Things weren't nearly as violent as he had imagined.
In fact, the two girls were oddly peaceful.
Peaceful... while going through the stuff he'd hidden under the bed~
At Kamishiro Shiro's house—
Busujima stared at a pile of nude male photos with a black line on her face. Beside them were erotic magazines of various flavors.
"It's been a while, but this guy's tastes have gotten seriously freaky... Don't tell me he's into men now?"
"No way! Absolutely impossible. Just the other day, he left marks on my legs!"
Kiyoko replied firmly, completely unfazed by the photos and magazines.
After all, just a few days ago at the Love hotel...
(???)
"That may be true... but if you keep talking, I think something called '404' might come knocking."
"And okay, maybe the photos are understandable... but what about these magazines?"
Busujima threw a magazine with two muscle-bound men on the cover in front of Kiyoko.
Photos she could understand—Kamishiro had blackmailed people in high school using pictures before, so it wasn't that surprising.
But these magazines were definitely suspect!!!
"...Let's just look at something else."
Kiyoko nonchalantly tossed the magazine into the trash can and moved right on past the issue.
Sometimes, it's best not to overthink things!
Seeing Kiyoko dodging reality like that, Busujima surprisingly didn't mock her. Clearly, she also didn't want to delve too deep into this matter.
And they both completely ignored those weird DVDs nearby. One glance at the covers, and these two seasoned veterans already knew what kind of content was inside.
They were a little curious...
But no way would they expose that interest in front of each other!
With photos, DVDs, and magazines out of the way, the two turned to the three large boxes nearby.
They didn't treat themselves as outsiders in the slightest. Without hesitation, they popped open all three boxes!
Instantly—
A flood of brightly colored, pink-themed "items" spilled out in front of them!
The first thing that caught their eye?
A mountain of women's products!
"You tomboy! These definitely aren't yours!"
Busujima growled, glaring at a massive bra—just one look told you it wasn't ordinary!
"This scumbag!!"
Kiyoko's eyes turned red. If Kamishiro had been there, he would've been torn to pieces on the spot.
Why did he always take her to the Love Hotel, while there were other women's clothes hidden in his house?!
Scum!
And also...
She looked to the side, at the terrifyingly complete array of pink toys.
So freaky!!
"Hah... I knew it. This guy hasn't changed one bit. Your little dream is about to pop like a bubble."
Busujima laughed mockingly, but her eyes glittered with cold rage, and she had somehow produced a pair of scissors into her hand.
"And these weird costumes... they look kind of familiar."
Her eyes turned to the cosplay outfits. The moment she saw them, her mood soured instantly.
Back when she and Kiyoko fought and went looking for Kamishiro, they always found him with someone wearing cosplay!
"It's that girl, right?"
"Can't be. She hasn't even graduated yet—there's no way she'd be in Izu right now."
Kiyoko suddenly turned into Detective Conan, rejecting Busujima's theory and carefully analyzing the women's clothing.
She wasn't going to back down so easily. Her top priority now was to research her opponent!
Some of these outfits looked oddly familiar...
The two had been rivals for so long that Busujima immediately understood what Kiyoko was thinking just by looking at her.
"Sometimes, your greatest enemy knows you best."
This saying was 100% proven true~
"So why are you so devoted to that scumbag anyway?"
Busujima asked. It was something that had always puzzled her. Kamishiro had broken a lot of hearts back in high school, but not many girls stayed obsessed with him like Kiyoko did.
"Me? Nothing worth saying, really. Just a normal, boring story about a girl with social anxiety."
"Social anxiety? You? You mean social terrorist, right?!"
Clearly, Busujima wasn't buying that excuse. If Kiyoko had social anxiety, then the rest of humanity might as well stay home.
"..."
Kiyoko's face went dark. Was she really that extroverted?
She couldn't help but feel like she was being deeply misunderstood!
Actually, the reason Kiyoko always wanted to be with Kamishiro Shirou wasn't entirely because of her first love.
After all, there's no way just that would've allowed her to tolerate all of Shirou's ridiculous behavior.
"I wasn't like this from the start, you know. If it were you, would you hang out with a girl who loves horse racing and pachinko?"
"Absolutely not!"
No hesitation whatsoever—she blurted the answer out immediately. In Japan, especially in Tokyo, that kind of girl would definitely be ostracized by other girls!
Wait a second...
Busujima suddenly understood something…
Kiyoko shrugged. "Yup, just like you're thinking. When I first entered school, I introduced myself by sharing my hobbies. As a result—I was shunned.
