Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

Because most of the fans of underground idols are men, Gensuke Miura plans to go alone.

Today, [Fatal Love] has a performance in Shinjuku.

He had already bought the ticket online in advance.

Take the subway to Kabukicho in Shinjuku.

Miura Gensuke put on a mask silently.

The brightly lit streets were filled with a faint smell of alcohol.

The crowd was so crowded that there was a constant risk of being bumped on the shoulder by a drunk.

The underground idols who hold concerts in live houses in red-light districts are certainly not the kind of people who can only sing and dance.

There has to be some adult content.

As can be seen from the ticket prices, most underground idols' tickets are between 1000 yen and 3000 yen.

The ticket for [Fatal Love] is 5000 yen.

"Turn left here..."

Gensuke Miura compared the map on his phone and gradually went deeper into Kabukicho.

Gigolos, hostesses, massage parlors, and game arcades, everywhere is filled with the atmosphere of decadence and debauchery.

"Master, do you want to come to our bar?"

A woman dressed as a bunny girl suddenly jumped in front of Gensuke Miura.

"No." Miura Gensuke pushed her away.

There are such borderline shops everywhere in Kabukicho, and some are even more exciting, which only regular customers know about.

"This is it..."

After entering a narrow alley, Gensuke Miura saw the pink sign of the Live House.

A man wearing sunglasses was standing at the door checking tickets.

After seeing Miura Gensuke, the ticket inspector raised his head and looked at him carefully.

However, Gensuke Miura, wearing black-framed glasses and a mask, is dressed in a style that is very consistent with the otaku's style.

After checking the ticket purchase evidence on Miura Gensuke's phone, the ticket inspector made way: "Please come in."

The concert is on the underground floor and you have to go down the stairs.

One side of the staircase wall was covered in graffiti and had a faint smell of urine.

“Here’s my ticket!”

Just as Miura Gensuke was walking down the stairs, he heard a familiar voice.

The captain of the basketball club - Daisho Hasegawa.

Miura Gensuke didn't look back, but walked straight into the performance venue.

It's not a very spacious room.

The circular stage is right in the center, about half a meter high.

The auditorium was all around, and it was almost full at this moment, looking a bit crowded.

The audience was mostly middle-aged people, and many of them were already drunk, with red cheeks and swollen noses.

But there are also quite a few young men.

For example, Hasegawa Daisho who just came in with an excited look on his face.

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course... Hey!!! You're the president!"

Hasegawa Daisho was so frightened that he jumped back, clasped his hands together and released a begging ninjutsu: "President... please don't tell anyone else..."

"I just got a free ticket and didn't want to waste the opportunity..."

"President..." Hasegawa Daisho suddenly frowned: "What are you doing here?"

They have actually learned to ask back questions and threaten.

Miura Gensuke's eyes turned cold.

Not loyal.

It seems that the basketball club needs a new director.

"I'm here to complete a classmate's commission." Miura Gensuke patted Daxiang on the shoulder. "As you know, I'm the director of the Reasoning Club, and classmates often ask me to investigate."

"As for you..."

Miura Gensuke shook his head: "If you don't give a valid reason..."

"President, I'll treat you to a midnight snack later."

"That's all for now." Miura Gensuke turned his head and watched the performance that was about to begin.

"Hello hello! Hello everyone! Are you ready to receive the love tonight!!!" A plump woman wearing a red tight leather jacket and a half mask walked onto the stage.

She was followed by a woman dressed similarly, but with a black leather jacket.

"Wow!" Hasegawa Daisho clapped his hands in a rather ignorant manner: "President, look at their butts, they're so big!"

Gensuke Miura thought that little virgins just liked to make a fuss.

Although he had lost his virginity not long ago, this kind of thing was like building a foundation. Once you cross the level, it was no longer a new realm.

At this time, a burst of noisy music sounded.

The two underground idols on the stage also sang.

Although her singing voice was not outstanding, it was still better than that of an average person.

Among underground idols, she is already qualified.

"President! Look at them...eh..."

Hasegawa Daisho's eyes widened.

He clearly saw that the idol in black leather jacket kicked a spectator directly in the face.

But the audience was not angry, instead they showed an expression of enjoyment.

The other spectators didn't mind at all and even got closer.

Even the atmosphere became much more lively, with cheers so loud that it hurt people's ears.

Miura Gensuke doesn't really care about these perverts.

He only cared about how Hoshino Azusa cursed those who were posted on the website.

After the performance, I'll talk to Azusa Hoshino alone.

"President, how old do you think these two underground idols are?" Hasegawa Daisho was a little curious.

"Almost thirty."

“It’s so big…”

After watching the whole performance, both Gensuke Miura and Daisho Hasegawa felt a little aesthetically fatigued.

This idol group's selling point is beating up the audience.

There's no actual pornographic content.

The most outrageous part was just calling an audience member onto the stage and kicking him in the butt.

"Daxiang, do you want to go on stage and try it?"

"I don't want to..." Hasegawa Daisho's eyes were evasive.

"That's all for today!" The two idols raised their strangely shaped microphones.

"Goodbye!"

After the performance, the audience gradually left.

But a few avid fans of "Fatal Love" stayed.

Underground idols have things like handshake tickets.

You can communicate more closely with your idols.

At this moment they are enjoying the [Stampede Ticket].

The price is 1000 yen for 30 seconds.

Part of your choice.

"President, aren't you leaving yet?"

Miura Gensuke shook his head.

Azusa Hoshino has taken off her queen mask, and you can see that her skin has some fine wrinkles.

She's not very pretty either.

Actually, the name Hoshino Azusa is quite cute, but it seems a bit inappropriate when she gets a little older.

What's more, Azusa Hoshino is still full of worldly air.

"President, do you also want to buy a [Trampling Ticket]?"

"Why are you so imaginative? I just want to chat with her. You can go first. I'll treat you to dinner next time."

After pushing Hasegawa away, Miura Gensuke sat on a chair, playing with his mobile phone while waiting for Hoshino Azusa to get off work.

【Miura Gensuke: Fufu, what are you doing? 】

【Fufu: The server is busy, please chat again later.】

【Miura Gensuke: Sayo, what are you doing? 】

【Hoshizaki Sayo: Play! The! Piano!】

Miura Gensuke: I won't bother you anymore! See you tomorrow!