"Yu, what happened to you?"
The second morning, as Kitahara Iori woke up and went downstairs, he looked up and saw Miyazawa Yu expressionlessly eating a fried egg at the dining table.
Even more striking than the greasy breakfast was a distinct, fresh red handprint on his face, which looked like it had been slapped on not long ago.
"Iori, what kind of creature do you think women are..."
"Are you debating philosophy with me? Did the blow make you stupid?"
Walking over and shaking Yu head, Kitahara Iori thought he faintly heard the sound of water, so he immediately said mournfully: "Yu! Although intelligence is useless to you, you shouldn't just discard it! Put that water bottle down!"
"Go to hell! That's just the sound of the drink!"
Pressing the ice-cold barley tea against his face, Miyazawa Yu sighed and looked up blankly at the ceiling.
Nanaka-san clearly said yesterday that he could talk to her about anything, yet she immediately changed her mind when he only wanted to touch her.
Although he was ninety-nine percent responsible for raising the issue, did Nanaka-san dare to say that she was entirely right?
Not only did she run away blushing, but she also slapped him before leaving. It was too much!
"It's not too much at all..."
Chisa Kotegawa walked past Miyazawa Yu with a shadowy expression and sat down opposite him.
Aside from turning her beloved sister into a steam engine yesterday, Miyazawa Yu had the audacity to escalate today, wanting to get straight to hands-on practice.
Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest when she was eavesdropping outside the door!
Fortunately, her sister finally refused, otherwise, she would have had to play the role of the meddling villain again, rushing in to break up the couple!
"Chisa, where is Toshio-uncle? I don't see him."
"You two woke up too late. Dad has already driven to pick up the guests and should be back in about ten minutes..."
"I see. Hey—Kohei, stop sleeping! Time to receive guests!"
She didn't glare at him this time!
Miyazawa Yu was surprised to find that Chisa, who was sitting next to Iori rapidly devouring his breakfast, didn't look at the latter with the same 'looking at trash' eyes as usual.
Could it be that his own image had dropped in Chisa eyes, triggering some kind of balancing mechanism, so Iori benefited and gained some goodwill?
Truly, a double loss!
"Ohayou—Hah~ Is today's breakfast fried egg and grilled fish? So generous! I'm going to start eating..."
Azusa Hamaoka, poorly dressed, walked out from the inner room. Iori shout didn't wake up Kohei, who had spent all night grooming his image, but instead woke up the purple demon.
With a thick, lazy aura, Azusa Hamaoka staggered out and immediately hugged Miyazawa Yu head into her embrace.
"Bribing the chef, by the way! A-lala~ Did you get hit? Who was it? Nanaka~"
"You guessed correctly. Next time, don't guess, you cuckolding Azusa!"
The perpetrator came knocking. Logically, about eighty percent of the responsibility for him getting slapped should be attributed to Azusa-senpai.
However, just as Miyazawa Yu was about to get angry, the next second, a comfortable scalp massage instantly suppressed all his fury.
Feeling the heavy weight on his head, he could only resort to the lowest-effort move—name-calling!
"Eh? Yu-chan is so mean. But you must have been rejected when you asked Nanaka for a hug, right? You little pervert~"
"Azusa-senpai, you're too loud!"
Damn it! Using her body as a weapon to immerse him in a gentle trap!
Completely unable to resist Azusa Hamaoka embrace, Miyazawa Yu struggled twice to no avail and could only reach out for help to the seniors passing by to organize equipment.
"Senpai! Help! Azusa-senpai is going to eat me!"
"Ah ah, what a terrible line. Azusa, stop teasing Yu. He must have learned his lesson, right?"
Carrying an air tank, Shinji Tokita poked Azusa Hamaoka from behind. The latter instantly slumped into a puddle and squirmed to the side, throwing a morning tantrum.
"Taki-san is so mean! Yu hasn't realized his mistake at all!"
"Because I'm not wrong at all, you awful cuckolder..."
Escaping to a safe distance and gasping for air, Miyazawa Yu was flushed all over from the teasing and didn't dare to continue sparring with the high-level Azusa-senpai.
Seeing Nanaka-san just returning to the bar to clear the dishes, he immediately ran over to complain: "Nanaka-san! Azusa-senpai is going too far. She actually used physical force in the Pab club!"
"Eh... is that so?"
With a shy little expression, Nanaka Kotegawa had actually been secretly observing for a long time.
