The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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However, under his expectant gaze, the already flickering flame trembled twice before settling firmly back into the latter's hand and burning without any sign of going out.

"Ha, a Zippo windproof lighter made in America."

With a cold laugh, Miyazawa Yu looked at Iori, who was puffing out her cheeks and trying to keep going, and a bullying look appeared on her face.

"This is a high-end item I swiped from my dad. Iori is still too green to go against the power of technology!"

"What are you so arrogant about, you bastard who just casually picked up a lighter! Get to the point of humanitarian destruction!"

This was the first time Kitahara Iori had felt such a sense of oppressive wealth, and at that moment, she desperately hoped that Yuu was holding an ordinary plastic lighter.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in the world. Seeing that Miyazawa Yu was about to throw the lighter to roast the cockroach, his arrogance lasted only a moment before he immediately backed down.

"Wait a minute! This has nothing to do with Kohei or me, it was Yamamoto who followed the scent there on his own!!!"

"Haha, those who abandon their best friends are even more guilty! Let's start burning them from under Iori's feet!"

"It's true! We only ran into Yamamoto at the shrine; we didn't reveal Lord Yu's whereabouts at all!"

Struggling frantically, Kitahara Iori, tears streaming down his face, kicked and swayed his body, and surprisingly, he actually managed to wake up the drooling, unconscious Yamamoto.

"Yamamoto! You're responsible for your own actions! Don't drag us into this!"

"Well……"

Opening his eyes, Yamamoto Shinichiro instantly grasped the situation, a sharp glint of wisdom flashing in his eyes—"That's right! It was these two who tipped us off!"

"Alright! Let's light the fire..."

"Yamamoto! Where is your sense of responsibility!?"

With a dark expression, she refused to be dragged into a vortex of self-destruction by scumbags. In fact, after living together for a long time, Iori had developed a radar for how to provoke people without getting beaten to death!

Unless he encounters an unexpected event like being interrupted during a kiss, in which case he might be comboed into a pulp, he is absolutely certain he will survive until he dies.

In short, it's absolutely unacceptable to be buried with scum like Yamamoto Nojima! Their souls would be mocked by succubi in hell!

"Hey! What's going on over there? This can't be allowed!"

Perhaps the commotion was too great, because the situation at the execution ground finally attracted the attention of the person in charge of the festival.

Seeing the other person waving and running over hurriedly, Kitahara Iori's expression instantly relaxed—she was finally saved!

There are still more good people than bad in this world. People like You, who are reserved before getting to know someone but start to physically exploit them after getting to know them, are just isolated cases.

"Help! We've been kidnapped!"

"Help!!!"

"I'm so scared!"

"Hey, Nojima, can you be a little more normal...?"

Speechless, Kohei Imamura looked at Nojima, who had woken up at some point, wearing a tattered leather jacket and looking shy. He felt as if his eyes had been hit by a critical blow.

However, these are all trivial matters. As long as someone comes, Yu will definitely not continue to kill, and I am safe.

"Hmm...that won't do..."

"Nonsense! Tying people to a stake and roasting them? Are you some kind of witch hunter from medieval Europe?!"

"No, no, no! What I mean is, it simply won't catch fire like that..."

Resting his chin on his hand as he examined the dry firewood, Miyazawa Yu shook his head seriously and explained, "Without ignition, a lighter simply won't light a fire!"

"!!!"

Staring wide-eyed at Yu, Kitahara Iori couldn't believe that this guy was still plotting how to grill him, but those eyes...

The inverted black and white eyes gleamed with a malice as deep as the night, their cold-bloodedness in reducing life to ashes was as real as could be.

This guy... he can't be serious, can he?!

"Wait a minute! What are you doing? Tying someone to a campfire is dangerous!"

My head is pounding! The shrine master was already worried because his little sister was a perpetual virgin, and then he got a report that a terrifying gorilla was spotted at the festival!!

