…
Even though Shiro and the others acted calm, they were actually taking the whole "creep near the inn" thing very seriously.
This was Shiori we were talking about!
They had both watched her grow up!
Of course they had to warn her!
As for protection…
Ehhh...
Well, there were police officers around!
Maybe it was a territorial instinct, but Kouhei was the most fired-up about not wanting another pervert invading this space.
"Before anything else, we should hurry up and kick this pervert out!"
"Mmhm…"
"Good idea."
Shiro and Iori replied halfheartedly. They cared, sure—but they didn't think the guy would do anything crazy with cops nearby.
Besides…
"This inn is huge. How the hell are we supposed to find one specific pervert?"
Looking at the bustling crowd of guests nearby, Shiro figured the odds of spotting one weirdo were practically zero.
It's not like they could go around inspecting everyone's luggage.
That kind of thing would only fly after Iori officially took over the inn—doing it now would just make them feel guilty.
But Kouhei looked full of confidence. He pointed at Iori and said:
"Don't people say that like attracts like? Just like in JoJo!"
Clearly, Master Kouhei had just identified Iori as the creep.
Yep—someone dressed and acting like a weirdo pointing the finger at someone else.
Pfft—
Shiro couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
(°□°;)
Iori was absolutely done with this nonsense. "You're the one who's in cahoots with the creep, okay?! And there's no way you can just recognize a pervert that easily!"
"It's not like he's gonna be wearing some obvious outfit saying 'Hi, I'm a creep!'"
"…"
"…Why aren't you saying anything?"
Iori, expecting Shiro to back him up, suddenly noticed he was frozen in place. His usual perpetually-narrowed eyes had popped wide open.
( ﾟдﾟ)
"I think you should look behind you."
Shiro sighed and rubbed his forehead. There was no way he could side with Iori now.
"Huh? What's behind me? I didn't even say anything bad about Chisa this time."
Having been caught red-handed by Chisa so many times, Iori assumed she was the one standing behind him again.
And far from nervous, he was actually kind of hyped. Finally, he hadn't said anything that'd get him punched!
However—
Reality always manages to outdo fiction.
Iori turned around—and saw two familiar figures.
A muscle-bound man in a magical girl costume, and his swordsman companion.
Ah…
In that instant—
Iori realized he'd just locked on to the identity of the perverts. He just really didn't want to face it.
They'd promised he wouldn't run into them again!
"Hmm… no suspicious individuals detected at the moment."
!!!
Shiro and Iori stared at Kouhei in utter shock.
You didn't notice those two?! Seriously?!
From their outfits, their build, to the fact that they were foreigners—they practically screamed "suspicious"!
Before kicking out any creeps, maybe they should start by eliminating this guy from their own ranks.
But—
Just as they were about to give Kouhei a well-deserved beating, something else happened.
…
The entrance to the hot springs was just nearby—
The girls' group, chatting and laughing, appeared as they headed for a soak.
In an instant—
The two foreign dudes' eyes turned into giant cartoon hearts!
"Kirara!" (in German)
"And there's four of them!" (in German)
Aside from Chisa, who they'd already seen, three new girls had appeared.
Petite, flat-chested, and slim—they were basically the ideal cosplay candidates for Kirara.
They were… every inch these guys' exact type.
As everyone knows, creeps have zero shame.
So the two enthusiastic foreigners went straight into action, dropping to one knee in front of the four girls.
"This is heaven!" (in German)
"Amazing!" (in German)
{{(°△°; "}}!
The sudden commotion startled Chisa and the others.
Wait—this was part of the inn's service?!
After taking a closer look at the newcomers, Chisa and Aina's expressions visibly soured.
Those two weird foreign guys!
"You know them?"
Noticing their expressions, Inui turned pale and asked. Those two looked like wild animals—nothing like the usual guests!
Even Shiori gave a confused glance. She was sure the inn didn't offer this kind of service.
"Well, it's like this…"
Aina quietly explained the train incident. In short… they'd run into some real creeps.
After hearing the whole story and putting the current situation together, Inui and Shiro both wore the same look of utter despair.
This was the kind of misfortune you got just for being cute.
Of course, the two foreigners weren't the gentlemanly type—they didn't care at all about the girls' expressions.
If anything, their disgust seemed to excite them even more.
"Ladies, please wear these." (in German)
"They'll make your beauty shine even more." (in German)
With that, the two whipped out four unopened cosplay outfits from who-knows-where.
"Blue Spring & Kirara !"
They looked suspiciously like Japanese kindergarten uniforms…
All four girls stared at the costumes with black lines on their faces.
Yeah, these guys were absolutely creeps.
Aina even felt insulted. These were clearly designed for children's cosplay!
She was a college student, okay?
She could legally drink!
Inui, meanwhile, immediately pulled out her phone. As a famous cosplayer in the otaku scene, she instantly recognized the character.
This crap was 18+ only!
…
"Well, time to step in."
Shiro figured they couldn't just keep watching.
If this kept going, he might end up bunking with his two dude friends tonight—and he much preferred the company of nice girls.
"Let's go bail them out."
Iori nodded. No matter what, they couldn't let their girls get harassed by a couple of foreigners.
Then—
The two of them simultaneously turned to the last member of their trio.
At that moment, Kouhei was crouched on the ground, caught in the throes of a truly painful dilemma.
"I really wanted to step in and help, I swear…
But my soul was cheering for their antics!"
