Love Hotel Room 34 – The Black Room
Long-lost Nayuta stared longingly at her senpai.
"Ehehe~ Senpai~ It's been so long since I last saw you~"
Watching Nayuta's silly ahoge bob behind the glass, Kamashiro Shiro's expression softened.
Though he'd been forced into this, seeing his cute kouhai again wasn't too bad.
"Long time no see, Nayuta."
Re-introduction time!
Kano Nayuta, one of the pillar authors in Kamashiro Shiro's publishing house.
She publishes under a pen name—and because "Kano" sounds like "kani" (crab), she's earned the nickname Kanikou.
"Ehehe," Nayuta smiled brightly. "Senpai hasn't been to Tokyo in ages!"
"Well, I'm still in school after all."
"Tch, with your grades, you don't even need to go to school! You're just going to hit on girls, aren't you?!"
(-ω-;)
"Don't assume I'm as academically hopeless as you. Writing is just a hobby for me — talent-wise, I'm nowhere near your level."
Kamishiro Shiro wasn't lying. Nayuta really was the most naturally talented writer he'd ever seen — a pillar author! To be a pillar at their publishing house meant her level was seriously top-tier.
Honestly, if Nayuta ever demanded it, the capitalists at the publishing house would probably drag him over in chains and lay him at her feet.
"Don't be so modest, senpai! It's because of your novels that I entered this industry!"
And then you stepped on my shoulders to rise to the top, huh?
Looking at the kitten-like girl before him, Kamishiro Shiro sighed.
So pure.
Nayuta really had entered the writing world because of his novels — though he couldn't even remember which one. He'd axed so many stories, he'd lost count.
But that didn't matter!
Because she admired him, Nayuta had joined Hanabi-chan's team. Then, having found him, she fell in love with him directly.
No matter how much Hanabi-chan warned her, she insisted on walking straight into the fire... She had this inexplicable confidence that she could fix a scumbag!
Sigh.
Kamishiro felt a bit embarrassed thinking about it. Guess his charm was just too overwhelming.
Hanabi-chan: Tch!
Just as Kamishiro was about to keep reminiscing with Nayuta, a loud bang interrupted him.
Smack!
Nayuta slapped the table excitedly, then whipped out her laptop.
"No, no, this is all your fault, senpai — I almost forgot the main task! Just you wait, senpai! I'll come join you soon and we'll do something fun together!"
As she spoke, she stripped off her clothes again, returning to her original stark-naked state.
Still lost in nostalgia, Kamishiro's face began to twitch uncontrollably at the sight of Nayuta's actions.
No wonder, among Hanabi-chan's Four Heavenly Kings, he ranked last in perviness.
Half a year apart, and this little girl had really grown… Bigger, whiter, and longer…
Suddenly, he kind of understood the designer of this room's peculiar tastes.
Wait, had Hanabi-chan forgotten that Nayuta writes naked?
Feeling Kamishiro's burning gaze, the silver-haired girl blushed — but emboldened by the fact that it was her senpai, she became bolder!
She thrust out her chest, those perfect curves tipped with pink.
And then she made a heart shape with her hands over her chest and gave him a nipple-heart and a wink~
"I'll be super fast, senpai~ Four measly ten-thousand words can't stop me!"
!!!
Wait, you're behind even more than me?!
No, now's not the time to think about that!
As a normal man, Kamishiro felt he had to do something! Resolutely, he turned toward the door and somehow produced a wire out of nowhere.
"Senpai!"
Nayuta was devastated by being ignored. She looked at herself in the mirror with self-doubt.
Youthful, flawless skin, a body so curvy one hand couldn't even grip it, perky hips...
With a body this perfect, why wasn't senpai tempted? He even turned around!
Wait!
What if… senpai was just shy? Maybe he was afraid that staring at her body would make it impossible to focus on writing?
Or maybe… being unable to touch, he just ran away?
Ahhh~
Well, that can't be helped~♡
Thinking that, Nayuta smiled again.
She made a silent vow — she had to write fast and reunite with senpai as soon as possible!
"Don't worry, senpai! I'll be super fa—Senpai, what are you doing?!"
Click~
Just as Nayuta was about to reassure him again, she suddenly noticed the door was open?!
Kamishiro Shiro stood there, casually playing with the wire in his hand. "What am I doing? Obviously, picking the lock."
After all, he had long since been trained because of those beasts into being capable of anything. Lock-picking was child's play to him.
Before leaving Tokyo, he had a legendary nickname — The Lock-Picking King of Tokyo!
As for all the earlier nerves and helplessness? All an act to fool his dear Hanabi-chan.