However, before he could resolve the aforementioned problems one by one, he was just passing by the bonfire that would be used for the bonfire party when he discovered that some people were having a BBQ!

Seriously, what's wrong with this group of tourists? Their manners are just too low!

"Put the lighter down! It's very dangerous to use an open flame near firewood..."

He rushed forward and snatched the lighter. The shrine elder was about to reprimand the other man, but when he realized that the person who had been tied up looked exactly like the guy who had made his younger sister faint...

"Indeed, it's really difficult to start a fire like this... Do you have any suggestions?"

"I recommend using 'Water of Life' with an alcohol content of up to 98%. Not only can it quench your thirst, but it's also a great tool for starting a fire in situations like this!"

"So that's how it was solved? That's amazing!"

With her arm around the friendly, burly man, Miyazawa Yu smiled and took out the Water of Life from her bag, pouring it onto the four scumbags' most cherished parts one by one.

"Wait... are you two serious?"

"Wait a minute! It's just not allowed there!"

"Wait!!"

A chilling sensation shot from his groin to the top of his head, and a long-absent, mournful cry rode the rising air currents of the festival's lively atmosphere straight to the sky!

……

"In the end, we couldn't just burn it, what a pity... But since it was the shrine elder's request, there's nothing we can do..."

Ten minutes later, the five scumbags lined up in the street. Their demonic aura, solidified into a physical form, would make even Sadako retreat, and a train would stop and obediently give way.

"Tch, what's wrong with this shrine? Not only can you not get the best luck in the gacha, but they're also trying to harm their guests!"

"The guy who angered the shrine maiden to the point of having a heart attack and being sent to the infirmary should have at least some self-awareness!"

"Exactly! They almost became accomplices. Yamamoto, you should reflect on your actions!"

Kitahara Iori glanced disdainfully at the indignant Yamamoto, her eyes gradually curving into crescents.

After all, without this guy, the story of them colluding with each other wouldn't have happened later.

If the festival hadn't been held as a necessity, since the shrine relied on it for its livelihood, the shrine's leader probably would have joined Yu in setting their group on fire to vent his anger.

"So, where do we go next? Drink beer or go to a bonfire party?"

"I'm definitely going to find Nana and the others! Who wants to waste time with you bunch of single dogs!"

"Damn it! There's no way to argue with that..."

With tears of resentment streaming down their faces, Nojima Gen and Yamamoto Shinichiro huddled together, frantically biting their nails in a fit of impotent rage.

Ultimately, there are only four of them right now, and their weapons aren't quite up to par. Even if they work together, they definitely won't be able to keep Yu here.

"How about we team up with students from other schools next time? I heard some guys at the men's university have been nagging about it for ages..."

"That makes sense..."

"You two, it seems you haven't had enough of a lesson!"

With a slight twitch of his brow, Miyazawa Yu clenched his fist, making a cracking sound, and issued a life-threatening statement in a seemingly harmless manner.

At least you should keep it private when you're making fun of others! To do it so openly shows a complete lack of respect for yourself!

"Well, then we won't go to the bonfire party, since we can't find any female companions..."

Helplessly raising his hand, Kitahara Iori glanced at the time and saw it was already past eight o'clock. It was definitely hopeless to try to chat her up now.

Rather than being a lonely background figure in someone else's atmosphere, it's more dignified to gracefully withdraw.

Thinking of this, he twitched his ears and suddenly heard a sound. Judging from the tone of the voice, it sounded like... Aina was cursing?

"Yu?"

"I heard that too. Someone actually dares to bully someone from our Pab department? Interesting!"

"One Kuso!"

"In that case, we should help too!!!"

Past grudges were instantly set aside, and the five scoundrels, exuding a terrifying aura that made strangers want to flee, turned around and grinned as they walked toward the direction from which the sound came.

Chapter 183 Scumbag Yakuza VS Scumbag Pab

"Chisa clearly hit it! Why doesn't that count?! Boss, aren't you cheating?!"