Despite being subjected to a face-wash, Yu still ran over to file a false complaint. After much thought, she cautiously said: "But I still think Yu is more out of line! You shouldn't call a senior by a nickname!"
"Understood..."
Failing to file a complaint, Miyazawa Yu was in a state of embarrassment and anger, and completely missed the information revealed in Nanaka Kotegawa's words.
However, the seemingly hazy Azusa Hamaoka, slumped on the table, curled her lips into a wicked, triumphant smile.
When it came to chasing girls, Miyazawa Yu was still a bit too green.
But why did none of her attempts work? Instead, they all ended up as assists for Yu! It was truly baffling!
"Ahaha, so this is the dive shop! There are so many strange decorations! Akemi, look at this!"
Before the people even arrived, the voices had already penetrated the thick glass.
The Grand Blue door was pushed open with a bang. Sakura Hibiki's eyes were full of little stars as she looked at the novel furnishings in the shop.
High school is the age when people are the most annoying. The girl seemed to have an endless supply of energy, moving frantically through the shop. She wasn't satisfied until she picked up and looked at everything from the fish ornaments to the air tanks.
"Don't do that, Hibiki. The owner will be troubled..."
"It's okay, it's okay! It's great that you're interested!"
Ayaka, who followed immediately into the shop, headache-ridden, pulled the over-energetic Hibiki back, forcibly dragging her back into the trial group.
Kotegawa Toshio didn't mind this at all. After all, the shop was usually much noisier than the boisterous Hibiki.
Upon entering his own shop and finding no Pab club members playing baseball-rock-paper-scissors, he actually felt uncomfortably quiet.
"Ayaka, look! The owner said it's okay!"
"That's still not right. Even as guests, you must be polite. Everyone is watching!"
The other three girls—Soryuin Akemi, Uehara Ayaka, and Satomi Tachibana—all bowed respectfully, afraid that Hibiki would cause trouble.
"Really!"
She was too excited just now and completely failed to notice the presence of others. Seeing the unfamiliar seniors all looking over, Sakura Hibiki's blonde twin tails instantly stood up high in fright.
"Well, um... I am Sakura Hibiki from Oumi Women's University! Please be nice to me!"
"Oh!!! So energetic! Are you interested in applying to Izu University? The Pab club welcomes all enthusiastic juniors!"
"Really!"
Instantly excited, although she hadn't decided which university to apply to, being appreciated by a senior before even enrolling made Sakura Hibiki incredibly easy to praise and she immediately felt flattered.
Seeing the girl's innocent look, as if she was about to join the Pab club right then and there, Miyazawa Yu rubbed his aching forehead and blocked Senpai Tokita.
"No! It's enough for us to suffer. Please don't push innocent children into the fire!"
"How can you say that! Aren't you happy, Yu!"
"Exactly! That's too much!"
"No means no! My conscience hasn't been chewed up by Iori yet. I won't trick such a cute girl into the Pab club!"
He refused emphatically, hands on his hips. After all, even if Hibiki was a Gyaru, she definitely couldn't accept naked drinking parties.
To protect the physical and mental health of minors in Japan, and at the same time prevent the senior from accidentally getting himself arrested, Miyazawa Yu felt obliged to stop the tragedy at its source!
"Wait a minute... are you? Miyazawa Yu!"
"Hmm? Yes, what's wrong?"
Her eyes wide open, Sakura Hibiki circled Miyazawa Yu several times, then immediately condemned him with righteous indignation: "You still claim you're not Clear-cut Muscle Hunk Fraudster No. 2!"
"Damn it! Why are all the clean-cut handsome guys I meet this muscular type? Especially since some of them can transform! It's impossible to guard against!"
"..."
Miyazawa Yu looked at the girl kneeling on the floor and wailing with her head in her hands, his gaze gradually turning into one of looking at trash.
He was clearly helping the girl stay away from fraud, yet he was now being accused of being a fraudster. The moral climate truly was deteriorating.
"Kotobuki-senpai, just kidnap her. I give up..."
He gave the order with a face devoid of joy or sorrow. However, Miyazawa Yu waited for a long time but didn't hear Kotobuki Ryujirou promoting the Pab club.
Turning his head, he saw that Kotobuki Ryujirou and Shinji Tokita were currently being entangled by Soryuin Akemi, who was forcing them to strike various bodybuilding poses for her admiration.
"Hmm! Very healthy muscles! Both of you are very talented. Are you interested in joining the Soryuin family's club?"
"Eh? What is that?"
"Please don't kidnap our seniors!!!"