46 Calm down, right hand of mine! (2/2)

As they finally regained their senses and thought over the previous events, they found it all rather unbelievable.

They had a meal at a mafia boss’s home and the main topic of conversation was all about anime!?

Were they lost in their own delusions? Or was there something wrong with the world!?

However, their logic told them that it had all actually happened.

First, that Hisashi Juumonji had a lively but endless explanation of the anime’s storyline with Seigo Harano occasionally chiming in, before Kaede also decided to join in. Finally, even the two of them started chatting about it as the mafia boss listened intently. He even seemed to be deeply interested, and he kept asking questions about the anime...

This topic of conversation continued from start to finish during the entire course of the meal.

What the hell!!!?

Kobayashi and Watari couldn’t help but think that throughout the entire meal.

Was this really a mafia boss’s home? Or was this an anime club discussion!!??

Well, it’s acceptable for the young people to chat about this anime that they all know, but why was it that even the mafia boss seemed so interested in this topic!?

This completely ruined their image of how a mafia should be like!!!

As delinquents who previously had a fearful impression of the mafia, Kobayashi and Watari had an endless stream of comments running through their minds.

As for the person who caused all this, Seiji vastly enjoyed this dinner and had lots of fun.

Especially because he got to meet Hisashi Juumonji... They got along very well as they chatted with each other, and they instantly became friends.

”Harano-sama, if only I could have met you earlier in my life! Would you like to take a tour of my room? I could show you my collection…” Hisashi invited Seiji sincerely.

Actually, he was even more excited than Seiji, since it was quite difficult for an otaku in a mafia group to make another otaku friend!

”Oh, can I? Of course I’d love to!” Seiji agreed without even considering it.

He then turned around to look at his two classmates who were still mired in confusion.

”Kobayashi-san, Watari-san, there’s not going to be anything else tonight, so go ahead and return home first without me. I’m going to stay here a little while longer.”

”Oh...” Kobayashi and Watari returned to their senses and exchanged awkward glances with each other. ”Then... we’ll go back first.”

”I shall arrange for a car to take you guys back home,” Kaede informed them.

And so, Kaede sent off Kobayashi and Watari as Seiji followed Hisashi to his room.

Michirou was more than happy at the fact that his son was getting along so well with Seiji, thinking that his son had done quite good.

Hisashi Juumonji’s room was actually rather large. However, due to how crammed with items it was, his room appeared quite narrow.

There were several shelves filled with figurines in various poses, bookshelves filled with mangas, CDs, cassettes, and so on. The rest of the shelves were filled with various anime products while anime art and posters were plastered on every wall...

There was a pile of anime pillows and dolls on the bed. There were two humongous LCD televisions with all the newest, limited edition game systems. Some obviously high-spec computers hooked up to six large monitors were the centerpiece of the room, and the newest, most expensive edition of VR glasses lay beside them…

The way this room was arranged caused Seiji to recall something about an article of news he read about in his previous world entitled ”The most otaku person in the world.” Although this room probably still wasn’t at that level quite yet.

Seiji suddenly felt a strong urge to make some money with his save and load ability, and create a hideout of his own like this… no, a heaven!

‘Ahh, calm down, restrain thyself, oh right hand of mine! I can’t release my seal and abuse my power just because of something like this!’

Seiji used the entirety of his willpower to prevent his dark urges from overcoming him.

Seiji remained silent for the entire time while Hisashi delightedly talked about his proud anime collection. After a while, he finally sighed.

”Hisashi… can I pull an all-nighter here?”

”You’re more than welcome, Harano-sama!”

”Don’t address me by -sama—we’re close friends now!”

”Ah… happily!”

The two otakus shook each other’s hands.