Night Club - A Game For Adults 2

Location: Shower Rooms

- The flashback ends, and we’re back in the present -

Kohaku: —Humhumm, I see.

So after that… Y'were all worried so ya tried to enter that establishment, but ya got the boot instead ‘cause ya looked like a lil' child to ‘em, huh, Yuuta-han?

Rinne: Yeah, ‘cause that place serves booze at night, y’know. It’s not like minors are banned from enterin’, but they're not gonna turn a blind eye to it, either.

2wink's name's been gettin' out there with your faces plastered everywhere and all, so they must’ve been aware that you’re an idol.

And to the shops around ES, idols are pretty much little chickens who lay golden eggs, so they tend to give us the warmest of welcomes.

If word got 'round that a store caused trouble for an oh-so-precious idol, they’d go bust. So y’know, they turned ya away just to be safe — and that was the right choice to make.

Niki: Huh, but Rinne-kun, didn’t you manage to enter that very same establishment together with this Onii-chan from 2wink… Hinata-kun, was it?

Rinne: That’s ‘cause the manager's my mahjong buddy and close pal.

If I act as a go-between, they'll let pretty much anyone in. Just goes to show there’s always a loophole ♪

On top of that, I’m an grown man over the age of 20… So I’m free to play around at any nightlife joint I like, or rather, it’s my choice to do whatever I want, yeah?

HiMERU: —Honestly speaking, that’s hardly praiseworthy behaviour for an idol, though.

Well, in this case he may have attacked us first, but…

The way you've tied this Aoi Yuuta-kun to a chair for interrogation as you douse him with cold water still has HiMERU at an utter loss for words.

Rinne: Huh, didja want me to use boiling water instead? Or maybe even hot wax? Kyaaa, you’re a real maniac behind that calm 'n cool face of yours, Merumeru~ ♪ 

HiMERU: —Either shut up or drop dead, Amagi.

Kohaku: Fufu. Forgive us, Yuuta-han. We may have somehow made it outta MDM alive, but we’re still in a mighty strange spot where we're gettin' resentment from all sides.

If some kinda huge fight broke out between us an’ someone else in such a public place, we’d hafta steel ourselves for our heads to roll for real this time.

Niki: Not sure I wanna hear this from the guys who were doing Mahjong at someone else’s workplace.

Rinne: Hate to break it to ya, but Mahjong's somethin’ that’s “played”, not “done”.

Niki: Who cares! Geez, I just want you to knock it off with all that shady stuff!

What if I get fired from that café! They let me eat as much as I want on shift without taking it from my pay — it's the ideal workplace for me!

Although I really don’t care whether I get fired as an idol!

Kohaku: Fufu. Niki-han, ya sure never waver in yer beliefs.

...In any case, these shower rooms are just about the only blind spots from the surveillance cameras in the whole ES buildin’.

Once ya lock the door, no one can get in, either. At that point, it ain't nobody’s business what goes on in here.

Take that into account an’ spit it right out, Yuuta-han — What were yer intentions when ya picked a fight with us?

Yuuta: Huh, you want to know my intentions? Do you really not get it without me spelling it out for you...?

Kohaku: I don’t. 'Pologies, but I’m 'bout as much of a commoner as Niki-han; I ain’t got the faintest idea what’s considered common sense n' sound reasonin’ when it comes to idols.

Niki: Eeh, could you please not use “Niki-han” as a synonym for “a worthless being”!?

I mean, yeah, maybe I am a complete and utter good-for-nothing as an idol, but still!

Rinne: Hey, that’s not true. At least in my eyes it ain’t.

...Anyway, I think I’ve got a pretty good grasp of what’s goin’ on here now.

But I'll go ahead and ask anyway; could it be that you haven’t been able to get in touch with your Aniki since last night — Yuta-kun?

Yuuta: My name’s “Yuuta”, not “Yuta”! And yeah, last night I got a text from Aniki that said “Some work suddenly came in so I’ll be late” —

Well, that part was a big fat lie! He was just playing around at some seedy establishment!

And then he didn’t return to the dorms today, and he won’t respond or even react to me on HoldHands either!

That’s why I’m convinced you guys kidnapped him…!

Kohaku: Uh, why does yer mind jump right to “kidnappin'~”?

Are kidnappings an everyday occurrence at this Yumenosaki Academy ya go to, or what? What kinda lawless place is that? Ain’t it s’pposed to be a school fer idols?

Rinne: Hmm… 'Course you'd react like that, huh.

Yuuta: ……?

Rinne: My bad, my bad. I just remembered — It would’ve been a problem if Hina's ringtone went off in the middle of “work”, so I held onto his smartphone for him.

Speakin’ of which, guess I didn’t give it back to him yet, huh… So that's why you couldn’t get in touch with Hina through HoldHands, either.

Yuuta: His name isn’t “Hina”, it’s “Hinata”!

Rinne: That so? The only one who can correct me on that'd be Hina himself, not you, ain't that right?

He was pleased as a peach 'bout it, actually. Told me he'd never really gotten nicknamed before so it made him sooo happy.

Yuuta: ………

Rinne: On that note, Hina was seriously pooped after “working” all night.

Looked like it woulda been rough for him to walk all the way home, so I carried him to a nearby hotel affiliated with our establishment and tucked him right in.

It’s already past noon, so I'd wager he woke up and headed back to the dorms by now, no?

Yuuta: Wait, hold up, what kind of “establishment” is this? What kind of “work” are you talking about? What did you make my Aniki do…?

Rinne: You're gonna have to ask the man himself 'bout that. And if Hina doesn’t wanna tell ya, you've got no right to force it outta him either.

You may be brothers, but you’re not the same person. Ya ain't some lil' brat, so you should get that much, yeah?

Yuuta: ………