So many geniuses in Omni-Anime! What's wrong with adding me?

"..." × N

Silence, deathly silence, descended on the living room.

He looked at Eriri with scornful disdain. Tsk, hadn't he told her ages ago not to draw porn at the studio? Now look what had happened.

His stare made her cheeks burn. She lowered her head and awkwardly averted her eyes, her delicate toes curling adorably with unease as her black-stockinged feet rested on the table.

After a moment, all hell broke loose.

Aoyama Nanami grabbed Shiina Mashiro's shoulders and shook her frantically. "Mashiro! Why were you looking at that stuff?! Forget it! Forget it right now~!!!"

Shiina Mashiro's head spun. "Aaaah... why...?"

"You're asking why?! That isn't something you should be looking at yet!"

"But... you've looked at it too, haven't you, Nanami? Otherwise, you wouldn't know what it was."

"Uh..." Aoyama Nanami's hands instantly froze. She stood petrified, her body trembling faintly from head to toe.

Her lovely eyes slowly shifted, first toward Sakurakoji Talent, meeting his calm red eyes.

Just as she was about to secretly sigh with relief, his expression turned playful in an instant. He studied her with a teasing, deeply meaningful look.

"!!!" Her pupils contracted sharply, and her face turned ashen.

Thud!

"Waaagh mmph nngh ＆*%＃...!!!" She collapsed onto her knees and buried her face in the sofa's technical fabric, letting out increasingly incomprehensible screams and whimpers.

Sakurakoji Talent shook his head, unable to bear watching. Her pretentious prudishness and self-deception left him helpless.

So she'd read some porn. What was the big deal?

How many people here—or high school students across Japan, for that matter—had never read any?

Could you even find five out of a hundred? Everyone simply understood without saying it aloud.

Of course, that percentage did seem a little higher among the people around him. Quite a few