You must know, among the many game characters available for cosplay prepared in the Service Club, Firefly, who pilots the SAM mecha, is also one of the top-tier lustful characters, even though her appearance is very pure and sweet.
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Every time the gravure camera took a picture, the photographed person who had entered the cosplay state would accumulate "favorable impressions" toward him once.
Previously, Hachiman took so many cosplay photos, all of them slowly one by one, going over one pose at a time; excluding the video recordings, it averaged no more than ten cosplay photos per person.
Just now, how many photos were taken at once using the continuous shooting mode?
Let alone hundreds, there must have been at least dozens.
One could imagine how massive an impact of favorable impressions "Firefly" had just suffered, leaving her no choice but to immediately fly away.
However, as for whether the "Firefly" hiding inside the SAM mecha had favorable impressions toward him, he could still tell; he could even figure out who it was if he really wanted to ponder it.
It was just that he was playing a game and didn't check the romance list, and relying solely on his experience, he just couldn't accurately guess who was cosplaying "Firefly."
The voice that sounded like a little bird's chirp was very unfamiliar, which meant it was a new member who hadn't met him.
But someone who hadn't met him yet had very obvious favorable impressions toward him... this kind of favorable impression, no different from love at first sight, should be the effect of being the head of the family...
Then it was highly likely to be Tsubakihara Mira, Kousaka Sakuraka, Mizushima Otoha, or the daughters of those wives.
Although succubi would also fall in love with him at first sight, if it were a succubus, the other party's first reaction wouldn't have been to run away.
"Brother?"
"Forget it, let's wait until she comes knocking on the door to talk about it. If it really doesn't work out, I'll have her do a good photoshoot for you, Miyuki."
"Another photoshoot for Miyuki...? Then Miyuki will properly look forward to her revenge."
Hachiman looked at Shiba Miyuki, whose face was bashful but revealed eager anticipation, smiled, shook his head, and continued strolling around the various themed stalls with Shiba Miyuki and the others.
He had to admit, this hot spring anime convention organized by Kitagawa Marin and Lumilia was very excellent, and it was also very popular with the Service Club members.
The girls' track and field club, the girls' swimming club, and the tennis club all had many members here, wearing all sorts of cosplay outfits.
Even Shirakawa Yuina's gyaru trio brought people to mingle among them.
It was just that the sky hadn't completely darkened yet, and it wasn't truly time for the Play segment; plus, with Shiba Miyuki, the mermaid songstresses, and Himemiya Elisa all gathered around him, everyone barely managed to restrain themselves, only holding doujinshis and running up to him to take group photos and ask for his signature for their stamp rally.
"Hachiman, Hachiman, sign another one for me!"
"Signing isn't a problem, but what's the meaning behind this signature?"
Hachiman looked at the pink-short-haired gyaru Shirakawa Yuina, who was only wearing a reverse bunny girl outfit and didn't seem to be cosplaying, took the gyaru doujinshi she handed over with a smile, and asked while signing.
Yuina and her friends weren't the first to ask him for a signature, but when he asked the reason for the signature, the others had been evasive and ran off right after he finished signing.
This wasn't how a stamp rally was supposed to work either, having him sign his own name on a doujinshi.
It wasn't like he was an illustrator.
"Even though the doujinshis and cosplay outfits in the club don't cost money, there are conditions for buying them. The condition is that you have to complete the story quest."
The blonde long-haired gyaru Kousaka Minami chuckled and took the opportunity to kiss Hachiman on the cheek while he was signing for them.
"Don't worry, the doujinshi stories we picked are absolutely fantastic!"
Nijo Rin straightened her bangs, stood beside Hachiman, made a peace sign with one hand, and kissed the head-lowered, signing Hachiman.
After they finished taking proper reverse bunny girl group photos, they handed the gravure camera to the three gyarus following behind them.
"Time is tight, so we won't introduce ourselves; we'll chat while doing it later."
"We'll wait until tonight to have our doujinshis signed."
