Outside the Mitarai Residence
It only took a minute for everyone to arrive at the scene. Sometimes, human potential truly shines in moments of crisis—they had just broken the world record set by Usain Bolt!
"That bastard is really inside."
Seeing the lights on inside the house and hearing faint female voices, everyone knew the truth—it was real!
Mitarai had snuck away on his own, and judging by the voices, they were already at the final stage!
"Let me handle this."
Yamamoto's voice was calm, his eyes full of a kind of compassionate emotion.
He shouted loudly toward the house:
"Mr. Mitarai? We have a delivery for you! Two hundred 18+ DVDs!"
As he spoke, he somehow actually pulled out a huge pile of 18+ DVDs!
Everyone froze in disbelief. These were Yamamoto's treasured collection! Even asking to borrow one usually got them nothing!
"You sure about this?"
Shiro's voice was heavy. He understood Yamamoto's resolve—this man… this man had given everything!
"Yeah, totally fine. If my misfortune can shatter his happiness…"
Yamamoto's eyes glowed—that was the gleam of true scum!
"I feel refreshed inside…"
"What a beautifully scummy feeling."
"That's the spirit!"
Even Iori and the others were moved by Yamamoto's sacrifice. What dedication! What willingness to ruin others at his own cost!
Shiro stood dumbfounded. In Yamamoto, he saw the same determination of his old high school pursuers.
Suddenly, he understood—he finally understood why those guys had launched suicide attacks against him back then.
So this was what they were feeling.
A faint smile curved his lips. Who would've thought, just a few months later, he could actually empathize with those maniacs?
And now… he had become one of them. So be it—time to go all in!
Determination burned in Shiro's eyes. This time, he would carry on the will of his high school pursuers!
After all, a stand-in was enough to represent him.
{{(°△°; "}}!
Inside the house, Mitarai jumped at the commotion. When the hell did I ever have the guts to buy 200 AVs?!
How much would that even cost?!
No—wait! That wasn't the issue right now!
His eyes darted to his girlfriend. That sharp glare from her clearly meant she wasn't pleased!
"I-it's animal documentaries! I recently got into nature shows!"
Mitarai stammered, trying to explain. He was filled with regret—he never should've answered that call!
Weren't those idiots supposed to be at Yamamoto's place?! Why'd they show up so fast?! At least give me a few more minutes!
"Really?"
His girlfriend looked skeptical. But yeah—200 AVs was kind of ridiculous… maybe she just misheard?
Bang bang~
The next second, several DVDs were shoved in through the mail slot.
"Sorry, can't fit them all in from here!"
Yamamoto's voice called from outside—he clearly heard the conversation inside.
(???)
"So it's not animal videos at all."
Seeing the explicit covers, Rie Ohashi, Mitarai's girlfriend, immediately saw through the lie. But surprisingly, she wasn't angry. AVs were common for guys. It wasn't a big deal—just… 200 was a bit much. Hopefully, Mitarai's body… could handle it?
"Ahaha… I have no idea what's going on either…"
Mitarai gave a stiff laugh.
These bastards were really going all out. He even spotted a few of his favorite titles—the ones Yamamoto refused to lend no matter how many times he asked!
This couldn't go on—he had to finish this quickly!
"Forget about them. Let's continue."
He turned off the lights and pushed Rie onto the bed.
At that moment, she was covered only by a thin blanket that barely hid her curves—
"Kyah~"
Shy and flustered, Rie forgot all about the AV incident.
Outside
Seeing the lights go off, Shiro and the others instantly understood what Mitarai was planning!
"No good! He's going for a forceful finish—we can't let him!"
Their expressions turned grim. They never expected Mitarai to be this determined!
"We can't waste any more time. If this keeps up, that bastard's actually gonna graduate. Everyone knows a virgin's first time ends fast—Mitarai's might only last…"
"Got it!"
"It all comes down to seconds!"
"Damn it, we can't just watch that guy graduate!"
"Leave it to me!"
Master of dirty tricks, Iori, stepped forward. He couldn't let his comrade graduate… especially not when they were separated by just one wall!
But now that he thought about it… wasn't this kinda exciting?
Wasting no time, Iori came up with a plan. He knew these Japanese apartments well—there was a window near the bed that looked outside.
That was the key!
Iori stripped off his clothes, tied them around his shoulders like a cape…
Then struck the pose of The Birth of Venus right outside Mitarai's window!
"What the hell is this?"
Inside, just as things were heating up, Mitarai heard the noise and looked up. Damn this apartment's lack of soundproofing!
Though he didn't know what Iori was trying to do, he immediately recognized the pose—The Birth of Venus.
And how did he know it? Don't ask. Just know the subject isn't wearing clothes.
But Mitarai didn't respond. He wasn't stupid enough to let this distract him.
"The answer is The Thinker!"
PFFT!!!
WRONG! How did you mess that up so badly?! That's not even close!
"What's wrong?"
Rie's voice pulled Mitarai back from going outside to scold Iori.
Sweat trickled down his forehead.
That was close!
He almost fell for it. These guys were relentless!
"It's nothing. Just focus on me."
He steadied himself. All he needed was 30 minutes. That was it!
And those rumors about first times being over in minutes?
Hah! He didn't believe it!
He'd seen enough 18+ to believe he could match the pros!
Outside
Iori returned, panting. "How was it?!"
(???)
Shiro didn't know what to say. He had no idea what that whole performance was supposed to be.
"Were you trying to stop him or scare him limp?! Honestly, six of us just standing there would've been better!"
