That's right!
The perverts who had been under the close watch of the two police officers were none other than Yamamoto's group of four, who had come to attend the Momo Fan Meeting!
Yamamoto had discovered this news purely by chance while browsing Twitter earlier.
The moment he saw it, he made up his mind: even if it meant bankrupting himself, he was going to attend this fan meeting!
As for the reason?
Of course it wasn't just to see his idol offline.
There was also this—
Momo herself had replied on Twitter, saying that she really would draw lucky fans on-site to "collaborate" with her!!!
Collaborate!
What kind of collaboration could you have with an AV actress? Obviously, only the kind he was imagining!!!
Before this, he had thought that those DVDs labeled "Fan Appreciation Festival" were all fake.
Who would've thought they were actually real?!
Was Yamamoto really going to put on a mask and have an intimate encounter with his goddess?!
Just thinking about it made Yamamoto's breathing grow rapid. As long as he got the special ticket distributed by Momo sama, he could—
Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!
He absolutely had to seize this opportunity!
This might very well be the only chance of his entire life!
As for Nojima and the others, they didn't know about this at all. Just the fan meeting alone was enough to get them fired up with excitement—they didn't need any extra motivation.
Of course, Yamamoto had no intention of telling those bastards about this either!
The fact that he had even shared the news of the fan meeting with them already counted as benevolence. How could he possibly let them compete with him for such a rare opportunity!
That was not something you could just casually give up~
And besides… even this piece of information hadn't been free!
Looking at the excited expressions of the three idiots, a cruel smile curled up at the corner of Yamamoto's mouth.
Although he was very confident in his looks, as a cautious person, Yamamoto had still made thorough preparations.
What if Momo sama didn't like his type of "handsome guy" and instead preferred people like Nojima and the others…?
Then the final ticket would still be his!
As long as he held the ticket, he couldn't be rejected, right?
He had brought triple insurance!
No matter which of the three got the ticket, he would kill that person without hesitation!
No one was going to stop him from truly stepping into the temple of manhood!
Tools should have the awareness of being tools!
At this moment, the three "tools" had no idea what awaited them. They were still excitedly discussing what they should say when they met their goddess.
Calling her a goddess was really just their own wishful thinking—they were simply a bunch of horny old men. If they paid a bit more attention to their goddess's Twitter, this would be a completely different story.
Fujiwara: "We'll definitely be able to hold hands, right?!"
Yamamoto: "Heh heh, of course. I already checked—there'll be some simple interactions this time!"
Mitarai: "Interactions? Then touching boobs should be okay too, right?"
Nojima: "What are you thinking, you idiot? How can a gentleman be that rude!"
After saying that, Nojima confidently brushed his hair back.
"Stuff like that should obviously wait until she invites me for coffee and I walk her home~"
"You're even more outrageous, you know that?!"
Yamamoto shouted at Nojima, as if only doing so could calm the anxiety in his own heart.
When he heard the word "invite," he nearly panicked to death, thinking his flawless plan had been exposed.
Thankfully, thankfully—this bastard was just fantasizing.
"Can you guys be a bit more realistic? I'd already feel my life was complete just touching her hand!"
Fujiwara said indignantly. These guys were way too full of themselves!
"Man, you're way too easy to satisfy. By the way, can't we really touch boobs? I mean, AV actresses—"
"Shut up!"
Before Mitarai could finish, Yamamoto cut him off.
Yamamoto glared angrily at Mitarai.
"I won't allow you to insult my goddess!
Those things are just work necessities! In real life, Momo is a very innocent and pure person!!!"
Yamamoto, who had been cramming every possible piece of information about Momo lately, had completely turned into a fanatic.
Especially when he thought about his goddess helping him fulfill the ultimate dream of his life, Yamamoto had fully descended into religious-level obsession!
Even scarier than Kohei!
"..."
Nojima and the other two fell silent. They really couldn't equate that profession with the word "pure."
However, there was one point in Yamamoto's words they did agree with—that was just a job, after all. There was no way they could just rush over like total perverts.
They were gentlemen!
Mitarai apologized for his earlier inappropriate remark—mainly because Yamamoto's gaze was terrifying.
He was afraid Yamamoto might turn around and tell Rie that he had come to Tokyo to attend an AV actress fan meeting…
You see, he had snuck out without telling her.
If Rie found out about this, he'd probably be stuck in a hospital bed for a while.
