I'm in Tokyo, and I'm a professional boyfriend.

He seemed to be trying his best to calm his heartbeat.

Shiina Iori peeked through the crack in the door.

He gritted his teeth in silence.

unwise.

That was a huge miscalculation!

However, according to intelligence, the lounge at this time should be Terashima Yuki's private room.

What were those people doing here?

What's Aya Hayakawa doing here?

Isn't she from Waseda University?

Wait a minute? Since it's the Kanto High School League, it's not surprising that Waseda University is here...

But now we can't get out, can we?

I should have climbed out the window earlier.

If it were just Shino alone, it would be easier to explain.

Shiina Iori anxiously clung to the cabinet door, unaware of Sano-san's increasingly tightly pressed legs and her gradually flushing cheeks.

Just as the two of them were cornered, Hayakawa Aya rubbed her legs, which were sore from running, picked up her phone, put on her earphones, and pressed the video call button.

The screen lit up, and on the other end was Yui Igarashi.

The girl in the video appears to be in her bedroom, having changed into loose pajamas early in the morning. The air conditioner is blowing loudly, and she is holding a melon in her hands and eating it, with a handle under her feet.

On the TV screen, a tiny human-powered sleigh was running around, its size fluctuating, and a greatsword was being swung around from time to time—Aya Hayakawa had no idea what she was playing.

Shiina had no idea when she arrived home.

"Moshi Moshi? Rainbow Sauce?"

"Yui-chan! Something terrible has happened today!"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"The karate goddess from the University of Tokyo has disappeared before the competition! Now, several university participants are being searched for by the advisors from the University of Tokyo! Our participants are also..."

Hayakawa Aya's unusually loud little mouth began firing rapidly.

Shiina Iori, who was inside the closet, felt a chill run down her spine.

Woman, making a phone call, woman.

equal.

Unlimited phone calls.

And what was she saying?

Terashima Yukito is gone?

There are less than ten minutes left in the game, and instead of obediently changing your clothes and getting ready for the match, what are you planning to do?!

Can't we just let the ticket-buying audience enjoy the game properly?

Shiina Iori was thinking this without even realizing it.

If they can't find us, how long will we have to hide in the closet?

Although I have no problem with physical strength, this posture is just too uncomfortable.

Shiina Iori was half-curled up.

I just can't get up.

Just as he was getting anxious, Sano Shino's small hand, which was gripping the clothes on his chest, suddenly tightened a little.

I accidentally pinched some meat.

Shiina Iori glanced down at her.

Sano Shino had been keeping her legs tightly clamped together, with both hands hanging on him as if she were hugging a pillar, for some time now.

Her face turned bright red.

"Shino...san?"

Seeing her like this, Shiina Iori seemed to suddenly realize something, and her face turned pale.

"No way?"

"...Yes, I will."

Sano Shino forced a smile, raised her head, and gave him a poignant smile tinged with sorrow and desolation, her voice soft and gentle:

"Iori".

"Which is more acceptable: a female college student wetting her pants in someone else's closet, or wetting her pants on the way to school?"

Shiina Iori's suspicions were confirmed, her eyes widening in disbelief: "Could it be... that we've already crossed the safety line?"

"It's still...0.036 percent short."

"uh-huh!?"

The sound of endurance was as difficult as a cuckoo weeping blood.

"Your progress bar is moving way too fast!" Shiina Iori's voice rustled in the closet.

"Can we catch up if we run out now?"

"Impossible, I can't run anymore."

"Weren't you still on the safety line when you came out of the medical room?"

"When you pulled me into the closet... I was nervous."

"It almost leaked out."

As she spoke, Sano Shino's smile was exceptionally beautiful: "Hey, Iori."

"After witnessing such a scene with your own eyes, you shouldn't have any objections even if you were to die, right?"

"Of course I have objections!"

"I will hold your head in my arms, sit in a small boat with white sails, and drift to the end of the sea, carrying your dreams and ideals."

"If possible, it would be best if you could spare my life."

"But you should be able to understand, right? The beautiful senior who is revered like a goddess by the juniors has actually shown such a shameful side. Of course, there is no other way but to die."

Sano Shino's small hands, which were gripping Shiina Iori's shoulders, gradually tightened their grip, sinking little by little into her clothes.

Her smile became increasingly beautiful.

"Hey there, Shino-senpai!"

"Have some hope!"

"That's it! The bottle!"

In a split second between life and death, Shiina Iori reacted with lightning speed: "Didn't you bring a half-finished drink with you when you came? Where did you put it!"

Sano Shino looked at him with an incredulous expression.

"Use a bottle here?"

"It's better than getting it all over your pants!"

"me......"

Sano Shino stammered, but Shiina Iori paid no attention to that, her sharp gaze sweeping across the lounge.

As luck would have it, the overturned bottle was just a short distance from their cabinet door.

Shiina Iori's eyes lit up.

Looking again at Hayakawa Aya, who was talking on the phone with her back to them, her mind gradually hardened.

He untied his shoelaces with one hand, quickly tied them into loops with the other, and opened a small gap in the cabinet door.

"crunch-"

As soon as the door was opened, the long-neglected cabinet door emitted a very faint, sharp sound.

The two people inside the wardrobe held their breath at the same time.

Sano Shino looked at the bottle outside, her face flushed.

Hayakawa Aya, who was chatting with Yui, seemed to have heard something and turned to look.

Then he turned around as if nothing had happened.

Shiina Iori breathed a slight sigh of relief and gently flicked the loop made of shoelaces out of her hand.

Snapped.

I didn't control my strength well and hit the bottle.

The bottle spun around halfway.

But Shiina Iori did not give up. Single-mindedly, she threw the ring out again.

Snapped.

It's only halfway in.

Shiina tugged a little harder, and the ring came off the bottle again.

He wanted to try again, but unexpectedly the bottle flipped over in their direction.

My eyes lit up.

Newton helped me!

Sano Shino looked at the bottle outside with a very complicated expression, her heart filled with torment.

crunch--

The cabinet door opened a little bit more.