Chapter 167: I Didn't Lie
In the world of love comedies, the ‘player’ exists everywhere and nowhere.
They were the promised unwelcome guests who only appeared in such convenient plot developments. Perhaps the “easy to pick-up” remark made by Senior Ayabe earlier had set a flag, for they appeared yet again today.
I approached the two thugs, who were actively talking to the three people.
Unlike the spiky-haired guy who had just shouted, the slightly better-looking blonde thug was sweet-talking them.
He seemed to be playing the role of the ‘good cop’.
“Sorry, sorry, this guy’s a bit prickly. There are three of us, too, so the numbers match up perfectly. How about hanging out together? We won’t do anything bad.”
“Excuse me.”
“Huh?”
As I spoke, the spiky-haired thug, who had been scowling, perhaps to intimidate the newspaper club members, turned around with a threatening noise.