Or maybe… for the rest of his life.
As her childhood friend, Mitarai knew very well—his girlfriend really was capable of something like that!
No, no. If those idiots asked about it later, he'd just say he'd already informed Rie-chan.
Anyway, Yamamoto and the others weren't like that bastard Kamishiro—they didn't have Rie-chan's LINE.
Wait—
Thinking of that, Mitarai's expression gradually grew strange. It felt like he had subconsciously been ignoring a few people all along.
Where was Kamishiro?
Where was Kitahara?
Where was Imamura?!
Looking at Yamamoto and the others still enthusiastically discussing details, Mitarai felt that maybe he should… well, maybe there wasn't really a need?
Thinking carefully, it might actually be better for them if those guys didn't come.
Especially Kamishiro!
Every time he stood next to Kamishiro, Mitarai genuinely felt like a stand-in character.
Damn it!
When would the stand-in finally get to stand up?!
At that moment, the perceptive Fujiwara noticed that his good friend didn't look too well and asked in confusion,
"What's wrong, Mitarai? Not happy?"
"Huh? No… I was just thinking about a question."
"What question?"
"Is it about where you'll be buried after your girlfriend finds out? Don't worry, we've already thought it through. We'll scatter you at sea. Whenever we miss you, we'll go visit—that counts as companionship in another way."
Yamamoto and Nojima looked at him with malicious grins. Clearly, they hadn't forgotten that Mitarai had a girlfriend.
They had just been holding back, waiting for the right moment to mess with him.
Hearing this—
Mitarai was instantly alarmed. He knew these bastards were up to no good and quickly explained,
"I already told Rie-chan! Put away those ugly expressions!
I was just thinking about how a stand-in can defeat the original!"
"Tch!" ×2
Yamamoto and Nojima turned their heads away in disdain. Though suspicious, they had no way to verify it, so they could only temporarily believe him.
Hmph, lucky bastard. He'd better not let them catch any leverage!
Meanwhile, the simple-minded Fujiwara was more concerned with the latter part of Mitarai's words.
"Stand-in? Original?
Oh yeah! By the way, where did Kamishiro and the others go? Yamamoto, did you forget something?!"
As soon as Fujiwara said that, the remaining three instantly darkened their faces.
Mitarai's face darkened because every time "stand-in" and "original" were mentioned, he thought of himself and Kamishiro… way too humiliating!
Couldn't you at least pretend to be dumb?!
As for Yamamoto and Nojima…
They simply felt that mentioning those people at such a happy moment was bad luck.
Smack!
Yamamoto heavily patted the honest man on the shoulder and said seriously,
"Fujiwara, don't dwell on meaningless questions like that!"
Fujiwara: "Eh? Why? Aren't we good brothers?"
"..."
Looking at Fujiwara's clear yet foolish eyes, the two of them covered their foreheads in pain.
How had they never realized Fujiwara was this pure before?
If they'd discovered it earlier, Yamamoto wouldn't have brought this big idiot along!
Damn it—he had clearly been unconsciously ignoring this guy before, so why did he remember so clearly this time?!
Under Fujiwara's puzzled gaze, Yamamoto patted his shoulder again.
"Fujiwara, do you really think those three need to come?"
"Huh?"
"Kamishiro—no need to say more, a total scumbag. He might not even be interested in the goddess.
Kitahara—a lucky idiot. With Kotegawa already by his side, he doesn't really need this opportunity.
Kohei… I don't think I need to explain this one, right?"
And!
Most importantly!
Kamishiro and Kohei are handsome!
Although he hated to admit it, after all this time and judging from the reactions of the girls at school, Yamamoto had come to understand something.
His own handsomeness… was the subtle kind!
It couldn't appear alongside someone with overt handsomeness like Kamishiro!
Kitahara?
Ah, that was just a bonus—free with purchase.
After hearing Yamamoto's explanation, Fujiwara suddenly saw the light.
"So that's how it is! In that case, there's nothing to worry about. Let's hurry and head out!"
After all, they had arrived the same day—the fan meeting would start before long!
They needed to hurry up and secure a good position!
Right now…
They were still at the train station.
Hearing this, everyone turned their gaze toward Yamamoto—after all, he was the one who had organized everything.
Feeling the gazes of the three beasts on him, a smile couldn't help but appear on Yamamoto's face.
He—
Yamamoto—
was clearly born to be a leader!