Girls wouldn't talk to me, and guys, pressured by the girls, avoided me too. In the end, it was Shirou's appearance that changed everything."
She spoke about her past like it was no big deal. To her, there was nothing worth hiding. Even if she knew her hobbies weren't exactly popular, she still chose to state them boldly back then.
She wanted to be accepted and liked for who she really was.
Unfortunately… all she got in return was rejection. At least, that's how it was in her class.
Over time, she became more withdrawn.
Then Shirou appeared, and his presence brought light into her world.
He pulled her out of the shadows and helped her become that bold, passionate girl once more.
Not only that, she even made a few good friends in other classes.
From that moment, Kiyoko had already made up her mind—she would cling to Shirou no matter what, even if he was a scumbag, she still wanted to tie him to herself.
"..."
Busujima fell silent, clearly not expecting such a story from Kiyoko.
She had always wondered—what kind of dumb girl would keep liking a guy just because of some childhood crush…
That man really was a troublemaker—stealing a girl's heart just like that.
But then again, wasn't she the same?
…
It was quite a cliché story, really.
In Japan, many high school girls took pride in showing off their boyfriends.
And at that time, Busujima happened to be mixed up in a more delinquent crowd—where the competition and comparisons were even fiercer.
Worse still, the reality of those delinquent circles was way more toxic than anything portrayed in anime.(p.s ; this is an anime world though)
Busujima, who didn't have a boyfriend but had a cute appearance, quickly became a target for a bunch of beasts.
It wasn't like no one confessed to her. But for someone who only liked good-looking people, accepting someone ugly felt like sheer torture.
So Busujima always rejected them coldly.
Naturally, the delinquent types in society didn't take that well. Otherwise, the eromanga world wouldn't be so full of blonde punks.
And so—
One day at a gathering, a few of those beasts openly tried to drug her.(p.s ; this suddenly became filled with suspense)
Luckily, Busujima was sharp enough to notice and escaped. But it was already deep into the night—and those predators weren't going to give up on prey that easily.
What followed was straight out of a cheap drama.
The fleeing Busujima happened to run into Kamishiro Shirou, who was just returning from his part-time job.
Hero saves the damsel—cliché as it was, for someone in a desperate situation, it became an unforgettable memory burned into her soul.
So even after finding out about Kiyoko later, she still refused to give up on Shirou.
As for what happened in college… well, Shirou disappeared so suddenly after graduation!
With no clue where he went, Busujima could only keep walking the path she'd chosen.
But meeting him again now—maybe it was fate giving her a hint?
Her gaze gradually softened.
{{(°△°;")}}!
Kiyoko stared at Busujima in horror. What was with that gross expression?! After hearing her story, why did her eyes suddenly get all warm and gooey?!
"Green tea bitch? Hey, green tea bitch!"
Thanks to Kiyoko's shout, Busujima snapped out of it. "What?"
"Come on, act normal! That face just now was disgusting!"
"Hah?! Don't tell me you thought that expression was meant for you?!"
"Wasn't it?"
"Don't flatter yourself. I wouldn't go soft for a tomboy like you. Hmph!"
"Then why were you making that face?" Kiyoko gave her a look full of juicy gossip. Clearly, her own flashback hadn't affected her emotionally at all. "Were you thinking about how you met Shirou? How did you two meet?"
"…Why do you think I'd tell you that?"
!!!
"But I told you!"
?(???)?
"Yeah, well, that was dumb."
"Damn you! Green tea bitch, manipulative vixen!"
"Yeah, yeah. Didn't you still have clothes to check through? Hurry up, I'm getting sleepy."
Busujima yawned. She really was getting tired—and already wondering how to kick Kamio out.
The rain was still coming down hard; she definitely didn't want to go home in it. As for sleeping in the same bed as Kamio?
Forget it.
"Then go to bed already."
Kiyoko finally remembered she still had unfinished business. She continued sorting through the clothes. Something about them looked familiar.
Then she saw the volunteer uniform from their school…
Click. Creeeeak—
The door opened.
"Shiro!Look what I brought you~!"
Azu burst in, full of excitement, holding a DVD in her hand!
She'd spent a long time hunting down this classic—brought it over just to watch together with her Shirou.
Only… her little Shirou didn't seem to be home.
"Eh?"
The moment she saw Kiyoko and Busujima, her eyes turned to dots. She stepped back out to check the sign.
Nope. This was definitely Shirou's place!
She stepped back in—and confirmed it wasn't a dream. Kiyoko was even holding one of his shirts.
