The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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"Ah, okay!"

With no ulterior motives in mind, Kotegawa Chisa responded and began to take off her apron.

Taking advantage of Iori being alone, Hamaoka Azusa seized the opportunity, flashed a cat-like smile, and teleported to his side, whispering something.

"Tell me quickly, how are things between you and Kohei?"

"Pfft!"

Having just taken a sip of beer to cool down, Kitahara Iori immediately spat out the entire beer after hearing Azusa's question.

Without even wiping his mouth, he hurriedly asked Miyazawa Yu for help.

"No, well, how about this! Chisa and I will switch, and Azusa-senpai and Yu will switch?"

"Huh? But I hadn't even had a chance to rest before they dragged me away to drink. I didn't get to do any fun at all!"

After putting the sportswear back on and shrinking back to her normal size, Miyazawa Yu immediately expressed her dissatisfaction with Iori's arrangement.

But to his surprise, the usually tough Iori suddenly slid down to her knees in front of him, clasping her hands together as if to say, "This is my lifelong request."

"Hiss... At least give me a reason, right?"

Despite some hesitation, Miyazawa Yu still wanted to argue for her soon-to-be-lost rest time.

"I said, Yu!"

To make herself look more serious, Kitahara Iori quickly put on her clothes.

He then placed his hands on Miyazawa Yu's shoulders and asked with a resolute and upright expression, "Do you need a reason to help someone?"

"Huh? Your character has fallen apart, Iori. This is definitely not like you at all... But I understand, don't let it happen again!"

"Thank you! You truly are my best friend, Yu!"

Although he didn't know what Iori was up to, Miyazawa Yu decided to help him this time and took over Hamaoka Azusa's position.

After everyone had left, he asked speechlessly, "So why?"

"Hmm...for the sake of our chastity!"

"Huh! What are you talking about! Wait a minute... you didn't tell Azusa-senpai that you like me, did you?!"

The spatula in her hand paused for a moment, and then Miyazawa Yu realized something and frantically hugged herself as she dodged backward.

Suspicious! It's so suspicious! He should have realized that Iori and Azusa-senpai would definitely discuss their shared interests when they were alone together.

Did Iori have already set his sights on me?

However, if that's the case, from the perspective of a love rival, shouldn't Azusa-senpai have let herself, instead of Kohei and Iori, rest together from the beginning?

"No! No! First of all, I'm not gay! Secondly! I chose Kohei!"

"Really?"

"Yes! I'm definitely not gay! It was just a misunderstanding when we were decorating the room! You knew that, right?"

"I regret to inform you that I need to investigate further, but it seems you have indeed chosen Kohei..."

With some skepticism, he moved back to his seat. The number of customers started to increase again, so Miyazawa Yu could only focus on making the okonomiyaki with Iori first, and talk about other things later.

"Hello, please give me two servings!"

"understand!"

First, he threw the shredded cabbage and shrimp onto the hot plate. Then, Miyazawa Yu turned around, scooped a spoonful of batter from the condiment container, and poured it on top. At the same time, without even looking up, he reached out and threw the barbecue seasoning and cumin powder that Iori needed over.

Thanks to his frequent ability to catch bottles thrown by Yu, Kitahara Iori caught the condiment bottle steadily in his palm, then twisted the bottle to evenly sprinkle it on the bacon and fried eggs.

He then used a spatula to stop the semi-solidified dough from spreading out, placing bacon at the bottom and egg on top, until the bottom was completely set. A freshly baked assorted pancake was then ready. (The remaining text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

"Please enjoy your meal! If it's delicious, please recommend it to your friends."

"Ah good!"

"Thank you for your patronage—!"

The boy who ordered the assorted skewers was completely bewildered when his eyes couldn't keep up with their actions.

All I could do as I left was turn back and silently sigh, "Those two are so in sync!"

These two, their chemistry is amazing! They're practically a match made in heaven!

In a secluded corner where no one could see him, Hamaoka Azusa was panting heavily, feeling the same sentiment in his heart.

Saliva slowly trickled from the corner of her mouth, dripping onto the enormous evil—she wanted to see this kind of thing!

