Five minutes later.
"Hah… alright, explain. What happened?"
Beside a patrol car, Hijikata stood there with a cigarette in his mouth, eyes sharp as he stared at the two.
For such a vile "public brawl" to happen during his patrol—absolutely unforgivable!
"..."
Watching the smoke drift toward him, the middle-aged guard's mouth twitched as he stared at the policeman in disbelief.
Since when could Japanese police smoke while on patrol?
And this attitude felt wrong too, didn't it?
Shouldn't he have bowed first?
Why did this guy feel so arrogant?
Was he… really a police officer?!
He looked more like a bandit than a cop!
And the suspicious guy beside him seemed to know this policeman too…
Could they really be impostors?!
Thinking that, the guard felt the urge to call the police again.
Thankfully, it was just an urge.
After thinking it over, no criminal would be so bold as to drive a police car while pretending to be a cop.
If that really happened, it'd be a sensational major case!
There was no way something like that would happen in Tokyo!
As for Tokyo's public safety, the security guard uncle was still very confident in it!
Off to the side—
Seeing Hijikata again, Kamishiro covered his face with a heavy expression.
Does Tokyo really not have any other police officers anymore?
Why was it this tsundere guy both times?!
By the way, smoking while on duty—couldn't he report that?
If he reported it… it should be anonymous, right?
Just as Kamishiro was thinking, Hijikata's body suddenly stiffened, his sharp eyes sweeping the surroundings.
Just now!
He felt that someone wanted to harm him!
Kamishiro: {{(°△°; "}}!
He was completely stunned. He had only been thinking about it—was this guy's sixth sense really that strong?!
Seeing this, Kamishiro didn't dare to keep thinking. If he got found out, he'd be finished!
At this moment, Hijikata, having found nothing, withdrew his gaze. After lighting another cigarette, he looked at Kamishiro.
"You, You seem to know me?"
As he spoke, Hijikata's eyes grew serious. People who knew him were usually not simple characters. Judging by that outfit, it was even possible he'd just been released from prison!
Feeling awkward at having been forgotten despite being so handsome, Kamishiro scratched his head.
"Um… Hijikata san, we met before. In an alley—when we caught that Yahoo pervert."
"A Yahoo pervert? Sounds a bit familiar. So are you planning to spread your Yahoo ideology again, Mr. Pervert?"
"As long as you remember—wait! I'm not that pervert!"
Kamishiro hurriedly clarified. In what way did he look like that pervert?!
That was a top-tier freak who even needed a bra to protect his chest muscles!
How on earth could he be mistaken for that guy?!
"Hmph. Not him? Then why are you dressed like this?"
Hijikata exhaled smoke calmly. People dressed like this usually had something to hide.
"Eh?"
Only then did Kamishiro remember… he seemed to have forgotten he was still in disguise.
Sure enough, his disguise was flawless. Even Tokyo's police couldn't recognize him—he had fully merged with the three-piece stealth set!
Luckily, he hadn't said anything earlier, or this would have been a true social death!
With an embarrassed look, Kamishiro removed his disguise. In an instant, he went from a suspicious person to a manga prince, leaving the security guard uncle staring in shock.
He suddenly felt this really might have been a misunderstanding.
Kamishiro: "Hijikata san, it's me. One of the three people who called the police back then…"
"Oh? So it was you, kid."
Seeing that flawless handsome face, Hijikata finally remembered who he was.
After catching that Yahoo pervert back then, following the direction this kid had pointed to, Hijikata had indeed discovered a group of "thugs" carrying weapons!
At that moment, it felt like a grand road to becoming vice-commander was laid out before him. He was thrilled.
He immediately arrested them all!
Originally, he thought it was some kind of yakuza brawl, but… unexpectedly, it was all a misunderstanding. The reason those people had gathered was simply to collectively hunt down one person?!
Thinking of how those kids had tearfully told him about the scummy deeds of the kid standing before him, Hijikata felt a headache coming on.
