The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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"Hey! Iori, what's wrong?"

Surprised by Iori's change in attitude, Shinji Tokita couldn't help but ask.

"This scumbag is obviously begging Nana-chan to let him go to a blind date. Wait a minute, I'll take a picture."

"Miyazawa Yu...you bastard! You're so young! I advise you not to be so naive!"

Suddenly looking up, Kitahara Iori faced the flashing camera, her forced, ingratiating smile now tinged with fear and anger.

However, in order to show his sincerity and get Nanaka Kotegawa to agree to let him go out for a blind date.

At this moment, he didn't dare to get up and drive away Miyazawa Yu. He could only put on a show of strength with words, trying to intimidate the other party with his domineering aura.

But everyone here is a cunning fox, and when Miyazawa Yu heard what Iori said, he not only didn't back down, but his smile became even more wicked.

He even braved the other party's domineering aura, running up close to take several close-up photos of Iori's face before stopping.

"A bumper harvest! A bumper harvest! I'll wash it tomorrow and hang it above my bed to ward off evil spirits."

"Damn it... Nanaka-nee! I'm already in such a terrible situation! Please! Please let me attend the party tonight!"

Unable to bear the humiliation, Kitahara Iori's eyes bulged with veins, and he lowered his head again, pleading loudly, his attitude pitiful to the extreme.

"No need for that, Iori. We're a diving club, so we'll invite you when we go diving. Let's postpone the party!"

"No!"

Kitahara Iori shook her head resolutely, her eyes firm: "What diving club! I don't remember joining anything like that!"

"You change your mind faster than turning the pages of a book."

"So why take your clothes off? Anyway, Iori, put your clothes back on first..."

Completely bewildered by Iori's unyielding kneeling stance, Kotegawa Nanaka could only frantically tell the latter to at least put on some clothes.

"Absolutely not!" Lowering her body again, Kitahara Iori closed her eyes and declared loudly, "This is to show my sincerity, both inside and out!"

"Yes, yes! Being naked is definitely a conscious thing!"

"Iori's way of thinking is really compatible with our club!"

"Well……"

With a troubled expression, Nanaka pursed her lips, though the gentle Nanaka really wanted to let Iori off the hook.

But staying out for three consecutive nights was really too much. After much deliberation, she tried again to reason with Iori and make him realize his mistake!

"Iori, I understand that you've become very playful since starting university, but this kind of life isn't good!"

"But it's Lady Nanako!"

"No! Your parents entrusted you to us, and I will never allow you to live such a degenerate life!"

"Please make an exception for me!"

"No means no! Iori has to tidy up her room today!"

……

A moment later, several grown men sat together in Iori's empty room to have their faces read.

Miyazawa Yu was the first to get up and leave because she couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, but Kitahara Iori grabbed her wrist.

Even though he kept struggling with his legs, he could only stay in one place.

"Sit down! You bastards! We invited you here to discuss how to get permission to leave the house!"

Kitahara Iori shoved Miyazawa Yu back into place, then looked around and struck Commander Ikari's signature pose, clearly wanting everyone to contribute ideas.

"Now that things have come to this, give up!"

"I don't want to! I will never give up!"

"Ah~ It just so happens that my fighting spirit was ignited at this moment."

Lying speechlessly on the tatami mat, Miyazawa Yu realized that running away was out of the question, so he had no choice but to honestly come up with a solution for Iori.

"Why don't you strip naked and go see Nana-chan again? That's the only way to show more sincerity than a half-O, right?"

"I'm sorry! I've already tried that!"

Kitahara Iori tilted her head slightly, revealing the left half of her face that had been hidden in the darkness, with a bright red handprint clearly imprinted on it.

"Huh? When? What exactly is driving you to do this?!"

"I went to the restroom just now, and as for the reason..."

His expression grew increasingly serious, and he shamelessly admitted, "To be honest, it's about sexual desire!"

"Hiss—that's right!"

Taking a deep breath, Miyazawa Yu could only say that it was indeed a good reason.

But if even stripping naked and apologizing doesn't work, then there's no other way to show sincerity, right?

It seems that Sister Nana is very determined this time and probably won't change her mind easily.

"How about we tidy up the room first? That's the foundation for everything, isn't it?"

"That's true, but that's not enough!"

"not enough?"

"should be!"

Frowning, Miyazawa Yu hesitated for a long time before speaking after hearing Iori's words.

"How about we tidy up the room so it looks like it belongs to a capable, independent man? That way, Nana-chan can rest assured, right?"

"Good idea! You do have something in your head sometimes!"

I think this idea has potential!

Since Nanaka-neechan is confining herself to her room because she's playful, why doesn't she just show her masculine side?

Under the watchful eyes of the other three, Kitahara Iori made up her mind and stood up with great enthusiasm, ready to make a big splash.

But he soon realized a fatal problem—

"But that's true... so what should a man's room actually look like?"

"There's no other way; since it's for our junior, we'll do our part!"

"That's right, I'll help you create a room that will immediately show that Iori is a true man!"

"Senior!"

