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Next day. The day of the Welcoming Ceremony.
A frightening number of people filled up the area of the campus.
The university that Amano had been accepted at was a top-notched and famous private university located within Tokyo. The number of departments in the university were considerably high. And the school buildings in the campus were built close together. It was a massively big school with various kinds of school departments.
As it was the Welcoming Ceremony, of course, there would be new students, but due to the fact that university circles and clubs wanted to recruit new members, registered students of the university were also gathered there. There was also the mass media dedicated to capturing the sight of the idol-turned-university-student in their cameras. Along with the gathering of fan’s idols and onlookers who had time on their hands, the campus fell into chaos like never before.
In the midst of all that, Amano was, as usual, with his donned white lab coat, sitting on the second-floor terrace of the school’s cafeteria building, smoking a cigarette.
Besides him was the requester, Nakao. The form of his best friend, Ryouta was also there.
Ryouta lightly waved to say ‘I look forward to it too’, before facing towards Amano.
As the dangerous statements flew out, Nakao’s face steadily grew paler.
At receiving the unnatural flattery, Amano sneered.
In actual fact, the asshole Amano has a father that operates the gynecology department, making his parent quite a rich person.
A genius intellect.
A good-looking appearance.
From here we can conclude that the world is unfair at the knowledge that he also has a rich fortune.
As Amano took a puff from his cigarette, he began his explanation for the plan.
As spittles flew from Nakao’s face while he shouted, Amano stared at him before raising his hand.
Amano lightly snapped his fingers.
At seeing that, Ryouta opened his mouth to speak.
At getting praised by the two guys, Nakao’s cheeks gradually reddened. It was a deep bright red that looked quite like the color of a boiled octopus. He was feeling shy.
While he watched on Nakao’s creepy laugh, with a scheming face, he whispered.
With a small nod, Amano continued.
To calm down Nakao’s agitation, Ryouta amiably murmured.
At the overly unexpected development, Nakao was flustered.
To be in love with his favorite idol.
They had whispered to him that his dream could be fulfilled.
Amano and Ryouta thought to themselves, “Well, that’s a given.”
Nakao let out a quiet, “Ah.”
Letting himself get carried away by Amano’s wheedling, Nakao’s face was full of excitement.
At the extent of his stimulated feelings, Nakao’s body vigorously shook in excitement.
His pimple-covered cheeks and lips were twitching, and at the edge of his mouth, foam was gathering.
After suggesting a future that he would never have imagined, Nakao’s brain was on the verge of panicking.
Nakao’s shaking will go on for quite a while, but to decide on his answer, he opened his mouth.
Imploringly, he stared at Amano.
Amano let out a daunting smile. Pretentiously, he brandished a finger.
With such force, Nakao prostrated on the floor and lowered his head.
Amano and Ryouta both exchanged glances, a small smile forming on their face.
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