Although this kid hadn't broken any laws, he had completely shattered moral boundaries.
And judging from how he was dressed, today would probably replay the same scene as last time!
Thinking of this, Hijikata felt an urge to solve the problem at its source.
Smack!
Hijikata pulled Kamishiro close and heavily patted his shoulder.
"Kid, you're really unforgettable!"
Even more unforgettable than the Yahoo pervert!
"Haha… yeah, lots of people say that…"
Kamishiro weakly stepped back, trying to escape.
His sharp sixth sense detected danger!
The guy with his arm around him clearly had no good intentions either!
"Don't go, kid!" Sensing his intention, Hijikata tightened his arm again.
"Mitsuba's been talking about you a lot lately. Come on, let's go hang out at my hotel."
Kamishiro: ???
What the hell do you mean, go to your hotel to hang out?!
That place is obviously your detention room, isn't it?!
You sadistic bastard!
He'd only met the landlady once, okay—no need to be this cruel!
"Um… no need. Next time, next time for sure. I've got something to take care of right now…"
As he spoke, Kamishiro had already broken free of Hijikata's grip and kept backing away.
He was going to meet his goddess—who would go to your detention room?!
"Hm?" Hijikata glanced in surprise at his own hand. He hadn't expected this kid to be so strong.
"Busy? Busy playing hide-and-seek? Let me give you some advice—turn yourself in. The police station can guarantee your safety."
Hearing this, Kamishiro suddenly understood why Hijikata was so eager to drag him to the hotel.
Turns out he didn't want to deal with that pack of beasts like last time!
Hmph!
With that kind of work attitude, Hijikata, you're really a parasite among Tokyo's police~
"Thanks for the concern, Hijikata san, but it's pointless. If they can't find me, they'll just keep searching aimlessly. Isn't that the same as now?"
"That does make sense." Hijikata rubbed his chin. "Then how about sending you straight to them?"
Kamishiro: (′-ι_-｀)
"Hijikata san, listen to yourself. Is that something a police officer should say?"
You're ruining the image of Tokyo's police!
"Shut up. You're such a troublesome kid."
Hijikata irritably scratched his head. He really hated kids like this the most.
"So what exactly is your purpose for coming back this time?"
He'd heard the kid was supposed to be out of town.
"…"
So after all this rambling, they'd circled back to the original question?
Glancing at the security guard uncle who'd been silent all this time, Kamishiro sighed.
"It all started with a misunderstanding…"
As he spoke, Kamishiro pulled a golden ticket out of his pocket!
"Gold?!"
The security guard uncle stared in shock at the ticket.
So this kid had connections?!
"Hm? What's wrong with gold? Aren't all tickets gold?"
Looking at the boy's clear eyes, the guard couldn't tell whether this brat was showing off or genuinely clueless.
You're a bastard attending an AV actress meet-and-greet, and you're telling me you don't know what a gold ticket means?!
Who would believe that?!
Under Hijikata's bewildered gaze, the guard chuckled awkwardly.
"Uh, sorry about that. This really does seem to be a misunderstanding."
With that, the uncle turned and left immediately. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, jealousy would drive him to snatch the ticket!
However—
Having had his curiosity piqued, Kamishiro wasn't about to let the uncle leave so easily.
He hurried after him.
"Hey, hey, uncle! At least explain what's special about this gold ticket!"
"Bastard! Stop pretending!"
"What am I pretending? I really don't know!"
"You're here for the meet-and-greet, and you're telling me you don't know?"
"I don't know~"
"…Then give me the ticket. I'll go exchange it for you."
"No way!"
"Get lost!!!"
Hijikata: ???
Watching the two figures gradually disappear, Hijikata's face showed a hint of confusion.
He… hadn't actually let them leave yet, had he?
Could they show him a little respect?!
He's a police officer!!!
