Once inside the bar, it seemed to become Rudy's domain.
He was confident, composed, and navigated the crowded booths like an old hand, leading Miller to the brightly lit bar counter where he opened a private room with the Bartender and rented two "Madonna with the Carnation" special edition braindance headsets.
It was rumored that these braindance headsets could enhance sensory experience by nearly three percent, allowing people to immerse themselves better in that yuri world.
Of course, this was all Berry's marketing spin.
In reality, the so-called special edition simply involved sticking the film's cartoon decals onto the braindance headset, which she then dared to sell for a twenty percent markup.
Fortunately, there were no utility poles in front of the Hive Tower, otherwise, at least one would have been reserved for her... "Worship me with gratitude for the rest of your life, Miller. I paid extra to rent the special edition braindance headsets just for you."
Holding the braindance headsets—one affixed with a purple-haired figure sticker, the other with a blonde-haired figure sticker—as if they were treasures, Miller's eyes shone like a devout pilgrim's.
"Enough chatter, hurry up and serve it. I can't wait."
Once inside the private room, Miller became active again.
Seeing that so many people had come just for this film, he couldn't help but be curious about what exactly possessed such magic.
"Here, this film is divided into A and B versions. How should I put it? They are perspectives from two different protagonists. B is the perspective of the 'attacker' (Gong), and A is the perspective of the 'receiver' (Shou). That's the simplest way to understand it."
"Hmm... but normally, isn't it standard for A to be the 'attacker' and B to be the 'receiver'?"
"Who knows? That's just how they arranged it."
"Right, I watched version A last time. This time I want to watch B, so you watch version A."
"Fine, hand it over."
Miller grabbed the braindance headset, examined it briefly, and put it on his head.
Since it was hyped up as so magical, he wanted to see what it actually was... "..."
When he took off the headset, Miller realized his face was soaked with tears, wetting his shirt.
Something else was also sticking up high.
Yes, it was his fist.
"Damn, that was too good to ship."
Miller supported his forehead with his hand, crying so hard snot was coming out.
What kind of lunatic came up with this film? It was both tear-jerking and erotic, and in the end, he was left with nothing—absolutely nothing.
His chest felt tight, as if stuffed with straw.
They were playing edge control here, huh?
In short: both brothers cried, causing the office worker's lapel to be stained with tears.
Wuwu, Jenny, Jenny.
He also wanted a Sister Jenny of his own, one who could see through his pretense and vulnerability and hold him tightly in her embrace.
The thought that there was no Jenny in the real world filled Miller with immense sadness.
Suicide... a thread of copper wire... certain emotional words instantly flooded his mind, as if he hadn't yet escaped the emotions of the purple-haired girl, Corolla, from the braindance.
Perhaps if the real Corolla hadn't met Jenny, she might truly have sunk into depression and done something irrational in the end.
"See? Didn't I tell you it was a great film?"
Rudy had also finished watching, with two lines of clear tears on his cheeks, yet a smile on his lips.
"Waaah~ Waaah, in a world without Sister Jenny, I'm going to commit suicide."
Miller cried like a child, rolling around on the sofa.
Of course, if he had known that the private room was actually monitored, he definitely wouldn't have acted like this.
"Alright, pull yourself together."
Rudy looked at his annoying friend with contempt, his face full of disdain.
Otaku are like this.
"Holy crap, this thing is absolutely amazing! Damn, I need to buy the disc and watch it a hundred times at home!"
After being scolded, Miller stopped his exaggerated performance, sat on the sofa, and waved his fists.
If it weren't for the damp tear streaks still on his face, this scene would have looked quite inspiring.
"Heh heh, didn't you say you had to rush home to watch DSoul?"
If this were before, Miller would definitely have launched into an endless monologue about his favorite virtual idol.
But now, the Miller who had seen the film was a completely different person from the old Miller.
So, facing Rudy's question, he firmly refused with resolute eyes.
"What are you talking about? I don't really understand you Otaku."
"Come on, don't stay here. We have more important things waiting for us to do."
"Huh, what is it?"
Miller suddenly stood up, startling Rudy.
"Nonsense! Of course, we're going to buy the film set! I'm buying a whole set to watch a hundred times at home, a hundred times!"
"Great, I was waiting for you to say that!"
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