The Lying Counselor’s Eloquent Reasoning - Chapter 54
“Doctor, why are you using such a tone! It’s obvious that Tsubaki will run away!”
Right after Moeka escaped, Tomomi involuntarily shouted. Things had been going so well until halfway through, so why ruin it by ganging up on her at the end?
“I had to do that in order to save her. After all, a smartphone is not something that a high school girl who is immature and inexperienced should have. What a shame to have your body and soul controlled by a mere tool.” Uroma said with a sullen face and threw a few tablets into his mouth at once.
“You may not understand because you’re an old man who doesn’t seem to have any friends, but nowadays, all high school girls use smartphones to exchange messages. It’s too much to ask them not to use them.”
“So, when there were no smartphones, there was no interaction among female students?”
“Female students?”
What era are we talking about?
“But what are you planning to do now? At this rate, Tsubaki won’t be coming here anymore, and she won’t be able to recover from her illness. Is it okay to just leave her alone?”
“Well, we still have this, so I guess we can make it work.”
Uroma looked at the spy mirror tablet displaying Moeka’s SNS and mumbled something meaningful. What in the world does that mean? Tomomi tilted her head.
However, a few days later, she understood the meaning of those words. One day, the comments on Moeka’s social networking site, which she had been checking at least once a day out of curiosity, had gone wild. Looking at her followers’ posts, it seemed that Moeka had been doing papakatsu under a different name, a backdoor account, which had been exposed by a third party. The term “papakatsu” used to be called “enjo kosai,” which in short means prostitution.
Eventually, a few hours after confirming that things were getting rough, Moeka’s account seemed to be deleted and no longer showed up at all.
I never thought this would happen…
It was now clear to Tomomi who had ignited the ruckus. The following day, upon arriving at the counseling room of Takahiko Uroma, she inquired the man in charge of the room.
“Doctor, you must have done something to Tsubaki’s account.”
“Well, what are you implying?” Uroma’s answer was rather cryptic.
“It’s no use playing dumb. Someone revealed that Tsubaki was doing papakatsu on a backdoor account, and that’s why she stopped using social media. You’re the only one who would pull off such a malicious act.”
“I don’t know about that. Tsubaki’s account was so loosely guarded that anyone could have detected it.”
“No, people don’t usually notice who has a backdoor account like that! It’s strange!”
“Is that so? Suppose I’m one of those fans who hopes to have a closer relationship with her. The first thing I would assume is that a girl like her who is really into social networking usually has a backdoor account, so if I could contact her through that account, I might be able to meet her in real life. Then, I wondered what she was doing on her hidden account. Looking at the contents of her SNS, it seems that she is interested in cosmetic surgery and has already prepared the money for it. However, there are no posts indicating that she has a part-time job somewhere. Weird, huh? Doesn’t cosmetic surgery cost a fortune? When wondering that, the existence of a backdoor account comes up. Ah, that’s a possibility. Maybe she was able to secure a lot of money because of the support she received from various people in that backdoor account. Anyone can think of that.”
“No, that is something you thought of, isn’t it…”
People don’t usually dig that deep. No, they don’t.
“Now, one of her fans, who was awakened to the suspicion of her daddy activities, thought that he could access her by joining the side of the girls who were scrounging for daddy activities, so he created a random account with niche requirements such as address, age, and attributes that were almost exclusively for Moe Moe, and a high daddy activity fee. Once that was done, he went on a girl hunt on social media. And then, surprise, surprise, he caught the right one. The power of the internet is amazing! If he couldn’t catch her on social networking sites, he was ready to look for her on a dedicated papakatsu matching site or app. It’s a good thing he didn’t have to go through the hassle of browsing those sites, thought one of his fans.”
“So you’re that person, right?”
And, don’t say Moe Moe. It’s gross.
“Her hidden account was set to private, but of course, that’s pointless if you are negotiating with her. The other side would unlock it on their own. After that, you can identify her by viewing the content posted on her back account and verifying that the shape of her ears in the selfie uploaded there is the same as the shape of her ears in the selfie uploaded on her real account. In any case, one of her fans thought that even though her face was masked with a stamp to prevent her identity from being revealed, her ears were exactly the same.”
“T-The shape of the ears?”
Disgusting! By far the most disgusting thing I’ve witnessed! Too much of a blind spot.
“Moreover, it was critical that Moe Moe immediately deleted her backdoor account when she was confronted by this fact and all the other evidence on her real account, including the communication on the messaging app. In other words, it was proof that account belonged to her. Besides, the entire contents of the account had been saved by one of the fans who brought up the existence of the account. With the deletion of the backdoor account, the fans were now ready to check their answers, and one by one, they came up with evidence of paparazzi activities on the main account. Even after being blocked and blocked again, the fans continued to show evidence of her papa activities on their new accounts. This was probably just another attempt to get a little closer to Moe Moe…”
“I see. So that’s the reason why things got so heated.”
This was simply a confession of a crime. There’s no choice but to delete her real account. It would be unbearable to have such persistent behavior from them.
“It’s really terrifying what social networking sites can do. I didn’t know that an underage girl like Tsubaki was doing such a dubious thing as engaging in papa activities. How could she do such a thing when she has dysmorphia and is not fond of exposing her face to people? I suppose the desire to have cosmetic surgery at any cost was stronger. What a pitiful thing.”
“You don’t think so at all.”
You can’t say that after wrecking everything yourself. No matter the circumstances.
“But now Tsubaki can quit social networking. Soon, she will be able to abandon her phone. That’s what you call turning a disaster into a blessing, isn’t it? Thank goodness, thank goodness.”
“Well, that’s true.”
If social networking sites cause you so much discomfort, you probably won’t use them anymore. And eventually, the chances of touching the phone will decrease as well.
“However, if you search for Tsubaki’s name, you’ll find uncensored photos of her face and the fact that she was a daddy’s girl, which may have some impact on her future.”
“T-That’s…”
What an obnoxious reality.
“Well, nothing can be done about it. She had it coming. I suppose it is too early for her to be using a smartphone or social networking service.”
It was Uroma who said with a genuine smile.