Chapter 251

The next morning.

"So delicious! The breakfast here is so plentiful and delicious too!"

Sumiida Mana pressed her cheek and said happily.

The three of them sat together at the breakfast table in the morning.

Ogura Asahi was the first to get up. He waited for them in the living room while drinking tea for a while, and then they got up on their own.

As busy working professionals, the two had long ago developed the habit of waking up at a certain time.

More than ten kinds of exquisite snacks were laid out on the table for them to choose from.

Did you sleep well last night?

Ogura Asahi asked with a smile.

"Mmm! That's wonderful! The bed is so comfortable too, I really want to be a child of the Xiaochao family~"

"Haha, then you can be my girlfriend, how about it?"

"Eh? Girlfriend?! Ah, um..."

Sumiida Mana blushed at her sudden remark.

"Mana, Little Asahi was obviously joking. Why are you so embarrassed?"

"Huh? Are you kidding me?"

"No, I've always hoped my girlfriend would be someone like Mana."

"Little Asahi... stop teasing Mana."

Watching the two of them interacting so uncontrollably, Miyako Shizuka could only helplessly eat a small piece of cut cake in silence.

"Is Shizuka jealous?"

"Is Little Shizuka jealous?"

"..."

Faced with their teasing questions, Miyako Shizuka chose to remain silent.

The two exchanged a smile and stopped teasing her.

"But the bathroom and bathtub last night were really big! Is this what rich people do? They're almost as big as my house."

"Yes, it's the first time I've ever seen such a big bathroom."

"Hehe~ It feels quite luxurious that there are only Little Shizuka and I in such a big bathroom~"

"Don't get so used to this kind of life that you can't go back to your normal routine!"

"No way! I slept really well last night and I'm full of energy now! I'll show you my even more energy than usual in a bit!"

"Mana and Shizuka have to go to work later?"

Ogura Asahi interrupted with a question.

"Yes, the agency has taken on an event today, and we need to go attend."

Miyako Shizuka nodded.

"It's really tough; they can't even rest on weekends."

"We're used to it, it's okay, that's just how idol singers do it!"

"Being busy is not as bad as not having fans and being unknown, right?"

That's true.

Ogura Asahi wholeheartedly agreed, citing examples such as certain Underground Idol singers.

"..."

After breakfast, Sumiida Mana and Miyako Shizuka took a taxi together to the office to prepare.

After seeing them off, Ogura Asahi returned to her room to tidy up, changed back into men's clothing, and let her hair down to re-braid it.

It's that time of year again, the weekend he both loves and hates. Today's schedule is probably no easier than yesterday's.

His scheduled time this morning was fast approaching, and he had to rush off to another appointment.

By the way, let's verify his guesses from the past few days.

8:50 a. m., lobby on the first floor of Ten no Yashiro.

As Sakurakoji Talent sipped his fragrant Green tea, he pondered his next plan.

Thinking about what he would have to do next, he felt a bit of self-loathing.

This is probably the most unscrupulous thing he has ever done. But in order to get to the bottom of the truth, he had no choice but to do it.

"Well..."

He put down his teacup and let out a soft sigh.

Forget it, there's no point in worrying about this now.

Hadn't he already made up his mind that, as long as it benefited his treatment, he wouldn't hesitate to abandon all morality and corrupt himself?

It's just this little thing, nothing to worry about. Even so, the good upbringing he'd cultivated over the years still relentlessly tormented his conscience...

"..."

After much hesitation, his gaze gradually hardened, and he was no longer in doubt.

Years of morality, faced with years of suffering, only slightly hindered his progress.

So what if he'll be condemned for the rest of his life? He'll still do it!

Besides, compared to those spoiled brats of his age, is what he did even a big deal? It's not even a fraction of what they did.

He was mentally prepared to become even worse than them, let alone this.

A week ago, he might have hesitated—mainly about himself.

But now... what else does he have to care about?

Once some things start, it's hard to put on the brakes.

Hmph, it's just a little bit of hardship!

He tossed his shimmering, pure white hair and uttered a line from his "long-held script of lines he'd wanted to say for ages," feeling a sense of satisfaction.

I'm still incredibly handsome today!

Next, it was time to wait for the other protagonist (the victim) to appear. He leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

Judging by the time, the other party should be arriving soon.

Chapter 300 Photographers and Cosplayers have always been...

(This chapter has been rewritten, so there may be inconsistencies in content and comments. Please don't mind.)

More than half an hour later.

Once everything was ready, Sakurakoji Talent came downstairs again, wiped the few beads of sweat from his forehead, and let out a soft breath.

He hasn't done any physical labor in a long time; he must be really working hard!

Judging by the time, the other party should be arriving soon. He instructed the maid waiting there to remove the tea set, and leaned back in his seat to wait.

