The entire morning passed by very quickly.
At least, that's how it felt to Kamishiro. He'd basically spent the whole morning drifting between unconsciousness and semi-consciousness!
Sure enough, these attractions were still a bit too intense for him.
Especially the haunted house—the staff there were way too dedicated! He couldn't even see their legs!
Did they have any idea how much psychological damage a white, floating ghost could inflict on a young boy?!
If Azusa nee hadn't been there to comfort him, Kamishiro would've started physically exorcising demons on the spot!
Unlike Kamishiro, Azusa looked fully refreshed and completely energized.
She hugged her delicate little Kamishiro with one arm and laughed happily.
"Hahahahaha, that was amazing! Coming out to relax once in a while really is great~"
"Yeah, yeah! Every single ride was so fun~"
Shiori chimed in from the side. Every attraction they'd queued for had been worth it—no wonder the place lived up to its reputation.
The Wild Boar Park, hyped up by so many people, really did have plenty of impressive aspects.
Just take the haunted house from earlier—the staff were incredibly professional! Not only could you not see their legs, even their faces were completely blank~
Bang!
Just as everyone was reminiscing about the morning's thrills, a strange sound caught their attention.
It was Yamamoto and the others!
They were awake!
Seeing them stagger about like zombies, Kamishiro was a little surprised. Hadn't Kitahara turned the stun gun's power all the way up? How were they awake after just one hour?!
Had they been shocked so many times they'd developed resistance?
If that were true, then maybe even lie detectors wouldn't work on them anymore.
What terrifying adaptability.
Fujiwara: "What happened to us…?"
Kohei: "Why is it suddenly noon?!"
Nojima: "That's weird, why does it feel like we didn't play anything?"
Yamamoto: "Feels like I just took a nap."
Kamishiro: "..."
Great. It was obvious—their bodies might have adapted to electricity, but mentally they were still lagging behind. They were completely confused.
Bang bang bang!
Hearing these idiots talk, Iori started smashing his head against the wall in frustration.
"You guys already had it pretty good, you bastards!"
"Huh? How is it good? If we have no memory, doesn't that mean someone could've done something to us and we'd never know—wait, why is my girlfriend in your hands, you bastard?!"
Only after Iori spoke did Nojima finally notice that his girlfriend had been in this idiot's hands the whole time!
Damn it, was this some kind of on-the-spot NTR?!
Damn you, cuckolder!
Hearing that, Iori also realized that after a whole morning of exposure, he'd gradually gotten used to the doll's presence.
At that thought, his face went pale. He immediately shoved Nojima's girlfriend back into Nojima's arms—
As if avoiding some unspeakable horror.
But…
Perhaps out of guilt, Iori's expression became conflicted.
Using someone else's girlfriend and then kicking her away afterward felt a bit too inhuman.
Paying money didn't seem appropriate either, so maybe he'd offer some emotional validation instead!
Iori solemnly patted Nojima on the shoulder, then gave him a thumbs-up along with a perfectly standard eight-tooth smile.
"Nojima! I've tried it already—your girlfriend is really amazing!"
After all, even the amusement park staff had automatically accepted Nojima's girlfriend as female. Truly amazing!
Nojima: ???
Amazing?
Of course he knew his girlfriend was amazing—but how did Kitahara know?!
What exactly had he forgotten?!
A very bad image suddenly surfaced in Nojima's mind.
That bastard Iori had developed improper thoughts the moment he saw his girlfriend.
Then, afraid Nojima wouldn't agree, he drugged him unconscious and stole his girlfriend, using all the "study material" techniques he'd learned to bully her!!!
Even more terrifying—
He himself might've been part of their play!!!
(▼皿▼＃)
Nojima's expression shifted back and forth between rage and terror. The way he looked at his girlfriend became incredibly complicated.
His girlfriend… seemed unclean now. And who knew whether Kitahara had properly cleaned her afterward…
If he hadn't…
AAAAAAHHHH!!!
