The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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Almost scared to death, the unlucky guy from the tennis club looked at the two muscular guys on the other side of the court and was so frightened that he made a face that resembled the character in "The Scream".

Was that a tennis ball? It was clearly a directional cruise missile! Didn't you see it almost dented the barbed wire?

If this happened to him, he would be in a mess, and he wondered if TinkerBell would take care of his employees' workplace injuries.

"Tch, it's okay! Don't be afraid. There will only be one or two powerful serves like that. He'll definitely bring this upon himself!"

Those watching from below the stage saw it more clearly; Kudo, with his dark skin, never expected that the power would be so overwhelmingly disadvantageous!

But it doesn't matter, he had already prepared a backup plan in the rules. In the first half, facing Pab's all-out attack, they only needed to defend!

"Uh-huh!"

They wanted to tell him to do it if he was so confident, but considering the minister's authority, the TinkerBell members on the field reluctantly suppressed their fear and bravely faced their opponents.

Unfortunately, they were simply outmatched in strength, and Tokita Shinji and Kotobuki Ryujiro's endurance far exceeded their expectations.

"Yah ho!!!"

"In again!"

"Ow!!!"

"Hmm... I caught it!"

Finally receiving a ball, the TinkerBell member was moved to tears. He never expected that after learning tennis for so long, he would feel so happy to be able to hit the ball back.

While a high and slow return is a good shot, a smash is not like a serve; the difficulty for a layperson is vastly different...

His leaping figure blocked the sunlight. Without any pretense, Ryujiro grabbed his tennis racket with both hands, raised it high, and then let out a roar.

"Euler!!!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The tennis ball hit the grass and the wall with two dull thuds before bouncing back and rolling to the umpire's feet.

"Gulp, 45:0!"

If a referee suspects an unfair ruling, he will be killed with a tennis ball, and the referee will immediately shout out the result to demonstrate fairness.

"...Do it!"

The bombardment was completely one-sided, and Minister Kudo couldn't bear to watch. But even in such adversity, he still managed a calm smile and whispered instructions to the girl beside him.

Chapter 97 Yu, you don't want Nana Hana-nee either...

"To be honest, it's a bit unfair to make Kotobuki-senpai and Tokita-senpai the starting lineup..."

"That's right! They're just bandits! This level of utter annihilation is simply inhumane!!"

Seeing the one-sided battle on the field, Miyazawa Yu, though speaking of compassion, was actually extremely arrogant.

At this rate, TinkerBell might not even need to play a second or third game before he gives up.

"I need to borrow Nana-chan's camera to gather evidence for this crime! Let everyone on the campus network be my judge!"

"Oh! What a brilliant idea! Such a perfect match of minds!"

The title is: "Shocking! TinkerBell was subjected to this by two burly men!"

With a wry smile, Nanaka Kotegawa glanced at the three rascals of the Pab club, who were giving each other a high five in perfect unison. Cold sweat trickled down her forehead as she carefully hid the camera behind her back.

Gentle by nature, she had only ever seen villains who rubbed salt into other people's wounds, but Yu's behavior was simply equivalent to pouring chili oil directly onto the wound!

"Um... why have the others suddenly gone silent? Yu, could you go check on them?"

"Hmm? It's been a long time since I've heard the seniors making noise. Could they have gotten drunk and passed out?"

Upon hearing what Nanaka Kotegawa said, Yu Miyazawa was surprised to find that the seniors who had been making a ruckus just moments before had all fallen silent.

Feeling uneasy, he got up and walked out of the tennis court, still unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

Only when he witnessed the corpses strewn across the field and the wine flowing in the water did his pupils dilate instantly and he knelt down on the ground!

"How! How is this possible! They're all drunk!"

"how so!"

"Oh...it's Iori and Kohei. And who is this handsome young man?"

Dazed, he raised his head and squinted with difficulty, the sole survivor of the disaster, before he could barely make out Iori and Kohei.

As for Miyazawa Yu? What Miyazawa Yu?

Their You isn't that thin and small; he would never accept such a shrunken, counterfeit product!

"..."

Fine! At least you're still handsome, even if you lose your status.

Having found a degree of self-acceptance, Miyazawa Yu hurriedly helped up the only remaining senior student and anxiously asked him questions.

"Senior! What happened? How did everyone get so drunk?!"

"Hmm...the girls at TinkerBell gave us drinks, and then...I think we drank a bit too much~"

"Oh no, it's a honey trap! But that doesn't make sense, aren't the seniors all supposed to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?"

Just as he was wondering, the last remaining heir also left before these younger generations.

The overturned bottle was still half full, but the spilled liquor evaporated completely on the ground every two seconds, clearly much stronger than oolong tea that takes half a day to evaporate!

"Quack! What exactly did they give the upperclassmen to drink?!"

Incredulously, Kohei Imamura crawled to the ground and touched it. He shook his head in horror, indicating that not a single drop was left; it had all evaporated!

"Wait, don't panic..."

Forcing himself to stay calm, Miyazawa Yu raised his hand, took a deep breath, and said nonchalantly, "As long as Toshihiro and Tokita are here, the battle is not over! The logistics are just ruined; the advantage is in my hands!"

[We will now have a five-minute break. Both players, please return to your respective rest areas!]

"Wait! We're doomed! We've fallen for their trap again!!!"

Upon hearing the referee announce the halftime break, Miyazawa Yu's last shred of composure was finally shattered.

No wonder they always chose this time to get the seniors drunk! It turns out that in addition to using a honey trap, they also had a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain!

They rushed back to the competition venue, but it was already too late.

When he returned, he saw Shinji Tokita jumping around on the field like a strange crab, and even lying on the ground after the kickoff, which was ridiculed by his senior Kotobuki, who was still barely able to stand.

