Synopsis: Looking at the girl before him, flushed with shame and anger, Ikari Junichiro says, "Kashiwagi-senpai, you wouldn't want your classmates to tear apart the light novel you wrote, would you?"
Utaha has already steeled herself on the rooftop, where the two of them are alone. "Tell me what you want."
"Then please stop writing. Who would want to read a work with such terrible prose, a bizarre, cliched plot, and an incoherent narrative?"
"This stupid love-triangle novel is trash, in my opinion."
"Honestly, I'm amazed it managed to sell 5,000 copies."
"Y-You weren't going to threaten me? Make me obey you and do something indecent...?"
"Huh? Why would I do that?" Junichiro says, puzzled. "I think you're a weirdo, Kashiwagi-senpai."
"Have you no respect for your hairstyle?!" (Though a part of her had been secretly looking forward to it.)
I'm a blond bad boy, but I only do pure romance. When Kitagawa Marin, the gyaru cosplayer next door, asks to borrow money from me, of course I'm going to make her pay the price she deserves...
