[Ryou had the feeling accepting (or, rather, giving into the Monster World Club's begging) to be the one who manned the kissing booth at the college fair wouldn't be a fun experience, but, well, he hoped otherwise. After all, this wasn't high school, he didn't have crowds of girls surrounding and hunting him down at all times. So, surely, he wouldn't have any problems.]
[Well. He was wrong. Turns out he's just as attractive to people in America as he was in Japan. For what felt like eternity he would look around the person (more often a woman) kissing his cheek and only see an expanding line of other women to wait for. He encountered a few men, too, but some had mistaken him for a woman and left embarrassed. No matter the gender, though, he quickly decided no mouth-to-mouth, absolutely not. If he let one person do it then more people would want to. He even went so far as to use masking tape to create an "X" over his mouth.]
[Ryou wipes his cheek with a towelette as he reads Anzu's text. He's been complaining to her in between groups and she's been sympathetic. He tosses the towelette into the shopping bag he brought along and texts her back.]
I'm going to make my next campaign much harder for this.
[The coast seems clear for now, so he peels off the "X" from his mouth. He'll just put it back on when the next person arrives. The fee collection jar is getting full and his Venmo account, created for this purpose, has a surprising amount of funds in it. This endeavor is successful, he has to admit.]
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kissing booth!
Date: 2022-07-11 05:45 pm (UTC)[Ryou had the feeling accepting (or, rather, giving into the Monster World Club's begging) to be the one who manned the kissing booth at the college fair wouldn't be a fun experience, but, well, he hoped otherwise. After all, this wasn't high school, he didn't have crowds of girls surrounding and hunting him down at all times. So, surely, he wouldn't have any problems.]
[Well. He was wrong. Turns out he's just as attractive to people in America as he was in Japan. For what felt like eternity he would look around the person (more often a woman) kissing his cheek and only see an expanding line of other women to wait for. He encountered a few men, too, but some had mistaken him for a woman and left embarrassed. No matter the gender, though, he quickly decided no mouth-to-mouth, absolutely not. If he let one person do it then more people would want to. He even went so far as to use masking tape to create an "X" over his mouth.]
[Ryou wipes his cheek with a towelette as he reads Anzu's text. He's been complaining to her in between groups and she's been sympathetic. He tosses the towelette into the shopping bag he brought along and texts her back.]
I'm going to make my next campaign much harder for this.
[The coast seems clear for now, so he peels off the "X" from his mouth. He'll just put it back on when the next person arrives. The fee collection jar is getting full and his Venmo account, created for this purpose, has a surprising amount of funds in it. This endeavor is successful, he has to admit.]