The Old Man Is Being Shared by Three Gyarus?! ~An Ordinary Salaryman Is Adored by Energetic, Beautiful Gyarus, and His Daily Life With Gyarus Begins Now!~ - 95

Chapter 95: Ossan Kidnapped by a Mysterious Group

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Saturday, September 21st, 10 AM. Today was the day of the culture festival at Misaki-san and Risa-san’s high school. Standing in front of the sink in my house, I carefully checked my appearance. Since I started dating Misaki-san and the others, I had been taking better care of my skin and making sure I had plenty of sleep. As a result, my complexion was in excellent condition. I had also just gotten a haircut, so I could confidently say my face looked perfect.

“Heh…”

I would be meeting Misaki-san’s classmates today. Of course I mustn’t embarrass my cute girlfriend. I had to show them I was a responsible and capable boyfriend. 

“Alright. Time to go.”

After finishing my preparations, I headed out the door. 

But, man… It’s so hot today. 

Even though it was already late September, summer-like days were still lingering. I opted for a pair of chinos and a loose short-sleeved shirt to match the weather. Leaving the apartment, I started walking alone toward the high school. At first, I had planned on going with Ayane-san, but…

“Sorry, I have to visit my middle school classmates’ culture festival on Saturday too. I think I’ll get to Misaki’s high school in the afternoon.”

So she told me. I could’ve waited and gone with her in the afternoon, but I decided to head there alone first and leisurely enjoy the culture festival on my own. Back in high school, I hadn’t cared much about festivals at all, but now I found myself more interested in that sort of stuff. Besides, I could indulge in a little superiority complex while I was at it. I imagined myself sitting at a Halloween-themed café, sipping coffee elegantly, while the random guys visiting tried to hit on my two gorgeous girlfriends in vain.

I decided to let those inferior guys check out my girlfriends’ sexy looks today. Just for today though. It was a special occasion after all. An annual festival! 

Consider it a special service from me. Go ahead and enjoy yourselves, you crowd of nobodies.

“Heh…”

While I was busy imagining myself acting all cool and triumphant, I realized I was already standing in front of the school gate. A colorful signboard was hanging above the gate, and in front of the school building. Rows of food stalls were lined up in front of the school building. It had been a long time since I last attended a festival, and I started feeling a bit excited… Wait, no, that wouldn’t do. I had to act as the “cool and mature, amazing boyfriend” today. I couldn’t let myself get too hyped up over something like this. Tightening my slightly relaxed expression, I made my way to the reception tent.

“Do you have your ticket and ID with you?”

“Yes.”

With an elegant nod, I reached into my wallet with the smooth movements of an English gentleman. I took out my ticket and driver’s license from my wallet and handed them to the male student at the reception.

“Here you go.”

Heh… Perfect. My refined behavior was on par with my stunningly beautiful girlfriends.

“Thank you. We will check- Wa-Wait! This is…?!”

Even the male student at the reception seemed unable to hide his astonishment at my sophisticated demeanor… 

No, wait. Why is he staring at my ticket in shock?

“Hey, this name…”

“Yeah, there’s no mistaking it…”

A group of male students began inspecting my ticket together.

Huh? Why? It’s a legitimate ticket that I received from Misaki-san though?

One of the male students turned away from me, speaking into a small earphone-type communication device.

“A man holding a ticket under Misaki Tsukishiro’s name has appeared. His age and appearance match the information. …Understood. …Yes. Proceed as planned…”

What are they whispering about…?

“Um, is there something wrong with the ticket?”

The male student flinched and quickly turned back toward me.

“N-no! There’s absolutely no issue at all!”

His eyes were darting all over the place.

“T-then, please, this way!”

“Huh?”

The male student was pointing not at the bustling school building that seemed like the main venue but at a quieter one across from it.

“That way?”

“Ah, yes, because you are a ‘special guest’… Hahaha!”

“Huh…?”

Despite not  entirely understanding the situation, I was escorted into the quiet school building by two slightly suspicious-looking male students. There wasn’t a single soul in sight. We climbed to the second floor via the stairs and walked about halfway down the hallway when I started to hear a faint “clatter, clatter” noise, like wheels rolling, coming from behind.

Huh? What’s that?

The clattering sound seemed to be getting closer, so I turned around.

“What?”

About five meters behind me, two other male students had appeared at some point. They were quietly approaching while pushing “wheeled office chairs” as if trying not to make a sound.

“Crap! He noticed!”

Huh? Noticed what?

“Uwoooooooaaaaahhhhh――!!”

The moment our eyes met, the two male students pushing the office chairs suddenly dashed toward me.

“What’s going on!?”

I tried to dodge, but the two students guiding me grabbed my arms and shoulders, preventing me from moving.

“Huh!? Why!?”

“Nowwwwwww――!!”

“Wait, what!? Oof!”

I was suddenly hit behind the knees by one of the office chairs, making me collapse into the chair.

“Got himmmmm――!!”

Before I could even process what was happening, my hands and feet were tightly bound with duct tape. By the time I realized it, my body was secured tightly to the chair.

“Alright, let’s move him!”

“Roger that.”

“Wait, hold on a second!?”

Still taped to the office chair, I was wheeled down the hallway to a room at the end.

“What is this place…?”

The plaque on the door read “Student Council Room.” One of the male students knocked on the door.

“President, we’ve brought the target.”

“Enter.”

A response came from inside, and the door slowly opened.

“Whoa, it’s dark…”

The room was pitch black.

Snap!

The sound of fingers snapping echoed, and a spotlight illuminated the farthest end of the room. A luxurious-looking office chair appeared, facing away from me.

“So you’ve arrived…”

The spotlighted chair slowly swiveled around to reveal—

“Ha! I’ve been waiting for you, Yuuki Nagumo.”

A handsome male student with slicked-back blonde hair, gave me a dramatic pose with his right hand raised to the ceiling.

“…”

What…?

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