No!

"No?" Ayame blinked a few times in confusion. "What do you mean 'no'? I... don't understand."

"What's there to understand?" Tanukichi asked as he began to finally walk towards his new school. "I don't want to be part of your perverted organization."

"Perverted?! You're one to talk," Ayame quietly chastised him as they walked.

"That... was just a moment of weakness," Tanukichi said, speaking more to himself than to Ayame. "Look, I've got a reputation I need to uphold. I'm already on thin ice because of my father, so I can't risk hanging out with a weirdo like you!"

"Weirdo?! I'm not weird, it's society that's weird! Can't you see it, Tanukichi!?" Ayame begged.

Tanukichi paused for a moment before stopping in his tracks.

"Look, I know this world is very restrictive, but this world... isn't that bad." Tanukichi said. "It's pure and wholesome, and no one has to worry about things like sexual harassment or ****. Things are just... better this way."

"Better?! Have you seen the birth rates, Tanukichi? In a few generations, there won't even be a Japan anymore! Just a bunch of uninhabited rocks in the ocean!" Ayame was clearly growing ****.

"Well... that's not really my problem," Tanukichi said with a shrug before he continued on his way. "I've got a good life and a bright future ahead of me, and that's all that matters. I'm not going to risk all that over your silly obsessions."

"This is all because of her, isn't it?" Ayame asked, grimacing. "The school's precious little flower."

Tanukichi stopped again. "So what if it is?"

Ayame sighed, defeated. "Fine... but you really can keep that phone, if you want. You never know when it might be useful~"

"Yeah, right." Tanukichi took the phone out of his pocket, leaving Ayame behind as he entered the school. "This thing is just a hunk of junk as far as I'm concerned. I should just... throw it away right now, to make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands."

Tanukichi looked up and saw a garbage can less than a foot away.