Chapter 28 — The Day Panic Spread Everywhere
—PERVIOUS CHAPTER RECAP
The moment Rika said those words—"Young master's identity can be exposed"—Ayaka didn't waste a second. She ran down the hallway like a storm, her footsteps fast and sharp, her voice trembling with fear.
"Haru! Haru, open the door!"
— RECAP ENDED
Before I could even sit up properly, my bedroom door swung open and my mom rushed inside. She didn't even stop to breathe. She threw her arms around me, hugging me so tightly that I felt my ribs complain a little.
"Mom—? What happened?" I asked, startled.
But she didn't answer. She just held me tighter, trembling slightly, her face buried against my shoulder.
For a moment, I didn't understand. I just blinked, confused, feeling her grip tighten like she was trying to protect me from something invisible.
And then it clicked.
My viral modelling post.
My face all over social media.
Millions of comments. Millions of shares.
Of course she panicked.
In this world, boys were rare. Boys getting famous was dangerous. Fame could reveal location. Fame could attract kidnappers. Fame could trigger government checks. Fame could cause chaos.
I slowly loosened my arms and wrapped them around her waist gently.
"Mom… I'm here," I whispered softly. "Nothing is going to happen. I promise."
Ayaka pulled back a little, her eyes glossy with worry.
"Haru… you don't understand," she whispered. "You're a boy. And not just any boy — you're beautiful. If the wrong people find out… someone could try to take you. We can't risk that. We can't lose you."
Her voice cracked at the end.
I placed my hand on her cheek, smiling softly.
"I'm safe, Mom. I'm at home. I'm with you. Please don't cry."
She hugged me again, gripping the back of my shirt tightly, as if I would disappear if she let go.
After a long moment, she finally calmed down a little.
"From now on… we will tighten security," she said firmly, wiping her eyes. "You are not allowed to step outside alone. Not even for one second."
I nodded slowly.
I understood.
This was the reverse-chastity world.
And for a boy to go viral… it was like setting a fire in the middle of the city.
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Scene Shift — Hanma Studio, Emergency Meeting Room
Inside Hanma Studio, panic had erupted like a bomb.
The agency manager slammed a stack of printed screenshots on the table.
"LOOK AT THESE NUMBERS!" she shouted. "10.5 million comments! Nearly a hundred million likes! Fifty-six million shares in one night!"
The entire meeting room fell silent.
Then someone whispered:
"This is too fast… male models never go this viral…"
Another employee looked pale. "Government will definitely monitor us now…"
The manager inhaled deeply and dropped into her chair.
"Monitor? They already ARE monitoring us."
Everyone stiffened.
The manager held up her tablet. "We received an official warning this morning. The Male Protection Department directly contacted us."
Gasps filled the room.
"They said Haruya-sama's identity is now classified as TOP-LEVEL restricted information. If ANYONE asks for his details—his school, his age, his home address—"
She slammed her fist on the table.
"WE. SAY. NOTHING."
The room fell dead quiet.
"N-Not even celebrities?" someone whispered.
The manager glared so sharply that the staff member nearly shrank into the chair.
"I don't care if the QUEEN herself comes and asks," she snapped. "If anyone leaks Haruya-sama's identity… the consequences will destroy our entire studio."
She pointed to everyone one by one.
"No matter how big the influencer.
No matter how wealthy the sponsor.
No matter how famous the female idol.
NO ONE gets information. Understand?"
A loud, unified response shook the room:
"YES MA'AM!"
The manager continued:
"From today onward:
All studio phones locked.
All digital copies of Haruya's photos restricted.
No receptionist may talk about him.
No staff may whisper about him.
No employee may post anything online.
If ANY breach happens—government will shut us down."
One of the stylists raised her hand nervously.
"But ma'am… celebrities are already contacting us. They're begging for collaboration with 'the beautiful boy.' They're offering sponsorship deals…"
The manager's eyes narrowed.
"I DON'T CARE."
Someone added softly, "We should protect him… he's too sweet to face the industry's darkness."
The manager nodded, tone softening for the first time.