Seeing how excited everyone was, Yamamoto didn't waste any more time. He waved his hand grandly and pointed into the distance.
"Gentlemen! Let us advance toward our goddess!"
And toward the final step on my staircase to becoming a man!
"Oh!!!" ×3
Hearing this, everyone became completely fired up and headed toward the exit.
Passersby hurriedly moved aside, staring at the four of them with looks reserved for perverts.
They'd all heard it—their destination was an AV actress fan meeting.
Even though most people present were actually quite interested in that sort of thing, as normal people there was no way they'd discuss it openly in public!
And so loudly at that!
One woman nearby even covered her daughter's eyes.
Her child was still young—she couldn't be exposed to such filthy things!
Not far away—
The two middle-aged police officers watched the four perverts' departing figures and couldn't help but feel like lighting up a cigarette.
"Did you notify Tishirō?"
"Relax. Tokyo today will surely be just as peaceful as always!"
What?
You're saying Tokyo is never peaceful?
Hah, impossible! Have you ever seen Tokyo TV broadcast an emergency alert?
(￣ω￣)
Hot Spring Inn – Men's Room
"You guys really went way too hard on me!"
The punished Kamishiro was now grimacing as he rubbed the swollen red marks on his body.
These guys seriously showed zero mercy—he felt like he'd been beaten into a full-size larger.
"Well, that's because you were desperately protecting your head."
"We were clearly aiming for your face."
Seeing how miserable Kamishiro looked, Iori not only felt no guilt at all, but even clicked his tongue in annoyance.
That face of his really was irritatingly punchable!
"If you'd just obediently let us beat you into a pig's head, you could've gone out freely. Why resist?"
Kamishiro: "????"
(▼皿▼＃)
"Listen to yourself—are you even speaking like a human being?!"
He already had a mask, sunglasses, and a hat—why the hell did he need to turn into a pig's head?!
A pig's head gave him less sense of security than any one of those items!
And also—
"What does this even have to do with you two?!"
Kamishiro glared angrily at them. Why were these two idiots even present at Aina and Chisa's interrogation of him?!
Were they family members or something?!
Almost all the injuries on his body were inflicted by these two!
Aina had only symbolically thrown one punch before leaving with Chisa and Azusa to figure out how to dress so they wouldn't be recognized when going out.
"Ha? What are you talking about?"
"We're victims too! And the biggest victims at that!"
The two of them were furious as well—why the hell were they being hunted for no reason?!
Kamishiro: "You totally brought this on yourselves!"
If those two hadn't screwed him over first, he wouldn't have resorted to such despicable tactics!
As for the self-exposure incident this time… that was completely an accident, okay?!
Who knew that just taking off a shirt at the station—not even fully naked!—could cause such a massive reaction? To this day, Kamishiro had no idea who leaked that video.
"Forget it, forget it. What's done is done—arguing won't change anything…"
Seeing the dangerous looks in their eyes, Kamishiro very wisely decided to change the subject.
The senpai had gone out to buy supplies and weren't around. Facing two enraged lunatics alone…
That might be a bit too much for him!
Hearing this—
Iori and Kohei angrily sat back down again. Just as that scumbag Kamishiro said, what happened had already happened—dwelling on it was pointless.
It was better to think of solutions.
Iori, for one, didn't really care that much. His desire to go out and play wasn't particularly strong.
With hot springs and beer, he'd be perfectly fine staying at the inn all day, then going straight to the wedding tomorrow. An entertainer's wedding… should be pretty safe.
But Kohei was different!
He wanted to go to Akihabara!
Last time, because of Kamishiro, he hadn't even gotten to properly walk around Akihabara!
This time, he was determined to fully experience maid cafés and little-sister culture!
Kohei's gaze sharpened as he asked Kamishiro seriously,
"Kamishiro, how likely do you think it is that those people from that high school are looking for you in Akihabara?"
Seeing Kohei's expression, Kamishiro couldn't help but grow serious as well.
"Akihabara, huh… let me think. If you go there now, it's basically walking straight into a trap."
"I see. Walking into a trap."
"Yeah. Walking into a trap."
"..."
After a minute of silence, Kohei suddenly exploded.
"What the hell did you DO in Akihabara?!"
Those people should've just started their search—what kind of thing did this scumbag do to make Akihabara their first stop?!
"Calm down, Kohei!"
Thankfully, Iori had already cooled off. To avoid wasting time, he stopped Kohei.