Fuming, Hijikata pulled out another cigarette. He needed nicotine to ease his frustration!
Why couldn't Tokyo have a big case that would let him earn merit quickly?
It was all trivial nonsense!
At this rate, when would he ever become vice-commander?!
Even a group brawl would be—
Wait!
Through the smoke, Hijikata watched Kamishiro's fading figure and suddenly had an evil idea.
If that kid got found…
Wouldn't that be an opportunity?
Kid!
My promotion to vice-commander depends on you!
"So that's what this gold ticket means~"
Back in his suspicious person disguise, Kamishiro looked at the golden ticket in his hand and revealed a very lewd grin.
Just now, after relentless effort, he had finally figured out the meaning of the gold ticket from the security guard uncle.
This wasn't just some meet-and-greet at all—
This was basically a male actor selection event?!
No wonder Kamishiro felt there were unexpectedly so many people attending this time. At first, he thought it was because of popularity. Turns out there was another layer to it~
They would directly select lucky audience members at the meet-and-greet to participate in the next shoot.
Truly worthy of an AV actress meet-and-greet—just thinking about it was exciting!
And—
The proof of being selected to participate in filming was precisely this kind of golden ticket!
The difference was that those people relied on the luck they'd traded for twenty or thirty years of their future lifespan.
As for him?
He was a damn pre-selected player!!!
Praise Ikegoshi!
Kamishiro originally only wanted an ordinary ticket—who would have thought Ikegoshi understood him so well?
He went straight for the ultimate upgrade, all in one step!
Kamishiro secretly decided that he would definitely offer Ikegoshi his most sincere blessings at the wedding to repay this kindness!
Looking at the long line forming nearby, Kamishiro's expression instantly turned smug.
As a VIP, how could he possibly need to line up?
He was the only cheat-code player at this venue!
He could just go straight backstage to look for Momo sama!
Not only would he get to meet Momo sama earlier than everyone else, maybe he could even… ask her out for a meal?
Kamishiro was very confident in his own charm!
Come to think of it… could he rely on sheer charm to turn the next shoot from a group activity into a two-person one?
Kamishiro stroked his chin thoughtfully. After all, he wasn't some pervert—he absolutely couldn't accept that kind of scene.
More importantly, with his abilities, he suspected that after one session, the others would be so crushed they'd want to jump into the sea.
To help lower Japan's suicide rate, Kamishiro decided to go negotiate with the staff of IP Studio.
If it really came down to it…
He could also try taking the director's seat himself!
Kamishiro's eyes lit up. His dream of becoming a master chef had fallen through, but he hadn't forgotten his dream of becoming a director!
Shooting a film that could benefit countless otaku had always been Kamishiro's dream!
At that moment—
Kamishiro looked at the beasts lining up, his gaze full of kindness.
In his eyes now, they were no longer beasts at all—more like his future male actors!
By now, Kamishiro had completely immersed himself in the role of director and had already begun scouting actors.
Hmm~~
This one's no good—too skinny, obviously useless!
That one's too fat. Even though the contrast might be interesting, it's still unpleasant. Pass!
As for the one with glasses—clearly a virgin, pass!
Hey, hey, the one over there—isn't that a high schooler? Security, security!
…
After scanning the crowd, Kamishiro rubbed his temples and suddenly felt that maybe he wasn't suited to be a director.
His standards were too high—not a single one qualified!
Of course, it definitely wasn't because of possessiveness or jealousy, okay ò?ó
It was simply that they didn't meet the requirements!
Kamishiro even wished he could split himself in two—one half as the actor, the other as the director!
"Forget it. I'll just go talk to Momo sama and see if this opportunity can be turned into a date."
Kamishiro ultimately couldn't accept group activity, nor could he accept directing the actress he liked—it gave him the feeling of being NTR'd right in front of his face.
That wasn't how you let your lower half think!
A one-on-one date was better!
Having made up his mind, Kamishiro stopped wasting time among these beasts and quickened his pace toward the backstage.
