I Just Want a Single Ending [106]

With some time left before arriving at the company, Kamigawa Saku put on his headphones and started watching a few makeup videos.

Even though Togawa Sakiko hadn’t yet agreed to collaborate, or even decided on becoming an Instagram influencer, a little research couldn’t hurt.

Better to know some basics now than risk looking clueless if she accepted and brought up cosmetics in conversation.

“Good evening, nya-mya~!”

He clicked on a random makeup review video and was greeted by a short-haired girl with purple hair, striking a cat pose while adding a cutesy flair to her greeting.

From her looks and style, she seemed to be a college student.

“Today, I’ll be sharing with you all the products Nyamu uses daily…”

Watching quietly, Kamigawa couldn’t help but form an impression.

What a distinct style…

From the opening cat-like gestures to her constant self-reference as "Nyamu," it was clear she was actively building a specific persona.

Not that he minded.

After all, the vlogger, Nyamu, was undeniably cute.

If it had been anyone else—say, himself—referring to themselves as “Saku” would just come across as incredibly awkward.

He checked her channel page. Seeing that her videos were almost entirely makeup-related, he decided to subscribe.

Right now, her content was actually useful.

Out of curiosity, he glanced at her follower count.

Two hundred thousand.

Though not as many as he had, she was still doing impressively well, especially for someone her age.

And, of course, she was a YouTube vlogger while he was an Instagram influencer.

Not really a direct comparison.

Incidentally, he’d never created a YouTube channel himself.

He simply didn’t want to appear on camera.

After all, doing product reviews without showing his face would be tricky.

Even though his looks were a major asset that would boost his videos, he’d weighed the possible impacts on his life and opted to stay behind the scenes, focusing on Instagram instead.

Plus, his main goal with his account was to showcase his marketing skills to get closer to CRYCHIC, not to earn money.

For his usual videos, he was only involved in promotional product shots and videos, keeping himself off-screen entirely.

As a result, he never worried about fans recognizing him.

Lost in thought, he clicked on another of Nyamu’s videos and continued studying up on cosmetics.

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After watching a few more videos, the sleek black car he was riding in came to a stop.

Removing his headphones, he picked up his bag and stepped out, where a staff member approached to greet him.

“Is it just you today?” the staff member confirmed politely.

“Just me,” Kamigawa replied.

“All right, please follow me. And I’ll take care of your bag.”

The staff member’s demeanor was exceedingly courteous.

“Just be careful with it. My filming equipment’s in there.”

Kamigawa handed over the bag without hesitation.

As an Instagram influencer, his phone was usually all he needed for shoots. But for more formal settings, he’d bring out his camera.

This wasn’t for his own sake—it was for the client’s peace of mind.

Imagine paying for a well-known influencer’s services only to see them whip out a phone for a quick shot and call it done.

It would come off as careless and unprofessional.

But a camera? That, at least, appeared more serious.

Then, by throwing in a few filming terms, jotting down notes here and there, and casually mentioning technical details, he could leave an impression of expertise.

Paired with his substantial following of nearly 600,000, the client would feel they’d invested wisely.

“By the way, Mr. Kamigawa, our company invited another YouTuber today for filming and promotion. The two of you will have to share the lounge—hope that’s not too much trouble.”

Leading him down the hallway, the staff member added this extra detail.

“No problem.”

Honestly, weren’t lounges meant for guests to share anyway?

There was no need for apologies over something so minor.

His brand wasn’t that strict.

As for the other influencer? That was the company’s business, not his.

After all, it didn’t affect his payment.

With that, the staff member guided him to the lounge door.

Handing the bag back, he added, “You may have to wait a bit for shooting. Both SUMIMI and our company need a little more time to prepare.”

“Got it,” Kamigawa nodded.

“I’ll come get you when everything’s ready.”

With that, the staff member quickly departed, and Kamigawa opened the door to the lounge.

Inside, he found a girl with short purple hair, holding a selfie stick in the middle of the room, chatting animatedly into her phone.

“Nyamu has just arrived in the lounge! Look at the gorgeous decor—oh no…”

Just then, Nyamu noticed the newcomer reflected in her screen.

“Oh! Sorry for interrupting your recording. Could you delete any footage with me in it?”

Kamigawa apologized, then made his request.

At the same time, he recognized her instantly—she was Nyamu, the same vlogger he’d just been watching in the car.

Having seen her videos, plus her self-introduction, she was impossible not to recognize.

“Got it.”

She paused the recording and deleted the clip as requested.

As a video creator, she couldn’t casually invade someone’s privacy, especially when they’d explicitly asked her not to.

[New romanceable character discovered: Yuutenji Wakaba]

At that moment, Kamigawa’s system notification flashed.

She was a route character?

Interesting.

Until now, he’d assumed route characters were limited to high school girls.

Now, it seemed the system assigned characters more like a random reward, with no set pattern for who might qualify.

“You must be the Instagrammer the staff told me about, right? I’m Yuutenji Nyamu. Nice to meet you!” she said, smiling and introducing herself.