"Ah," Hayato nodded.
Whenever someone asked him directly, "Who are you?" Hayato always had the urge to reply, "Your dad."
It was a case of 'dad-itis'.
But thoughts aside, although the person's gaze was somewhat provocative, he was, after all, Ayaka-senpai's colleague, so he would temporarily lower his aggression.
He would remind Ayaka-senpai about it later.
"…" Hayato thought for a moment, and felt that with Kobayashi Ayaka's personality, he probably didn't need to deliberately remind her.
"Please stand further away and don't disturb our shooting."
The Photographer scrutinized Hayato up and down.
He did have some looks, but as a Photographer, he had shot countless male models, and many were more handsome than this guy… The Photographer recalled… Damn it, it seemed there weren't many.
But, but what good was being handsome? It couldn't be eaten.
Hayato looked around.
Although there weren't many people next to him, he was roughly on the same level as the students watching.
Asking him specifically to stand further away… he was being targeted.
"Okay," Hayato said.
He wasn't interested in being watched anyway, so he voluntarily stepped back.
He returned to the horizontal bar, placed the cola aside, and continued reading his Japan Ancient History.
His retreat, however, caused a stir; more than half of the girls who had been watching the model shoot rustled away.
They all gathered around the horizontal bar, then fanned out with Hayato as the center, first whispering for a while.
Then, as Hayato looked up with a hint of exasperation, the bolder ones had already started asking questions.
"Senpai, can I exchange contact information with you?"
"…I don't have a phone."
"Nonsense, I just heard you tell someone to send you a text message."
"I'm still stuck in the pager era; there's no ship in this new era that can carry me."
"…Then, can you tell me your name?"
"I don't have a name either."
"…"
It was a rejection that couldn't be more obvious.
If it were an ordinary person, these two blunt statements would essentially deter all girls from trying to pick them up.
But after Hayato spoke his "golden words," the female students looked at each other, and after three or four seconds of stunned silence, they all giggled.
"Senpai~~ you're so humorous~~"
"Which class are you in?"
"Giegie, do you have a girlfriend?"
"Want to come eat with us later? We'll pay~~"
Hayato knew well that freeloading was shameful; even reading web novels required subscriptions and monthly votes, so how could he freeload a meal from girls? Therefore, he firmly refused.
"How can you freeload? Freeloading won't get you good results; you'll get nothing by freeloading!"
"How can a person freeload!!"
But the female students of Hachijojima High School, to put it politely, were resilient, and to put it impolitely, were thick-skinned. They were still persistent, probably fearing Hayato's tall stature, so they hadn't dared to touch him yet. If he were a small boy, he might already be getting groped.
"…I have a girlfriend," Hayato had to say.
"Oh? Is it the model being photographed over there?" someone asked.
Hayato didn't answer, leaving it to their imagination.
What he didn't expect was that many girls, upon hearing this, still didn't give up. They let out a peal of laughter like barbells:
"If you play with us, won't your girlfriend get angry? She won't come hit me, will she?"
"It's fine~ You have a girlfriend, I have a boyfriend, but we're still a match made in heaven."
"Although your girlfriend is good-looking, giegie, there are many of us. I can give you a completely different 'girlfriend experience'~ ~ ~ Freshness is the most important thing~ ~"
"If big sister can, why can't little sister?"
"Both can, both can~ ~"
"We can all give you a unique experience~ We can also pay for the room fee~ ~"
Hayato sighed.
He originally thought idol trainees would turn into chickens, but he didn't expect there to be chicken coops elsewhere too.
Damn it… …
The plump Photographer, while having the two models in front of him adjust their angles and poses, also secretly glanced at the other side of the horizontal bar. Originally, these girls were all circling around him. During their break just now, some even came over to ask him how to get into X Magazine and the various fees for private photoshoots.
The Photographer had originally wanted to delve into the direction with them privately.
He didn't expect his clients to be snatched away by someone else all at once.
However, hehe.
The Photographer pushed up his small myopia glasses and smiled somewhat triumphantly.
Quality is ultimately more important than quantity.
"Lighting! Move more to the left!" the Photographer commanded.
Then he looked with satisfaction at the two models he was directing, the two best-looking ones… … Miss Reina is the daughter of X Magazine's boss, so she's naturally out of the question, but he has Miss Ayaka, who is worth more than a hundred thousand girls!
He carefully observed Kobayashi Ayaka's expression; she still looked rather languid.
It seemed she didn't care at all that her friend was surrounded by girls.
It seems Miss Ayaka is indeed not very interested in Mr. Hayashi… …
"Um, Reina-chan?"
The Photographer looked into the viewfinder, then, after a moment of stunned, reminded her, "Please focus your gaze on me. Also… don't look angry. Could you… uh, smile a bit sweeter?… Um, Reina-chan, did we do something wrong to make you angry?"
"Huh!?"
Kurashiki Reina's tone was clearly very angry, but what she said was, "Angry!? Are you mistaken? Why should I be angry!? Just take the pictures properly, stop talking nonsense!"
The Photographer was startled by this irritable young lady's temper and immediately shrank his neck.
"…Okay," he replied softly.
Kobayashi Ayaka followed Kurashiki Reina's gaze and showed a rather disdainful smile.
Young people are still too naive.
Are you uncomfortable just seeing Mr. Hayashi surrounded by girls?
Don't worry, those girls are not on the same level as you, let alone me. Neither of us managed to get Mr. Hayashi, so how could those girls easily succeed?
It's truly worrying over nothing.
"…What's so good about Mr. Hayashi anyway?" Kurashiki Reina grumbled. She calmed herself down, turned her head, and faced the Photographer with a professional attitude.
The Photographer, following Kobayashi Ayaka's gaze, also looked back at Hayato.
And although Kurashiki Reina's words were not entirely clear, he still heard a little.
He paused, then his eyes narrowed.
Could it be that Reina-chan has a good impression of this kid… … Hahahaha! He hit the jackpot! Kid, you probably don't know who Reina-chan's boyfriend is. You're dead meat!!
The Photographer was just overjoyed.
Then he heard Reina-chan's boyfriend's cheerful greeting from not far away:
"Brother Kobayashi! You're here too! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
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