However—
At that moment, Kamishiro suddenly heard several familiar voices!
"There are way too many people. I thought not many knew about this."
"Yeah, it does feel kind of unusual. Could there be something we don't know?"
"Ahaha… what are you guys talking about? A top-tier actress having this much popularity is totally normal. It's not like AV actresses hold meet-and-greets every day."
"That makes sense!"
"Then let's look forward to it!"
"If I can shake hands with her, I won't wash my hands for a whole month!
And at night I'll also—"
"Don't say such disgusting things!" ×3
Kamishiro: Σ(￣ロ￣lll)
Listening to this filth by his ears, Kamishiro's mouth twitched violently beneath his mask.
Why… why were these four bastards here too?!
This was Tokyo, not Izu!
And where did they get tickets from?!
It didn't surprise him that they'd seen Momo sama's tweet.
But where did these bastards get the money to buy tickets?!
With all his hard work, these guys should've been living at a level where they could only afford two meals of curry a day—and vegetarian curry at that!
Was Tokyo a place for poor trash like you to come to?!
You're not shrine maiden girls or anything!
Could you just hurry up and get back to Izu?! Even swimming freely in Tokyo Bay would be fine—why did you have to show up here?!
Perhaps because Kamishiro's gaze was too intense and shocked, Yamamoto, who was bragging with the others, instinctively looked over in his direction.
The moment their eyes met, Kamishiro immediately turned around and headed backstage again.
Not only that—he quickened his pace considerably, completely losing the leisurely attitude he'd had earlier.
At this moment, Kamishiro was drenched in sweat!
Even knowing he was wearing the three-piece stealth set, he didn't dare appear in front of them.
He… couldn't gamble on it.
If those bastards recognized him, there'd be no escape.
And then… if those beasts learned about the golden ticket on him…
He wouldn't even need to wait for the beasts from that certain high school!
He would absolutely be thrown into Tokyo Bay by these four bastards to swim freely!
And moreover—
Because of these four showing up, a very ominous feeling gradually rose in Kamishiro's heart!
Although these four idiots didn't yet know about him being wanted, the beasts from that certain high school… were everywhere.
Sometimes even he couldn't tell who was hunting him.
If those beasts happened to overhear these four talking about him…
Then his situation at Izu University would definitely be exposed!!!
He didn't believe for a second that these idiots could keep a secret!
When the time came, there wouldn't even be any need for bribes or threats—just one question and they'd spill everything they knew!
Damn it!
At that point, he'd really be finished!!!
Kamishiro wasn't afraid of Kitahara and Kohei exposing him after being caught, since he had photos of both of them with women on his phone.
They wouldn't even be able to explain themselves.
He'd already educated them on how brutal those high school beasts were—they'd follow the principle of "better kill by mistake than let one go" and slaughter the two of them as well!
So if exposed, they'd die anyway—might as well wait obediently for his rescue.
But!
Those four bastards were different!
He didn't have that kind of leverage over them!
Leaving Mitarai aside, the other three were completely clean of women—how could they possibly have photos like that?!
All they had were ugly photos of themselves, and for those kinds of pictures… the high school beasts would at most comment a bit before tossing them in the trash!
They were completely meaningless!
"Damn it, why is it always unexpected stuff like this?!"
Kamishiro cursed under his breath. He didn't know why, but ever since he'd set foot in Tokyo, nothing had gone according to plan.
Had he been away too long—did Tokyo no longer recognize him?
That was way too bizarre!
"No, I need to think of something…"
Kamishiro continued to speed up. The appearance of Yamamoto and the others had completely shattered his plans.
Well, even though he barely had any plans to begin with—but now he had no choice but to come up with one!
He needed to go backstage to calm down and think of a way to keep those four in check.
Given his terrible luck, Kamishiro felt there was a high chance they'd expose their connection to him.
He needed a foolproof strategy!
…