“Argh!” It hurt. I was in pain. My chest hurt. My heart was breaking with guilt. I didn’t want to be a lolicon or anything of the sort. But now, nonetheless, I was a first-rate lolicon hikikomori, the most worthless piece of human garbage who ever lived.

Still, listen: You’re wrong. You’re making a mistake! I don’t want to lock up a girl in my room or anything like that! I don’t want to kidnap anyone! You’re wrong. I’m not the one who committed that crime! Please, believe me! Trust me! Don’t look at me like that! Don’t look at me!

But… red schoolbags. And recorders. And innocent girls playing in the park. Gah!

“You want to play with big brother?”

“I’ll give you candy.”

“Just lift up your skirt.”

“Let’s play doctor.”

“Here’s your shot!”

I’m done for, done for, done for! I should die, die, die, right away. What’s that noise? Shut up…

“Satou! You’re here, aren’t you? Please, open up!” From somewhere far away, someone was calling out, “Satou! Are you alive? Are you dead? If you’re alive, please open the door!”

Someone was pounding on my apartment door. I didn’t have the capacity to show myself in public anymore, though. Leave me alone…

"What, are you really not there? I just wanted to lend you this marvelous illegal video."

Standing up, I wiped away my tears and opened the door.

Hearing my story, Yamazaki crumpled his face into a frown of pure disgust. “You locked yourself up for a whole week and just collected porn? You’re a failure as a human being.”

“First off, this is all your fault.”

“You say that, but I guess it’s your nature, after all. Right, Satou?”

“D-d-don’t you feel guilty, dragging me into this, and then saying that?”

“I told you those were just character references, right? Look, Satou, you’re not normal at all if you’ve collected thirty gigs of porn. I don’t even want to come close to you. Don’t come near me—you’re freaking me out!”

“G-gr-grrrr!” As a result of intense rage, I literally saw red. Both of my fists trembled.

“W-well, to change the mood, let’s start talking seriously about our plan for making the game. I’ll lend you this tape, okay?”

Snatching the tape from his hands, I smashed it against my leg and broke it in two. “Wh-wh-what are you… ?” Yamazaki stuttered.

At that moment, I saw my only escape from the lolicon world.

I glared at Yamazaki. “Yamazaki.”

“What? Please, pay me back for the video.”

“Lolicon material is inhuman; it’s monstrous.”

He was silent.

“Let’s escape, let’s escape together! If we don’t get away right now, we’ll be lolicons until we die! Hurry!” Forcefully grabbing Yamazaki’s hand, I pulled him out of the room.