"Stop it! Anyone! Hurry and save me!"
"Jie, jie, jie! To actually incite that guy Yamamoto to obstruct me, good boy! The following is good now, succubi like seven-tenths done young men!"
"Bullshit! There's a difference between maturity and maturity, you bastard!"
"En..."
The long eyelashes trembled twice, and the yellow-haired person who had rolled his eyes amidst the noisy clamor finally found his soul again.
Thanks to the pain of failing to find a voice actor, the tears that covered Kohei Imamura's entire face acted as a lubricant for his eyeballs, preventing him from enjoying the pleasure of having his eyes violently exploded before experiencing a roasted bird.
It's just that compared to the visible crisis before his eyes, this detail actually needn't be minded.
"En... what's going on! Yuu, what are you trying to do, playing with fire is very dangerous!"
"Ohayo, Kohei!"
Turning his head with little highlight in his eyes, Miyazawa Yuu spun the windproof lighter in his hand around his fingertips twice.
As the orange-yellow flame turned into a sliding streak of light and shadow, a large patch of cold sweat instantly flowed down Kohei Imamura's forehead. Anyone with a normal head knew the consequences of having a sky lantern lit on them.
If Yuu's hand slipped even slightly, let alone the ultimate dream of intimate interaction with a voice actor, he probably wouldn't even be able to play a Galgame!
"Hoo—!"
Stretching out his neck and exhaling a long breath, Iori Kitahara took advantage of Yuu not paying attention to his side, wanting to blow out the lighter to temporarily solve the urgent crisis.
However, under his expectant gaze, the already flickering flame merely trembled twice before firmly nesting in the latter's hand and continuing to burn, showing no sign of going out at all.
"Heh, American-made Zippo windproof lighter."
With a cold laugh, Miyazawa Yuu looked at Iori, who was puffing out his cheeks and constantly trying, a visible display of bullying power appearing on his face.
"This is a high-grade item I borrowed from my dad, Iori is too naive to try and contend with the power of technology!"
"What are you, a bastard who casually borrows lighters, being arrogant about! Hurry up and give me a humanitarian destruction!"
Feeling the pressure of wealth for the first time, Iori Kitahara now wished that what Yuu held was a regular plastic lighter.
But unfortunately, there is no 'if' in the world. Seeing Miyazawa Yuu making a gesture to throw the lighter and directly charcoal-grill the cockroach, his arrogance only lasted for a moment before he immediately softened up.
"Wait a moment! This matter has nothing to do with Kohei and me, it was completely that guy Yamamoto who smelled his way over there!!!"
"Hoho, the guy who abandoned his best friend has committed a crime compounded! Let's start burning from under Iori's feet!"
"It's true! We just ran into Yamamoto at the shrine, we absolutely didn't expose Yuu-sama's whereabouts!"
Struggling madly, Iori Kitahara was crying as he kicked his legs left and right and shook his body, and he actually managed to wake up the drooling and unconscious Yamamoto.
"Yamamoto! You take responsibility for what you did! Don't drag us down!"
"Mmm..."
Opening his eyes and figuring out the situation in one second, a flash of sagely light flickered in Shinichiro Yamamoto's eyes—"That's right! These two guys were the ones who tipped him off!"
"Yoshi! Then, light the fire..."
"Yamamoto! Where is your sense of responsibility!?"
Black-faced, refusing to be dragged into the vortex of courting death by scum, Iori has, in fact, formed a radar during his long-term cohabitation on how to provoke Yuu without getting beaten to death!
Unless they encounter a sudden incident like interrupting a kiss, where he might be comboed into a pile of烂泥 (mud/sludge), otherwise, he has a ninety-percent certainty of surviving until death.
All in all, being buried with human trash like Yamamoto and Nojima is absolutely not allowed! His soul would be mocked by succubi if he went to hell this way!
"Hey! What's going on over there, you can't do that!"
Perhaps the commotion was truly too great; the situation at the burning site finally attracted the festival organizer.
Seeing the person waving his hands and running over in a hurry, Iori Kitahara's expression instantly relaxed—finally saved!
It must be said that there are more good people in this world, and someone like Yuu, who is relatively reserved before getting familiar but starts physically 'killing the familiar' afterward, is just an exception.
"Help! We've been kidnapped!"
"Help!!!"
"I'm so scared!"
"Hey, Nojima, can you be a bit more normal..."
Speechlessly looking at Nojima, who had woken up at some point, whose leather clothes were ragged, and who had a shy expression, Kohei Imamura felt his eyes had suffered a critical hit.
But these are all irrelevant minor matters. As long as someone is here, Yuu definitely won't continue to kill, so he is safe now.
"Emmm... Indeed, this won't do..."