"Think about it carefully—if they're in Akihabara now, that's actually good for us!
Once they leave, we can go stroll around!"
The most dangerous place is the safest place!
After all, once they've searched it, how could they come back again?
However…
When Iori tried to confirm this with Kamishiro, Kamishiro simply turned his head away.
Instantly, a bad feeling rose in Iori's heart.
The next second—
"Uh… I've tried that before. They seem to have gotten smarter now—they leave some lookouts behind…"
As he spoke, Kamishiro looked a bit embarrassed. After all, both sides were veteran hunters and prey, very familiar with each other.
Kitahara and Kohei might have potential, but that was all it was—potential.
Being suddenly thrown into a high-level battle like this…
Well… their ranks just didn't match.
(...)
Hearing this, the corner of Iori's mouth twitched. He suddenly became curious just how many times Kamishiro had gone through this sort of thing.
Both sides seemed far too familiar with the process.
In that case—
Iori silently let go of Kohei.
Go on, Kohei!
Kamishiro: {{(°△°; "}}!
"Wait, wait, wait! If you really want to go, I actually do have a way!"
Seeing Kohei already lunging at him, Kamishiro panicked and hurriedly spoke up.
His words came out at lightning speed—he was afraid that even a second's delay would cost him his life.
Bang!
Clearly, his intuition was spot on.
Looking at the red-eyed blond pressing down on him, Kamishiro nervously swallowed.
Kohei: (╬ಠ益ಠ)
"I'll give you one more chance! What's the plan?! Speak!"
Kamishiro: (;＿;)
"Well… how about you get off me first? This position is really easy to misunderstand…"
As he spoke, Kamishiro glanced toward Iori—only to see that bastard had already taken out his phone and started taking pictures!
You demon spawn!
Cameras are for recording beautiful moments in life, not for documenting other people's social deaths!
Kamishiro could already imagine how this bastard would slander him on the forums.
And even more unfortunately—
"Kamishiro!"
Clatter—
The door burst open. A voluptuous older sister carrying a medical kit rushed in.
She'd come to apply medicine to Kamishiro—but now it seemed she'd arrived at a very bad time.
(¬‿¬)
Looking at the scene in the room, the smile on Azusa's face gradually grew lewd.
There, in the room, were two boys handsome enough to debut as idols, clothes disheveled, locked in an awkward top-and-bottom position.
Beside them was another boy holding up a phone, clearly acting as the cameraman.
In that instant, images of the "artworks" she'd seen before flooded Azusa's mind. Her eyes lit up, and her breathing grew rapid.
She knew it!
There was definitely something wrong with the relationship between these three boys!
Caught red-handed!
"Um… I'll just put the medicine here. Kamishiro, remember to apply it after you're done~"
Though she really wanted to stay and observe on the spot, boys and their sense of shame, after all~
As soon as she entered, everyone froze. If she stayed, they would definitely feel too embarrassed—who knew, they might not even continue.
In that case, it was better for her to just leave. After all, there was already a cameraman present!
Before closing the door, Azusa gave Iori a thumbs-up.
"Go for it, cameraman!"
Tonight's *material* depends on you!
With that, Azusa shut the door with a mischievous grin.
The room remained just as silent as before—so silent that Kamishiro could clearly hear Azusa's voice outside the door.
"Ah, Chisa, now's not a good time to go in. Those boys are… exploring unknown realms right now~"
(￣▽￣)~
Hearing this, Kamishiro's face went completely dark.
His reputation!!!
He shoved Kohei off him and immediately sprang up, bolting for the door.
"Wait, Azusa! It's not what you think!!!"
—=≡=≡=≡ ٩(′Д`)۶
He was a pure, red-blooded man—male by gender, female by preference!
If you didn't believe him, you could totally come and personally verify it!
Watching Kamishiro sprint off, Kohei froze for a moment before chasing after him.
—=≡=≡=≡ ٩(′Д`)۶
"Hey, Kamiyo! Wait for me! You still haven't told me how to go to Akihabara without getting hurt!"
Being misunderstood didn't bother him—but today, that method *had* to be explained!
In an instant, with the two of them gone, only Iori was left in the room.
This… was exactly the time to do something evil.
A wicked smile crept onto Iori's face as he took out his phone and started typing furiously.
Heh heh heh~
Prepare to lose all your reputation, scumbag!!!
…