"So that's how it is, your name is Busujima Sakurako, so that's why they call you Busujima (Ugly Girl) Miss..."
Five minutes later, Miyazawa Yu obediently knelt in front of Busujima Sakurako confessing his sins. Even with a bruised and swollen face, he still maintained an "I see" posture, completely unable to see the guilt of wrongly accusing someone.
"That's right, although generally my friends call me Sakurako, these two guys occasionally mess around."
"In other words, Busujima (Ugly Girl) you weren't actually coerced, you were just talking about part-time work just now, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Are your last words finished? Closing your eyes will make it go faster!"
Miyazawa Yu actually dared to call her an ugly girl again, Busujima Sakurako clenched her teeth and the " 💢" mark appeared on her forehead.
Immediately grasping the wine bottle next to her, she circled behind him and adopted a baseball batting stance. The killing intent in her brilliant smile was already intensely pungent!
"Hold it! Busujima-sama, please spare my life! I have elders above, children below, and two girlfriends to support!"
Eyes shaking like an earthquake, it has been like this since just now. Although Miyazawa Yu defense capability is UP! after transforming!
But even so, facing the berserk Busujima Sakurako, he would still be broken through by a bag. If it was replaced with a wine bottle, who knows how many memories he might lose!
"Ha? Two girlfriends?"
"Indeed! I still have a family to raise, please, for now, let me off with a livelihood!"
"Ah ah~ two girlfriends, I'm sorry, this world has enough cheating women, cheating men should just go die!"
Busujima Sakurako's eyes looked like she was looking at trash. To actually loudly announce that he has two girlfriends, what is this guy if not a cheating man!
And that purple-haired "big" older sister who stood up just now must be one of them.
"Um... Azusa Hamaoka-san, right? Do you want to do it yourself? I'll just do the finishing blow..."
"Eh? No need, Nanaka and I have no problem with this matter, you can handle it as you see fit~"
"Mhm mhm!"
"..."
Looking at Nanaka Kotegawa, who was nodding along, Busujima Sakurako was stunned for a moment, then the killing intent in her eyes grew even stronger.
Not only is he two-timing, but he also deceived such a gentle older sister, and even brought them out together to show off!
This guy is no longer an ordinary cheating man! Leaving him in the world will only hurt more people, it's better to quickly eliminate him!
"Wait! Azusa-senpai! Nanaka-san, save me! Why are you just watching!"
"This, after all, it is really Yu fault..."
"Well~ if we were to intercede, it would be a little like bullying the younger ones."
"So you're just going to watch your boyfriend die at the hands of another woman!!!"
Looking at the embarrassed Azusa-senpai and Nanaka-san, two lines of hot tears flowed down Miyazawa Yu eyes.
His life has been thin as paper, and just when he finally had some ups and downs, is he going to perish here? Fate is truly playing tricks on him.
If someone could save him now, he would be willing to repay the other person with the most sincere heart.
"Wait a moment!"
"!!!"
In the holy light of judgment, Miyazawa Yu opened his eyes in surprise, only to see Kitahara Iori walking towards him, sternly pushing through the crowd.
Their eyes met, and at this moment, it was just like God saving Adam, and the air was filled with the sacred aura of friendship!
"What is it?"
Frowning, how dare a mere Iori come to stop her? Busujima Sakurako weighed the wine bottle twice, indicating that he should look out for himself.
However, even facing the threat, Kitahara Iori still bravely spoke and pleaded: "In order not to let Yu soul come back for revenge, please allow me to cover his eyes!"
"Hmm... approved?"
"Nani! Iori, you bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
With a face full of sorrow, Kitahara Iori took off his tie, wiped away his joyful tears, and then tied it onto Miyazawa Yu head.
"Please, go ahead!"
"Uh... are you really friends?"
Busujima Sakurako was speechless as she looked at the indifferent members of the Pab club. Their failure to rescue was practically writing "deep understanding of righteousness" on their faces, completely leaving her speechless.