A few minutes before 10 o'clock, a series of hurried footsteps sounded (a second time? Laughing and crying).

The sound wasn't crisp or distinct; judging from Sakurakoji Talent's experience, it was probably a women's athletic shoe.

He glanced over and checked. Normally, it would be easier for him to confirm, since it wasn't Takamine anymore.

But on weekends... people go out at all hours.

Let me see, is this my online best friend?

The moment he saw the other person, he knew his answer and didn't turn his head away.

Ah, it's Yuya-chan here.

The person who arrived was wearing a black baseball cap, and had striking light blond hair that gradually turned red at the ends—are you sure you didn't dye that?

His good looks were above average among the people he knew, and his blood-red eyes, somewhat different from his own, darted around—unfortunately, he was wearing colored contact lenses.

She wore battle-damaged jeans that were about the same length as her skirt, a two-tone coat with a slight mesh pattern, and a slightly dowdy dark yellow basket bag slung over her shoulder.

She was about the same height as Kawaragi Momoka, and exuded youthful energy. Her face showed signs of makeup and styling, making it clear that she was a girl who was currently keen on following trends.

[Note: She and Kawaragi Momoka are both 164cm tall]

My measurements are roughly... 85.5 cm, 59.5 cm, with an upper body of 87 cm and a lower body of 68 cm.

Considering the influence of clothing, the measurements from bottom to top would be approximately 84.8, 58.7, 86.8 (upper bust), and 68.2 (lower bust), which means... 70E?

Among the people he knows, he is considered to be among the top.

Don't ask him how he knows; just say he's a professional.

Sakurakoji Talent's date this morning was none other than Kitagawa Marin, the person he had been chatting with online a few days ago at Starry. She was the person he used as the nickname Marin online.

[Note: Kitagawa Marin is the Romanized form of Marin is also まりん, not えげかいゆめ. Therefore, her online name is the romanized form of her real name.]

Months before he met Yamada Ryo, he had been gathering information everywhere, searching for potential "doctors," and one of the main ways to do so was through the internet.

Not only can you find working idol singers like Hoshino Ai and Kawaragi Momoka, but you can also find locations where potential partners might be by searching for the names of schools or institutions.

During his intense browsing of social media, some content flashed past his field of vision.

Perhaps because he was writing novels and drawing illustrations at that time, he collected more content related to 2D.

Therefore, the software's big data pushed a lot of relevant information to him, such as the latest paintings by illustrators, daily activities posted by voice actors, information on songs covered by singers, and cosplay pictures posted by cosplayers who like cosplay.

He didn't think much of it at the time; he just liked high-quality pictures casually.

But a few days later, as he leisurely sipped his afternoon tea, a sudden inspiration struck him; perhaps...

He immediately opened his phone and searched, and the results did not disappoint him.

To further verify his suspicions, he specifically asked someone to investigate the relevant information.

After all, even if the characters are correct, it's meaningless if the timing is wrong, and the best location is near Tokyo Metropolis!

The right time, the right place, the right person... which path to immortality is this?

After receiving information from his subordinates that would almost certainly lead to a lawsuit for violating privacy rights, he breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the person in question had just graduated from junior high school and was about to enter high school.

Okay, that's fine then. Without hesitation, he added her to his shortlist.

In order to establish a natural connection with them, he used the same method he had used to approach Kasumigaoka Utaha and the others at the time.

When he approached Kasumigaoka Utaha, he chose to write Light Novel; but to approach cosplay-type otaku girls like her, he had two paths to choose from.

One option is to debut as a celebrity overnight, upload your cosplay photos to the internet, and become an internet sensation the next day... Are you kidding me? If you really did that, how would you hide your identity?

Pass, Pass.

Another option is to utilize one's family's traditional skills and publish various costumes he has made on a software called Y—preferably those related to 2D characters.

This one isn't too difficult, it just takes him a lot of time.

Fortunately, he still had photos of his previous works to use, and the Cosplay Costume costumes weren't difficult to make, so it wasn't a big deal for him.

In order to increase production, he even had some skilled professional seamstresses make some for him.

Finally, after bombarding his account with a series of highly polished works, he has become a well-known fashion blogger with a considerable number of followers.

I'm not that great; I only have about ten times the number of followers Bocchi-chan has on video websites, which isn't a lot at all.

He received so many business orders and cooperation offers that he was overwhelmed, but he wasn't interested in any of them. He wasn't doing this for the money.

Even if it's for money... they can't afford it.

In other words, he doesn't take on this kind of time-consuming and laborious sewing work much; otherwise, the number of orders he receives at Sakurakoji Studio would be booked at least for the next five years.

From a purely technical standpoint, expecting him to take the plunge without a deposit of tens of millions of yen? What a joke.