I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

"Are you awake so early?"

Sakurai Itsuki groggily opened his eyes and found that it was just dawn, but a pair of bright blue eyes were already staring at him.

"You're stepping on my hair, you idiot."

The girl who was holding him was complaining in a low voice.

Sakurai Itsuki quickly stood up and said, "Actually, you could have just woken me up or pushed me away."

Sato Wakaba also stood up and said, "Anyway, we have to get up early today, so I'll be merciful and let you sleep for another five minutes~ If you get up five minutes later, I'm going to play a prank on you."

Oh, by the way, we talked late today. Come with me to the supermarket tonight. I haven't left the house for two days in a row! It's all your fault; you're turning me into a homebody too. Oh, and we're almost out of stuff at home, and…”

Wearing a sheer blue nightgown, Sato Wakaba tidied her golden hair as she began Sakurai Itsuki's familiar incessant chatter.

Sakurai Itsuki lay on the headboard, quietly admiring the voluptuous figure that the blue nightgown could barely conceal.

Even though she wasn't wearing a bra, her excessive figure still seemed like it was about to burst out at any moment.

Yesterday, Sato Wakaba repeatedly warned Sakurai Itsuki to sleep in his room downstairs.

Sakurai Itsuki did indeed follow her advice and slept in her own room last night.

That night, Sakurai Itsuki casually kissed her a few times, said a few words to her, and then carried her to his bedroom bed.

She's still incredibly easy to please, just like always.

However, Sakurai Itsuki restrained his desires and only made some brief intimacy before falling asleep in each other's arms.

"What's wrong? Staring at people like that first thing in the morning. Don't you think business is important?"

Noticing Sakurai Itsuki's undisguised and direct gaze, Sato Wakaba spoke up to remind him.

Sakurai Itsuki stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.

"I already said no, let's at least wait until tonight."

"You still have five minutes before you get up, don't waste them."

Sakurai Itsuki said this, then pulled her back onto the bed, intending to hold her and lie there for another five minutes.

"Honestly! Don't pass on all your bad habits to me! I'm busy making you breakfast, so annoying!"

Clearly, she had never liked Sakurai Itsuki's habit of never getting out of bed until the very last second.

However, despite her words, she still obediently hugged Sakurai Itsuki, rested her head on his shoulder, and peacefully closed her eyes.

"There's nothing we can do about it. You'll have to follow your husband wherever he goes, even if he's a chicken or a dog. You might end up becoming a beastly woman too!"

"That's such a harsh thing to say! Don't talk about me like that."

"Ouch, can you stop pinching my flesh? It's such a romantic morning, it was just a joke! Can't you be a little more forgiving?"

"Are you just talking? What are you doing with your hands? You're the one who ruined the atmosphere first."

Sato Wakaba reached out and patted the groping hand.

Sakurai Itsuki laughed shamelessly: "This isn't my personal experience!"

Sato Wakaba complained, "Why do you seem different from before? You used to be quite a gentleman, but now you're like a hooligan."

Sakurai Itsuki laughed at the accusation: "Then according to the theory of 'marrying a chicken, following the chicken,' you're a female hooligan too. Besides, you didn't refuse, so aren't you enjoying it?"

"Wow, your comments sound disgusting! You sound like an extremely greasy old man, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

That's what she said, but she kept her eyes closed, didn't let go, and even gently rubbed her face against it.

The first thing the two did upon waking up in the morning was to hug each other, dawdling and wasting the precious morning time.

Sakurai Itsuki truly understood why people always say that love is a waste of a lot of time.

However, it's not bad.

Summer mornings always pass quickly; in the blink of an eye, the sky transitions directly from the dim light of dawn to the bright sunshine of day.

"There's not much left at home, let's just leave it at that for today! Hurry up! You've made us more than ten minutes late!"

Sato Wakaba urged the always leisurely Sakurai Itsuki to hurry up.

Sakurai Itsuki said, "I only took up five minutes of your time, right?"

Sato Wakaba remained unreasonable and domineering: "Didn't I dress up so carefully today for you?"

"Well, you're dressed very carefully today, it looks great."

In the past, Sato Wakaba had always relied solely on her natural beauty to be the school beauty.

Sometimes, deliberately spending two minutes doing a sexy makeup look is even a negative optimization for her.

But now, she has completely shed her "spicy girl" image. Her clothing and style are no longer so unconventional; instead, she appears much more restrained.

She wore a simple knee-length skirt with a plain, thin knitted cardigan, and her blonde hair was tied in a low ponytail, simply draped over her back.

Although still full of energy and vitality, there is a subtle hint of maturity about it.

She has a poised and elegant wife-like quality.

"Hey, I thought you'd only compliment outfits with black tights~"

"If you want to wear it, I have no objection."

"Next time! It's July, you know, and I actually sweat quite a lot."

"Of course I know that."

"You're so annoying."

"You definitely misunderstood first this time, but hey, there's nothing wrong with these kinds of topics among adults, right?"