"…"
This was a case of a pervert finding his tribe.
Shiro glanced at Iori, thinking they could just take Kohei out to avoid any betrayal.
But Iori shook his head, rejecting the idea. He thought they could still salvage this.
Iori crouched beside Kohei, advising kindly, "If you stand by and do nothing, don't blame me when Shiori gets mad."
At that, Kohei steeled himself, stubbornly declaring, "Right! What kind of brother am I if I can't protect my sister?!"
Iori: (???) *You're not even related, dude.*
But such details didn't matter. As long as Kohei stepped up, they could use him as cannon fodder.
And so, the trio marched boldly toward the two foreign guys.
…
"Let go of that girl!"
A classic hero's entrance line!
Shiro wished a spotlight was shining on him.
*Damn, my bad.* He should've made Iori and Kohei handle lighting and camera work.
Instead, they were flanking him as "lackeys."
Yup, Shiro naturally claimed the center spot, slyly stepping one or two paces ahead.
A hero needs backup to shine!
Completely oblivious to their demotion, Iori and Kohei muttered their "lackey" lines.
"Enough already!"
"They look unwilling! (Send me a copy later!)"
At first, the two foreigners looked confused by Shiro, thinking he was some big shot.
But when Iori and Kohei appeared, they relaxed, bursting into mocking laughter.
Their laughs dripped with scorn~
Then they pulled out Jägermeister, sneering at Shiro's group.
"Hah, like that? (German)"
"Wanna go another round, losers? (German)"
"…"
Though they didn't understand the words, the tone and expressions made the meaning clear.
They were being mocked…
Shiro regretted bringing these two even more.
How did a perfect, invincible flex turn into a "play weak to win" scenario?
"Did you two lose to them on the train?"
Shiro whispered, annoyed at being ridiculed.
As expected
Iori and Kohei's faces darkened.
"No way!"
"Total delusion on their part!"
They stepped forward, ready to throw down with the foreigners.
"Don't get cocky!"
"Got the guts to drink 'oolong tea'?"
Seeing the onlookers' amused stares, Shiro figured a quicker solution was better.
Drinking—especially Jägermeister—would take too long.
As Shiro pondered what to do
He felt a poke at his side.
Turning, he saw Inui looking up at him. "Those two are perverts, right?"
Shiro glanced at the four guys and nodded. "Obviously. But not two—four!"
"…"
Inui's lips twitched, suddenly realizing being Shiro's friend was a *dangerous* job.
But if those two were perverts, that was enough.
Relieved, Inui sighed. "I just called the cops. Glad I didn't mess up~"
After all, asking a stranger to wear a cosplay outfit from an R18 game? Total pervert move!
"Nice work!"
Shiro gave Inui a thumbs-up. The kid could call the cops now—no more worries about her getting snatched~
Better yet, Shiro spotted the police and waved them over.
…
*Smack~*
As the musclebound "magic boy" was about to pour drinks, a hand landed on his shoulder.
The muscle guy turned, puzzled, and saw a familiar uniform from games.
"Die Bullen! (The cops!)"
"Verdammt! (Damn it!)"
"Run!"
The drinking session was instantly canceled.
Escape was priority—they weren't keen on tasting katsu curry in jail!
Clearly seasoned offenders, they bolted at the sight of cops, moving with practiced ease~
Except…
Inui: "Why's Imamura running with them?"
Shiro: "Probably… a reflex…"
?_?
Perverts are all the same!
…
**Chapter 305: Oolong Tea? No, Beer!**
*Author: Qian Mu*
"What're you guys up to now?"
With the trouble resolved, Chisa and the others approached, eyeing Kohei's fleeing figure.
"Obviously, we came to save you!"
Shiro declared firmly.
Sure, things got *more* chaotic…
But mission accomplished, right?
"…"
"So why'd that idiot run off with them?"
Aina rubbed her forehead, exasperated. Was it because they all had blond hair, so they auto-teamed?
Shiro didn't dwell on it. Knowing Kohei, as long as Shiori was here, he wouldn't ditch.
As for Iori?
He'd already zipped to his sister's side.
Playing the good brother, he asked Shiori with concern, "You okay, Shiori?"
As a "brother-obsessed" sister who'd studied Iori for years, Shiori saw through his act instantly.
But she didn't call him out, smiling sweetly. "I'm fine, Onii-chan. Thanks for helping~"
"Haha, no big deal."
Iori waved it off with a grin. A normal brother might pat his sister's head and say, "Have fun, I'll protect you."
But for Iori? No way!
He had an ulterior motive!
Still grinning, he hyped up the earlier danger. "Without me stepping in, it could've been bad."
Shiori, already guessing what he wanted, didn't expose his fake concern. She played along, "Yeah~"
"That's when sibling teamwork shines!"
"Yeah~"
"So, the pass—"
"Nope~"
Before Iori could finish, Shiori shut him down cold.
Instantly
Iori turned, transforming from a friendly brother into a muttering creep.
"Why not… I finally got a chance… ugh…"
"…"
Inui, clutching Shiro's sleeve, stared blankly at this textbook face-swap.
"Are they… really siblings?"
"I hate to admit it, but sadly, yes. Blood-wise, at least. Uncle Kitahara had a paternity test done."
Paternity test…
Inui's eye twitched. Her boyfriend's hometown families were all kinds of wild.
…