Mygo, are you all yanderes?

"..."

Despite the obviously explicit and violent packaging, Kusano Akira couldn't convince himself that it was just scary to look at, but actually a good film.

"Toyokawa-kun, do you really think it's appropriate to take a person of the opposite sex you've only known for a short time to watch a movie that looks so explicit and violent?"

"Isn't it great? That's exactly what my friend did."

"..."

"Or do you want to see this?"

Toyokawa Shoko took a DVD from the cabinet that was called "Yakuza vs. Ramen Maniac: Is He Made a Mistake?" and waved it lightly.

"If you want to watch a romance movie, there's one here too."

Toyokawa Shoko once again picked up a copy of "The Tentacle Girl and the Perverted Boy" from the cabinet.

"..."

"This is already the lightest option here. If you want something a bit stronger..."

"Toyokawa-kun, isn't there any normal movies here?"

"No."

Toyokawa Shoko pointed to the cabinet.

"Look, each shelf of the bookcase is marked with a different color, right? That's how Grandpa divided it into levels."

"Different colors represent how much he likes a movie; generally speaking, the more he likes a movie, the more extreme his tastes are."

"These few of mine were all taken from the green section, which he dislikes the most, so they're already considered the most refreshing and lighthearted ones."

"..."

Kusano Akira's throat bobbed, and his face instantly turned ugly.

He understood what Toyokawa Shoko meant when she said the old man's taste was worrisome.

Even something that looks like a terrible movie at first glance is considered the freshest category; he doesn't even dare to think about the rest.

Judging from Toyokawa Shoko's expression, he was determined to watch at least one movie with her today, no matter what.

What should he do? He really wants to escape. He would rather watch the weird little videos that Chihaya Aine shares every day than watch this kind of movie. Is that why everyone only pays 20 yen?

Why did he have to watch something like this for the first time in his life to accompany a girl to the movies? He originally thought that with Toyokawa Shoko's image, the movies she watched would at most be a bit cheesy and pointless. Who would have thought that her taste was actually even worse than Chihaya Aine's?

Seeing Kusano Akira's dumbfounded expression, completely losing any will to resist, Toyokawa Shoko chuckled, grabbed his arm, and forcefully led him into the screening room.

"Come with me."

Volume 1: Chapter 135. Let's become sworn brothers (2k)

The two entered the room, and unlike the outside, it seemed that in order not to affect the viewing experience, only a not-so-bright tungsten filament lamp on the ceiling was responsible for lighting.

The old man who looked remarkably like the ramen shop owner, who had entered before them, was sitting behind the projector, adjusting the equipment. Soft light and shadow were projected directly onto the screen in front of them.

The room was actually larger than Kusano Akira had expected, with a total of ten seats arranged in two rows, front and back. The dark brown leather surfaces showed signs of age, indicating that the room had not been used for a long time.

"Here you go."

Toyokawa Shoko walked over to the old man and handed him the copy of "Buck-toothed Girl and Bald Guy" that she was holding.

"Oh, I'll put it here."

The old man casually tapped the wooden table beside him, without even looking up. He just grinned, his lips slightly chapped, and stared intently at his old friend.

"I never expected that anyone would come here. It's been decades since I opened for business. I'm the only one who watches these movies every day. Even my unfilial son ran away to make a living on his own because he didn't want to inherit my shop."

"He's really insensible. I told him that the money I saved for him would be enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life as long as he doesn't do anything bad. But this kid doesn't even want the money back, just to avoid inheriting my shop."

"As she left, she was muttering something like, 'Damn dad, I don't want my daughter to grow up being forced to watch these scary movies every day like I did. I want to give her a happy childhood, kora!!' Seriously, she even uses the word 'kora' to describe her own father. She's really grown up."

"What's wrong with my movies? They're clearly my children, so why didn't they inherit my taste? Instead, they inherited my mother's taste. Even before she passed away, she was always nagging me, saying that I always watched these kinds of movies, and that they'd even changed the shape of my facial features..."

Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time, or perhaps it was because his favorite movie was rarely appreciated, but once the old man started talking, he couldn't stop, continuously pouring out his grievances to the two people in front of him.

"Indeed, I also think that your taste is really great, sir. Not many people know how to appreciate it."

Although he still believed that the existence of those films was a desecration of the art world, Kusano Akira ignored Toyokawa Shoko's helpless gaze and said this without batting an eye.

Elderly people, especially those who look like stubborn old men at first glance, you have to go along with them gently, otherwise they can be quite terrifying — this is advice from 'My bass will never be boring'.

If the ramen shop owner were any older, he might look exactly like this old man. Having experienced the ramen shop owner's merciless beating, Kusano Akira felt that even if he had to lie, he absolutely did not want to provoke such a person with such a volatile personality again.

"Yes!"

The old man slapped his thigh, his tone becoming excited. Even the deep wrinkles on his face, which were originally like the bark of an old tree, suddenly rippled under the surge of emotion. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes stretched out, and the cloudy eyes hidden behind his reading glasses shone with a bright light.

"You say these things are all good, so why does nobody seem to appreciate them?"

"Over the years, including you, only three people have ever said that my movies are good. I even went to find the directors who made these films, and their answers were so infuriating!"

As he spoke, the old man couldn't even suppress his accent.

"'We make those movies just to get revenge on society'! What kind of talk is that! These movies are fantastic!"

"Even workers can't fully trust and love their own work. This society is really not as good as it was when we were young. You know, back in our time..."

The old man became more and more agitated as he spoke, even standing up from his seat. He ignored the projector in front of him and pounded on the wooden platform with his withered hands, making it creak and sway, as if it might fall apart at any moment.

Search "-SuoQUn: Erjiu Shaowu‖<Toyokawa Shoko glanced at Kusano Akira with resentful eyes.

