They felt indignant.
Damned sissy, how dare he sit next to our goddess?
Although Kenji possesses the 'Charm' ability, which can strengthen women's favorability and works with 'Handsome' to achieve a special effect on women, it seems to have the exact opposite effect on men.
For men, it's simply impossible to admit that another man is more Handsome than themselves.
Thus, the inexplicable hostility that arose seemed reasonable.
However, Kenji clearly didn't care about them; he calmly took out his phone and bank card, launching a monetary offensive directly at everyone.
"Keiko, I'll pick up the tab for today's gathering. Take these ordinary beers away and replace them with the best alcohol here."
"Mr... Kenji, the best alcohol here costs 25,000 yen a bottle..." Keiko's eyes widened as she spoke with a slight stutter.
"Let's start with 50 bottles. Is that enough to drink?"
Kenji said nonchalantly, as if it were a piece of cake for him.
In his view, having money meant being able to do whatever he wanted; if he couldn't, it just meant he didn't have enough money.
This was something Kenji realized firsthand after becoming a Capitalist.
"Enough... that's enough!" Keiko nodded hurriedly, her heart filled with shock.
"Hmm, bring more fruit and snacks too," Kenji continued.
"Yes... I understand..." Keiko responded in a hurry.
My god!
Just how rich is this guy?
25,000 yen a bottle, and he ordered 50 bottles right off the bat?
That's 1,250,000 yen, which is over 8,000$!
The boys present couldn't help but look at each other, their hearts filled with a sense of defeat.
"Is... is this guy really just a normal student?"
One boy couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.
Spending over a million yen just like that—this kind of boldness in throwing money around couldn't help but give the boys present a deep sense of frustration.
"We're not even on the same level, brother. How can we win?" another boy sighed helplessly.
"Classmate Kurashiki Reina, um... it's a bit of a mouthful. Can I just call you Classmate Reina?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was properly set, Kenji began his offensive.
"It's... it's okay."
Kurashiki Reina was also momentarily shocked by Kenji's grand gesture.
Although her mother, Kurashiki Reika, was also a high-level executive in a company, she would never throw money around like this; even Reina's own daily living expenses had to be earned through part-time work as a Photo model.
"If there's anything you want to eat, Classmate Reina, feel free to tell me~" Kenji said gently.
"Okay, Kenji-kun, I won't be formal with you."
Reina responded with a smile, her favorability toward Kenji increasing by several points.
This guy is really to her taste!
Reina herself liked to use appearance as a standard for choosing a partner, prioritizing Handsome guys; Kenji was perfectly to her taste—Handsome and wealthy, a perfect candidate for a boyfriend.
"Reina-chan, I'm telling you, Kenji-kun must be interested in you. As soon as I told him today that Reina would be coming tonight, Kenji-kun came over, and he even drove a ferrari 488—that car is super cool!"
Kumon Keiko also provided an assist, whispering gigglingly into Reina-chan's ear.
Hearing this, Kenji couldn't help but give her a mental thumbs-up.
A bonus, he definitely had to give her a bonus!
After the joking, everyone sat around the KT room. Naturally, what you do at a KT is sing.
With the lights flashing, everyone was eager to show off their voices.
However, at this moment, Kenji was a bit troubled. He looked at the unfamiliar song titles on the screen in front of him, his brow furrowing slightly.
What are these songs?
The entertainment level of this world was quite backward; not only were there none of the famous anime or game works from his previous life, but even the songs were stuck in a very ancient era, with melodies and lyrics that had a stale feel to them.
"Classmate Kenji, this song 'In the Fields' is very famous. You don't mean to say you can't even sing this, do you?"
At this time, those few male students seemed to have discovered something, as if they had finally found Kenji's weakness. Their faces showed triumphant and sarcastic expressions, and one of them was the first to provoke him.
Kenji rubbed his head. It wasn't just that he couldn't sing it; he hadn't even heard of this song from who-knows-what era. The name sounded like something floating out of an old record.
But just then, Kenji inadvertently saw a guitar sitting on a shelf nearby.
His heart stirred, and with a slight upward curve of his lips, he said, "How about this, everyone? I'll sing an original song for you, how does that sound?"
"Huh? Original? Do you think you're a composer now?" One boy laughed exaggeratedly, his face full of disdain.
"Yeah, if you can't even sing 'In the Fields,' you'd better not make a fool of yourself!" another boy chimed in, his eyes full of mockery.
Tsk, so I'm the clown?
Kenji didn't care at all about the mockery from the boys.
He remembered that back in university, he had specifically studied guitar for two years to pick up girls, and his fingers had developed thick calluses from the strings.
Moreover, after transmigrating, his memories of the past had become clearer; he remembered the lyrics of some previously popular songs or the contents of novels very clearly, as if they were carved into his mind.
"Then I'll give it a try."
Although he spoke humbly, Kenji's expression was full of confidence.
He picked up the guitar, sat on the sofa, and adjusted his posture to be in the most comfortable state.
His gaze also changed at that moment; the previous casualness and nonchalance disappeared, replaced by focus and dedication, as if the whole world consisted only of him and the guitar in his hands.
