Manga: All because of a photo.
Shin tried to ignore the rather large dog that had waited for him at the corner, but knew deep down that it was futile. The dog was quite tenacious and insistent, like most of the people around the woman who owned it.
He knew it.
Humoring it once was a time too many. And while he did nothing to encourage it, it seemed to like him. Coming over to his place suddenly. Hanging around him whenever he visited. Really.
Fuji was such a strange dog.
Maa…considering who its owner was, he imagined this is about as normal as it could get.
Even now, it was making exaggerated gestures, trying to make him understand something. Like, to jog his memory to remember it, and make him come along.
And yet, instead of ignoring it, which was definitely the smart thing to do, he couldn't help but look at the kind of belt it was holding out.
Riiiiight. A dog collar. What else could it be? And even as the dog tried to whisper something to him (Really. Such a strange dog), the sound was so suspiciously pervy, it just pissed him off. Probably had to do with that collar and how he got it.
And if that dog was anything like the Young Chief…he could almost guess.
Of course, unfortunately, like the Young Chief…Fuji just had to have something that would catch his interest.
It seemed like…a photo of that idiot, on her hands and knees. Wait…She wasn't naked, was she? Was that why Fuji was hiding her body? And those were definitely bare arms and legs!!!
Although…this was likely a trick. He just couldn't imagine her doing such a thing…and be naked. It was just too unlikely, but still…
Ugh.
Shin wanted to smack a hand against his forehead. Really. To be interested in seeing that dumb woman…in that pose…possibly naked…
But the knowing look on that stupid dog's face was just annoying. Great.
Apparently there was no other choice but to follow. If he ever wanted a good look at that picture, that is.
And so, they ended up in some creepy, old mansion, with a cat, a mouse and five other people.
Nobody really knew each other, so no one really talked much.
Each person was assigned their own room. Shin was only thankful he didn't have to share one with the dog. He just wanted to sleep, already.
Then, suddenly, he woke up with a start, at the sound of a woman screaming, and they found the mouse dead.
And apparently, he and Fuji had an alibi, because that weird dog crept into his room while he slept, climbed onto his bed and stayed there.
But, really. Who else would it be but that cat, right? Nobody even needed it to admit to it (which it did, anyway), and so they found themselves back where they started.
Well. That was a relief.
And, before Fuji had finally left him to go home, he had gotten the picture.
As expected…it was a trick. Sure, she was in a provocative pose…
…but she was still wearing her usual jersey.
They were rolled up, though. Which was why her arms and legs were exposed.
Why? What was the point of all that, anyway?!?!?!
Then again, if the things she did actually made sense, he probably wouldn't find her half as interesting.
He smacks a hand over his face.
Really. He was in love with such a dysfunctional woman.