In the anti-fan group of Haruki Nagayama.

Yamazaki, now a well-known online influencer, kept sighing: "Sigh, Sakurai Itsuki is so foolish!"

Yamazaki: [How could he do such a thing! I can't take it anymore!]

Everyone agreed: "There's really no way to wash it."
[I've been recommending "White Album" and Touma Kazusa to everyone, but I never expected that they would plagiarize someone else's work to enter a competition! I'm so upset!]

[You recommend "White Album" to others? Then you're no better, and Touma is a homewrecker.]

Yamazaki: [Let's not talk about this anymore. I have to start my broadcast soon. I just raved about Sakurai Itsuki a while ago, saying he has a bright future and is talented and virtuous. What am I going to do? Everyone's definitely going to talk about this.]

Since the news broke yesterday that Sakurai Itsuki plagiarized Sakura Fuji's leaves, there has been a lot of discussion in the entire Nagayama Haruki hater group.

They are nominally haters of Haruki Nagayama, but in reality, as one of the first groups to start marketing the three "beasts," they are also fans of Itsuki Sakurai.

Therefore, everyone's mood plummeted after learning that their favorite creator had fallen from grace.

Negative emotions were very strong, and some people were even as upset as when they saw Agni use the Flame Fist for his sister.

The story is fictional, but it happened in reality.

[Hey Yamazaki-san, why don't you just curse this bastard outright? You've criticized the author plenty before, haven't you? Shall we enter another fantasy phase?]

Someone suggested.

Yamazaki suddenly declared righteously, "No, neither side has responded yet. We can't afford to act recklessly!"

Meanwhile, Sakamoto Kumaichi, a close friend of Yamazaki and someone who had once shared his misfortunes, suddenly betrayed him: "That idiot took on a promotional contract for 'White Album,' so he can't just stir up trouble. Also, Setsuna is a bitch."

Yamazaki, you deserve to die!

[No, being a blogger and making a living through content creation incentives is enough, how did you actually become rich and powerful!]

The group members, who were already feeling down, felt even worse.

If Yamazaki had been indirectly harmed by those three bastards and lost his job, becoming destitute, everyone would have laughed but still been willing to support him and let him earn some money to eat.

But if you start taking orders from merchants and collecting luxury car fragments, who can stand that?

Yamazaki had originally wanted to brainstorm ideas on how to deal with this wave of attacks, but suddenly found himself under attack from all sides, and he scratched his head in frustration. Ah, Sakurai Itsuki, Sakurai Itsuki!
At this moment, Tree, a veteran member who had joined the group not long after its creation, suddenly spoke up.

Tree: [What's all this fuss about? I've never envied Yamazaki-san making money!]

Tree: [Have you ever been unemployed for several days in a row for strange reasons? Has your favorite idol ever confessed their love to someone else in front of you? Have you ever been dumped by your crush and then used as part of their prank? Have you ever had your face contorted with exaggerated expressions, making you a clown across the internet? Have you ever been publicly humiliated and made a clown by your favorite idol and a cartoonist you've always disliked during a live stream?]

Tree: [Before you envy Yamazaki-san for making money, ask yourselves, is your life even half as clown-like as his?]

Upon seeing Shu's statement, everyone suddenly understood; it made sense.

It's really hard to find someone as clown-like as him.

Compared to him, Heath Rice is somewhat lacking.

Yamazaki: [Itsuki, although... well, thank you anyway.]

Although Yamazaki felt that Itsuki's comments were indirectly criticizing him, at least there was someone in the group who spoke up for him.

That bastard Xiong Yi, I've always treated him like a brother...

Now it seems that only [Tree] is his half-brother, whom he has never met.

At that moment, Shu suddenly messaged him privately.

Tree: [Yamazaki-kun, don't worry about today's livestream, let me give you some advice!]

Yamazaki was overwhelmed with gratitude upon seeing the sudden private message notification.

Not only did the tree speak up for him in the group, it actually came up with ideas for him!
He really made me cry to death.

Yamazaki immediately typed: "I don't think I'll ever have another brother like you, Asuka!"

Yamazaki: [If I get the chance, I'll definitely treat you to a nice meal in person!]

Tree: [Hey, that's not necessary. A good brother is in your heart, even without meeting! It just depends on whether you're willing to trust your buddy.]

Yamazaki: [You know, I'm essentially a sunny and cheerful guy. A sunny guy never doubts his brothers. Just say what you want, I'll stand by them even if it means death!]

"A-Shu, what are you doing? Why are you laughing so happily?"

Inside the New Dimension Company's office, assistant Sato Wakaba tilted her head and asked Sakurai Itsuki a question.

"It's nothing, I'm just amazed at how amazing the internet is."

Sakurai Itsuki couldn't help but sigh.

What kind of expression would Yamazaki have if he knew that his complete brother, whom he had never met, was the culprit behind his clown-like life?

It’s interesting to think about.

Sato Wakaba looked at her suspiciously: "You have such a wicked sense of humor~"

Sakurai Itsuki: "You can tell that too?"