"Bye-bye, Club President Hikigaya."
The white-haired twin-tail gyaru Kurumizaka Ruri, who had neither changed into a cosplay outfit nor worn a reverse bunny girl outfit, didn't ask Hachiman for a signature; she just stood by Hachiman with her two other companions, Hamazaki Reina and Sasaki Yukina, used Hachiman as a background board to take photos, and then returned the gravure camera to Hachiman.
After taking the photos, the three of them blew Hachiman a kiss, hugged the cosplay outfits, gyaru doujinshis, and complimentary boxed "disposable gloves" they had just "bought," and laughingly caught up with Shirakawa Yuina and the others.
Although they had activated the [Empathy Collar] in private, came to the Service Club, and experienced the various magical aspects of Hachiman and the Service Club, they still weren't bold enough to publicly meet Hachiman wearing reverse bunny girl outfits that were even more shameful than regular bunny girl outfits.
It was better to wait for Shirakawa Yuina and her group to go first; then they would act as substitutes, change into cosplay outfits and bunny girl outfits, and have a good battle with this "mastermind" in Sobu High.
"Complete the quest? Miyuki, are these doujinshis and cosplay outfits also one of tonight's game segments?"
Hachiman looked at the six gyarus who ran up to him, swayed around, and then ran off, and speechlessly looked at Shiba Miyuki, whose smile remained unchanged as she quietly gazed at him.
He wasn't surprised that Kurumizaka Ruri's gyaru group hooked up with Shirakawa Yuina and her friends; the trio written as gyarus but read as bodhisattvas had always known their limits, and they would even inform him in advance before dragging people down with them.
Kurumizaka Ruri and her friends could be considered a gyaru group with a relatively good reputation in Sobu High, making them the top choice for pulling in gyaru groups.
However, he only knew about Kurumizaka Ruri's trio right now, and he wasn't exactly sure how many gyarus Shirakawa Yuina's group had pulled in.
Though speaking of gyarus, it was generally easy to associate them with bullying and compensated dating; he didn't know what kind of gyaru bullying game Shirakawa Yuina and her friends were planning to play with him.
"Mhm... the doujinshi story is the game story. By signing your name, Brother, it means you agree to let them play the Service Game with you."
Shiba Miyuki nodded gently and smiled at Kujou Sakura, the pure idol who was strolling along with them.
"For example, Sakura, who is holding train doujinshis in her arms."
"By signing for her, you agree that the Service Game will feature train storylines. Once the Service Game begins, you can enter the special train we've prepared in advance, and the others will act as NPCs, watching as you, Brother, arrive behind Sakura and step by step turn the helpless Sakura into your ***."
"Of course, many doujinshis won't have just a single buyer; you, Brother, can simultaneously educate members who share the same hobbies as Sakura. However, apart from the members who bought that doujinshi, no other NPCs are allowed to participate."
"..."
Kujou Sakura, holding several pure-love forced-exposure doujinshis and their matching character cosplay outfits in her arms, felt a bit bashful upon hearing this, but she wasn't too embarrassed, blushing as she stared at Hachiman.
Perhaps because her hobby was too niche, whenever this was mentioned, there was simply no bypassing her.
However, she felt quite wronged herself; wasn't it okay to just think about it?
Her pure idol image wasn't just talk; she truly matched her outward appearance and had no intimate contact with other men.
All along, she had just been watching things on her bed in her bedroom; she had absolutely never acted it out in reality, alright?
Mhm... of course, she didn't want to argue right or wrong with Shiba Miyuki; it was just that, if Producer were willing to compensate her for her innocence being slandered, that would be great...
Earlier in the pond, she had been defeated too quickly; not only did she swallow everything whole, but reminiscing about it left some regrets too.
Himemiya Elisa and Satsuki Botan, top-tier idols one rank higher than Kujou Sakura, who had "bought" several mother-son doujinshis and breast-milk doujinshis, weren't faring much better, pinching the complimentary boxes and looking somewhat hesitant to speak.