"He trusted us. He worked with us sincerely. He is kind. He is polite. He is pure."
Then her voice sharpened again:
"So we will protect him. MORE than the government."
The room erupted in motivated cheer:
"WE WILL PROTECT HARUYA-SAMA!"
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Scene Shift — Celebrity Mansion
The celebrity from yesterday — one of the top five female idols of the country — was pacing her luxurious living room like a wild tiger.
Her secretary looked terrified.
"Madam," she stuttered, "I searched everywhere… every website… every article… there is no information about the boy. None. Zero."
The celebrity froze.
"No information?" her voice dropped dangerously. "How is that possible? I saw the photos — they weren't normal. That boy… his beauty is otherworldly. How can a face like that exist and no one knows anything?!"
The secretary gulped.
"Madam… all male information is protected under the National Male Security Database. It's impossible to access."
The celebrity's brows twitched.
"Impossible? Nothing is impossible for me."
The secretary sighed carefully.
"We tried everything. The government firewalls blocked every attempt."
The celebrity let out an annoyed groan.
"So what do we do? I want to MEET him!"
"Well…" the secretary said slowly. "There is one way."
The celebrity spun around instantly.
"What way? Speak!"
"We can contact Hanma Studio directly and request an appointment."
Her eyes widened with excitement.
"That's it?? Then DO IT!" she demanded. "Set an appointment! Tell them I want to collaborate with that little angel! His face is perfection — I NEED him for my brand."
The secretary nodded quickly.
"Yes, madam. I will contact them now."
The celebrity smirked proudly and brushed her hair behind her shoulder.
"That's more like it… No one hides a beauty like that from me."
She paused, then whispered softly, almost dreamily:
"I want to see him up close… even once."
She didn't know that Hanma Studio would reject her before she even finished her sentence.
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Scene Shift — Haruya's Home
Ayaka held my cheeks gently, her eyes still full of fear.
"Haru… don't worry. Mom will protect you. No one will lay a finger on you."
I placed my hand over hers.
"I know, Mom. I trust you."
Just then, Aoi and Sakura burst into the room, breathless.
"What happened!?"
"Is Haru safe!?"
"Why is everyone panicking!?"
Ayaka explained everything — the viral post, the government warning, the danger.
Sakura gasped dramatically.
"That many views!?! My cute brother is TOO powerful! The internet can't handle him!"
Aoi smacked her arm.
"This isn't funny! Haru could be in danger!"
I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose.
"Calm down. I'm fine. I'm at home. Nothing happened."
But the three women glared at me like I had said the dumbest thing ever.
Ayaka pulled me into another hug.
"Haru, sweetheart… you don't understand. You are a boy. One viral moment is enough for dangerous people to appear."
Aoi held my hand tightly.
"We're increasing security."
Sakura raised her hand dramatically.
"If government soldiers are needed, I will call them!"
I groaned internally.
My peaceful holiday was officially destroyed.
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To be continued…
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Author Note 📝
Hello dear readers, King_Fuzu here!
Before the next chapter, let me clear something important for everyone:
A lot of you might be thinking the government completely restricted Hanma Studio after Haruya's modelling post blew up.
But they didn't.
The government only gave one strict rule:
Hanma Studio is allowed to continue Haruya's modelling and upload his photos…
BUT they cannot reveal a single piece of personal information about him.
Not his name.
Not his school.
Not his age.
Not his address.
Not even the tiniest detail.
Even if a powerful celebrity or some rich higher-up demands it, they must refuse.
This is for Haruya's safety — because boys are too rare and too precious in this world.
And about that mystery celebrity who is desperately trying to find info about him…
Yes, she will be joining the story soon.
And yes, she will become one of Haruya's future harem wives.
Her name and full introduction will be revealed in the next chapter — she won't be an ordinary character, she's special.
Also…
I'm sorry that today's chapter was a bit short.
I'm still feeling a little off 🤧, so I didn't want to force myself and ruin the writing quality.
I hope you all understand.
Thank you for your patience, for your support, and for always motivating me.
Your comments and love keep this story alive every single day.
See you in the next chapter ❤️