The Guy Who Messed Up Is Gradually Doing His Best - Chapter 93: (Sawakaze Kazuya's Perspective)

“Hey, fatty. Has Toujou said anything yet…?”

“Yes. Nothing.”

“Tsk.”

If I look it up a bit (I had my manager look it up), the special program “Let’s Sing and Dance Together” from Happy Day had the lowest ratings ever…

Ahaha, serve you right, Toujou-san.

Well, I was a bit flustered when a connection issue occurred during the live stream (I don’t know the reason, so let’s just say that. This was also due to the manager’s investigation), but it’s their fault for underestimating me. Hehehe, if you’re going to apologize, now’s the time.

I check the netTube rankings on my smartphone.

“Tch.”

The video I edited and uploaded from my live stream on Happy Day is still in second place.

The first place is taken by “Four Ears Channel,” an idol channel I’ve never heard of before. I glanced at it, and it’s just a play video of kids making a ruckus. To think this is number one, are the women in this world stupid…

Well, sometimes when idols, singers, or actresses upload something, it happens. That one lucky hit. I know these kinds of videos will drop quickly, so it’s not worth worrying about, but still…

“…Cunning little bastards.”

It’s fine that the videos ranked 5th and below are my dance videos that I uploaded yesterday, but the 3rd and 4th places are “Armed Girls.”

I tried to drop him out of the rankings by raising him three times… damn it.

It’s just a damn video where they sing an annoying song, but they stubbornly stick around just because a guy is in it.

“Tch.”

I’m so irritated. In times like this, nothing beats holding a woman…

“I didn’t call you, you fatso! Don’t look over here.”

“Excuse me.”

The fat manager bows to me. She has big breasts, but that’s because she’s fat. Being fat is out of the question.

The officer who came in place of the wives has a nice face and figure, but no charm whatsoever. I don’t like that cold look in his eyes either.

The girlfriends I accumulated at school (30 of them) haven’t approached me since I got engaged to Toujou. Well, with the filming and interviews for the drama, I spend less time at school, and even if they were to introduce themselves now, I wouldn’t remember who is who. But I guess Toujou must have done something.

That woman is such a jinx. Ugh, it’s so frustrating. In times like this, there’s really only one place to go.

“Come out.”

“Huh? W-wait, Kazuya-sama! Today, the people from ‘Mikudas’ are here for their year-end greetings…”

The fat manager was grunting something behind me, but I didn’t care. I’m annoyed right now.

I walked a bit and entered an ordinary building. Five guards silently followed me.

“Welcome, Kazuya-sama. We have been waiting for you.”

“Ah.”

This is the facility “Hustle” that my wife Rinko told me about before she went back to her hometown. It’s a place where I can embrace women.

I was a bit wary thinking it might be related to Toujou, but I heard it’s a facility managed by the government, so now I go there almost every day.

Kazuya doesn’t know, but this facility was hastily established through joint investment by the national and local governments and private companies.

Unlike other men, only to exploit Sawakaze Kazuya’s overwhelming sexual desire. Of course, the Toujou Group is also involved.

The true purpose of this newly established relief facility is to provide married women who have had few intimate encounters and have not yet had children, as well as women who lack confidence in their appearance and body shape and have complex insecurities, with opportunities to interact with men and the chance to conceive children.

On the women’s side, they were guided to “Live In Captivity,” and women who wanted to use it became members.

This facility, “To Live In Captivity,” is planned to be prioritized for installation in prefectures that have reported a high number of men with strong sexual urges, with one facility to be set up in the capital of each prefecture.

However, no such reports have been made yet, and only one facility has been set up near Sawakaze Kazuya’s neighborhood.

“I’m busy. Show me the way quickly.”

“I apologize. Right away.”

After saying that, a heavily made-up old woman bows her head and guides me to the back room.

This is a place where I can embrace as many women as I like whenever I want. I can use it for free, and I’m not responsible for anything. It’s a dreamlike place that I could never have imagined in my previous life.

If there’s one complaint, it’s walking through the dark corridor. If I just follow the red light, I’ll reach the back room without any problem, but at least turn on the lights properly. The old lady says it’s to set the mood, but since the whole place is dimly lit, it’s definitely a cost-cutting measure. Do they really have such a tight budget? If they don’t, I could donate myself…

“Kazuya-sama, thank you for your consideration.”

That old hag insists it’s all an act. If only she could accept it straightforwardly, but she’s such a prideful old woman. Well, whatever. When I entered the room, there were women with sexy bodies just to my taste waiting for me.

Oh, five pretty good catches today too, huh…

The facilities here are great because there’s no misses.

At this moment, I am under the illusion of psychic ability, being shown a woman of my preference, but ignorance is bliss.

Having hustled at “Hustle,” I returned home with a light step.

“Kazuya-sama!”

As soon as I returned, the fat manager showed up. She’s still here? I let out a sigh and cursed.

“Haa… what is it?”

“Kazuya-sama, I told you so many times that I have plans today.”

They say the president of “Mikudas” came to greet us… they say the final confirmation for the New Year’s Eve live show… they say a magazine interview… and when I go out, they don’t know when I’ll be back. At least tell me where you’re going, she says.

“Shut up!”

“Then… Please at least take a look at this.”

“What is that?”

The fat manager hands over a piece of paper.

“It seems that the performers for tomorrow’s ‘King of Songs Night’ on the 30th have been changed.”

Oh, that traditional-style Japanese popular ballad singer’s old hag got seriously hurt. Good, right? I don’t like that hag anyway, so who will replace her…

“Huh!? Why are Armed Girls showing up!? Hey, fatso, explain this!”

“Kazuya-sama. I also learned about it for the first time from the message that was sent…”

“You useless fatass!”

Damn, damn, why.

——”Haa, if only you had debuted a year later, I could have brought you into our company…”

——”Is there something you’re not satisfied with?”

—— “Hmm. It’s impossible. The momentum of the Armed Girls is incredible right now. We’re putting pressure on them, but it’s just a matter of time. Not even a year, maybe not even six months. Plus, there’s information that the Saijou Group, which is our rival, has contacted them. If we’re going to be pulled into a rival group, there’s talk of moving up our plans to pull them over to our side instead.”

Toujou, huh? It’s Toujou! Toujou must have pulled some strings for the show. Well done, Toujou.

“!?!”

Ah, I see, that’s how it is. She’s delaying her response to the engagement because she’s weighing her options with me… Haha, what a sly fox she is. How dare she.

I was thinking of forgiving her if she apologized, but I won’t anymore. Just wait and see, Toujou.