I was
reminded that Misuzu-chan’s life was completely over, and I repressed my rising
dislike as I took my seat at the round table again.
「...It’s
terrible」
「Yeah,
I agree」
Kyoko-san
nodded at me.
「But
if you don’t want to be like that, you’ll have to behave well」
「So,
the mission is... well... it’s kind of... naughty?」
Masakey-chan
nodded her head, and Kyoko-san nodded her head.
「As
long as there’s a man around. That was how it was last time, too, and the women
who didn’t like it dropped the men first, and as a result, there were no men
left at the beginning」
「Hmm...I
see. I guess that’s what’s going to happen this time, too. Is this one the same
as the last one, except for the participants?」
「No,
we didn’t have this luxury of one room per person, and there were fewer of us.
It was more like a horrible stone basement... and by the way, it wasn’t
Aramaki-san, it was Seki-san」
「Seki-san?」
「Seki-san
the Mackerel」
「Oh...I
guess it’s all about seafood there」
Masakey-chan
chuckled, and her breasts, which didn’t fit her figure, swayed in the air.
She’s
the type of model that we can’t use in our fashion magazines, but if she did a
swimsuit gravure for a young man’s magazine, I think she’d get a big hit.
Thinking
about this in a corner of my mind, I opened my mouth.
「...I
don’t think it’s a good idea to keep Fumijima-san like this」
If
Fumijima-san is still alive when I’m voted in, there’s a chance I’ll be
assigned the same mission as Misuzu-chan. Honestly, I don’t want to do that...
I need him to leave as soon as possible.
But Masakey-chan
shakes her head.
「But...
Fumijima-san is still someone we can talk to. The worst offenders are the First
Beauty. They’re going to have four solid votes there. And the fewer people we
have, the harder it will be to cut them off」
Then
Kaneko-san let out a self-mocking sigh.
「That’s
true. If that happens, you’ll be preyed upon by Hikami and the president before
you’re even voted in. Just like me...」
「Prey...
what do you mean?」
「They’ll
threaten you with death if you don’t vote according to them. Because, even with
death on the line, there’s nothing to do here until nine o’clock at night. So,
they’ll play with you just to keep you occupied, and then they’ll just throw
you away」
「No
way...」
Aside
from the president, Hikami-kun is a very likable model. I was irritated when he
said earlier that holding Misuzu-chan was a reward for him, but he doesn't
appear to be a malicious person.
However,
Kaneko-san...
「I
know the true nature of those two people very well」
Then
she began to tell me the story of how the model Kaneko-san disappeared. Many of
the things she said matched the stories I had heard from others.
That’s
why I went to the reception room of First Beauty in order to save Misuzu-chan.
However,
I hadn’t thought until just now that Hikami-kun was playing a part in it.
A
heavy silence fell as Kaneko-san stopped talking.
After
a while, Masakey-chan opened her mouth with a look of displeasure on her face.
「Masakey,
too. I don’t think I can forgive President-san and Hikami-san. That’s why I
think the four of us here, plus Natsumi, should work together to collect votes
for either the president-san or Hikami-san」
Kaneko-san
nodded and Kyoko-san smiled with a twisted corner of her mouth.
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「I
have no objection either. I don’t blame you if we have to destroy each other
later, but it’s not good for me to let those bastards do whatever they want」
「Well,
then, let’s just fight together for the next round, okay?」
Masakey-chan
looks around at the others, and they all nod. Of course, so did I. At any rate,
since we won’t be able to vote in the next round, there’s no reason not to join
in.
The
opponent has four votes, and we have five. Misuzu-chan will not be able to vote
next time, and Fumijima-san is the only one left. -tinytranslation.xyz
And
depending on who Fumijima-san votes for, it could be a five-to-five draw.
「Who
are the presidents going to vote for?」
They must
have thought the same thing I did. Masakey-chan tilted her head, and Kyoko-san
spat something.
「That
ugly guy, I guess」
「Yeah.
Akira Mizuki was watching the video of Fumijima-san and Misuzu-san with a very
unhappy look on her face. If the president imagined that his lover might be
raped by Fumijima-san in the future, it would be normal for him to want to
destroy him」
If
the presidents are going to vote for Fumijima-san, then we’ve won.
We
have five votes, the presidents have four.
The
remaining vote was Fumijima-san himself. And there’s no way he’s voting for himself.
「The
question is, who will it be, the president or Hikami?」
When
Kyoko-san murmurs, and I look back at Kaneko-san. She has the right to make
that decision, I thought.
「...In
your opinion, which one is more unforgivable?」
Kaneko-san
looked at me with a serious face.
「Both...
but the best is...」
◇ ◇ ◇
Time
flies.
『Good
evening! Aramaki-san announces that it’s nine o’clock in the evening, Jake! Gather
around the round table, Jake! 』
「Hii!」
As
usual, Aramaki-san’s voice rang out loudly, and I jumped up on my bed again.
（This
is too bad for my heart every time）
Then
I walk out of the room and go to the round table. This time, I’m the second one
after Kyoko-san.
While
I was watching the others coming out of the room, Akira-chan came out from the
president’s room with him.
It
seems that the rumor that she was his lover was true. To be honest, I can’t
believe that he can make out with his lover in such a place where death is a
near possibility.
As
everyone except Misuzu-chan and Fumijima-san took their seats, Aramaki-san
jumped up and down on the screen.
『Wait
a little longer, Jake... Ugly man and Misuzu are in the middle of their last
shot, Jake』
「What
do you mean, the last shot... are they still doing it?」
Akira-chan’s
face pales quickly.
『That
ugly guy. Aramaki-san was surprised to see him, Jake. Misuzu survived for the
time being, Jake, and the baby’s impregnation was confirmed, Jake』
「Hey,
hey... they’ve been at it all night, seriously? This isn’t hardcore play!」
When
Kyoko-san said that with a disgusted look on her face, Aramaki-san, for some
reason, competed with her and spoke.
『Aramaki-san’s
no stranger to hardcore play, Jake! After all, I have been playing with
tentacles for 365 days, Jake!』
Then,
in a close-up, she said.
『Anisakis,
though!』
And
then she starts giggling to herself again.
...I
swear, these fishes...
What
the hell is wrong with this atmosphere?
