(T/N Karina is actually Carina just saw it in the manga and changed the name in previous chapters too, or change it back to Karina?)
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At that moment, Shiro knew—there was no escape.
While Carina stared blankly in confusion, he chose to fall back onto the floor and play dead.
He simply couldn't handle this act of goodwill anymore. (っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)
"Shiro, what's wrong…"
Carina tilted her head, clearly confused as to why Shiro suddenly turned so dead.
"Don't mind him. The doctor is currently treating him."
Iori glanced scornfully at Shiro while Inui-the-doctor used her little hammer to test reflex zones.
"Where are your two companions?"
She's here to apologize, but the people who actually caused the problem are missing?! It really makes one doubt how sincere this apology is.
"They went back to the room due to communication issues," Carina explained, before suddenly remembering something. "Actually… I think they've been sneaking around behind my back doing something."
!!!
Upon hearing that, both Iori and Kohei became immediately alert—even the supposedly-dead Shiro opened one eye.
Could it be that Kohei's guess was actually spot-on?
They whispered to each other, quickly reaching a firm conclusion.
If that's the case…
They decided to strike first!
"Do you know where they're staying?"
"We need to talk to them!"
"They should be in the lounge'!"
The moment they got their answer, Iori and Kohei stood up together.
Looked like they were about to confront things head-on.
As Shiro mentally cheered for them in his head, he suddenly felt himself being lifted…
Inui-the-doctor was getting farther and farther away, while Iori's annoying voice rang above his head:
"Sorry, Shiro. We're borrowing you for now. We promise to return you in one piece!"
Am I some kind of object to you?!
Still… good bros!
Shiro gave Iori a grateful look—this move had saved him from a sea of trouble.
Inui is definitely cuter when they're alone together.
As for earlier?
Shiro did it on purpose. If he didn't give Inui an outlet for her anger, the evening would've been a nightmare~
Watching the three walk off, Carina looked a little blank.
"Did they… become friends?"
"I don't think so…"
"For some reason, I've got a feeling they're about to cause trouble again."
"They'll definitely cause trouble!"
{{(°△°; "}}!
"No way…"
Inui glanced at her new friends in confusion.
They couldn't even speak the same language—how could they cause trouble?
"You've just seen too little of the world,"
Aina patted Inui on the shoulder, her eyes full of worldly weariness. Her expression said she'd been through things.
"Aina, what exactly have you been through…"
"Don't ask. If you open my youth photo album, it's just wall-to-wall mosiac."
Mosiac…
Inui's mouth twitched. Was it what she thought it was?
Just what kind of youth had this person lived?!
Could she be… some kind of bitch?
No no no no…
Looking at the girl-next-door-type Aina, Inui hurriedly shook off those dangerous thoughts.
She must've misunderstood. Pixelation could mean weird stuff, like dark cuisine, or jokes. She'd heard that college life was full of strange relationships.
Normal…?
Normal my ass!!
Unable to convince herself, Inui now looked at Aina with a bit of fear.
Clearly, as someone who had never attended a "pab party," Inui had no clue what was really in Aina's mental "photo album of youth."
Meanwhile
Just as he was about to leave the room, Shiro suddenly felt the presence of a hunter!
He turned back—
Carina had now taken Iori's previous seat, fidgeting nervously as she looked at the four girls.
"Um, I've been really wanting to talk with someone about Japanese culture. Would that be okay…?"
The four girls exchanged glances, understanding her meaning—and all nodded.
A foreign guest wanting to learn more about Japanese culture? Of course they welcomed it!
Even Inui, looking at the quiet and polite Carina, didn't feel that same pang of jealousy anymore.
After all, she was European. Maybe what was shown in that photo was just their usual greeting style.
She remembered reading on forums that in Europe, it's common to greet each other with a kiss.
Even if she couldn't accept that, you still have to respect other cultures.
The moment Chisa and the others agreed to Carina's request—
Shiro felt it.
A very strong aura of a hunter!
Gurgle~
It seemed like Shiro was starting to realize who the real prey was.
But before he could give a heads-up to Inui and the others, Iori and Kohei had already dragged them out.
Come to think of it, maybe it wasn't convenient to issue a warning in the room anyway.
Even if Inui and Aina were a bit slow, Chisa and Shiori were still in there—they wouldn't let Carina take advantage of anything.
Thinking this, Shiro couldn't help but picture Carina's figure in his mind.
Actually…
It wasn't even clear who would be the one taking advantage…
Bang!
"Freeze! This is an anti-vice raid! (in German)"
Hearing the commotion at the door, the two foreigners inside instantly dropped to their knees and raised their hands.
They were unnaturally experienced at this—
And then…
They saw a very familiar trio standing at the door.
"Baka yarou!!!" (You idiot!!!)
Clearly, the two had realized they'd been tricked—and were so angry they started yelling in Japanese.
As for that sudden burst of German earlier?
Translation app, folks.
Shiro had only figured out what country they were from after asking the bookworm Chisa earlier.
Honestly, their school's German teacher was terrible. If he had ever taught them how to say "alcohol" in German, Shiro would've figured out their nationality right away.
Cough cough, back to the room—
The Shiro trio didn't spare a glance at the furious foreigners, because…
The scene inside the room had left them speechless.
