Yuki Love Hotel (Danganronpa Another)

Teruya Otori

Every time I come here, I play the role of their 'ideal', right? Like some shared fantasy. I will be fine if I avoid being the mannequin of his peculiar clothing models. Teruya is a great friend, only his fashion sense is definitely not for me.

"Oh, dang it. These people marketed the room in the wrong way. It's not my style at all to see so many hearts. It's a lesson to learn, avoid breaking the corporation's rules. Will end in a bad deal."

"Are you okay, Teruya? If it bothers you, we can go somewhere else."

Teruya frantically moved his arms in denial. "No need, Yuki! It's not that this room is so horrible either!"

"If you say so..." Yuki whispers, unconvinced.

"Sorry for freaking out. I wanted to discuss business things with you in a space where our parents can't find us. I was looking for something for both of us, but end up paying for this place without seeing its interior. A great sin for a merchant. "

"Sin? Discuss something about the business?"

The little green-haired tilted his head, confused by Yuki's lost mood. "Surely you keep awake again by reviewing the delivery notes. Yes, your mother and my father have been partners in the Otori-Maeda markets for as long as we can remember, educating us little by little in the laws of the business. At the same time, they made deals all over Asia. How to check the product properly before making any payment."

So in this fantasy, we are like apprentices to our parents' business. It is difficult to imagine my mother being a merchant. She always preferred the jobs of secretary and home.

"You're right. I'm sorry for my lack of memory. Anyway, what did you want to discuss with me that we should hide from our parents?"

Teruya's smile widened at this. "It's simple. You know better than anyone else in the universe my devotion to rainbows. And even if your mother advised me not to, I already plan my rainbow clothing line to sell in all Otori-Maeda markets."

"And you want me to help convince them your unconventional clothing line is worth investment."

"Always mind-reading, Yuki. There's a reason you always take over our small businesses. You know how my father supports me with this hobby, but he doesn't see a future in the domestic market, and I'm afraid to face your mother alone. Miss Maeda is scary when she goes into business mode."

What should I do? On the one hand, he wanted to support Teruya with his clothing project, being so passionate about this. But on the other hand, anyone with minimal fashion intelligence would understand the taste for rainbow garments is very peculiar and even harmful to the eyes.

Now, why was Teruya unbuttoning his pants in front of me?!

"Admire my latest model of rainbow underpants! I made them with special materials, so these cuties can be used in pools or at the beach."

Without any expression from Yuki, the immature merchant noticed how his emotions took control of his body to undress in front of his best friend.

"Sorry! I am sorry! I am sorry! Sorry!" Teruya repeated like a broken record, trying vainly to put his pants back on. It's horrible to be betrayed by nerves.

"Don't worry, Teruya. I was just surprised at how tight you made the underpants. Unlike other things you've done with rainbow color, this design is pleasing to the eye."

"Don't tell me I use a smaller size? I want to die right now."

Sigh. Observing Teruya wouldn't recover from his nervous breakdown alone, Yuki decided to approach him and connect his fist against Teruya's chest so that he would stop sobbing and see him smiling.

"Listen to me. What just happened will stay in this room, between us. You just let yourself be carried away by your passion for this project, which I admire about you. I would stress out doing something like clothes. Don't panic about creating the perfect product speech for our parents. Ultimately, they know a passionate heart is the most important thing to sell a product to the customer besides an analytical brain."

"Yuki..." Teruya dropped into my body, letting me comfort him. I can never leave aside how his pointed hairstyle, always itching one of my cheeks. Adorable.

After a quiet moment, Yuki spoke again. "Come on, partner. We need evidence of all your clothes to show our pops in a presentation, hope you bring everything. I will help you model."

Teruya held back a laugh. "Yuki Maeda posing in rainbow clothes in front of a camera? I'll believe it when I see it."

From a suitcase hidden under a bed, the young merchant showed all kinds of rainbow clothing, from shirts and pants to socks and gloves for the winter. Yuki opted to try a jacket first, although the instructions for use strangely indicated the user should have my entire torso uncovered, clothing model stuff, assumed.

As soon as Yuki turned around, I saw Teruya with only his breeches and a scarf around his body, waiting in bed. The camera was ready to capture every moment and finally could understand a critical point.

"Some of these photos won't be in the presentation, am I wrong?"

Teruya smiled mockingly, blushing. "As you said, what happens in this room, including the photos, stays between us. I want to see the result of combining rainbows with rainbows. Hope Yuki doesn't mind the weeping Teruya isn't here now."

Maybe the color of love would apper in this fusion. Yuki is willing to participate in a rare experiment to try things. If the garments managed to be marketed, they would go into the background.