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Chapter 41: All the resources on the hard drive are given away to netizens; no backups are kept.

Near the Tenkuji family's residence, there is a river called Hoshimi.

The river is so clear that at night, the stars are reflected on its surface, hence the name "Star Viewing".

On the bank of this river, there is a barbecue stall that has been open for ten years. The owner is from a wealthy family and started the barbecue stall after retiring to experience life.

He wasn't familiar with Tenkuji Yu, but he had eaten there a few times—the food was good and reasonably priced, but the downside was that it wasn't filling.

After all, a barbecue at night is accompanied by beer, stories, and that lingering sorrow in life.

Just like izakayas. Almost no one goes to an izakaya to eat their fill.

Of course, this has little to do with Yuu Tenkuji at dusk.

He stood in front of the blazing charcoal grill, enduring the smoke and flames burning his face, watching nonchalantly as the meat skewers were gradually cooked by the flames.

"Young man, can't you stand to the side? Seeing you torture yourself like this makes me feel bad too."

The owner, with his gleaming head, tossed the meat skewers on the shelf, his expression subtle, unsure where to direct his fan.

The reason was hard to explain, so Tenkuji Yu gave an awkward smile and brushed it off:

"It's okay, you don't need to worry about me, just pretend I don't exist."

"Huh? Who cares about you? I'm just worried I'll stink you out and I'll have to call an ambulance for you! Really..."

He was ultimately in the wrong, so he could only obediently endure his boss's complaints.

After calculating the time, Tenkuji Yuu smelled the greasy, pungent smell of charcoal grilling on his clothes before sincerely thanking the owner and stepping aside to wait for the meat to be grilled.

He casually added, "General, don't put any sauce on the vegetable skewers."

"I remember~ Sigh, these young people nowadays have such strange interests, some even like being surrounded by smoke..."

Hearing the boss's grumbling, Tenkuji Yu simply turned her face away, gazing at the quietly flowing Hoshimi River, and began to think about her own things.

—That's right, that's his answer.

There are many ways to evade the detection, but he chose the one that was closest to his home and easiest to succeed at.

Grandma once said that you should use flavor to fight flavor.

Yukino's hair was well-maintained and did not leave any visible marks on him; therefore, the only evidence to be eliminated was the aroma from the pickling process.

Changing clothes leaves too much of a scar, and doing laundry takes too long... Although there are corresponding solutions, none are as simple and quick as simply standing in front of a barbecue stall and letting the aroma of grilled meat dominate the scene.

Most importantly, Qiong dislikes this strong, pungent smell. The moment she smells it, she will send him to take a shower, and she has no intention of checking if he has the scent of other women's perfume on him.

Qiong understands him, and he understands Qiong just as well.

Therefore, this plan is flawless and there is no possibility of failure!

"As expected of me."

Yuu Tenkuji suddenly realized that he might have the potential to be a scumbag.

It's unbelievable that he would go to such great lengths to hide the fact that he was being kept by a female college student from the most important person in his life.

...Wait a minute, wouldn't a normal person choose to keep this a secret?

Tenkuji Yuu instantly felt relieved.

He realized he wasn't a jerk after all; he just didn't want Qiong to overthink things, and it was actually a manifestation of his gentleness.

"Young man, your skewers are ready! That'll be two thousand yen in total!"

The shopkeeper's shouts interrupted his thoughts. Tenkuji Yu reached out to pay and took a bag of barbecue back.

The grilled meat skewers with sauce were his, while the grilled vegetables without sauce were Qiong's—she was frail and didn't like strong flavors.

I eat junk food every day, though.

Carrying the bag of barbecue and smelling of cooking oil all over herself, Yuu Tenkuji walked briskly home.

It's getting late, now's the perfect time to go back and cook dinner. We can also use the barbecue to shut up Qiong, filling her stomach and reducing her complaints.

As he was pondering this, a group of people in front of him, carrying long lenses and looking like they were from a television station, caught his attention.

