Yukima Azuma borrowed a cara from Kato gumi.
He copied the data from the cara onto his phone.
Then, he selected a few landscape photos of Hokkaido and so portrait-style scenic photos featuring only himself.
These photos were sent one by one to Kirisu Mafuyu, Yukinoshita Yukino, and Gotoh Hitori.
On Bocchi's side, the "read" notification appeared imdiately.
But after a while, there was still no reply.
Who knows what she was doing with the photos.
The first to reply was Kirisu-sensei.
Mafuyu: [Hokkaido, huh? The scenery is truly beautiful.]
Azuma: [It's a pity Sensei couldn't co.]
Mafuyu: [You all went on a trip together. If Sensei joined, wouldn't it ruin the atmosphere?]
Azuma: [Not at all. After all, Kirisu Mafuyu is my friend.]
Mafuyu: [Really, you're such a cheeky student!]
Yukima Azuma felt that Kirisu Mafuyu's comnt on the scenery was too polite.
The fact that she didn't ntion the portrait photos of him...
Maybe she had zood in and stared at them for a while.
Yukima Azuma was confident enough in his own looks.
Next was Yukinoshita Yukino.
Yukino: [Very beautiful.]
This straightforward complint made Yukima Azuma pause for a mont.
Although he knew Yukino was soone who spoke her mind, to be this direct about it?
Or was she talking about the scenery?
Azuma: [Do you an Hokkaido or ?]
Yukima Azuma decided to ask directly.
Yukino: [You.]
Yukima Azuma blinked several tis.
Wow.
As expected of Yukino—she was always so straightforward. That was exactly what he liked about her.
Co to think of it, Yukino had been unusually gentle with him lately.
Could it be... ti to push his luck a little further?
Azuma: [In return, can you show your feet?]
Yukino: [Picture of Yukinoshita Yukino's feet.jpg]
Azuma: [Itadakimasu!]
Yukima Azuma opened the photo and zood in to look.
It was a photo taken in the office of Laplace Corporation, probably just recently.
It showed Yukino wearing high heels and a pencil skirt.
And, of course, her long, slender legs.
A dazzlingly fair white.
Yukima Azuma silently admired it for a while and then saved the photo.
At the sa ti, in the president's office of Laplace Corporation...
Yukino was lying face down on her desk, hands covering her face.
At this mont, the snow-like girl's cheeks were burning red.
One touch, and you could feel the heat.
"Am I okay...?" she muttered to herself. "Could this be considered indecent?"
Never having experienced love before, the young lady now felt as if she had tried to act confident in front of the boy she liked, only to feel regret afterward.
These experiences that her teenage years had missed were now being added little by little.
After finishing his conversation with Yukino,
Yukima Azuma stared at Bocchi, who was still typing a ssage, and shook his head.
Azuma: [Bocchi, are you doing sothing weird with my photos? That's fine, but just don't overdo it.]
Bocchi: [No way!]
Bocchi: [Ah! It's not like I don't have any desires toward Azuma-kun, but doing sothing like that feels kind of offensive.]
Bocchi: [Anyway, I didn't do it, but I really like Azuma-kun, Red Bean Paste Secret Marseille!]
This ti, she replied imdiately.
But her explanation seed a bit flustered.
She wanted to clarify that she wasn't doing anything weird, while also worrying that having no earthly desires might disappoint Yukima Azuma.
Azuma: [Just kidding. Do you think the scenery here is beautiful?]
Bocchi: [Very beautiful, it feels like sothing out of a movie.]
Azuma: [Next ti, let's co here together, just the two of us.]
Bocchi: [Huh? You don't have to be so kind to … Just staying ho and looking at the photos is enough for .]
Azuma: [So, Bocchi, you really didn't do "sothing" with my photos?]
Bocchi: [I didn't do anything with the photos, but I did imagine… the things we've already done.]
At first, Yukima Azuma only intended to change the subject.
But now, as he stroked his chin, he appeared thoughtful.
After all, Bocchi was still in her youthful years.
Anyway, he decided he would visit Bocchi after returning ho.
With this thought, Yukima Azuma opened the photo album on his phone.
Eventually, he found a few selfies he had taken after showering, ant to check his hair length, and sent them to Bocchi.
Azuma: [It's okay, Bocchi, feel free to use them.]
At Gotoh's house.
Initially, as the chat box remained silent for a while, Gotoh Hitori felt like her life was nearing its end.
Then, suddenly, a few photos ca through.
She opened them and saw photos of the young man right after his shower, water droplets still visible on his white shirt.
It looked like the cover of a provocative photobook.
Accompanied by the photos was a statent permitting "use."
"EHHH!? What am I supposed to say to this?"
Staring at the young man's photos, Gotoh Hitori was thrown into unprecedented confusion.
But remaining silent for too long wasn't sothing Bocchi could do.
So...
Bocchi: [Itadakimasu!]
....
Closing the LINE interface, Yukima Azuma logged into his Twitter account.
With his return from Hokkaido, the release of his new book was approaching.
Thus, if he wanted to create buzz, now was the right ti.
Conveniently, the official verification for his account, which he had applied for last night, was also completed.
In fact, Yukima Azuma should have created a personal Twitter account long ago.