As the first note leaped from his mouth, that soft and slightly magnetic voice instantly echoed in the room.
Everyone present couldn't help but widen their eyes. The boys who were whispering and full of disdain also froze, their mouths slightly open, their expressions changing from mockery to shock.
"How... how is that possible!"
One boy couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. As soon as he made a sound, his female companion glared at him fiercely, raised her hand and slapped him, and scolded in a low voice: "Shut up! Don't disturb Kenji-kun's performance!"
When I first went to the Louvre
It wasn't anything special
Because my own Mona Lisa
I had already met long ago
The first time I saw you
The gears began to turn that day
A premonition of loss that cannot be stopped
Though there are already so many
Let's add one more
Can you give me one last kiss?
"Is... is this the killing blow!?"
This kind of melody and these kinds of lyrics were simply a killer in this era!
Several boys had faces full of disbelief.
They finally realized that they were the clowns!
A rendition of 'One Last Kiss' from 'Neon Genesis Evangelion' instantly turned this gathering into a one-man show.
Everyone was deeply attracted by Kenji's singing, immersed in the beautiful melody and soulful lyrics... Tonight, the lights in the KT box flickered, and the girls were having a great time.
The table was covered with expensive alcohol, and they could drink their fill all at once, enjoying this luxurious moment to the fullest.
Kenji was even more thoughtful, ordering a lot of expensive gourmet food for them; exquisite dishes were brought to the table one after another, drawing bursts of amazement from the girls.
Combined with the fact that Kenji sang so beautifully and looked so soulful and dedicated, he instantly became the center of attention. The girls all crowded around him, their eyes full of admiration and affection.
In contrast, those few boys were quite miserable.
Originally, they had planned to show off in front of their female companions, but they hadn't expected to be completely overshadowed by Kenji.
Not only were they cast aside by their own companions, but they didn't even get a chance to sing; they could only watch helplessly as Kenji shone brilliantly.
They could only sit in the corner, gloomily drinking those cheap drinks, the bitter taste mirroring their current mood as they became complete foils for this gathering.
As time passed minute by minute, the atmosphere in the box became increasingly heated.
Reina, who was naturally carefree and straightforward, gradually felt the effects of the alcohol under the repeated toasts from Keiko and Kenji.
Her cheeks turned rosy, her eyes became a bit hazy, and she began to feel somewhat dazed.
Seeing Reina like this, Kenji was secretly delighted, knowing his opportunity was coming.
He leaned in close to Reina and said softly, "Reina-chan, are you drunk? Do you want me to take you back?"
Reina tried to open her eyes, shook her head vigorously, and said slurringly, "No... I'm not, I... I can still drink more!"
The corners of Kenji's mouth curled up slightly in an imperceptible smirk as he said, "Okay then, let's have another bottle."
As he spoke, he put one arm around Reina, intentionally sliding it under her arm to subtly brush against the lower edge of her left breast, savoring the soft sensation.
With his other hand, he took a drink from the coffee table and held it in front of Reina, thinking to himself: It's okay, drink a little more, get a little drunker!
Sure enough, Reina was soon completely spent. She only felt her head spinning and her body going limp as she collapsed into Kenji's arms.
Looking at Reina in his arms, Kenji felt a surge of excitement. He feigned composure and said, "Well, it's getting late. I'll take Classmate Rena home first."
The surrounding girls all responded with smiles, "Okay, Kenji-kun, be safe on the road!"
After all, Kenji had picked up the tab tonight; those who eat from others are bound to be lenient. Naturally, no one present would say anything about Kenji taking Reina away.
Even those few boys only had gloomy expressions; they were angry but didn't dare to speak up.
Completed!
Woohoo!
Carrying Reina downstairs, Kenji was already cheering in his heart.
Take Reina home?
Hehe, back to his home, of course!
Having read doujinshi, Kenji knew very well that for a girl with such strong desires like Reina, once she tasted his manhood tonight, she would definitely become addicted to it.
Even if she resisted, it wouldn't matter; with his 'Capitalist' ability, even if she called the police, it would be to no avail.
Kenji couldn't help but think wickedly to himself, and as he held Reina, he unconsciously reached out to squeeze her large breasts.
He even muttered, "They really are big and soft! Truly top-tier."
Hehehe, after tonight, you'll be my property~
However, as it turned out, Kenji celebrated too early.
Just as Kenji was about to lift Reina into his car, a black sedan suddenly stopped beside him with a screeching sound of brakes.
A woman who looked very similar to Reina stepped out of the car; she had an elegant posture and an extraordinary temperament.
Kenji's first reaction was that it was Reina's mother, Kurashiki Reika.
But looking closely, it wasn't; the woman before him didn't have that corporate executive mature vibe, but instead had a bit more gentleness.
While he was thinking, the other party spoke up: "Hello, I am Reina's older sister, Kurashiki Erika. I'm sorry for the trouble; my sister actually stayed out playing so late, Mother was very worried."
Kenji cursed in his heart: Shit, damn it.