"This is indeed a bit difficult…"
What Anon didn't expect was that upon hearing her question, Kamijou Mutsuki's face actually showed a troubled expression.
"Eh? But didn't you just say…"
"Although I said that, the most basic… same-sex marriage laws wouldn't recognize it."
"???"
"And while this kind of thing is commonplace in this world, the surrounding eyes do need to be considered…"
"That's not what I meant by 'agree'!"
Anon felt like she was about to go crazy.
This guy can't go a moment without stirring up trouble, can he?
"Of course, and most importantly…"
"…What?"
"Takamatsu Tomori is my wife. I won't give her to you!"
"You're still thinking about that?"
Anon couldn't help but look at Kamijou Mutsuki with wide eyes.
"I suddenly wonder whether trusting you was the right choice…"
"Ahem ahem,"
Hearing this, Kamijou Mutsuki couldn't help but cough lightly twice.
"Young people can't take a joke at all, huh."
"So you admit you were deliberately using me for fun just now?"
"…Wanting Takamatsu Tomori to join the band is actually simple."
"..."
Why does this guy look like nothing at all happened?
"Just find someone…"
"Find someone?"
Anon felt like she was playing an RPG, and Kamijou Mutsuki in front of her was the NPC giving her a quest.
"A gentle, generous, warm, and beautiful girl."
"She might be a little vain, she might have her little schemes, she might choose to run from difficulties…"
"…But when you need her, she will absolutely not let you down!"
"At first meeting, you might think she's a bit slick and worldly, but when you truly understand her… you'll see the kindness and warmth hidden in her heart."
"She… is far more outstanding than you'd imagine!"
"Who is this? Sounds like some main heroine from a manga or something…"
Hearing Kamijou Mutsuki speak so earnestly about another girl right in front of her, Anon felt inexplicably annoyed. Moreover, she had a sense of déjà vu listening to his introduction.
"Her name… Anon-chan, you should know."
"I… know?"
Looking at Kamijou Mutsuki's half-smile, half-smirk expression, Anon felt completely uncomfortable.
"Stop teasing me. Who is it exactly?"
Someone with such a distinct personality—if she knew her, she shouldn't be unable to remember!
"Chihaya Anon… that's the girl's name."
"Chihaya…"
Anon finally reacted, and her cheeks instantly flushed bright red.
"You… I…"
She pointed at Kamijou Mutsuki, stammering for a long while without being able to speak.
"…What do you mean by that?"
Though the words were a question, the tone sounded almost like a sweet, coquettish pout, which added a layer of flustered anger to the girl's eyes.
This damn guy has no sense of fairness—he ambushed her, a pure teenage girl.
How can he speak such shameless lines with a straight face in front of her?
"I'm merely stating the facts."
This provocateur of a girl's heart really seemed completely unaware of what he was doing.
"At a time like this, the only one who can help Takamatsu Tomori is… Anon-chan, right?"
One could only say that the name "Saint Anon" was truly well-deserved. Although her skills were a bit lacking, MyGO's formation really relied entirely on her output.
"I believe Anon-chan can help Takamatsu Tomori step out of her past shadow and build a new band together."
"You… you've been praising me nonstop since just now… are you plotting something?"
Anon couldn't stand being flattered by Kamijou Mutsuki any longer, so she deliberately put on a fierce expression to glare at him.
But the faint blush spreading across her cheeks could not be suppressed, and her heartbeat was completely out of control.
"Hmph, you're underestimating me, aren't you? I'm not the kind of girl who can be easily won over with a few compliments…"
This is just a scumbag's scheme. Calm down, Chihaya Anon!
But… gentle, kind, warm, generous—she was the only one who could help Takamatsu Tomori…
The girl lowered her head, hiding the corners of her mouth that curved in a way even harder to suppress than AK.
Being praised… feels so good (^▽^)
In fact, with Anon's outstanding qualities, she was already used to receiving compliments from others.
One could only say that Kamijou Mutsuki's level was too high—how could a single, pure girl withstand this kind of tactic?
"…Also, haven't you actually done anything? How exactly did you help me?"
Anon struggled to suppress the surging emotions in her heart, then spoke as if trying to change the topic.
"True, technically… but I can help you by introducing the remaining band members."
"The remaining band members?"
"A free-spirited stray-cat guitarist, a drummer who pressures everyone equally, and a former dynasty relic bassist with a mind full of reverse M and repeated C…"
"Are you serious?"
Even now, Anon could only feel a black cloud of worry over her head after hearing Kamijou Mutsuki's description.
"Just listening to these guys, I can already tell this is going to be bad…"
"That's why we need our great Saint Anon…"
"Flattering me won't work!"
Even though she said that, her cheeks couldn't help but flush again.
Saint Anon… what kind of weird title is this?
"In any case… I'll think over what you said…"
She didn't refuse outright.
Afterwards, the two exchanged LINE numbers, and Anon didn't even say a word before leaving as if she were running away.
So much happened today that the girl would probably need a lot of time just to sort out her thoughts.
After seeing Anon-chan leave, Kamijou Mutsuki first cast a subtle glance at the conspicuous emerald outside, then turned his attention to Taki-san.
"Waitress, take the order."
"Tsk~"
Hearing Kamijou Mutsuki call her, Taki clicked her tongue in annoyance.
"…What do you want?"
Her tone was stiff, and her service attitude basically zero—but Kamijou Mutsuki didn't care in the slightest.
"Do you sell cucumbers here?"
"?"
Buying cucumbers at RING? Are you crazy?
"No!"
"Then do you have cucumber-flavored cake?"
"No."
"Parfaits?"
"Also no!"
"Then what do you even sell in this place?"
"You're deliberately provoking me, aren't you?!"
Taki, with her short fuse, naturally didn't hold back with Kamijou Mutsuki.
"Taki, be polite to customers~"
Seeing that an argument might break out, an orange-haired girl wearing a work uniform similar to Taki's approached.
"Ririko senpai…"
Seeing her arrive, Taki's expression softened a bit, though her brows remained tightly furrowed.
From her perspective, Kamijou Mutsuki had started the trouble.
After all, who buys cucumbers at a livehouse?
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