Sato Wakaba: "What do you think? Although I didn't say it outright, you actually do this all the time!"

Yuna Eguchi pushed open the door and said to the two of them, "Alright, stop flirting. They've agreed to our general plan."

"Ah, they weren't flirting!"

Sato Wakaba explained that she and Itsuki were still in a secret relationship that they hadn't made public yet.

Yuna Eguchi said, "Really? Judging from your eyes, you two clearly look like a couple."

Sato Wakaba thought to herself, "Is it that obvious between us?" But she still said, "No! This is the company, let's not talk about this kind of thing!"

Yuna Eguchi: "My dad has arrived. Let's check the details now!"

Sato Wakaba quickly got up and left the office, doing her assistant's job: "I'll go make some tea!"

Sakurai Itsuki instructed Sato Wakaba, "Oh, and call Yuuki-nee and the Kojima siblings in too. Hmm, call Hase as well."

Sato Wakaba winked at Sakurai Itsuki and said playfully, "I know! Director Sakurai."

Yuna Eguchi nudged Itsuki Sakurai and said, "I didn't expect the main wife to be such a hot girl! The assistant and the director are getting into some fun? Looks like tonight was pretty harmonious!"

Sakurai Itsuki: "I told you to stay away from Hase Hatsuna outside of work."

Just then, Hase Hatsuna and a group of people pushed the door open and came in: "Judging from their expressions, you can tell that Wakaba must have slept with them that night on Tanabata."

Kojima Haruna sighed, "I've always been a supporter of rich girls, and you just got seduced like that?! What kind of nonsense is this?!"

Eguchi Ichiro entered the meeting room at that moment: "What's the point of fighting between factions? It's just a matter of who's the bigger one and who's the smaller one. If all else fails, everyone can become the bigger one. I heard last time that a director went through a lot of marriages and divorces, but actually he lived with both his ex-wife and current wife."

Yuna Eguchi: "Don't spread such dirty ideas from the industry. Okay, Boss Sakurai is a scumbag anyway."

While Sato Wakaba went to prepare tea, the group seized the opportunity to gossip frantically in front of Sakurai Tree.

Although Sato Wakaba has not officially announced that the two are dating.

However, after the last Tanabata Festival, Sakurai Itsuki and Sato Wakaba did not show up for a whole day. When they met again, Sato Wakaba, who rarely came to the company, came with him.

And look at her radiant mood, and her attire that exudes a married woman's charm.

We're not like Shion Hase, those silly girls who can only draw.

Sato Wakaba's gaze at Sakurai Itsuki was practically dripping with sarcasm; how could anyone not know what had happened?

Sakurai Itsuki twitched his lips, realizing he had really been a bit too lenient with these people: "Can we stop discussing my private affairs? I may be a scumbag, but I have no intention of cheating."

Seeing that the truth had already been revealed, Sakurai Itsuki stopped trying to explain and made a statement.

Hase Hatsuna was dissatisfied upon hearing this: "What? If you don't cheat, then it's so boring! Then all the gifts I give to other people are just for nothing?"

"you?"

Sakurai Itsuki raised her fist, but considering that her gift had indeed come in handy that night, she decided to let her off the hook for today.

Ichiro Eguchi: "Well, if you lack experience, you can ask my bastard father. That scumbag is quite good at manipulating multiple women."

"This isn't right! Let's get down to business! The most urgent thing right now is to resolve this crisis! Your values ​​are so skewed! How come all my members are like this!"

Yuuki Tsukimi, the club president, couldn't stand it any longer and punched Hase Hatsuna on the head, finally stopping the conversation.

Sakurai Itsuki, who was being teased by everyone, shrugged and thought to himself: You actually only realized after so long that this club is full of amazing people?
However, after that punch, everyone finally managed to get the topic back on track.

The discussion is not about a public relations crisis, because it doesn't really qualify as a crisis.

The topic of discussion is how to maximize the volume of our voice!

At the same time, famous blogger Yamazaki also started broadcasting.

"Host, host, how do you evaluate the incident of Sakurai Itsuki plagiarizing cherry blossom leaves?"

As expected, Yamazaki saw the question that was bound to appear in today's comments.

Nowadays, many bloggers across the internet are denouncing Sakurai Itsuki as the "only beast".

But Yamazaki, following his good friend Itsuki's suggestion, decided to give a different answer.

"Did Sakurai Itsuki copy cherry blossom leaves? Actually, is it possible that the two of them are actually the same person?"

As soon as Yamazaki said it, his eyes immediately went to the comments section, anticipating the reactions.

[Tree] said that doing this in such a serious manner at this time should generate a very good response in the live broadcast room, turning hostility into harmony.

In response to Yamazaki's unusual answer, the comments section was filled with...

Has this person gone mad?

[Can you really wash it like this?]

Yamazaki, seeing the increasingly hostile comments, immediately sensed something was wrong.

Why does this feel different from what my best friend said? (End of Chapter)