Meanwhile—
Yamamoto was staring suspiciously at Kamishiro's back.
That silhouette… didn't it look a lot like Kamishiro?!
He came here too?!
Yamamoto was startled and subconsciously pulled out his phone to check.
But after looking at the direction Kamishiro was heading, he stopped.
That fully-armed suspicious person seemed to be going backstage.
In that case…
He must be staff!
Or… maybe the director had come early to select male actors?!
Thinking of this, Yamamoto straightened up and recalled the moment when he'd made eye contact with those eyes beneath the sunglasses.
A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips as the word "pre-selected" appeared in his mind!
Sure enough, handsome guys get preferential treatment everywhere!
Fujiwara: "What's wrong with this guy?"
Mitarai: "Probably acting up again."
Nojima: "He's probably already fantasizing about what brand of bottle he'll use tonight."
!!!
Mitarai: "That actually makes sense!"
Fujiwara: "Yamamoto really knows how to have fun. So does that mean we'll get to see the legendary scene of Little Bird drinking tonight?"
Yamamoto: ???
Listening to the teasing around him, Yamamoto's face darkened completely, and that fleeting beautiful fantasy vanished without a trace.
Yamamoto: (▼皿▼＃)
"You bastards, don't force me to slap you… at such a beautiful moment…"
Nojima: "Slap who?"
Facing Yamamoto's threat, Nojima merely pushed up his glasses indifferently, a trace of mockery flashing through his eyes.
Beside him stood Mitarai holding a burlap sack, and Fujiwara, who was busy showing off his muscles.
(′-ι_-｀)
After glancing back and forth between himself and the three opposite him, Yamamoto silently pulled out a folding fan from behind his back…
Then he moved over to them with a fawning smile.
"Hehe, what I meant just now was fanning—yeah, fanning! Gentlemen, how's this strength?"
Seeing how well Yamamoto "read the room," Nojima and the others nodded in satisfaction.
"That's more like it. We're not Kamishiro and the others—when we're out and about, we're all civilized people."
"Especially since this is Tokyo, a big city. We can't embarrass our school~"
"And remember to help us take photos with the goddess later!"
Listening to their utterly shameless words, Yamamoto hunched his back and played along.
However, where the three couldn't see, a cold glint flashed through Yamamoto's eyes!
You bastards be smug for now. Once we get inside, whether you're chosen or not, my stun gun will show you no mercy!
Bastards!!!
Rage filled Yamamoto's heart as he began thinking about what kind of sack he'd use to pack the three of them afterward.
It'd be best to throw in some stones too—otherwise… they wouldn't sink in Tokyo Bay!
Hehehe~
At this moment—
The security guard uncle, who had witnessed everything, lit a cigarette with a troubled expression.
"Huff…"
As smoke rose, a hint of melancholy appeared on his face. He sighed, "These are troubled times~"
From his experience, he had already realized that these guys weren't pushovers either. All he hoped was that everyone would keep things under control so he could clock out safely.
He was just a security guard. If anything really happened, it'd still be up to the police to deal with it.
Anyway…
The police were right here.
That's right!
The police were right beside him!
Looking at Officer Hijikata next to him, who had also lit a cigarette, the security guard uncle let out a deep sigh.
"Officer, do you think I have the potential to become a police officer?"
It felt like what that guy was doing wasn't much different from his own job!
And the pay, benefits, and social status were way better than his!
He wanted to become a parasite on society like that too!
"Hah? Save it, old man. I wouldn't dare take in a junior like you. Just hang on a few more years and think about retirement in peace."
Hijikata blew out a smoke ring and said smugly, "Being a cop isn't that easy!"
Security guard uncle: (′-ι_-｀)
When you say that, at least put out the cigarette in your hand, damn it!
Considering his small frame and his job, the uncle wisely chose not to remind him directly, and instead asked weakly,
"That's true… so, officer, are you on break right now?"
Hijikata: ???
"Why would you think that? I'm carrying out a very dangerous mission!
I have a premonition—something extremely nasty is about to happen here!"