"Their movements are a bit strange..."

Completely unaware of what had happened, Nanaka Kotegawa pinched her chin and muttered to herself worriedly, "Could it be a seasonal cold?"

No, no, no! They're just drunk! X3

The three scoundrels of Pab had veins bulging on their faces from rage, clearly indicating that Senior Kotobuki and Senior Tokita had willingly entered the game knowing it was a trap!

Even if the liquor is chilled, it will still have a noticeable alcohol smell when you open the bottle; it's impossible not to notice it!

"What do we do, Iori? Use your invincible, freakish brain to think of a solution!"

"Why do you only think of me now! What kind of image do you have of me, Yu?!"

"Of course it's the resourceful strategist! Stop making excuses! The enemy has already started to press their advantage and is scoring like crazy!"

Clenching his fists, Kitahara Iori was once again covered in filth. Helpless, he could only frantically dart his eyes around, otherwise the situation on the field was about to turn around!

"...Yu! I remember you mentioned that you tricked women into making purchases at SILVERMANGYM, right?"

"Hmm! What are you saying? I'm warning you not to talk nonsense! I'm suing you for defamation, you know that!"

Having his secret exposed, Miyazawa Yu's expression instantly became flustered. After all, Nanaka-nee-san was still there, so why was he being dragged into this mess?

Besides, I only worked as a salesperson for a short period of time because I was forced to by life!

What do you mean by "deception"? That's incredibly disrespectful to marketing professionals!

"Anyway, all you need to do now is tell me if you have it or not. You don't want to go to Miyako Island with Nanaka-nee without any funds, right?"

"Gu..."

Miyazawa Yu's body trembled suddenly. He was indeed threatened by the traditional rhetoric of the Japanese. He could only bite his lower lip, tilt his head back, close his eyes, and helplessly admit it.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's true, okay! What exactly do you want to do!"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to take advantage of Yu's looks..."

Kitahara Iori's expression turned playful. She pulled Hamaoka Azusa aside and whispered a few words in his ear, after which the latter instantly put on a mischievous cat-like smile.

Seeing the two perverts pointing at him, Miyazawa Yu's expression grew even more terrified.

"What are you trying to do! You think you can get away with forcing respectable men without facing legal consequences?!"

"I'm sorry, Yu, but the Japanese constitution doesn't actually have a clause prohibiting the violation of a man's will..."

A red light flashed in her large purple eyes, and Hamaoka Azusa pounced on Miyazawa Yu, pinning her down. Bottles, jars, brushes, and false eyelashes peeked out from between her fingers.

"Wait a minute! Hey, Nana-chan, why are you just staring?!"

"..."

Five minutes later, the situation on the battlefield became more relaxed, and TinkerBell's female cheerleading squad began preparing supplies for the players.

As they walked towards the water tank, chatting and laughing, they noticed an unfamiliar junior student reaching out but then pulling back, looking quite conflicted.

"Hello, what's wrong? Is there a problem with our water?"

"Ah! No, no... that's right, I want to join TinkerBell! This is the iced water I bought for my seniors!"

"?"

Joining TinkerBell is simple, just tell the deputy minister directly, why bother sneaking around here delivering water?

With her brows furrowed, Natsume Kanon, the pink-and-gray ponytail club member who was about to go on stage, sensed something was wrong.

Without saying a word, she immediately stepped forward, grabbed the suspicious boy's shoulder, and forcibly turned him around.

"Huh! Private Marseille, I really didn't mean any harm!"

Seemingly startled, tears welled up in the boy's eyes, and the girls were finally able to get a full look at the suspicious person.

However, the next second, everyone, including Natsume Kanon who had just made the move, froze on the spot.

Because this boy... is just too good-looking!!!

Her long, tear-streaked eyelashes, smooth, fair skin, pitiful body language, and lively, animal-like eyes added to her charm!

That's right! This is a rare, purebred puppy. If it were any smaller and left outside, it would be snatched up and raised like Genji!

"Um... I'm Natsume Kanon! And you, junior!"

Her breathing became heavy, and Natsume Kanon's grip tightened from casually manipulating the puppy to a firm hold. How could she let go of such a cute little puppy?

Even if we can't take them home to raise now, at least! At least we can eat them!

"It's upperclassman! Miyazawa Yu... Makoto, a first-year student! Nice to meet you!"

I almost let it slip; Miyazawa Yu is really not used to this kind of work after a few years. I almost blurted out my real name.

However, the carnivorous, athletic senior students, whose predatory instincts had already been aroused, paid no attention to any of this. Countless sinister hands were already poised to strike!

Chapter 98 When you're traveling, your identity is something you give yourself!

"Even though we were the ones who sent him..."

"But isn't Yu being treated a little too well?!"

With envy in their eyes, Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei secretly observed TinkerBell's situation from their strange, overlapping positions.

However, the more they looked at them, the more heartbroken they felt. Being surrounded by so many beautiful and athletic female students was something they would want to experience if they could!

"Good heavens! Is it a curse of good looks that someone as handsome as me doesn't get affectionate treatment?!"

Two lines of clear tears streamed down his face. Kohei Imamura clenched his coat tightly against his chest, his expression sinking to its lowest point.

In response, Kitahara Iori gave her a look that seemed to say, "Are you an idiot?"

They're already college students, who would want a boyfriend who's a blonde anime-style guy wearing ramen and anime clothes? Would it kill him to change his style a little?

Fortunately, this jerk is completely unaware of how he uses his charm, otherwise, he would be the only poor single guy left among the freshmen in the Pab department!

"Hey, what does Yuuma usually do?"

"I usually enjoy playing some games and I also work out, but I haven't seen any improvement."