There were both men and women present, and the props team and the photography team were clearly separated, but it was unclear what kind of program they were working on.

These kinds of street-based variety shows usually select members of the public to participate in interviews and interactive performances; of course, there are also many pre-arranged segments, and every effort is made to create more program effects.

Yes, this is what a proper program is like.

If it's not serious... those who know, know; those who don't, there's nothing we can do.

This is a very complex matter, and all I can say is: if I were to write it down, this book would be gone.

As they passed by, Yuu Tenkuji glanced discreetly and noticed that they seemed to have found their 'prey'—

A woman who looks quite young.

As the group earnestly explained, the woman's face showed obvious interest. She nodded occasionally, asked questions now and then, and finally smiled shyly and bowed to the group, indicating that she would appreciate their guidance.

While her thoughts were still stuck on the "inappropriate program," Yuu Tenkuji suddenly understood.

"I never imagined I'd witness this scene with my own eyes..."

As a normal man who has watched countless films, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved, and then subconsciously looked at the woman's appearance.

She was about twenty years old, dressed simply in an unremarkable short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans; however, she had a slender and well-proportioned figure and a straight and dignified back, giving the impression of a pearl hidden in dust.

Her black hair was tied into two unfashionable braids, and she wore large black-rimmed glasses, seemingly a deliberate attempt to conceal her features. Her facial features, skin, and face shape were all considered attractive.

And so, Tenkuji Yu understood.

"A down-to-earth female college student... This production team really knows how to pick a show."

He gave a knowing smile that even seasoned drivers would understand, then averted his gaze and walked past those people with a natural expression.

I neither despise nor envy them; they do their work, and it has nothing to do with me as I'm about to go home to feed my younger sister.

Putting aside feelings of wonder and curiosity, basic respect is still necessary.

"Hey you over there! The guy carrying the barbecue!"

Before I had taken more than a few steps, I heard a shout from behind.

Yuu Tenkuji looked around a few times, and after confirming that he was the only "boy carrying barbecue" on the road, he stopped and turned to ask in confusion:

"I?"

"Yes, yes, it's definitely you!"

A middle-aged man wearing a floral shirt and sunglasses walked over and handed him a business card right then and there.

Morikawa Kohei, a program producer at a certain television station.

"Hello, hello, I'm so sorry to have stopped you so suddenly. My surname is Morikawa."

He wiped the sweat from his brow and flashed a bright, approachable smile.

"Do you have time right now? We're making a program and we'd like to find a few members of the public to participate."

"Uh... I can tell."

Looking at the business card, then at him, Yuu Tenkuji's expression became subtle as he glanced at the woman not far away.

"Do you mean I should participate in the same program as that lady?"

"Yes, yes, it's great that you understood so quickly!"

"what……"

Unaware of the filthy thoughts swirling in his mind, Morikawa Kohei nodded repeatedly, speaking expectantly and sincerely:

"So, what's your wish? Don't worry, it'll be over soon and won't take up too much of your time."

"..."

Tenkuji Yu's lips twitched slightly.

Sir, who do you look down on?

What I'm afraid of is taking up your time and dragging this out for too long!

He was too lazy to even complain anymore, so he decided to just refuse.

Yuuka Tenkuji had no interest in engaging in primal human activities while being watched by others.

"sorry, I……"

As if suddenly remembering something, Morikawa Kohei hurriedly added:

"By the way, our show is called 'Between the Passersby and the Experts!' This episode will compare the acting skills of the general public and the actors, so you might need to read the script and act out a scene with Ms. Ichinose over there..."

Um, what's wrong?

"……nothing."

Tenkuuji Yu slapped his face and sighed with incredibly mixed feelings.

"I hope you can tell me this in advance, as it is such an important premise."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have known that his heart was so filthy.

—Yuu Tenkuji has made his decision.

Upon returning home, he gave all the resources on his hard drive to his online friends without keeping any backups, as a sign of remorse.