"…"
The security guard uncle stared silently at the officer in front of him, whose face was filled with 'justice.'
He wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin.
In the end, he chose to silently smoke his cigarette, hoping to find a shred of comfort in the nicotine.
As the final puff rose, the uncle asked with hazy eyes,
"Officer… do you think I can still get off work normally?"
…
At life's crossroads—
Two very sexy-looking "ladies" were wandering around aimlessly, searching for something.
From time to time, they asked passersby for directions, but for some reason—
When people first approached them, everything seemed fine. Yet once they started talking, the girls being asked would always stare at the two in horror, as if facing some unspeakable terror.
Some even called the police on the spot.
Seeing this, the two "ladies" immediately ran toward a nearby alley.
Calling the police was way too scary!
Watching their retreating figures, the girl who'd been asked for directions lowered her phone with a frightened expression and stared fearfully at the pitch-black alley.
In her eyes, it was no longer just an alley—it was a man-eating beast!
She remembered seeing news reports about a new type of human trafficking scheme: using girls' sense of justice to lure them into dark alleys, and then…
Kidnapping!
Filming videos!
Becoming RBQ!
Thinking of all this, the girl's face grew even paler. Faced with such a situation, she chose to call the police directly!
After explaining the location and situation, she turned around and walked away without looking back, muttering as she went,
"There are more and more perverts in Tokyo…"
Damn it—at this rate, they might as well rename it Gotham City!
At this very moment, however, the girl didn't notice that not far away, two boys holding coffee cups had witnessed the entire scene!
After seeing the two "ladies" enter the alley, the two exchanged a look and nodded in perfect sync, then steadily moved toward the alley.
Now!
Justice shall be served!
…
The dark alley
The two "ladies" who had just asked for directions were now rolling around on the ground, fighting without any regard for appearances.
The skirts of a maid outfit and a dress tangled together, creating scenes that were painfully hard to look at~
"Bastard! You scared her! I told you—soften your voice a bit!"
The blonde beauty tugged at the other's face fiercely and snarled,
"Such a simple trick, and you still can't learn it?!"
"Simple my ass!"
The black-haired beauty was no pushover either. She grabbed the blonde by the neck and shot back,
"I'm not a pervert—how would I know that kind of technique?!
If you can do it, then you do it!"
"I'm f*cking socially anxious!!"
"..."
That one sentence instantly left the other speechless.
Perhaps it was the sheer confidence with which the blonde said it that made it impossible to refute.
How could someone so proudly and shamelessly admit their own flaw?
As expected of Kohei!
That's right!
The two currently wrestling in the alley were none other than Kohei and Iori, who had gone out to look for Kamishiro!
Not long after Kamishiro left, the two had followed him out as well.
Originally, Kohei had refused. Compared to searching for that scumbag Kamishiro, he'd much rather sink into the chorus of "big brother~" from maids and little sisters.
Then…
Iori dragged him aside and began analyzing the pros and cons.
Kohei didn't really care if Kamishiro went to find girls—after all, he wasn't very interested in real-world girls. But when Iori mentioned "Juju" and "Mafuyu-chan"—
Kohei's eyes gradually sharpened!
As everyone knows, cosplayers, little-sister types, and voice actresses… don't belong to the three-dimensional world!
Thinking about the possibility that Kamishiro might go looking for those two, Kohei's expression instantly became conflicted.
On one side was his longed-for holy land; on the other was stopping the Great Demon King Kamishiro from defiling his precious ideals…
It was truly hard to choose!
Fortunately, Iori noticed Kohei's struggle and directly used his ultimate move to make the choice for him.
Iori: "I remember Maya san seems to be in Tokyo too, and she'll be attending the wedding tomorrow.
Come to think of it, Kamishiro and Maya san are pretty close. Do you think they might take the chance today to go pick out clothes for tomorrow together?"
The moment Iori said that, the outcome was already decided!
Instantly—
Akihabara, maid cafés—all of it was thrown out of Kohei's mind. There was only one thought left in his head!
Kill that scumbag!!!