He simply hadn't cared to, nor had he anticipated needing it so soon.
A few hours had passed since verification, yet despite the account having no tweets, it had already gained several thousand followers.
The speed of this follower growth would surely make professional social dia managers green with envy.
Yukima Azuma thought for a mont, then crafted his first tweet.
[Hello, everyone! I'm Yukimi Azuma, the author of Saekano. Thank you for your support! Volu 2 of the series Seishun Kodoku Shounen (The Youth of The Lonely Boy) will be released next week. Please look forward to it!
Special Announcent: The plot of Volu 2 is set in the high school era before Volu 1, so Kujou gumi will not appear in this installnt. I hope you all understand. This volu will center around the childhood friend, Kurokawa Akane.
And one more thing: Kujou gumi is my wife!]
Three minutes after posting the tweet,
The likes and shares began to surge rapidly.
anwhile, the comnts section seed to scroll by at lightning speed.
"'Kujou gumi is my wife': WOC! Yukimi-sensei! Just started a Twitter account, and it's already like this? This should be suspended imdiately."
"'Kujou gumi is mine': Huh? A new volu already?!"
"A twisted fan of gumi:" gumi not appearing? Then what am I even reading this for?! Yukimi-sensei has definitely taken a bribe!
"Random passerby:" Is this Kurokawa Akane the one I'm thinking of? How much did you get paid to clean her up? The author too, always taking money!
"World's Best gumi Saint:" Yukimi-sensei, where do you live? I don't an anything else; I just want to take a photo together.
"I'm Kujou gumi's Dog:" I propose we gather forces to lock this guy in a dark basent.
Yukima Azuma scrolled through the comnts.
Most were noisy argunts.
The announcent that gumi wouldn't appear in the new volu had clearly left fans emotionally unstable.
However, this was precisely the effect Yukima Azuma wanted.
A simple promotion for Volu 2 wouldn't have generated this level of buzz.
As for whether anyone would actually buy Volu 2...
Tsk, online chatter was just for entertainnt anyway.
"Azuma-san... can you help ? The zipper on the back won't go up."
The voice of Kato gumi echoed softly.
Yukima Azuma turned off his phone.
Exiting his room, he saw the girl who resembled a tuberose flower standing in the hallway.
At this mont, she had her back to him.
A scene as pure and white as snow left Yukima Azuma montarily breathless.
The zipper Kato gumi referred to was on the back of her swimsuit.
Not the one-piece kind, but a two-piece design.
Although the swimsuit wasn't overly revealing, the graceful curve of her back was clearly visible.
Kato gumi's figure was well-proportioned—not overly striking but with a subtle balance of curves in all the right places.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Yukima Azuma beca even more certain of one thought:
gumi is my wife!
"Azuma-san?"
"Ah, coming right away!"
Snapping out of it, Yukima Azuma quickly stepped forward.
He tugged at the zipper a bit before easily pulling it all the way up.
Kato gumi felt the warmth of his hand from behind, and her head lowered slightly.
Even though she hadn't turned to look, she could guess Yukima Azuma's reaction.
That brief mont he froze made Kato gumi feel a bit happy.
Turning around, Kato gumi tried to remain natural, casually showing off her figure.
Her swimsuit was pure white, adorned with adorable trims.
The pristine color, strangely enough, evoked a sense of forbidden allure.
"How does Azuma-san think it looks?"
"It suits gumi perfectly. But are you planning to wear this out tomorrow?"
"Of course not. This outfit is a 'special privilege' just for Azuma-san."
"Eh?"
"I an, tomorrow I'll wear a jacket over it when we go out."
Kato gumi reached behind her, revealing a long ivory jacket in her hands.
Yukima Azuma swallowed audibly.
Kato gumi holding the jacket looked even more captivating than before.
She draped the ivory jacket over her shoulders, covering most of the srizing view.
Then, Kato gumi quickly stepped closer to Yukima Azuma.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him directly.
The possessive feeling Yukima Azuma had accidentally revealed earlier made Kato gumi's heart race.
She realized how well they fit together.
Earlier, while standing in front of the mirror in her swimsuit, Kato gumi had already thought about adding a jacket.
This look was sothing ant only for Azuma to see.
The kiss lasted for an indeterminate amount of ti.
Until the sound of a door opening echoed down the hallway.
Kato gumi quickly let go.
With flushed cheeks, she touched her lips lightly with her fingers and made a playful "shh" gesture.
Then, she quietly tiptoed back to her room.
"Azuma, what are you doing standing here?"
Eriri asked curiously, looking at Yukima Azuma standing frozen in the hallway.
"Eriri, don't you have sothing to show ?"
Instead of answering, Yukima Azuma turned the question back on Eriri.
Eriri blinked, a question mark practically floating over her head.
What would she show Azuma?
Seeing Eriri's clueless expression, Yukima Azuma chuckled and shook his head slightly.
"It's nothing. Eriri, get so sleep; we're going to the beach tomorrow."
"Oh, uh, okay."
Eriri replied briefly and headed straight into the bathroom.
When she returned to her room and was preparing her things for the next day, her gaze fell on the swimsuit she had carefully picked out.
Suddenly, a big exclamation mark popped into her head.
Eriri: "No!"
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