Ch 22 – 01 May, Satomi is a Cosplayer 02

"Well, he may hate me." Kouta just nodded as he saw Aki leave him without saying anything. When he was about to leave and go to club.

Kouta accidentally bumped someone.

"Ah, sorry." Kouta immediately apologized, while feeling weird since he thought there was no one nearby.

"Ah… It's fine." The person—she responded with a sound that Kouta recognized. She was a cute girl with straight, shoulder-length chestnut-brown hair. She was actually a gentle-looking girl who had a beautiful face, but she had such an ordinary aura that sometimes people didn’t look at her.

She was no other than the main heroine of Saekano Anime, Kato Megumi.

"Really, I’m sorry." Kouta once again apologized.

And Megumi responded the same way, "No… It’s fine."

Since Kouta didn’t have anything to talk about or any plan with her. In the end, their first meeting was just like that. To be honest, Megumi would be the hardest for Kouta to come close to. Because he had no idea what she was thinking based on the memories, especially since the memories were not particularly fond of her. That person like Utaha and Eriri more…

Yeah, what he was going to do with her was still in the darkness. Particularly since the protagonist and her meeting were scripted and difficult for him to recreate. Like he didn't know when and where they met and didn't really particular care about it.

What Kouta was going to do to her was still unknown.

Kouta went to the clubroom. There were already Inada and Takao sitting at their perspective computer as they might be working in the game. As far as Kouta knew, Floopy Bird had only three days. However, it was created by adults and professionals. So Kouta anticipated that they would require additional time. Especially, when they were still student. They had homework and other things to do. Also, they needed to teach him too.

"Hm… Prez, this is about the graphic design?" Kouta asked Takao, while he gave her the data. "I wonder if you can teach me to input it into the game." He added.

"Ah… that’s true. Wait for a moment." Takao saved her work before she taught Kouta how the whole thing worked. In contrast to any other activity, Kouta had a minor difficulty understanding. Since he couldn’t find anything about this subject in his previous world memories. That’s why it may be, the first time, he learned something from zero.

"I wonder if there are any good books for me to read?" Kouta asked Takao who immediately answered and gave Kouta several tittle book.

"Well, read this and maybe that book."

"Ah, this and that book for me." Inada followed with her own answer, before going back to her work.

"At least, you progress really fast." Takao praised Kouta while she patted his shoulder while her enormous breasts swayed and contacted his head. Kouta couldn't help but wonder if this would turn him into a big oppai fan if it kept happening.

In the end, the GCC today was just working on making Floppy Bird.

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Kouta left the clubroom, and he went to the teacher’s room. Which Kouta’s plan to meet Satomi-sensei, who was his priority target for now. Since he felt he needed some kind helper from teacher side, and he found out the easiest target.

"Hm— Suzuki-san, what happened?" Satomi-sensei asked Kouta who called her out of nowhere.

"Ah, I just want to say thank you." Kouta said.

"You don’t have to worry too much, but please don’t wander around late at night. Sensei, didn’t want any delinquents. " Kouta was reprimanded by Satomi-sensei and told Kouta to be careful next time.

"Yes… I understand." Kouta replied immediately.

"Um… good. Is there anything else?" Satomi-sensei asked once again.

"Well, you know, Sensei. It has been said that I’m starting to enjoy my life." Kouta said, while Satomi-sensei nodded as she heard what Kouta was talking about.

"It’s because I have my objective, and right now I’m doing it with Utaha-senpai. Which makes a visual novel! But since it’s awkward to work in my home, sometimes we have been using an empty audiovisual room. I wonder if it’s okay to be using it. Or can you help with that, Sensei."

"Hm— Maybe I can do something about it."

Kouta nodded while hearing from Satomi-sensei. He felt a bit bad since she was a nice teacher. A really nice person, but in the end, he couldn’t help it.

"Ah, by the way— Riko Yuria-san, your last event cosplay was really good." Out of nowhere, Kouta told Satomi-sensei, who at that time was a bit preoccupied with her thoughts and never in her mind that her student would ask that, so she naturally answered the question.

