. This is the rational explanation for why such a mature young man should end up with more carnival prizes than he can hold.

Why he appears to be looking for a trash can, though, is anybody's guess. As is why he's followed by a Wurmple and a Ledyba, each holding up prizes. Trainer! You left these!

.....There is also, on the complete opposite side of the Vale, a Venipede holding a stuffed Drifloon and looking on the verge of tears. Again. Again. He lost Ken-chan again.