I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 94 SOS Signal (Second Update~)

Rin Asagiri is annoying.

The so-called premiere tickets were not something I obtained on purpose. They were in my schoolbag early in the morning. My mother seemed to have mentioned them, but I didn't pay much attention to them at the time.

She has never actually gone to the cinema to watch movies. Occasionally, she will find some good movies to watch on her own, but most of the time she will fall asleep halfway through and then go to sleep.

So it's not entirely a lie to say she's not interested in movies.

As for why it was given to Kazama Sakura at the time, perhaps it was because she was too strange.

Giving her a gift? Don't tell her about their previous subtle and overt rivalry; this girl didn't seem to notice. So what's going on now?
Besides, as the club leader, it was perfectly normal for her to arrange club activities. In short, she really had no intention of attending the premiere.

It wouldn't matter if Kazama Sakura and Tsukino Gen went alone; that's probably what she wanted, right? But why did she insist on dragging me along, and why is she being so difficult?

After Asagiri Rin was already sitting in the back seat of the car and told Morita Kaoru in the front where she was going, she had a vague feeling.

There's something wrong with that cookie.

After finishing the meal, my decision didn't seem so unbreakable anymore.

Does accepting food from others really make you feel obligated to do good?
I can't figure it out, but I just feel like I'm on a pirate ship even though I'm in my own car.

Kazama Sakura seemed very excited along the way, after all, she was going to meet her favorite female celebrity and might even have the chance to take a photo with her. She was just like a little fangirl chasing after a star.

Gen Tsukino doesn't dislike this trait; people tend to become a bit childish when faced with something they truly love. There's nothing wrong with that; on the contrary, it's quite endearing. At least it proves that she exists vividly, and that this world isn't just a trivial and tedious journey as she perceives it.

"By the way, the movie we watched last time starred Mochizuki Miki, do you remember?"

Kazama Sakura turned her head to look at the boy.

Gen Tsukino nodded. "I think so."

He remembered the woman with a beauty mark near her eye; his assessment at the time was that she was very beautiful, a natural-born actress. She had a great presence in front of the camera and a unique charisma. As for her acting skills, while not yet masterful, they were at least believable.

On the other side, a black-haired girl, seemingly from a different world, rested her chin on her hand, glancing over slightly out of the corner of her eye.

Did they go to the movies together? When did that happen?

He even went to see a movie.
"At that time, she was still acting in romance-themed films."

"Is this time different?"

"Of course, it's a suspenseful crime drama, and it's a revenge-themed female lead story. This is her first time doing this kind of film, but I've been looking forward to seeing her in this genre for a long time. She'll definitely be incredibly cool!"

It's normal for actors to challenge their acting skills and constantly break out of their comfort zone. Of course, this is also one way to distinguish between popular actors and those with real talent. After all, most popular actors can only live in their comfort zone and need the guidance of a suitable director. Otherwise, they might not be able to make good films even within their comfort zone.

Gen Tsukino couldn't say he had any expectations for the actress. His own life was a drama in itself, and how much more exciting could a movie performance be? The real world was constantly witnessing far more explosive events.

There was already a long queue outside the famous movie theater in Qingchi District.

There were also many fans outside holding photos of Mochizuki Mihime and support signs, waiting enthusiastically; the scene was quite intimidating. Someone unfamiliar with the situation might have thought it was some special holiday that had brought all these young people together.

There were also significantly more security personnel than usual, all reminding moviegoers not to crowd and to be careful not to step on their feet or fall.

However, they didn't need to pass through here; Asagiri Rin's treatment was superior and unique anywhere. As soon as Morita Kaoru drove her car into the underground parking lot, people in formal attire came to greet her.

There was no need for complicated ticket verification procedures. After simply registering the contact information of the three people entering the venue, they were taken directly to the VIP screening room, which was also the venue for the premiere of Mochizuki Miki's new work today.

With the arrival of Morita Kaoru and her three companions, the spacious screening room, though with limited seating, was already quite crowded.

There were media outlets specializing in interviews, as well as lucky moviegoers who had secured tickets to the premiere. They were seated in the best viewing spots, in the center. Several seats were left empty next to them, seemingly intentionally to prevent others from disturbing them.

This also fits Asagiri Rin's style.

But why am I the one caught in the middle?

So, the real dessert is herself? Tsukino Gen slightly adjusted his posture, trying to be as steady and unbiased as possible.

At this moment, Kazama Sakura, who was slightly suppressing her excitement, turned her head and said, "Is this the privilege of capitalists? It feels like I'm being treated specially all of a sudden."

Putting everything else aside, the spacious seats even have massage functions. The complimentary snacks and tea make it feel like a vacation. Even if this screening room is VIP, this is still a privilege no one else receives.

This made Sakura Kazama, who was experiencing this kind of treatment for the first time, feel a little awkward.

Gen Tsukino smiled gently at her, "Now you know that following your brother means you'll live a life of luxury, right?"

"This has to do with you again, shameless~"

The girl gently pushed the boy's arm; flirting felt awkward in this setting. Besides, there was Asagiri Rin over there.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance over.

The girl was simply staring at her phone, seemingly lost in thought.

She wasn't stupid; of course she could sense the change in Asagiri Rin. She didn't know where this change came from, but her intuition told her that it was definitely related to the boy beside her.

Why is it that everything seems to be getting better, yet it makes me even more uneasy?

"I hate it when people are noisy in the movie theater. You two, watch yourselves."

A cold voice came from behind.

Gen Tsukino glanced at Rin Asagiri beside him, looking at his phone with a cold expression, as if he were not one of them, but just a passerby who happened to be there.