If he revealed his skills too early, this special room might have turned into a three-person party.
"That's not what I meant!"
Nayuta looked utterly baffled at Kamishiro. Sure, she was shocked he could pick locks, but that wasn't the point!
Because…
"Senpai, you're picking the wrong lock!"
You don't break me out — the naked beauty locked in the room — but instead break out yourself?!
Am I that unattractive to you?!
I'm naked, dammit!
NAKED!
Do you even understand what naked means?! It's the kind of setup where you walk in and can immediately do bad things to me!
Senpai, you've changed. Back when I wore clothes, you tried to strip me.
Now I'm not even wearing anything and you won't even look!
(;?＿?)
"...I didn't pick the wrong one."
Kamishiro looked away, not daring to meet her eyes — afraid he really wouldn't be able to hold back.
"Senpai… don't tell me, you can't get it up anymore?"
Nayuta widened her eyes and stared at his crotch. That was the only reasonable explanation she could think of.
(｀⌒′メ)
At that moment, Kamishiro really wanted to rush in and show her on the spot — but rationality told him no.
After all, the one on the other side of the one-way glass was none other than the Juicing Queen herself!
The kind of woman who could say, "No matter how many times you fall, you just get back up again… that's what it means to be the protagonist!"
Sure, it wasn't like he couldn't beat her, but from experience, the battle would only end by nighttime.
By then, Hanabi-chan would be back!
As for taking Nayuta and escaping together?
Kidnapping a pillar author from the publishing house during a deadline?
He might as well start a death game.
Weighing the risks, Kamishiro realized: better to escape alone. That way, the only one hunting him down would be Hanabi-chan.
Hmph!
And if she really caught up to him — he'd just get her drunk and then hehehe~
Lock her up in the black room too!
Thinking about it got Kamishiro excited. Locking up your editor is every procrastinator's dream, right?
(?ˉ??ˉ??)
Looking at the crushed, shocked, self-doubting Nayuta, Kamishiro gave her a gentle smile.
"Good luck, Nayuta. I'm sure you'll finish those 40,000 words soon. Come to Izu when you're done — senpai will show you something very satisfying~ (λ?_??)"
Without waiting for her heartbroken response, he walked out the door cheerfully.
And even carefully reset the lock behind him — after all, he didn't want some real pervert wandering in.
Now, the only one with a key was Hanabi-chan. No accidents to worry about~
"The world is wide — go out and see it! Don't be a lazy shut-in~"
"Senpai! Senpai!! Take me with you!"
Nayuta was panicking, but it was no use — she didn't know how to pick locks like Kamishiro.
And her sultry pleas weren't enough to stop the heartless scumbag from leaving.
(╥_╥)
She…
shut down.
Only one option left — outside help.
Beep beep beep~
"Hello?"
"Ughhh, Hanabi-chan, senpai ran away!"
"He ran?"
"Yeah! He picked the lock and escaped on his own!"
(╥_╥)
"He didn't take you with him?"
Hanabi looked a little surprised. Had that scumbag actually turned over a new leaf?
She'd only just remembered Nayuta wrote naked, too.
She'd been wondering whether to head back and separate them, but turns out — they already were.
"Ughhh… the way senpai looked at me — it was like I was some kind of burden..."
"..."
Not "like." You were a burden.
Rubbing her temples, Hanabi sighed. "Got it. I'll bring him back. You just write, okay? Once you're done, he's all yours."
"Mm!"
Hearing Hanabi-chan's promise, fire lit up in Nayuta's eyes.
If she could catch him once, she could catch him again!
Next time, she'd drain him dry and keep him by her side. After all, she could afford to support him now!
Looking at her now-calm little goddess, Hanabi sighed again.
None of the four authors under her wing were even remotely normal.
She wasn't sure why, but hearing that Kamishiro didn't escape with Nayuta made her feel a little happy inside.
Speaking of which, if Nayuta-chan knew that what she meant by "Kamishiro belongs to her" wasn't the same as what she was thinking… she probably wouldn't be mad, right…?
...
Meanwhile
Right after Kamishiro left the Love Hotel No. 34, Tokyo welcomed four new visitors~
"Wow! It really is a big city!"
Aina was visibly excited — it looked like her youth scrapbook was about to get another new page.
"The vibe is totally different from the seaside."
Looking at the stream of emotionless passersby, Chisa felt the seaside was more her pace.
"So many people…"
The socially anxious one was already panicking.
As for the mastermind behind this trip, Iori, he had a devilish grin on his face,
"That bastard is so dead!"