"Ah, I’m actually feeling the perfect form and my last cosplay is quite good—"

Before she realized what she said, and her face slowly became pale.

"Um— Just like I already guessed. You’re Riko Yuria— Satomi-sensei."

"Huh—-Huh—Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At that moment, Tachibana Satomi, age 29 years old, realized her ordinary life may have changed. Is it getting better? Whose knows.

Well, usually, people strive to ensure that every new meeting gets off on the right foot. When you are introduced to someone, you greet them with a smile and have a harmless small chat, gradually building up an affable relationship.

It was a solid approach that people do it. Before they became friends or maybe lovers, However, what Kouta did was far away from that, but he couldn't help it. Some people say that spicy food can be addictive.

Because of that, Kouta was a person who had experienced spicy stuff. Sometimes he couldn’t bother doing it the normal way. Of course, he didn't act rashly like he did with Eriri a week ago. This time, he was making sure he had something in his hand.

"Wh…Wh…What are you talking about?" Satomi-sensei replied in a rare, stuttering manner. This is such an obvious gesture, even an ordinary person will notice how suspicious she is at this moment. She seemed to be rather nervous as she started stuttering.

"Playing dumb is futile. The mole is a complete match." Kouta said it while showing evidence of Satomi-sensei's cosplaying of many characters. "Tachibana-sensei, You’re the real identity of Riko Yuria, right?"

In the face of her own picture in the hand of his student. Satomi-sensei showed a rather comical shocked face with not just a pale, but cold sweat and a big open mouth. Her eyes showed such an intense, frightened expression.

‘Oh… God!! This is bad!! If the others find out about my cosplay hobby, my standing as a teacher is going to be bad!!!’ Satomi-sensei’s mind was full of these negative thoughts.

The cosplay itself wasn’t a bad hobby. It was just her cosplay rather, a practically pornographic one. Yes, Tachibana Satomi had a secret identity as the famous erotic cosplayer Riko Yuria. As Satomi-sensei attended a rather prestigious school, it was such a bad combination.

‘No…no… Calm down… I may still have a way out of this.’ In the chaotic sense of her mind. Satomi-sensei tried to be calm, but once again Kouta hit her with reality.

"Wait—Sensei, your cosplay is quite provocative—this one is rather bold," Kouta said with an excited tone, as his mouth was closed with two hands.

"Ca…can…you followed me for a bit…" Satomi-sensei stopped Kouta to talk before he spoke about another word.

"Okay." Kouta obediently followed along with this pretty older woman who grabbed his hand and walked for a while until they arrived at a corner and desolated room, and stopped.

"Um…" Before Kouta said anything.

"Please keep this whole thing a secret!! I’ll serve you as your slave for all eternity!!" Maybe Satomi-sensei used an ultimate move by the Japanese, She kneeled down with her head down in the empty room to express her begging in the utmost sincerity. She was even shedding tears.

Kouta saw her reaction in those memories and then saw her doing the exact thing in front of him. Really made Kouta feel like those memories were like a prophecy. Seeing how Satomi-sensei's reaction would still be quite the same as what he saw from the memories gave Kouta another dose of confidence about the validity of those memories.

"Well, that’s quite an extreme bargain," Kouta said while Satomi-sensei was still kneeling down with her head going up and down several times. To be honest—or maybe because of this weird world, or maybe because of Satomi-sensei, a cosplayer with knowledge of anime stuff, So her imagination must be quite wild for her to say such a thing. Just like, Eriri did to one week ago. Or just people who like anime was a degenerate itself.

"Well, I kind of like your cosplay. Sensei, I don’t think I will do anything mean to you." Kouta lied as naturally as his breath.

Satomi-sensei maybe could sense it, "There’s no way I can believe in such goodwill and charity!!!" she said in an emotional way.

"Okay…then… There are many things I want you to do." Kouta used a low volume and whispered to Satomi sensei.

"Eh… Ok?" Satomi-sensei bravely answered in a low voice.

Satisfied with the reaction of his sensei, Kouta showed a fearless smile on his face.

"Also, I have a suggestion." Showing his cute tooth to his teacher, he stated:

"How about we get some ramen?"