=????(??? ????)=
Kiyoko and Busujima froze in shock, faces flushed bright red. Their bodies went stiff.
They'd been caught red-handed!
Why did Senpai have a key to Shirou's place?! Sure, everyone said they were close, but close enough to have each other's house keys? Wasn't that too much?
Also…
Kiyoko now realized whose clothes she'd been holding.
Azu, who had looked surprised at first, slowly turned… pervy.
Oh ho~ almost forgot—this morning, a certain girl had been asking her about Shirou's address~
Never imagined there'd be two of them!
Shirou, huh… pretty impressive!
A threesome, even!
And judging by the toys on the floor, they must've been having lots of fun.
Damn it… she kinda wanted in~
(??ω??)
"Oops, sorry for interrupting~ Should I leave you two to it?"
With that, Azu turned to walk out. Even though she hadn't seen Shirou, she was convinced he was somewhere here—maybe in the bathroom?
Watching Azu's increasingly suspicious expression, Kiyoko and Busujima turned even redder. Clearly, she'd gotten the wrong idea.
As for what she misunderstood?
Two girls. Pink toys scattered across the floor. Lesbian magazines and DVDs all over…
What's NOT to misunderstand?!
"Wait!"
"Senpai! It's not what it looks like!"
The two of them scrambled to stop Azu. They had to clear this up!
Sure, they knew there were plenty of fans of that kind of stuff at Oumi, but they weren't like that!!
(╥_╥)
They were just… simple love rivals, that's all!
"So you're saying… Shirou went to a GB meeting, and you two were just here helping him clean?"
Azu stared at the two with skeptical eyes. What, did they think she was as naïve as Nanaka?
When she left this morning, the place was not this messy.
Luckily, Kiyoko and Busujima had calmed down by now. Even if the explanation was absurd… they believed it themselves!
"So Senpai didn't know Shirou wasn't here?"
Busujima suddenly caught the flaw in the story.
"Right, because there's no meeting today."
BOOM!
The two girls were struck dumb as if lightning had hit them.
And in that moment, they understood.
There never was any meeting. That bastard had just used that excuse to escape a death trap!
"That bastard!!"
"Not a real man at all!!"
They gritted their teeth. They should've known. What kind of idiot goes out in this rain for a meeting? And how convenient was the timing?!
Kiyoko had already felt something was off at the start. But Aina had also mentioned a meeting (Shirou told her), so she believed it…
Damn it! They let their guard down again!
Azu, oblivious to what they were thinking, gave them a sly look as she was held back, "By the way, if Shirou's not even here, why were you two acting so jumpy earlier?"
"It's just because, Senpai… your laugh was a little pervy…"
"We were afraid you'd misunderstand… Didn't you misunderstand the two of us back then?"
"Ah, no. I thought you three were just doing a threesome."
"..."
Kiyoko and Busujima fell silent.
Although they'd both been misunderstood in different ways, at least they managed to drag their senpai back! A threesome would have been way worse!
"So… what exactly were you afraid I'd misunderstand~?"
Azusa's grin looked a little twisted. With the eyes of a dirty old man, she openly sized up the two girls. After all, she swung both ways.
{{(°△°; "}}!
The two shrank back in sync. They recognized that look all too well—it was the same look Kamishiro Shiro had when he wanted to bathe with them!
"Um… Senpai, I think I'll head home now?"
Busujima couldn't take it anymore. She was genuinely worried something dangerous might happen if she stayed. This kind of situation was best left to the tomboy!
"It's pouring outside."
"It's fine. I brought an umbrella."
"Ah, I see. Well then~"
Azusa nodded and didn't try to stop her—but just as Busujima stood up, Azusa casually added,
"Is it okay to leave Kiyoko here all alone? Who knows, maybe Shiro will come back soon."
!
Thud!
Under Kiyoko's judging stare, Busujima sat right back down.
"I suddenly think it's raining too hard. It'd be too much trouble to head home. Please allow me to stay a while longer!"
Azusa's smile deepened. "Is that really okay~?"
"Please let me stay!!"
Busujima admitted defeat. She'd been completely played. Even if there was just a sliver of a chance, she couldn't let that tomboy and Shiro be alone together!
It was one thing before, but now she knew! The two of them were trying to do something shady!
No way in hell!
Seeing all this, Azusa's grin widened even more. She threw her arms around the two girls.
"Alrighty then! Let's do this together. I just found a very classic movie. Let's have ourselves a nice little threesome night!"
Σ(っ °Д °;)っ
Why is it still a threesome?!