A lecture with Enji was never enjoyable. If you could call it a lecture— a screaming match that you aren't allowed to scream back at would be more accurate.

You're a small vlogger, creating niche content for underground animes, analyzing manga and characters, and posting whatever deranged content you can think of. Somebody had informed Enji of the content you posted in the form of a dm asking if he could send them your baby photos.

"You're posting this shit on the internet, for all eyes to see, and now people are getting weird! Do you want people to start showing up to our—" Enji continued shouting, his face turning red with the force of his shouting. He had already threatened to smash all of your electronics and publicly humiliate you.