The glass bottle rubbed against the back of Miyazawa Yu neck repeatedly. She hadn't actually intended to do anything to him.
Now, feeling the respect from the Pab club, her anger was pretty much gone.
Seeing that it was time for her to make an appearance, Yuki took two steps forward to stop Sakurako and pleaded: "Let it go, Sakurako, Yu-kun did this foolish thing because he was worried about you, right!"
"Mhm... that may be so~"
"Oh, come on, don't you think Yu-kun was super manly when he stood in front to protect you?"
Manliness...
Placing the wine bottle on her shoulder, Busujima Sakurako recalled that when she was first shielded behind him, she actually did have that feeling.
Being completely blocked by a broad back, that sense of security was a memory etched in her genes, even making her momentarily intoxicated.
Of course, all of this was predicated on the words "ugly girl" not having come out yet, because after that, only shame and anger remained in her memory.
"Tch, just this once, next time we meet, remember to call me Sakurako-sama!"
"Yes! I understand, Sakurako-sama! Thank you for your magnanimity in letting me off!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Miyazawa Yu immediately admitted his mistake, bowing deeply to wash away his double serious crime of slander plus insult.
"So decisive, does this person have no dignity?"
It was hard to convince herself that a guy like this could be called a person. Busujima Sakurako looked at Miyazawa Yu, who had run off to seek revenge on Iori, with a face full of displeasure.
She didn't know why, even though her anger had subsided, seeing this guy happily chasing and playing with someone else in the blink of an eye always gave her a feeling of annoyance, just like her own cat running out to mess around after being scolded!
"Sakurako, Arigato for forgiving our Yu-chan~"
"It's nothing, we'll be leaving now..."
Nanaka Kotegawa's gentle smile was full of amiability, but Busujima Sakurako felt an unknown guilt welling up in her heart.
With a blush on her cheeks, she took a deep breath and, under the former's puzzled gaze, grabbed her bag and ran off, as if afraid that talking for another two sentences would make them become friends.
"Wait, Sakurako! I haven't gotten Yu-kun's Line yet, and that little blonde guy is also very much to my liking!"
"Save it for next time! If you don't go now, I'll leave you behind by yourself!"
"Eh? How could you!"
Hurrying to catch up, Yuki didn't forget to give Ryujirou Kotobuki a wink before leaving. As long as they were to her liking, one or two didn't matter!
"...They are all gyarus, I'm not very good at dealing with them."
Wiping a glass, Ryujirou Kotobuki was calmly hit by the wink, yet the wink had no effect.
He couldn't help it. In his criteria for selection, being able to drink and play Rock-Paper-Scissors with him was standard, and an outgoing gyaru like Yuki was clearly not among them.
"Um, Azusa-chan..."
"Hmm? What is it, Manager?"
Having watched the entire farce from the side, the Manager was not bothered by the chaos happening in the shop and even enjoyed it. After all, young people are only energetic when they are like this!
However, the fact that Azusa and Nanaka had both chosen Yu as their boyfriend and were aware of each other was too explosive.
Even if he ruffled his freshly styled hair, he still couldn't figure out how Yu had managed to do it.
"Um, you and Nanaka... never mind. Are there any other couples here?"
"Oh? There are!"
"Ah! That's good, that's good."
Smoothing his ruffled hair, the Manager felt a little more at ease. It seemed there were still genuine relationships in the Pab club, and what he saw was just an isolated case.
However, before he could put his heart back into his chest, the next sentence Azusa Hamaoka said with a wicked smile fiercely attacked his view of life.
"That would be Iori and Kouhei. They're a good match, right?"
"???"
Turning his head sharply to look at the two men being sat on by Yu butt, the Manager maintained an elegant expression, but his smoothly styled hair began to stand on end again.
"Ahahaha... it's a joke, right? I'm taking it too seriously!"
"No, they have a very good relationship. If you don't believe it, Manager can go ask Kotobuki."