"I've already said it, the only way is to knock it down and make it fall off the shelf! Stop making trouble here!"

"But……"

With a flushed face, Yoshihara Aina was unwilling to give up and prepared to make another push. As one of the few female members of the Pab Club, she was weak internally, but her personality was no longer as timid as when she first joined.

However, she clearly overlooked one point: whether it's Yu or Iori, the verbal battles usually end in physical combat.

The girl, who had never participated in a formal match and was just slacking off on the sidelines to gain experience, was clearly still naive and unaware of the dangers of the world.

"boss……"

"Alright! If you're not going to continue playing, then get out of here! Don't block my business!"

With an indifferent attitude, the young shop owner who smashed the doll shop had clearly run out of patience and didn't want to say anything more. He waved his hand, and his thug friend next to him got up to chase him away.

Anyway, the festival is basically a one-off business. Tourists who come once will definitely not come again, so there's no need to worry about reputation or repeat customers.

"Miss, if you're not going to play, please don't bother others. There are many people in line!"

"That's right, otherwise don't blame us for not giving the Winged Weapon VI any face!"

"Waaah... This is outrageous..."

Judging by appearance, the enemy is almost 1.8 meters tall. Not to mention Yubi, even Iori could be easily killed if he were willing to make a move.

However, even though the enemy was weak, fortunately, our fighting strength was also lacking. Seeing two big men walking towards her with hostility, Yoshihara Aina's voice instantly dropped a few decibels.

There was no other way; if it was just him and Chisa, even a couple of shoves would be enough to make them suffer.

"...Aina, let's go."

Raising her hand to shield Aina behind her, Kotegawa Chisa stared intently at the approaching street thugs, her eyes revealing her vigilance.

It wasn't that she was afraid of these two scumbags, but even if she won, arguing with people like them would only bring her trouble.

It's inevitable that out-of-towners will be fooled by locals during lessons, but who would have thought this shop would be so shady as to chase customers away? I'll have to be more careful next time...

"Hey~ This guy looks like he wants to try it out!"

"Our muscles and joints are all really stiff from being bound, how about we all get some exercise together?"

Just as Chisa Kotegawa cautiously retreated step by step, preparing to run away, a solid chest slammed into the back of her head.

Thinking the shop owner had reinforcements, the girl was momentarily terrified, her face contorted in a horrified expression.

However, when someone gently pressed her shoulder and pulled her behind her, the familiar voice instantly refilled her sense of security to an explosive level.

"Tengping?"

"It's okay if you like the vegetables, it doesn't look like you've done anything improper..."

After carefully examining the dazed Aina from head to toe, with her swimsuit revealing her skin, Kohei Imamura quickly gave a thumbs-up, providing an accurate answer.

"Is that so? Then let's just make him die of disgust!"

"No, no, no! It's better to knock someone's head off when they get home from get off work, then nobody will know..."

"I have a stun gun here!"

"Yoshi! Well done, Yu!"

Seeing that the Pab Club's "hidden dragon and phoenix chicks" and two familiar scumbags were already smiling broadly and dividing up their weapons, Yoshihara Mana blushed and peeked out from behind Chisa, muttering under her breath.

"Would a normal person really bring something like this when they go out to have fun...?"

"What are you talking about, Ai Cai? Aren't these just normal everyday items?"

"That's right, that's right, Aina's sensitive skin isn't something that just started yesterday..."

With a baseball bat studded with countless steel nails, Miyazawa Yu smiled easily to ease Mana's tense mood, but no matter how you looked at it, he looked like a yakuza going out to fight.

"What are you doing! Using force is illegal, don't you know that?!"

"Boss, what do we do? They outnumber us!"

Cold sweat instantly slid down their foreheads. As the saying goes, even gods and ghosts fear evil people. Without any hesitation, the two thugs succumbed to the tyranny of the scumbag group and scrambled back home.