Chapter 8 – The Delinquents Seem to Have Free Time

“We’ve arrived. Anyado District.”

One of Tokyo’s twenty-five wards, Anyado Ward.

It is a city that gathers the latest trends right alongside Harajuku and Shinjuku. This place is a battlefield for Tokyoites and a major hub for spreading information.

“Well, whatever.”

Sudou and I got off at Anyado Station and walked straight toward the station plaza.

“There’s apparently a super trendy crepe shop around here.”

“I’m not treating you.”

“Should I treat you instead?”

“No. I’ll pay for my own.”

“Senpai, you really don’t react to anything, huh.”

“It’s just my nature.”

At this point, no matter what anyone says to me, I don’t feel any sting.

If there was a guy who wouldn’t be happy having a brown-haired, big-breasted loli beauty clinging to his arm, that guy would be a lost cause.

“Hey.”

“What is it~? It’s fine, right? It’s a date, after all. Let’s get lovey-dovey.”

Is it really that fun linking arms with a total mob character like me?

“Seriously, maybe I should make senpai my oshi~ What do you think, senpai?”

“Do whatever you want.”

“Won’t you act a little happier? My pride is getting pretty shredded here, you know.”

“I do think you’re cute.”

“Don’t you hear about me at school?”

“I heard you’re the Fallen Angel of Love.”

“I’m pretty good at teasing boys, you know?”

Yeah, I bet you are.

“Senpai too~… You’re obsessed with my boobs, right?”

“It’s comfortable.”

“You’re blushing now~ You don’t have to act all gentlemanly.”

“Can I grope them?”

When I asked to confirm, Sudou hesitated for a split second.

“That’s sexual harassment, you know~? Se-n-pa-i?”

“Yeah, it is. Too bad.”

“You sound disappointed.”

“If I could grope them, I’d want to. That’s just a boy’s heartfelt desire.”

“Not even a man’s heart?”

“Well, I’m a loser with girls. Boobs are my favorite.”

While saying that, we arrived at the crepe shop.

Sudou placed an insanely long, spell-like order, and I just tagged along by saying, “Same for me.”

We were handed crepes piled unimaginably high with cream, sweet sauce, more cream, fruits, and chocolate chips.

It was some kind of dessert I couldn’t even identify, and we were charged a price that could easily pass for a full lunch. Can I sue?

“Alright, let’s take photos. Yay, yay!”

“Ah, don’t put me in them.”

“Why not?”

“Various reasons. I don’t want my face on the net.”

“Are you wanted by the police or something?”

“I’m not part of some leftist terrorist group.”

We bit into the crepes while critiquing the taste, then completely devoured them.

The station plaza had chairs set up everywhere. Lots of students had ordered from that exact crepe shop and were talking about how their pics would pop on social media.

It was a world I simply didn’t understand.

“Senpai, are you actually an old man on the inside?”

“I’m perverted, into young girls, and completely out of touch with trends. Yeah, I’m basically an old man.”

“You actually admit it…”

“So, since it’s a date, next is a love hotel, right?”

“Ehh. You wanna go~? Senpai, you big perv♡”

“That’s where the Fallen Angel of Love comes in.”

“It’s an unflattering nickname~ Well, I guess it’s inevitable that people fall in love when they see me.”

“More like you just want to play the little devil.”

“Can I tease senpai’s virginity~?”

“Ah… yeah.”

I had nothing else to say to that.

“I mean it. Think about it seriously. I actually think you’re pretty nice, senpai. What about you?”

“If tomorrow is sunny, I guess.”

“That is the absolute worst answer.”

“Because, you…”

“Hm?”

Before I could say anything else.

“Ohh~ You’re cute, aren’t you. What? Are you on a date? Lucky~”

“But your boyfriend looks kinda lame. Wanna hang with us big brothers instead?”

Before I could hit the essence of our conversation, things suddenly progressed.

Two university-looking guys dressed in punk fashion started hitting on Sudou.

Of course, they did it while fully aware I was standing right there.

It was the usual flow: steal the girl from the mob character and cause a brain-break with an NTR video letter later.

“Boyfriend~ Mind if we borrow your girlfriend? We’ll return her properly tomorrow morning~”

“So let’s hang with us big brothers, okay~? It’s decided~”

I casually munched on the last of my crepe.

“Se-senpai…”

The two guys were grinning with lewd eyes at Sudou. I was eating a crepe. Sudou was giving off a terrified atmosphere.

“If you want help, just say so.”

“……Please help me.”

“So there you have it, you pickup artists. She’s my girl.”

“Ohh~? You’re getting a bit cocky, boyfriend-kun?”

“She’s not the kind of girl suited for sleazy pickup artists who only think about getting laid.”

With just that one line.

“Huh?”

The guys instantly got pissed off.

“What the hell did you just say?”

“I said that girl is not suited for a horny monkey in heat who only thinks about fucking women.”

The tension boiled over right on the spot. One of the guys grabbed me by the collar.

“You getting full of yourself? Or are you just trying to look cool in front of your girl?”

“Both are correct. But isn’t that criticism a bit of a boomerang?”

“Are you okay with this turning violent?”

That was actually my line.

“Look around. People are already pointing their phone cameras this way.”

“You think that’ll make me back down?”

“I do. After all, you’re just some unpopular normie who can only secretly hit on girls, right?”

The very moment I said it, I got punched in the face.

At least I had already finished my crepe, so it wasn’t a waste of food.

“…Hmm.”

I wiped my punched cheek. I felt absolutely nothing.

“Want another one?”

“Go ahead. As many as you like.”

The guy punched me again right after I said that.

“Hey! Stop it!”

“Hah? You just stay right there and entertain us. Once we kill this guy, we’ll take you straight to a love hotel…”

The guy followed up with a soccer kick while I was down on the tiled floor from the previous punch.

He started mercilessly kicking me in the stomach in front of the growing crowd, completely beating the shit out of me.