章節 66: Shining Like a Diamond

Haruki stretched to the maximum to rescue the puppy, but the box was too deep to reach. And the compartment was too narrow for him to squeeze his shoulders in. The singer looked for something to get there. Running, he went to the bedroom and took the sheet from the bed. The singer was counting on Mimi's survival instincts, and returning to the trap he dropped the fabric and kept hoping it would work.

"Mimi, come on, boy. Grab and go up, little guy!" he whispered.

The scared kitten jumped onto the sheet clinging to it with his nails and climbed. Haruki was also carefully pulling the cloth until his hands reached the kitten and took it out.

"What a scare, boy! I'm sorry, Mimi." Haruki held the little cat like a father holds a newborn child, clumsily but trying to be careful. "Now I've got you and I promise I'll find out who committed this cruelty to you. Whoever the person is, he will pay dearly." Haruki was a fan of pacifism. But not from impunity, seeing what one of the guys did to the kitten made him furious. Whoever he was, Haruki would teach him a lesson, since they were trapped in the game and there were no police officers to maintain order.

The singer took care of the pet and took him to sleep together. Haruki would not leave him alone again now that he discovered that there was a psychopath among them.

******

Haruki woke up sweaty from a nightmare where he was thrown into the air after being run over by a Lamborghini Gallardo. In his dream, Jun didn't dodge him. And the singer fell into a pinball machine, being played from side to side like a ball that was adding points every time it hit a pin. And somewhere, he heard Daisuke's laughter.

Haruki checked at the smartwatch, he had slept a little over four hours. It was almost twenty-two o'clock at night. The casino was open.

First, the singer decided to look at their statuses again, taking advantage of the fact that he was alone. Haruki felt in his heart that it was morally wrong to look at their statuses, even though he had this advantage from the programmers. Didn't he?

He started the analysis on his own record, and huffed,

"Man, you're a shame," Haruki told himself when he realized that he hadn't even had the curiosity to look carefully at his own record.

…

[TAKEDA HARUKI - Athlete].

DEFECT:

[DISTRACTION - Intelligence-based tasks cost 20% more or take 20% more time.]

'Wow, I'm really lucky, aren't I? Of course with the intelligence of a fish, what could I expect? ' The singer resented once again having been branded a fool by the developers, who thought every athlete didn't like to study because he was slow in learning. It was a hard-to-break stereotype, rooted in society.

'But let's take a peek on Jun.' He was under the impression the character's defects would follow these popular stereotypes. And he was convinced he had to keep in mind that it was just a token. None of them were really that.

But the cards determined the outcome of the missions. So he had to play by the rules of the Otome Game to win.

[SASAKI JUN - Bad Boy].

DEFECT:

[ADDICTED TO EMOTIONS - if you reach level 1,2,3,4 of happiness, you lose: 10% CHARISM and 10% INTELLIGENCE.]

'Addicted to emotions…? So that was it. Am I the thrill of the day? A stimulus, a toy? His prize if he subdues his rival.' Yes, Haruki was aware of the two men's competition for him.

Haruki felt a foul taste in his mouth, which he swallowed hard. The singer massaged his stomach, feeling discomfort as he digested the information.

Jun needed pleasurable emotions all the time. To win. To take. To steal. Those were the verbs that came to Haruki's mind ... while heartburn grew in his stomach.

Haruki shook his head to get rid of those images. He needed to think about other things.

Searching the memories for something else to think about, it came to his mind Takashi looking at the message on his smartwatch. 'Let's see ...'

[NOGUCHI TAKASHI - Nerd].

DEFECT:

[BLASÉ- If you reach level 1,2,9,10 of happiness, you lose 20% of INTELLIGENCE.]

"What?!" Haruki asked himself indignantly again, "The guys are kidding!" His best friend was penalized for being happy looking at the snow! How was Takashi holding on? He was an artist. That is, he was always moved. 'Damn it, buddy, your defect is much worse than mine.'

Takashi's penalty was awful. Haruki realized how difficult it was for his friend to police himself not to be too happy or too sad. He couldn't think of anything worse than staying mild all the time. A life without emotions, a life in half.

…

Shaken by analyzing Jun and Takashi's files, Haruki decided to meet the other guys. He was still digesting and considering that his defect didn't even look that bad, though inconvenient, compared to Takashi.

The singer showered, ready to go for a walk… And forget the last night if he could.

His closet was the realization of the consumption dream of most of his bandmates. It might be a little futile to think it, but what would they say if they saw him now?

Haruki also liked fashion, and his family called him a foreigner for his slightly extravagant tastes. He learned the value of appearance and lived into a culture of lookism, although he wasn't normally arrogant about it. But ... he could use it today, couldn't he?

He was sure Jun would be at the casino, trying his luck as his plans together had sunk like the Titanic. So Haruki had decided to pay the casino a visit. But first, he'd dress up to be handsome, fragrant, unique... Shining like a diamond.

He chose clothes from his exclusive cruise collection. And finished the look with the small diamond earrings he received from Miyu-chan, which he never intended to take out of his ears again. He intended to be more handsome than Daisuke, who by the time, should be with Jun at the casino.

When he looked at himself in the mirror one last time, Haruki felt himself blush because he knew he was doing it out of spite ... Didn't he have any self-respect?

'Isn't like that, man! It's not wrong to show that I have overcome the fact that he called me a whore!'

Haruki sighed. 'Motherfucker.'

The singer went out looking forward to puncturing the Lamborghini's tires.

But first, he needed to be sure of where they were. And he needed to enter the kitchen and get an ice pick.

"Come Mimi, and if you see who threw you in the trash, let me know," he narrowed his eyes, facing the casino facade as if entering a deadly mission.

Haruki entered the casino and the first thing he saw was the giant image of Jun's body, half-naked. The casino screens were streaming Jun's pics, wearing red gloves and boxing shorts, in an attacking pose and sparkling and menacing eyes.

"Jun is going to fight?!"

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