To be honest, Shiro couldn't imagine getting it on while six silhouettes loomed outside the window…
Though… he wasn't sure about a stand-in's courage.
"No! Six people would give us away!"
"True!"
"…"
Why did these guys still think they weren't exposed?
"I've got another plan!"
Iori pulled out his phone. In times like this, it was time to use technology!
He changed his chat nickname to something obviously feminine—"Ami"—and began his online catfishing operation.
Inside
Bzz bzz~
Once again, a message interrupted the intimate moment.
Mitarai, being a blockhead, still hadn't turned his phone off.
Annoyed, Rie rolled her eyes. Am I not more important than a message?!
Mitarai picked up his phone out of habit. Maybe it was important?
Even though he'd never received anything important…
「I want to see you again today, Yu-kun~」
– Ami
(′?`)
The moment he read it, Mitarai regretted everything.
It was them again! They were still here?!
Can't they just wait 30 damn minutes?!
Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself. He couldn't lose focus now—everything would be ruined!
"Haha, just spam. Let's get back to…"
SWOOSH!
Before he could react, the phone was already in Rie's hands—and the explicit messages laid bare:
「That love hotel we went to last time was fun~」
「Let's go somewhere different this time—how about the woods?」
「Hehe, I wore the black stockings you love~」
「Rip them off later~」
「Oh, and no cheating, okay~」
– Ami
BAM!
The moment she saw the messages, Rie's rationality vanished. Like a warrior goddess, she grabbed Mitarai by the neck with one hand and lifted him into the air!
Her other hand held the blanket tightly around her.
"What is this?! Stockings?! Rip?!"
Whether it was her unfocused eyes or her iron grip, Mitarai felt like his life was in danger.
He always knew his childhood friend was strong… but not this strong!
She could kill him like this!
"T-this is just a prank from my guy friends! They changed their names and messed with me!"
Desperate to survive, Mitarai quickly explained. He was afraid even a second's delay would be fatal!
Damn it, why did he feel like an ant…?
"Eh? Really?"
Rie looked at him with innocent eyes. Her cute face and innocent look would've screamed "pure girl"…
If she weren't lifting a grown man with one hand.
No sane person would approach a girl like this!
"It's true, really! I told you—there are no girls around me!"
Mitarai felt like he was about to pass out. If not for his goal to graduate, who'd dare date a monster like his childhood friend?
Damn it! Time turned a snot-nosed duckling into a swan—but why couldn't it fix her monstrous strength?!
And even if he wanted to find someone else, how?! Out of 143 people in his major, only three were girls. What kind of monastery is this?!
"If you still don't believe me, I'll show you the whole chat log later!"
Outside
Thanks to the thin walls, everyone outside heard everything clearly.
And now that they heard Mitarai mention revealing chat logs, despair showed on every face.
If that happened, they'd be completely exposed!
Sure, guys' chats were usually nothing special, but Iori's fake "Ami" messages? Game over.
"Damn it! No girls nearby actually helped him!"
"How are we supposed to stop him now?!"
"I know this guy too well—even if we all stood right outside the window, he'd still barge through without hesitation."
"..."
Shiro stayed silent.
Was his stand-in really this extreme?
The curtains were drawn, so people outside couldn't see what was going on inside—but wouldn't he still freak out when he saw shadows moving around in there?
What the hell, was he into that kind of stuff?
A chill ran down Shiro's spine. He never thought his own stand-in could be this freaky. For a moment, he even questioned whether it was worth stopping him at all.
But then!
He turned around and looked at the faces of his closest brothers—all of them filled with frustration and unwillingness to give up!
Yamamoto had even sacrificed his entire secret collection for this moment!
Haa…
Shiro let out a deep breath, his eyes sharpening with resolve. He understood: someone had to step up now.
Slowly, he rose to his feet—not just for himself, but as a representative of all his brothers' hopes.
Today!
He would personally drag Mitarai back to Yamamoto's place to drink. Everyone was counting on him!
"You guys… your methods are way too soft!"
Shiro's eyes gleamed coldly. He finally understood why no one had succeeded yet.
They all wanted to stop Mitarai, but didn't want to do it so obviously. So they kept using roundabout, ineffective tactics!
His mind drifted back to high school—he still remembered the disgusting, underhanded tricks those animals used on him back then.
One time, they almost dragged him straight into a love hotel!
There were even girls who came after him just because they wanted to experience the thrill of being chased like a fugitive.
And now!
The door was right in front of them. And these cowards—Iori and the others—were actually trying to hold back, using half-assed moves with almost no damage.
Honestly, they were still way too green.
Haruto slowly opened his eyes.
He had made his decision—he'd take care of this personally.
After being tormented by those beasts for so long, he'd learned more than a few effective tactics!
"Leave it to me."
—
Inside the Room
After checking the chat logs, Rei's sweet smile returned to her face.
She gently let go of her beloved onii-chan.
It was confirmed—there really weren't any girls in Mitarai's phone.
Though it made her feel a little bad for him… still, this kind of guy really gave her a sense of security~
Without hesitation, she turned off the phone.
Since she had already confirmed that her beloved onii-chan had nothing suspicious, then she didn't need that thing anymore.
Things that could interrupt their precious moment should just stay off forever!
Rei looked shyly at Mitarai. Fate was truly wonderful—who would've thought that her childhood friend would reappear in her college life, and that they'd end up dating~
Closing her eyes, filled with love, she leaned in toward Mitarai.
Let them become one—tonight.