Sakura Kazama stuck out her tongue. "Sorry~"

Gen Tsukino immediately stood up and said, "Excuse me."

"?"

Asagiri Rin looked up at him.

"Go to the bathroom."

"So much trouble."

Asagiri Rin reluctantly shifted her legs slightly, seemingly to make sure there was enough space between her and the audience, unlike in a typical screening room. But just as Tsukino Gen passed by, she clearly felt a slight friction against her knees and calves.

It was a tiny electric current that passed through my entire body in an instant.

She looked up in surprise and saw Tsukino Gen's gaze fixed on her. He opened his mouth but didn't speak. Yet, she could clearly see the shape of his lips.

"Sorry, mistake."

Mistake my foot! I think you did it on purpose!

The girl, momentarily feeling a little awkward, continued to pull her long, straight legs together, but the boy had already passed by and headed towards the restroom in the VIP screening room.

"This bastard."

"Asagiri-kun." "Hmm?"

"what happened to you?"

Sakura Kazama looked over with curiosity, seemingly noticing nothing, but finding the girl's unusual behavior odd.

Feeling a little guilty, Chao Wulin shook her head, "Watch your movie, don't worry about me."

"It hasn't started yet."

"Then wait."

"Wouldn't it be too boring to just wait?"

"So what do you want to do?"

Asagiri Rin looked at her impatiently, while Kazama Sakura blinked. "Let's chat, he's not here right now anyway."

"What do we have to talk about?"

Asagiri Rin didn't understand, but now she felt there was some truth to the saying that girls are strange creatures.

Sakura Kazama smiled and turned her head to the side, her long hair tilting to one side of her shoulder. Her eyes were so clear that they looked like those of a small animal that one couldn't bear to hurt.

"I didn't think we had much to talk about at first, but lately I've found that Asagiri-san is actually very easy to talk to. It's different from what other people say."

There are so many other people.

Her world should only consist of herself, selfish and self-centered, with no one else in sight.

Leaning back lazily in her chair, she said in a cool voice, "If you think I'm easy to talk to, you're probably mistaken. Don't get the wrong idea that I'm your friend."

They remained ruthless in drawing a clear line.

However, Kazama Sakura wasn't surprised, nor was she hurt. She smiled and said, "Yeah, I know. But thank you so much for coming with me today."

"What's there to thank me for?"

"Don't you think this is what campus life should be like? Anyway, I'm very happy."

Seeing the genuine joy on the sweet girl's face, Asagi Rin awkwardly shifted her gaze away.

These people are so easily satisfied; that makes them happy.

Bored, ordinary human beings.

As an unusually bored human, Tsukino Gen almost couldn't find the restroom. This VIP screening room didn't look very big, and its layout was so strange. Was the restroom deliberately hidden in such a place to prevent people from finding it?

To be honest, with Tsukino Gen's current strength, controlling his metabolism is a simple matter. However, he doesn't recommend anyone hold their urine, especially men. Standing at the urinal, there were two men chatting excitedly next to him.

"I wonder if I'll get a chance to take a picture with Miss Mochizuki today. Damn it, I'm still feeling the pinch thinking about how much money I spent on this ticket!"

"Who isn't? This time it seems to be a suspense film, right? It's so annoying, when will Ms. Mochizuki be able to film a passionate scene? She's great in every way, but her style is too conservative."

"Are you judging people by their style? I can't even be bothered to talk to you."

"Ha ha ha ha."

This kind of casual conversation is normal; Tsukino Gen is just letting loose.

However, it seemed that the noise was a bit too loud, and the two people next to them noticed something was wrong while they were chatting, and their eyes couldn't help but come closer.

Who turned on the tap while using the toilet?

Tsukino Gen didn't have the problem of not being able to urinate when someone was watching him; he even squinted his eyes slightly.

Then I heard a gasp of cold air coming from the side.

"Is it real or fake?"

"Is it a donkey or a person?!"

comfortable.

Gen Tsukino deftly zipped up his jacket and went to wash his hands, looking at his largely unchanged face in the mirror. He'd lost some of his youthful innocence and gained a bit more laziness.

His keen senses also allowed him to hear sounds coming from the men's restroom.

"That guy... he's not a porn star, is he? That's way too much!"

"Has there been any recent surgeries that could cause this?"

This is just the tip of the iceberg of what ordinary people see in the extraordinary; we should be more careful in the future.

The boy, having finished washing his hands, was about to leave when, in that instant, his keen senses alerted him to a strange noise coming from the other bathroom.

"boom."

It sounded like something heavy fell to the ground; someone tripped and fell.
This doesn't seem too uncommon; adults can slip and fall anywhere, anytime, anywhere.
"Help."

An extremely faint sound reached the boy's ears. Tsukino Gen looked up in that direction, where the sign clearly indicated the women's restroom.

He hesitated for only a moment.

"boom."

When he pushed open the door to the restroom stall.

Even though he was somewhat prepared, he still showed a surprised expression.

The woman with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, dressed in fairly neat clothes, lay disheveled beside the toilet. Her eyes were almost unfocused, her body was trembling, and beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead.

Her fair legs, encased in a short skirt, were trembling uncontrollably, with black lace panties seemingly pulled down to her knees. The trembling sounded like she was being electrocuted.

on the ground.

The area his foot was about to touch was a liquid that had no smell, but was clearly something was wrong.

A familiar-looking woman who seemed to have lost control of her bladder, was disoriented, and could barely breathe.

Mochizuki Mihime?

……

(End of this chapter)