"Nonsense! Roasting people tied to a stake, are you a witch hunter who traveled from the European Middle Ages!"
"No, no, no! My meaning is, this simply won't start a fire..."
Cupping his chin with his hand and inspecting the dry wood, Miyazawa Yuu shook his head seriously and explained, "If there is only burning material and no kindling, the lighter can't start a fire at all!"
"!!!"
Staring wide-eyed at Yuu, Iori Kitahara couldn't believe this guy was still plotting how to charcoal-grill him, but those eyes...
The reversed black and white eyeballs flickered with a malice as deep as the night, and the cold-blooded intention to burn lives to ashes was truly genuine—
This guy... he can't be serious!!!
"Wait a moment! What are you doing, tying people to a bonfire is very dangerous!"
The shrine big brother was having a terrible headache, already worried because his little sister was angered into fainting by a perpetual virgin. Then, he received a report that a terrifying gorilla was spotted at the festival!
However, before he could solve the above troubles one by one, he simply passed by the bonfire that would be used for the bonfire party and discovered that someone was playing BBQ again!
Seriously, what's wrong with this generation of tourists, their manners are a bit too poor!
"Quickly put the lighter down! Using open flames next to firewood is very dangerous..."
Rushing forward and snatching the lighter, the shrine big brother was about to scold the other party, but when he clearly saw that the bound people looked eleven parts similar to the guy who angered his little sister into fainting...
"Indeed, it's really hard to light a fire this way... Do you have any suggestions, sir?"
"I recommend using 'Water of Life' with an alcohol content as high as 98%. Carrying it with you can not only quench your thirst, but at times like this, it's also a powerful tool for starting fires!"
"So that's how you solve it? That's amazing!"
Hooking arms with the friendly muscular man, Miyazawa Yuu smiled and took out the Water of Life from his bag, pouring it sequentially on the most precious parts of the four scums.
"Wait... are you two serious?"
"Chotto! Not there, absolutely not there!"
"Wait! Ah!!!"
A chilling sensation shot straight from the crotch to the top of the skull, and the mournful, desperate wail rode the festive rising air current straight into the sky!
...
"In the end, I couldn't burn them directly, what a pity... But since it was the shrine big brother's request, I have no choice..."
Ten minutes later, the five scums were lined up on the street, emitting a palpable, evil aura that even Sadako would retreat from, and even a train locomotive would stop and obediently yield the way.
"Che, what's wrong with this shrine, it's bad enough that we can't draw a great fortune, but they also try to murder guests!"
"The guy who angered the shrine maiden to have a heart attack and sent her to the infirmary should have some self-awareness, okay!"
"Exactly! I almost became an accomplice, quickly reflect on yourself, Yamamoto!"
Sneeringly glancing at the indignant Yamamoto, Iori Kitahara's eyes gradually curved into half-moons.
After all, if it weren't for this guy, the subsequent scene of them colluding wouldn't have occurred.
If the festival didn't have to continue, and the shrine wasn't relying on the festival for income, the shrine big brother probably would have really set these people on fire with Yuu to vent his anger.
"So, where do we go next? Drink beer or attend the bonfire party?"
"I'm definitely going to look for Nanaka-nee and the others! Who wants to waste time with you group of single dogs!"
"Damn it! Simply can't refute..."
Unwilling tears flowed from their eyes. Moto Nojima and Shinichiro Yamamoto huddled together, biting their nails and raging in powerless fury.
Ultimately, there were only four of them now, and their weaponry wasn't sound enough. Even if they worked together, they definitely couldn't stop this guy Yuu.
"How about next time we team up with students from outside schools? I heard that some people at the male university have been unhappy with Yuu for a long time..."
"Makes sense..."
"You two guys, it looks like the lesson you learned wasn't enough!"
Miyazawa Yuu's eyebrows twitched twice. He clenched his fist, producing a cracking sound, and issued a kind, yet deadly, threat.
Talking about people behind their backs should at least be done in private! Are you not taking me seriously by doing this so openly?!
"Well~ then we won't go to the bonfire party, after all, we can't find a female partner..."
Raising a hand helplessly, Iori Kitahara checked the time—it was already past eight o'clock. Trying to hit on someone now would definitely be pointless.
Rather than being lonely and acting as background atmosphere for others, it would be more graceful for him to be self-aware and voluntarily withdraw.
Thinking of this, his ears twitched, and he suddenly heard a noise. Judging by the tone, it sounded like... Aina was cursing?
"Yuu?"
"I heard it too. Someone dares to bully someone from our Pab club? That's interesting!"
"Ikuso!"
"In that case, we should help too!!!"
All past grudges were instantly thrown aside. The five scums instantly changed direction, emitting a terrifying aura that made people want to avoid them, and walked with grim smiles towards the direction the sound came from.