There must absolutely not be a scumbag like that next to Maya sama!!!
Kohei had wanted to go berserk and chase after Kamishiro on the spot, dragging him into the sea.
But just as he was about to act, Iori stopped him again.
Under Kohei's puzzled gaze, Iori wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Those two idiots might not value their lives, but he did.
Kamishiro at least knew to go out wearing the three-piece stealth set—and Kohei was planning to run out just like that?
Iori had a premonition: if they went out like this, they'd be caught by the beasts from that certain high school within ten minutes!
By then, forget about finding Kamishiro—even their own lives would be in danger!
Originally, Iori had thought about copying Kamishiro: hat, mask, sunglasses, the whole set.
But… after thinking it through, he gave up on the idea.
Unlike Kamishiro, he wasn't familiar with Tokyo. Doing that would only make him look even more suspicious, with no other benefits.
After some thought, Iori came up with a solution!
They had a disguise that even Yamamoto and the others couldn't recognize!
And that was—
Cross-dressing!!!
Having already experienced it once, Iori was no longer that resistant to wearing women's clothes.
He took it very openly—if you wanted to catch a scumbag, of course you had to pay a price!
Besides, nobody here knew him anyway. Even if he cross-dressed, no one would find out and he wouldn't socially die!
He also didn't have to worry about being hunted down by those beasts from a certain high school!
Who would ever imagine that the target of a manhunt would make such a huge sacrifice and dress as a girl?
It was killing several birds with one stone!
As for Kohei…
There was no need to consider his opinion at all. For a pervert like him, cross-dressing was basically a reward!
"Hah… alright, calm down. This won't solve anything. We should think about how to find that scumbag Kamishiro."
In the end, Iori was the one who let go first. If they kept going, his wig was going to be torn off.
And…
An alley like this wasn't exactly a safe place either!
After what happened last time, Iori had developed a bit of fear toward alleys like this.
Even when he was dressed as a guy, he could casually run into perverts of that level.
Now that he was cross-dressing…
Who knew what kind of even worse freaks he might attract!!!
So… time was tight!
They had to move quickly!
"The logic makes sense, but the problem is we don't have a single clue right now." Kohei blinked and also let go of Iori, though he still complained as he should. "Too much time has passed. It's all your fault for wasting so much time changing clothes."
"And whose fault is it that you only brought one set of clothes?! You have no idea how hard it was for me to get this outfit!"
As he spoke, Iori tugged at his shoulder straps—though… that seemed completely unnecessary.
Because the flesh being tightly squeezed at his chest already proved that he didn't need those things at all.
He had secretly taken this outfit while Chisa went to the bathroom.
"What can I do? Do you think I'm Doraemon? What normal person brings two maid outfits when going out?"
Iori: "..."
(???)
Normal people wouldn't bring that kind of thing out at all, okay?!
Iori covered his face in pain. Forget it—he'd just pretend this never happened. At least Kohei's makeup skills were absolutely on point.
Now, let alone those beasts from a certain high school—even he himself was starting to not recognize himself.
So this was the legendary otaku magic… truly terrifying!
Seeing that Iori wasn't speaking, Kohei stuck his head out and began searching on his own.
Suddenly, he noticed something unusual.
"Kitahara, what do you think they're doing over there?"
"Hm? Where?"
Iori followed the direction of Kohei's finger and saw a long line not far away, with a familiar figure standing guard beside it.
Looking at that familiar V-shaped hairstyle, the corner of Iori's mouth twitched. "No matter what he's doing, I think we shouldn't get anywhere near that place…"
"I agree!"
Obviously, Kohei had also seen Hijikata standing guard.
Even without having committed any crime, perverts had an instinctive fear of the police!
If it weren't for this alley blocking the view, Kohei would've already turned around and fled!
"Kamishiro probably isn't stupid enough to go over there."
"Obviously. Let's check other places."
With so many people there, it was very possible members of that certain high school were present. If Kamishiro really went there, wouldn't that be like a lamb walking into a tiger's den?
The two of them continued searching in other directions, automatically excluding the event venue area.
…