Encouraging him with a wicked smile, Azusa Hamaoka waved her hand and called Ryujirou Kotobuki over, looking like she was enjoying the spectacle.
"Um, Kotobuki, what kind of relationship do Iori and Kouhei have?"
"What kind of relationship..."
Cupping his chin, remembering the fully-nude drinking party last night, Ryujirou Kotobuki blurted out without hesitation: "If I really had to say, it would be a relationship where they've seen each other completely naked!"
"Hmm... it shouldn't just be 'seen each other completely naked.' Wait, I'll go ask the person himself."
More of his hair stood on end, but the Manager was still not giving up. He refused to believe that among these few people, not a single normal couple could be formed!
"Iori, can I ask you a question?"
"What? Wait a moment, I'm going to stab the ice pick into Yu butt..."
Climbing with difficulty while carrying Yu and Kouhei on his back, Kitahara Iori desperately stretched out his arm and finally retrieved the ice pick that had fallen during the fight. Now was the time for him to take his revenge!!!
"Ah, it's already this late. Azusa-senpai, shouldn't we be heading back?"
He wouldn't be stupid enough to let Iori KO him. The moment before the other party made a move, Miyazawa Yu directly chose to terminate the match.
And shamelessly used the forbidden technique—going home—automatically circumventing all of Iori subsequent operations.
"Damn it! What is it, Boss?"
"No, actually, I just wanted to ask if Iori has a lover..."
The daily communication of this group was truly passionate. Wiping the sweat from his head, the Boss smiled and tried to get an answer from Iori that was the exact opposite of Azusa Hamaoka.
"Ah... tentatively, I suppose I do."
"Tentatively?"
To use such a reluctant adjective, it seemed this relationship was not widely accepted by the world, such as male-male.
"Um, does your lover have such long hair, and is your relationship encountering obstacles?"
"Hiss... that's right. Boss, how did you figure that out! Is it that obvious?"
The image of Chisa and those scumbags from Nojima appeared in his mind. Kitahara Iori had to admit that if he wanted to date Chisa, a fierce battle would be unavoidable!
But even a fully liberated Yu couldn't get away unscathed against the group of berserk perverts.
If it were him instead, he would definitely be killed, right? This should count as a small obstacle!
"Ah... ah, I see. Indeed, everyone has their own interests!"
Panic sometimes comes after knowing too much truth.
Completely certain that Iori lover was Kouhei, the Boss instantly broke out in a cold sweat. This Pab club truly did not have a single normal couple!!!
"Senpai, you promised me a compensatory drink earlier, you didn't forget, did you?"
"Here, Pab Oolong Tea. Cocktails can't be mixed to the strength we usually drink!"
"Then just mix a low-proof one! Don't shirk responsibility, Senpai!"
Miyazawa Yu looked speechlessly at the Pab Oolong Tea being used to fool him, expressing strong condemnation for Ryujirou Kotobuki's malicious conduct. Is this any way for a Senpai to act!
"Ah! Since that's the case, I'll drink this cup then!"
"Eh? Wait!"
Miyazawa Yu was too late to stop him. The Manager, who desperately needed a chilled drink to calm himself down, had already downed the Pab Special Oolong Tea in one gulp.
Because of the ice cubes, by the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late!
"Thud!"
"..."
Looking at the Boss, who was banging his head on the table and beginning to talk nonsense, Miyazawa Yu tilted his head and said helplessly: "It's over, it looks like we'll have to close the shop now. Manager—! Manager—!"
"Can't wake him up? Then I'll just have to make a declaration first..."
Using a towel to wipe the overturned drink on the bar counter, Kitahara Iori bent down and gently reminded: "If the Manager doesn't wake up, I can't guarantee what will happen next, you know!"
"!!!"
His blood instantly ran cold. The Manager's eyes, which were anesthetized by alcohol, instantly recovered clarity, but at the same time, they were filled with panic—