Everywhere they looked—pillows and plushies, all decorated in the unmistakable style of Kirara.
If it had just been that, it wouldn't have been a big deal. After all, most hardcore otakus in Japan had rooms like that. Nothing surprising.
The problem was—
These plushies and body pillows were covered in photos of Shiori and Chisa!
Some even had pictures of Inui and Aina!
And it was every kind of photo imaginable!
Even Shiori's disgusted expression had been captured—just how perverted were these guys?!
This room was practically a crime scene, overflowing with evidence.
"This seals the deal!"
"Yeah, it's too neat—it's suspicious."
"How is it that your thinking is the same as the suspects', but you still reach the same conclusion as us?"
Shiro quipped, eyeing Kohei's blond hair. Somehow, it felt like there were three foreign pervs in this room…
And sure, they could call the cops—this was clearly enough—but this was the Kitahara family's inn.
Reporting it would hurt the inn's reputation, even if it was justified.
Earlier?
That was just a routine daytime inspection. Doing this at night would spook the guests.
Besides, it hadn't reached that point yet. They were here to handle things diplomatically!
"We've got the full picture now."
"You two should just behave and stay in your room tonight!"
"Uh… you do realize they don't understand Japanese, right?"
"…"
The two froze for a moment, then turned deadpan stares to Shiro.
"Didn't you have the translation app?"
Shiro just shrugged, looking completely innocent.
╮(￣ω￣)╭
"You didn't give me time to use it."
"…"
The interruption nearly snuffed out their righteous fury. Repeating all that again just felt… weird.
Luckily—
Even though they didn't understand the language, the foreigners seemed to get the gist.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Hahaha!!!"
Their laughter echoed around the room.
Yup—mocking laughter.
Then the two casually pulled out bottles of Jägermeister from their bags.
"Well, if it isn't the two little guys from earlier! (German)"
"Brought some friends for a rematch, huh? (German)"
Clearly, they assumed Iori and Kohei were here to get revenge for losing earlier.
I mean, think about it—two guys you beat in a drinking game show up in your room late at night.
If it's not revenge, then… is this some kind of guy-on-guy thing?
"They're mocking your drinking skills," Shiro translated, now fully playing the interpreter role with the app open.
But the way he looked at the two foreigners was like he was looking at dead men.
Sure, he often mocked Iori and Kohei—but only for their brains or behavior!
He never questioned their alcohol tolerance.
They were PAB members, after all. When it came to drinking, they weren't afraid of anyone! (Except maybe the senpai.)
Clearly, these foreigners had no idea what kind of hell PAB could unleash.
Shiro gave a cold smirk. It was time to give them a little PAB-style shock.
Iori and Kohei listened to the translation with expressionless faces.
"We didn't need a translation for that."
"Yeah, their smug attitude says it all."
The two silently picked up the glasses of Jägermeister on the table.
"Y'know, we totally forgot about this, Kohei."
"Right, Iori."
Gulp!
They downed the drinks in one go.
Bang!
"We're still PAB members, dammit!"
"We're not gonna let you keep looking down on us!"
Before they dealt with the Shiori situation, they had to settle this personal score first!
As the fire of battle ignited on both sides, the room suddenly grew charged with energy.
This was the moment for…
Captain Dragonfly!
"Didi-di-di!!! Captain Dragonfly reporting in! (Bilingual edition)"
Shiro stepped dramatically between the two sides.
Technically, he should've taken Iori's side and gone against the foreigners.
But he figured that was boring—it was already going to be a total stomp, no need to pile on.
What he really wanted was to show the foreigners what real drinking looked like.
Shiro picked up a bottle of Jäger and spun it in his hands, smirking at the two guys.
"Drinking Jäger straight is kind of boring, don't you think? Let me be your bartender and referee. Let's turn this into a proper drinking contest~"
Thanks to the translation app, the foreigners instantly understood him.
And then—
They burst out laughing again.
"Hahahahahaha!!! Unbelievable—they actually want to mix drinks with Jäger! (German)"
"Typical of Japanese lightweights! All their warrior spirit must've gone into cosplay! (German)"
"Let's show these kids what drinking really means! (German)"
"Mix whatever you want! Hell, water it down if you like—it won't help! (German)"
They were extremely arrogant. In their eyes, even if the drinks were watered down, they'd still win easily.
After all, they had seen it—one of these guys even drank water with his beer!
Hearing all this, Shiro's veins popped in his hand gripping the bottle. He had to take a deep breath to resist the urge to pull out Spiritus (96% ABV).
These kinds of opponents…
They deserved to be broken down slowly—to die in despair!
Whoosh!
Since they agreed, Shiro began his performance.
From behind him, he began pulling out bottle after bottle like a magic trick.
Soon, the table was filled with a huge variety of alcohol—and not a single one was lower in ABV than Jäger.
Seeing this, the foreigners' laughter finally stopped.
Something… wasn't right.
Maybe it was all just for show?
Shiro's smile deepened.
"Well then, gentlemen—get ready to feel the full force of PAB!"
At that moment, the two foreigners could almost see the Shiro trio growing taller and more imposing.
And behind them…
They seemed to see dozens of strong, muscular figures.
The Will of PAB.