My Childhood Friend Who Was Doing Personal V-Tubing Got Ntr’d by a Singer (LOL), but I’ve Decided to Just Sit Back and Watch the Two of Them Roll Down the Hill of Life and Fall Into Ruin - Chapter 24: The Miserable and Pathetic End of a Lowlife

Chapter 24: The Miserable and Pathetic End of a Lowlife

“Hah, hah, hah…”

With ragged breathing and unfocused eyes, it was clear that Masao Iwai was not possessed by some miasma. For now, I needed to get Kusaka and Asakura away somehow, but Himeko Urakiri behind me did not seem likely to let them escape.

“It looks like things have gotten pretty rough, huh, Tak-kun? That guy over there, who couldn’t hold back his lust, doesn’t seem to be after Tak-kun anyway, so hurry up and come over here. Let’s run away together, just you and me?”

“Kuh, kuhehe. Sure, if you leave the two women and run, I’ll let you go, Tak-kunnnn?”

Masao Iwai continued his words in response to Himeko Urakiri’s slow-approaching voice from behind. …No, how could anyone not see that these two were in cahoots?!

“Really… if it’s just me, you’ll let me escape?”

When I asked Masao Iwai in a frightened manner, he nodded deeply with a satisfied “I get it” and a nice smile on his face.

“Yeah, it’s give and take. You get saved, I get s3x. Let’s make a deal. There are plenty of other women out there, and you don’t want to get hurt in a place like this, right? Smart choice.”

“—But I refuse. This Tak-kun won’t abandon girls just to save his own skin!”

As I said that and flipped Masao Iwai off, his eyes twitched and his face twisted into an ugly grimace. There was not a trace left of the once handsome male singer.

“Y-you, you, you bastard! You’re saying ‘NO’ to me?! To me, who trapped an innocent guy like me in that cold, dark detention center, but with my generous merciful heart, was going to forgive you with those two women—this ‘pure-hearted kindness’ of mine, you’re saying ‘NO’ to that?! There’s no way… I can forgive that!!”

As he said that, Masao Iwai pulled his hand from his pocket, and in it was a stun gun that even an amateur could see had been messily modified. Wasn’t that illegal? Was he okay? Wouldn’t that just stack up more counters on his crimes, Masao Iwai?

“I’m gonna, bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu, kill you, Takumi Takao!! Die!!”

“Hey, I told you not to lay a hand on Tak-kun, didn’t I?!”

Masao Iwai charged forward with drool dripping from his mouth, and Himeko Urakiri’s voice sounded somehow panicked. Hmm, what to do—as long as he was coming at me, Kusaka and Asakura would be safe, I thought, but then I noticed Asakura was missing from my view. What? When I looked, she had circled around behind Himeko Urakiri, who was approaching our backs, with a nimble movement unlike her usual downer, unmotivated motions. Asakura pushed Himeko Urakiri from behind.

“Wh-what?!”

I quickly dodged as Asakura shoved Himeko Urakiri forward with force, and Himeko Urakiri ended up leaping right in front of us.

“Abyabyabyabyabyabyabyabydiga, wadaji janai deshoooo.”

…And then Himeko Urakiri collided with Masao Iwai, and as she made contact with the stun gun in his hand, her body convulsed violently while she tried to say something. Perhaps realizing it was bad, Masao Iwai hurriedly turned off the stun gun’s power, but Himeko Urakiri collapsed to the ground just like that. This was way too dangerous, Masao Iwai—you were just piling on more outs in the live stream!!

“It’s your fault for being nearby.”

Asakura said that coolly while watching the two of them. She tried to push it as a bunch of coincidences piling up by accident, but even Kusaka looked taken aback.

“Wh-whoa, sorry, Himeko. I’ll make it up to you later by hugging you.”

“Da, dare ga anna nandodoshivivivivivishibire.”

Masao Iwai desperately called out to Himeko Urakiri, who was twitching and flopping around like a fish thrown onto land. This was the chance!! Heave-ho!!

“Run away!!”

Taking advantage of that opening, I grabbed Kusaka and Asakura’s hands and started running. Since this was being live-streamed anyway, all we had to do was escape from here, and Masao Iwai would surely get a real prison sentence and vanish. If the path behind us was clear, we just needed to run that way and escape.

“Wait, those are my women!!”

Masao Iwai staggered after us from behind—hey, what was he even saying. Incidentally, I heard a “Gueh!” sound, but Masao Iwai was so focused on chasing us that he seemed to have stepped on Himeko Urakiri at his feet. And then he tripped flat on his face right there. What was that sloppy combo (?), anyway.

“It’s the herbs, I need more herbs… the herbs give me energy and courage!! Courage 100 times, Shiotan Man!!”

As he said that, Masao Iwai pulled out a garish, obviously suspicious tablet from his pocket and popped it into his mouth.

“It’s here, it’s here, it’s here—!! Yeah, it’s the herbs after all!!”

Masao Iwai stood up and accelerated toward us with energy. H-hurry up, police!! I didn’t know what the stream was like now, but!!

“Takumi, let’s fall into hell together.”

Right in front of us as we ran, I heard that voice in the moment we passed someone running the other way. Backlit, I couldn’t tell who it was for a second, but it was Shūko Yaguruma!! Shūko-chan from the Yaguruma family!

She ran straight toward the approaching Masao Iwai, and as she passed us, her pumps clicked while she brought her feet together and leaped into the air.

“You’re that shitty amateur from before!? Perfect timing, I’ll rape you too and kill you, ora, die!!”

“—Take that!!”

Masao Iwai seemed to recognize Shūko Yaguruma and lunged at her, saying something, but Shūko Yaguruma was faster. Her dropkick-like counter kick sank into Masao Iwai’s torso, and he bent his body into a V-shape.

“Gyopa?! ”

Blown back with force, Masao Iwai rolled across the ground and came to a stop piled on top of the convulsing Himeko Urakiri. Pathetic… way too pathetic.

“I was chasing after you all with extra money because there was an additional shopping item, but I couldn’t catch up in the end. Then I got a call from Ren and Kirara that Masao Iwai was attacking everyone—so I hurried over.”

Shūko Yaguruma-sensei said that and flashed a peace sign. Man, I’m glad you made it in time, thank you so much, Shūko-chan, thank you, thank you!!

And then we muted the stream! Or rather, someone did, because I could hear the patrol car’s siren. Whew, this was the end… wait, no, the Z end.

“Oh, by the way, this has been a live stream the whole time, Masao Iwai.”

“Hahya, th-that sooo…”

As I said that, Masao Iwai lost consciousness, but when he woke up, he’d probably be on the super express straight to prison—overkill, or rather, prison-bound.

“Phew, it’s over.”

“Which is it—the commotion? Or Masao Iwai’s life?”

Tate chimed in on my mutter, but probably both.