Chapter 50: Everyone Assembles, Preparations for the Women's Beauty Pageant!

"Yu! Long time no see! Have you seen Chisa?"

"Hmm? Nanaka-nee, you're here."

Miyazawa Yu and Iori were busy until the afternoon. For some reason, Azusa-senpai did not come back to take over. Instead, Kotegawa Nanaka appeared in front of the stall furtively with a DSLR camera.

"So the women's beauty pageant is about to start, isn't it?"

After spinning her wrists twice and feeling sore, Kitahara Iori couldn't wait to put up the "Closed" sign. At the same time, she pointed behind the tent and said, "Chisa said she was going to rest for a while and went to the back. She's probably still sleeping, right?"

"Oh, is that so? Then I'll go in first! Ha—"

Her eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a broad, doting smile spread across Kotegawa Nanaka's face, her breathing becoming heavy.

Chisa's sleeping face is so beautiful, I can never get enough of looking at it. It's a perfect opportunity to take a couple of photos to fill the blank space in my album. What a great deal!

"...Shouldn't we wake Chisa up first?"

"Well, it's the spring festival anyway, let's just let Nanaka-nee be happy."

As Kotegawa Nanaka sneaked inside, the sound of cameras clicking incessantly came from behind the curtain, and Kitahara Iori suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt.

It was as if his own negligence had led to his cousin being harassed by a pervert.

Miyazawa Yu was much calmer about this. In fact, once you accept the premise that Nanaka is a sister complex, you can even find a bit of cuteness in the contrast.

But compared to these...

"Iori, after the beauty pageant comes the male phallus. Good luck!"

Offering his sincerest blessings to his companions, this was Miyazawa Yu's final act of tenderness.

"Damn it! Don't make it sound like I'm about to collapse! It's just some women's clothing... women's clothing..."

Although she said that, Kitahara Iori hesitated for a moment before covering her face and choking up.

His daring act of dressing as a woman in public has effectively ended his wonderful college life!

The thought that I would be seen as a pervert and lose my right to choose a partner filled me with sadness, like a gushing stream of life after being shaken.

"Well, speaking of which, we all have uniforms provided by our seniors, so what will Chisa wear on stage later? She's not going to wear this casual outfit she's in now, is she?"

He patted Iori on the shoulder, but Miyazawa Yu didn't expect him to react so strongly, so he had no choice but to change the subject again.

However, there was a reason why he made conversation like this. After all, it was the first time he had gone on stage wearing only his briefs, and even with a mask to cover his shame, he was still under a lot of pressure!

The only way to alleviate the situation is to try to make conversation.

"Please don't worry about this!"

"Whoa! Wild Azusa-senpai has appeared! Iori, hurry up and throw a Poké Ball!"

Looking disdainfully at Hamaoka Azusa, who had abandoned her junior to play, but now suddenly jumped out, Kitahara Iori grinned and did as she was told to pick out the two largest eggs from the basket and toss them up and down.

"Haha~ Sorry, sorry, I just found something very interesting, so I looked at it for a bit~"

"Seriously, so what? Chisa is pretty, but if she's without makeup and in casual clothes, she might still be outshone, right?"

"exactly……"

Hearing Miyazawa Yu say this, Hamaoka Azusa proudly pulled out a bag of gauze skirts from behind her back and waved her hand to comfort her, "That's why I thought of this a long time ago. This is a sure-fire winning weapon that cost 50,000 yen to prepare for Chisa!"

"Huh? Fifty thousand? That's rare. Are our uniforms all cheap stuff?"

Unexpectedly, the senior students went to great lengths to dress Chisa. Miyazawa Yu took the clothes and looked at them, feeling slightly envious.

After all, whether it was herself, Iori, or Kohei, the uniforms they received were all ordinary and cheap, and it seemed like they weren't taken seriously.

"Ah~ No, that's not true! Iori's uniform is a high school uniform I donated, and Kohei's uniform is from his junior high school days. They're both very meaningful!"

"What! It's Azusa-senpai's uniform?"

