My Mental Choices Are Completely Interfering with My School Romantic Comedy - Volume 3 Chapter 5.1: Interlude: A Certain Possibility - Part 3

Volume 3 Chapter 5.1: Interlude: A Certain Possibility – Part 3

“Th-That ‘Fishing Bell’… EEEEEH?!”

Seeing his comrade being pinned down behind him, the man cried out in a pained voice.

“He’s done for, if you have time to scream, hurry up and run, Hankyuu! If the leader doesn’t get caught, we can always start over. This is… I’ll hold them off.”

“Owan… But I can’t leave you all behind and run…”

“Just go! Our ideals shouldn’t be crushed here!”

“Tch… I’m sorry!!”

The man called Hankyuu ran off, his heart heavy with regret, but──

“Too bad.”

A strong man stood in his path.

“A trap…?” Hankyuu’s expression was dyed with despair.

News Update:

“We have breaking news. Recently, a group of three criminals who had been terrorizing women have been apprehended earlier today in a certain area of Tokyo.

Their crimes were rather strange, involving shooting water gun projectiles at women’s chests, observing their reactions for a while, then fleeing the scene.

The suspects referred to each other using secretive nicknames, ‘Hankyuu,’ ‘Fishing Bell,’ and ‘Owan,’ all referring to the shapes of women’s chests, which reveals their abnormal fixation and obsession with women’s breasts.

The leader, ‘Hankyuu,’ made the following statement about their motives:

‘Several months ago, I witnessed a high school boy shooting a water gun at a high school girl’s chest at a water park, causing her swimsuit to fly off. The sight of her breasts bouncing and her expression at that moment was burned into my memory. I gathered my comrades to recreate that scene. The most important part was the way the breasts bounced and the woman’s embarrassed expression. I had no intention of going any further. I do not regret it. As a side note, the amount of nosebleed the high school boy had at the time was abnormal.’

…And now, on to the next story. A matter that’s been under discussion for some time in the Diet…”