For a lot of people, Paris is this idealized city full of cultural icons (e.g. the Eiffel Tower), good food, good wine, and romantic, passionate people. Then you go to the real Paris and realize that, like any other megalopolis, it can be kind of a dump. That’s Tamon in a nutshell. That cool, hyper-confident idol onstage belies the fact that, in real life, he’s a hot mess who threatens to commit suicide (jokingly or not) whenever his housekeeper rejects him. He might seem cool and gallant when he pleads with Utage to be true to himself in the season finale, but that’s the sneaky thing about Tamon. Whenever he needs to, he can always turn on the performance; he can always become the idealized Tamon in a pinch. When you interact with the guy and Hottiehara comes out of nowhere, you can never truly know if he’s being genuine or just putting on the fake stage persona. I especially don’t buy his act in front of the children one tiny bit. At the end of the day, we have to rely on our evidence, which is what we’ve seen of the real Tamon over the previous twelve episodes. Ultimately, if you had to pick between idol Tamon or Tamon’s b-side, who would you choose? In theory, you’re not supposed to want the simulation. You’re supposed to want the real thing — the person whom you will actually be spending most of your time with. Tamon’s idol self is a performance, and your lover can’t perform 24/7. In fact, go to the doctor if it lasts longer than two or three hours.