Why did I have to talk to this old man? Now I'm stuck here. It's not very polite not to listen to him finish, but the old man doesn't seem to have any intention of stopping.

"Come on, kid, as one of the few people who understand me all these years, let's become sworn brothers. We don't need to be born in the same year and month, but we do need to be like..."

"You mustn't, old man!"

Kusano Akira was shocked and quickly stopped the old man from doing so.

No way! He's still young, he hasn't lived enough yet, how can he end his young life here! This old man looks almost 90 years old, if not 90. If he really prays here, who knows if it will actually come true for him!

He wants to make friends, but he hasn't thought about it to this extent yet!

"Hahahaha, look how scared you are, kid."

The old man pointed at Kusano Akira and laughed loudly, tears even welling up in his eyes.

Toyokawa Shoko, standing to the side, watched this scene with a strange expression.

She remembered that this old man was a very serious person. Every time she came here, she would only see him with a cold face. How come he changed here?

Could it be that she remembered it wrong?

"..."

Kusano Akira clutched his heart, looking at the frivolous old man in front of him with a speechless expression.

How come he looks completely different from his appearance? He looks so fierce, but he has the personality of a playful old man.

"I've told this joke so many times, and it always scares people. A few years ago, a young couple came to me. The boy acted exactly like you, and he was terrified and almost ran away. The little girl, however, was eager to try it after hearing me say that."

"What a pity, those two ran out without even watching my movie. That kid's such a coward..."

"Um……"

At this point, the old man suddenly narrowed his eyes, grasped his chin, and carefully examined Kusano Akira's features.

"Your family is from Kyoto, kid?"

"No, that's not it. Why are you suddenly saying that?"

"Isn't that right...? It's nothing. It's just that you look a bit like that couple from a few years ago. I thought you were their child."

"...It shouldn't be. I don't remember ever being outside of Tokyo, but I do have relatives in Kyoto."

Kusano Akira shook his head.

Although he has no memories of his childhood, judging from his acquaintance with Takamatsu Akari, he should be a native of Tokyo, or at most his ancestral home is in Kyoto, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have known Takamatsu Akari since he was very young.

Moreover, he has been staying in Tokyo ever since he lost his memory, so it's not entirely wrong to say that.

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Volume 1: Chapter 137, "The Flow of Awakening" (2k copies)

"You have relatives in Kyoto, so your relatives must have visited here."

The old man's withered fingers rested lightly on the solid wood table. He frowned as he observed Kusano Akira's face. After hearing what he said, he didn't pay much attention and just waved his hand casually.

"Alright, young people have their own topics to discuss, so I won't keep you here any longer. The movie will start soon, just wait and watch."

After saying that, the old man suddenly exerted force on the table, straightening himself up. Then, with his back hunched, he walked out slowly, rubbing his waist.

As he reached the door, he suddenly turned around, looked at the two people still standing there, and gave Toyokawa Shoko a mischievous smile.

"Little girl, you have to seize this opportunity. Don't be fooled by the innocent-sounding words of that boy next to you. He gives off the vibe of a womanizer. I knew someone when I was young who had the exact same temperament as him. He was a womanizer who attracted a lot of women and ended up dying a terrible death."

"Old man, I support you!"

He then walked out of the room, slamming the door against the frame with a loud bang, blocking out the little light that had just seeped in.

"..."

"..."

The two people in the room looked at each other, speechless.

After a while, Kusano Akira broke the silence. He looked in the direction the old man had left, his finger pointing hesitantly in that direction, and asked.

"Did he misunderstand something?"

"I think so..."

"Seriously, is it really okay to tell me to my face that I look like a womanizer? I've never had a girlfriend in my entire life!"

Although I am currently being pursued by a wonderful person.

"Well...that's just how old people are...they're more unrestrained in their actions because they're getting old..."

Toyokawa Shoko didn't know how to evaluate this behavior and could only give a vague answer.

"I wonder if this old man was a doctor and a rock musician at the same time when he was young. That's a bit too unique..."

"It's hard to say."

Her slender white fingertips gently hooked the hem of Kusano Akira's clothes, causing the smooth fabric to wrinkle. Feeling the pull, Kusano Akira looked down and saw Toyokawa Shoko's magnificent eyes shining brightly, as if two leaping flames were hidden inside, and her burning expectation almost burst out of her eyes.

"Kusano-kun, the movie is about to start."

"..."

"Let's sit there, there's no time to lose."

"……it is good."

Kusano Akira really didn't want to watch that movie, but the expectation hidden in Toyokawa Shoko's eyes made him unable to say it.

The other person was so excited, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate for him to spoil the mood now? After all, they had invited him to the movie.

And having come this far, if he suddenly says he doesn't want to watch anymore, Toyokawa Shoko will definitely be angry—at least that's what he thinks.

Since he was already there, he figured he might as well make the best of it. He didn't believe that a movie could be that bad. After all, it was only 20 yen a show, so he wasn't losing out no matter what.

After swallowing, Kusano Akira's eyes hardened.

All of this was to become friends with Toyokawa Shoko! He only needed one Toyokawa Shoko and one Nagasaki Motoyo to become friends with everyone in Crychic!

On it!

........................

"...Ugh..."

Kusano Akira sat listlessly in the chair in front of the screen, glancing at Toyokawa Shoko who seemed to be immersed in the world of the movie and in a good mood. He regretted his actions.

He has to admit one thing: he had been too arrogant.

Before today, his attitude towards bad movies was that at most watching them would pollute his eyes. As long as he wasn't serious, bad movies could never hurt him.

He was wrong.

The thing he watched today taught him a very important lesson—there really are movies in this world that are so bad that they can ignore one's own subjective opinions and strike straight at one's soul.