Just imagining his girlfriend still containing that bastard's filthy fluids filled Nojima with disgust, to the point where he almost wanted to abandon her.
But she'd been with him for so long—he really couldn't bear to let her go!
"You bastard, what exactly did you do to my girlfriend?!"
Nojima pounced on Iori and pinned him to the ground, hands around his neck, madness blazing in his eyes.
Never underestimate the fury of a man who's been cuckolded!
Caught off guard, Iori was completely pinned down. Because Nojima was so furious, his legs were spread wide—one good low kick and Iori could've broken free.
But maybe out of guilt, Iori didn't do that. Instead, he hurriedly tried to explain.
"Hey, hey, calm down! I didn't do it on purpose! I really needed a girlfriend at that time!"
Needed?
Just how desperate was this bastard?!
"That still doesn't mean you can use my girlfriend to do that kind of thing!"
Bloody tears streamed from Nojima's eyes. This was the girlfriend who'd been with him day and night—how was this any different from doing NTR right in front of him?!
(;＿;)
Seeing Nojima like this, Iori awkwardly looked away.
He really might've gone a bit too far.
Even if Nojima deserved to die, this kind of thing still shouldn't be inflicted on him.
Maybe he should compensate him? Change the doll's skin? Buy her a new outfit?
"Wait! I get it now!"
Iori suddenly shoved Nojima away and, under his furious and confused gaze, began rummaging through his pockets.
To everyone's astonishment, Iori pulled out his wallet!
"..."
The corner of Kamishiro's mouth twitched. Why did this scene look like some kind of illegal transaction?
By the way, in Japan—can doll experience shops really stay in business?
Isn't Kabukicho way better than this?
What's the point of dolls when soft, warm ladies exist?!
At this moment, Iori opened his wallet and stared at the single lonely Fukuzawa bill inside, falling silent.
Why…
Why couldn't this one Fukuzawa turn into two ¥5,000 bills? Or even smaller denominations?
Giving a Fukuzawa to this bastard Nojima really hurt.
But—
He couldn't exactly tear it in half…
Iori looked up at Nojima again.
Good—still full of rage. It seemed Nojima was serious. He really did see that piece of plastic as his true girlfriend.
Heh, what a freak.
Iori laughed freely. Just this once. Since Shiori was willing to come over, his living expenses should be covered anyway—no need to be so frugal.
Then, with great difficulty, Iori reached out, pulled out his last Fukuzawa bill, and handed it to Nojima.
???
Nojima blinked in confusion, looking at the bill, then at Iori's agonized expression.
In the next instant, Nojima grabbed Iori by the collar again and snarled,
"Are you insulting me, you bastard?!"
Iori: {{(°△°; "}}!
What the hell?! He was just trying to compensate for Nojima's wounded heart—how did that turn into an insult?!
This was everything he had!
Crunch crunch~
Kamishiro somehow produced a bag of popcorn and started eating them while watching the argument with a wicked grin.
Azusa: "This move of Iori's feels kind of familiar~"
Kamishiro: "Way too familiar. Isn't this exactly that kind of thing? What a pity since it's legal in Japan, otherwise we could just call the cops and have Kitahara arrested."
Azusa: "Kamishiro, you're really ruthless~ By the way, since you're so familiar with it, how many times have you been there?"
A dangerous glint flashed in Azusa's eyes. Even she could get jealous~
"Huh? Me?" Kamishiro scratched his head blankly.
"I've never been there at all, Azusa nee. When would I even have the time…?"
Back when he was in Tokyo, he was either working part-time jobs or flirting with girls, occasionally getting chased down. He had neither the time nor the need to go to places like that.
And even if he did have free time, that was time for his little brother to rest—why would he pay to make his little brother work overtime~
Hearing that, Azusa suddenly remembered—
The man beside her had achieved the "hundred victories" feat back in high school.
Being this amazing really makes people feel annoyed.
Ignoring Kamishiro for the moment, Azusa went back to watching the drama unfold.