Despite being an unreliable, alcoholic senior, Kitahara Iori sees him as an angel radiating a warm and dependable light!

Moved to tears, he patted his seniors on the shoulders and said with great trust, "Then I'll leave it to you!"

"Okay! Go wait ten minutes, we'll get it done for you right away!"

Laughing heartily, they chased Iori out of the room. For the sake of their cute junior, Ryujiro Kotobuki and Shinji Tokita immediately sprang into action, running to the activity room and moving boxes of things into Iori's room.

"Seniors, what is this?"

After unpacking Iori's package, Yu Miyazawa first made up his bed. Seeing how carefully Juryujiro handled the package, Yu Miyazawa couldn't help but become curious.

So the two of them got there first and cut the tape off the cardboard box.

The next second, a screen full of holy light rushed towards him! The super-strong H energy instantly pierced Miyazawa Yu's retina and was engraved on his cerebral cortex.

"This...this is! The complete 'Oppai Aesthetics' and the full volume of 'Darkened! The Poor Holy Light Knight'!"

"How about it? These are all collections that everyone shared!"

"Awesome! Absolutely amazing! May I borrow it, Senior Shou?"

He immediately threw the scissors away; Miyazawa Yu would not allow such a dangerous thing to appear within a three-meter radius of the Holy Scripture.

"Of course, no problem! Feel free to take it and look at it! Just remember to be careful not to damage it!"

Seeing that Miyazawa Yu had approved of his collection, Kotobuki Ryujiro laughed and shoved another very thick volume into the former's hands, recommending, "This is my favorite. I haven't finished reading it yet, but I'll lend it to you for now!"

"Arigato-senpai! Really... Wait a minute! Weren't we supposed to be getting a room for Iori? This kind of book?"

"Of course they're important items! Just think about it! What would happen if Yu's mom saw her collection?"

He then carried another box of discs into the house, Shinji Tokita explained.

I pinched my chin, looked up, and imagined myself in the scene my senior had envisioned. What if my mom saw my collection...?

His expression instantly darkened, and Miyazawa Yu's pupils dilated in shock.

"I'll die! I'll be beaten to death, then put on cement shoes and sink into Tokyo Bay!"

"This is so heavy. Is Yu a child from a wealthy family with strict upbringing?"

"Well, I wouldn't call them that, they're just nouveau riche, but their upbringing was definitely very strict."

She ran back to her room in a few steps and quickly brought out a small stack of things wrapped in layers of tin foil.

Inside, there are several classic works by masters, no less classic than "European Aesthetics".

"Because of the recent purge, these are just a few of the few remaining. Please accept them!"

"Oh...how tragic."

Despite saying that, Juryujiro followed his instincts and honestly put several good books behind him, deciding to enjoy them tonight.

"Ahem! Shou! Getting back to the point! When a mother discovers that her child has hidden erotic books, besides being surprised, she probably also thinks, 'Ah! My child has grown up!' right?"

After clearing his throat twice and silently engaging in a struggle with Juryujiro in the shadows, Shinji Tokita explained his actions after receiving a gift from Tokita.

"Hiss... Indeed! Could it be that Senior intends to..."

"That's right! If we fill Iori's room with these books, anyone would know that Iori is a mature college student!"

"Uh... that's a perfect idea, Tokita-senpai! Iori must think so too!"

My instincts told me that there was some truth to it, but there wasn't much truth to it.

However, it didn't matter what happened to Iori's room anyway, so Miyazawa Yu couldn't find any loopholes in his senior's explanation and simply gave up thinking about it.

In less than ten minutes, with the combined efforts of the three, Iori's room was quickly transformed...

Very unique!

Chapter 21: A Room Filled with Masculine Energy!

"Uh, you've already packed your luggage so quickly?"

"Exactly, it's been handled quickly and perfectly! After all, I'm a mature college student!"

A dozen minutes later, Kitahara Iori waited anxiously for what seemed like forever, and finally received a "OK!" message from Miyazawa Yu.

Without any hesitation, driven by lust, he confidently led Nanaka Kotegawa to the door of the room.

"Boys are really strong."

"Of course! Look!"

Full of anticipation for the arrangements made by her seniors, Kitahara Iori confidently pushed open the door.

As expected, the next second a strong masculine aura hit him, but it was somewhat different from what he had anticipated.

"what--!"

"ah--!"

For some reason, even though there was no sound source, Kitahara Iori still heard a faint humming sound.

This sound would be perfect if it came from under the covers at night, but now...

Looking at the classic works spread out all over the room and the female celebrity photo posters pasted on the ceiling, Iori and Nanaka's drawing style all changed to simple line drawings.

This decorating style is clearly too avant-garde and a bit difficult to understand.

"ps~ps~Iori".

Peeking out of his room, Miyazawa Yu tapped the wall twice to attract Kitahara Iori's attention.

"You bastards! What is this?!"

Don't ask! Here, take this! Good luck!

Ignoring Iori's ferocious questioning, Miyazawa Yu raised his hand and threw a rolled-up magazine at him.