Pushing Miyazawa Yu aside, Kitahara Iori rushed to Hamaoka Azusa with wide eyes, her face full of disbelief.

"Of course! How could I possibly brush you off? Are you touched?"

"Yes! Thank you so much. I'm eager to experience your kindness, so please excuse me for a moment!"

Kitahara Iori pulled out her neglected JK uniform from her schoolbag, her face expressionless, and ran away in a flash.

Having inhaled a mouthful of Iori's exhaust fumes, Miyazawa Yu knew without a doubt what that bastard was up to.

But if, as Senior Azusa said, every piece of clothing has a former owner, then his briefs...

His expression gradually turned horrified. If he could, he would also like to wear Azusa-senpai's JK uniform. Triangle underwear that had been used by someone else was too disgusting!

"Oh! By the way, Yu, you just bought that. What, do you want your senior to keep it for you for a while?"

"No need! Ah, Kohei, you're back."

When his suspicions were proven wrong, Miyazawa Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, Kohei Imamura casually walked back, carrying several bags that looked like magical girl merchandise.

"Do they sell things like this at the Spring Festival? Is this... Magical Girl Lala?"

"I can hardly believe it either. It seems to have been made by the anime club themselves, and the quality is really good!"

After placing a large pile of things on the table, Kohei Imamura enthusiastically took out several bouncy balls and handed them to Yu Miyazawa.

"Thank you for your hard work. This is a gift I won in a raffle, and I'm giving it to you."

"It's rare to see someone so kind, but there's so much stuff! How much money did you spend to get this!"

Seeing Kohei pull a bunch of bouncy balls out of his pocket, Miyazawa Yu casually picked one up and tried it a few times. He had to admit that it was a product worthy of a science and engineering college.

The materials used are incredibly solid; if you throw it with a little force, it's as powerful as a bullet!

"Oh! It's already closed? How's sales?"

Carrying various drinks and snacks, Kotobuki Ryujiro and Tokita Shinji spotted the "Closed" sign from afar and came over to say hello.

"We taught the TinderBell people a lesson, and they didn't set up their stall this afternoon. Sales were pretty good!"

"Wow! You guys are something else... Has Chisa already gone to change her clothes?"

"No, Nana-chan went to call her just now."

Pointing to the tent behind him, Miyazawa Yu said helplessly, "Should I go and urge them?"

"That makes sense. If Nanaka were to come, we might not be able to wake anyone up until night."

"Then I'll go call them!"

Grabbing Miyazawa Yu by the back of his collar and tossing him aside, Hamaoka Azusa lifted the curtain and went inside, not forgetting to remind him, "Yu, don't look inside~ Chisa-chan still needs to change her clothes!"

"I wouldn't look! Seriously, do I look like the kind of shameless pervert who would peep at his friend changing clothes!"

Feeling that Azusa-senpai was teasing him a bit too much, Miyazawa Yu asked Kotobuki Ryujiro with a headache, "Kotobuki-senpai! Do I look like a pervert to you?"

"...Well, how should I put it? If I'm wearing clothes, haven't been drinking, and Nanaka isn't around, then it barely counts, right?"

"What? There are so many restrictions!"

Slamming his hand on the table, Miyazawa Yu never imagined that this was how he was perceived by Kotobuki-senpai.

Besides, whether it's O-type body or drinking, those are things that his seniors imposed on him! How can they be used as a standard of judgment!

"Haha~ Well, what does it matter!"

With a casual pat on Yu's shoulder, Shinji Tokita opened a bottle of liquor from the store he had bought and handed it to him: "We don't mind Yu anyway, come on! Let's drink!"

"Ton ton ton—that's true, but a pervert has no right to look down on other perverts, right..."

Following suit, Yu Miyazawa drank to moisten his throat, then put his arm around Shinji Tokita's shoulder, and the two began to banter.

Kohei Imamura witnessed this scene, and his brain immediately and automatically generated the equation "Yu Miyazawa = Shinji Tokita = Alcohol, Muscle, and Body Pervert".

"Wait a minute! Just go to the competition like this! I already told you I didn't want to wear a skirt!"