At this moment, Iori was explaining to Nojima,
"This is just compensation!"
"Hah?! Compensation after that? And it's only one Fukuzawa?!"
"This is literally everything I have, okay! And I only borrowed your girlfriend to accompany me on the rides this is more than enough!"
"Accompany you on rides?"
Nojima blinked, realizing this was a little different from what he had imagined.
"Huh…?"
"Of course. Otherwise, what did you think it was?"
Iori looked confused. Did that thing even have any other uses?
Whoosh!
As soon as Iori finished speaking, he felt his hand go light. The Fukuzawa bill that he'd been clutching tightly had vanished without him noticing.
The speed was so fast that everyone couldn't help but wonder whether Nojima usually really used his girlfriend that often.
"You should've said so earlier, Kitahara. For small things like this, you can just come to me next time—same price, fair to all, and even if you go a little overboard, that's fine too~"
Once Nojima realized it wasn't what he had feared—and that there was money involved—his expression changed instantly. He began enthusiastically promoting his girlfriend. As long as it wasn't that kind of thing, anything else was fine!
Even if Kitahara wanted to touch her chest if he paid, there'd be no problem!
(???)
Seeing Nojima's attitude, Iori suddenly regretted it.
Why the hell had he been possessed to give this bastard money?!
What Nojima had been imagining earlier was definitely that, right?!
Why would this idiot think he'd want to do that with a doll that had no idea how many times it had already been used?!
"Damn it! Give me back that 10,000 yen!"
Iori completely regretted it!
"No way. You said it was compensation for my girlfriend!"
"She should be compensating me!"
"..."
Watching the two of them start fighting again over the same thing, Kamishiro suddenly felt bored. Even the popcorn in his hand didn't taste as good anymore.
"By the way, isn't it about time for lunch?"
Kamishiro asked Azusa nee and the others. He was getting hungry.
"Seems so. Let's go eat."
Azusa put down the popcorn too—no matter how good they were, they couldn't replace a meal.
"I heard you can have lunch together with baby boars here!"
Shiori looked excited. She'd already done her research before coming—the specialty of Boar Park was eating lunch together with baby wild boars!
"Oh? They even have a service like that?"
Kamishiro was surprised. That rich kid really did have a lot of clever money-making ideas.
"Yep! I heard it from a friend, and I've been looking forward to it~"
Hearing this, Iori—who had been wrestling with Nojima—instinctively turned his head and saw Shiori's innocent smile.
Something called responsibility suddenly began to revive in Iori's heart!
He had to treat his little sister to this meal!
As his resolve strengthened, the movements of Iori's hands grew more violent.
Nojima: {{(°△°; "}}!
"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you?! Why did you suddenly get so strong—and stop stripping my clothes!"
"Yamete!!!"
...
In the end, Iori still failed to get back his Fukuzawa bill. That bastard… that bastard had hidden it inside his girlfriend!
Yes, exactly where everyone is thinking. After all, a naked plastic doll doesn't really have anywhere else to hide things…
That place was just impossible for Iori to reach—especially in public.
Still, his efforts weren't completely wasted. After stripping Nojima down, Iori successfully scavenged 5,000 yen!
Though his funds were cut in half, Iori decided he could accept it. As long as there was something.
5,000 yen should be enough.
Just as he was happily preparing to take his little sister out to eat a big meal—
The prices posted at the restaurant entrance made his face go dark.
Why did the cheapest meal cost 3,500 yen?!
At Izu University, you could settle a meal for 250 yen!
What?
It's a buffet?
Even for a buffet, this is robbery!
And even worse—adding a baby boar makes it 4,500 yen?!
That's completely not worth it!
This is just… just… an extremely despicable business tactic!
Iori clenched his teeth. If that was the case, he'd have to resort to special measures!
His gaze shifted to Kamishiro.
At this point, it was time to activate his backup wallet!
Kamishiro: (?д?;)
Don't come any closer!!!