Yuu's Lewd Spotlight Ignites the Perv Storm
Lewd as hell, what was that? Fate screwing with me? Of course I knew Kashio Yuu would show up eventually, but not this damn soon. I figured a heavyweight artist like her would hold off till tomorrow or something. Popping up right as the con kicked off? Total panic mode.
Anyway.
"Oh..."
Yujia, standing next to me, glanced back and forth between me and Yuu with this amused look on her face. Kinda awkward. Having a connection to Yuu wasn't a big deal, but how we connected? That mattered. With Yujia's personality, once she got curious, she'd poke around with little probing questions. And that could lead to her sniffing out that I'm Sino. Her intuition was the sharpest I'd ever seen—hands down.
Gotta play it careful.
Seemed smart to keep X-Net notifications off and stay low-key in Japan. Lost in those thoughts, staring blankly at Yuu, that's when...
"Minasan, hajimemashite…!"
Yuu started talking. No clue what she said, obviously. I'd mentioned it a million times, but Japanese wasn't my strong suit.
Wonder what she's saying.
Hoping for something I could pick up, amid those random thoughts...
"Nice to meet you all," Suihwa boldly translated.
Glancing at the chat, looked like she'd been grinding those otaku games hard.
I play that stuff all the time and my Japanese still sucks.
She must have a knack for languages. If just playing otaku games made you fluent, I'd be chatting Japanese circles around everyone from all my deep anime dives.
Thinking that, I listened to Suihwa's translation.
"This is the first time showing my face, so I bet a lot of you are shocked. I really didn't want to reveal I'm a girl, but I caved to the organizers' insane offer... or so she says?"
She was already loaded, yet they dragged her out of her room with straight cash. You could feel the organizers' power move.
Might ask her later.
I knew prying like that was rude, but curiosity killed the cat.
Moving the ultra-secretive Yuu with money? Yeah.
Mid those stray thoughts...
"Alright, signing starts now, so line up if you want one!" she says.
The second Yuu's face hit the stream, chat flooded with her looks. And her tits, obviously. No urge to moderate. From our hour-long cafe chat earlier, she seemed like she'd eat up those jokes.
True-blue perv.
Way more genuine than people thought. Fun to hang with occasionally, but living around that energy? Overwhelming.
"Guess I'll go grab a signing. Can't pass this up."
Suihwa said that and bolted straight to Yuu.
How long did we wait in Yuu's line?
"Konnichiwa! (Hello!)"
Yuu greeted us warmly. Her energy hadn't dipped a bit despite chatting up tons of fans ahead.
Anyway.
"Hmm..."
Yuu glanced between me and Suihwa, then at Yujia beside us, and her face flushed bright red. What the hell was she imagining? Didn't look positive. Heavy case, I thought, gripping the camera tighter.
Right then, Suihwa swallowed hard and unleashed a machine-gun burst.
"Zutto mae kara fan desu!! (I've been a fan for so long!!)"
Looked like she'd memorized lines ahead. Or she was nervous.
Yuu smiled faintly and replied.
...What'd she say?
Wish Suihwa would translate.
"No no!!!"
But the translator herself was blushing and stammering. What could Yuu have said to fluster her like that? I didn't know Yuu super well, but she wouldn't drop something spicy on a stranger.
As I wondered, Suihwa snatched her signed paper and bolted from the line.
"Ah.. Nothing much. Just got flustered from the sudden whisper and bailed."
"For real, nothing. No wild guesses, guys."
She was denying it so hard—maybe she really didn't say shit. Should I trust Suihwa—
Ding-!
Ding-!
Notifications pinged back-to-back. Sender?
I glanced toward Yuu, wondering what was up—and sneer. She flashed the lewdiest grin ever.