The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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"A bunch of liars!!"

With a thud, he knelt down on the ground. Even though he was playing baseball and his fist techniques were incredibly advanced, at this moment, Miyazawa Yu was as helpless as a child.

There was no way around it; after all, the scene involving a naked apron, which only appeared when the girl's affection level was at its maximum, was cruelly and bloodily torn apart like this.

For someone who wanted to build a harem, this was still too cruel.

"Fool……"

Quietly walking past Miyazawa Yu, Kotegawa Chisa, though also strongly opposed to the O-shaped apron, couldn't empathize with the former's impure motives at all.

"Ha! What did you say! You look down on body-hugging aprons?"

The sound was very soft, but Miyazawa Yu was extremely sensitive to it while injured.

As soon as Qian Sha finished speaking, he mechanically turned his head away, his empty eyes extremely frightening.

"Huh—! It's not that I didn't do it! Ah... I'm sorry!"

Startled, Chisa Kotegawa was surprised that her whispering had been overheard. She immediately blushed and waved her hands, trying to apologize.

However, her shy appearance gradually overlapped with the pink apron that remained in Miyazawa Yu's retina.

Suddenly, a startlingly bold yet hopeful idea popped into his head—"Wait a minute! Chisa… yeah! And Nanaka-nee! Could Nanaka-nee also be wearing an O-shaped apron?!"

His breathing immediately became heavy, and Miyazawa Yu, with the mindset of a wild beast, fixed his head firmly on the direction from which Kotegawa Nanaka's voice came.

As long as it's an O-shaped apron! He'd be willing to see Senior Shou's butt a hundred more times!

"I'm sorry, our guest is sick and can't come today. It seems they'll have to postpone it until next week!"

Before she even arrived, her pink apron, bulging out from the dark corridor, made a striking first impression, causing Miyazawa Yu's blood pressure to spike.

However, the fluttering skirt immediately calmed him down, and the matching black short-sleeved shirt plunged him into an icy abyss.

"Why, why is Nanaka-nee the only normal person..."

"Yu! Although I'm disappointed too! But you're a college student now, you must learn to be strong!"

"Hmm? What happened?"

Looking at Miyazawa Yu, who was clinging to Iori and refusing to let go, with a puzzled expression, Kotegawa Nanaka tilted her head and nodded.

"It's nothing, Nanaka-neechan. Just remember to stay home and take good care of yourself!"

Her tone was icy, and at this moment, Chisa Kotegawa clearly had lost all sense of apology and shyness.

To feel apologetic towards such an insect? It seems my cultivation is still insufficient. I should really crush Yu and Iori, who are eyeing my sister!

With this thought in mind, she teleported behind Miyazawa Yu and raised the handbag slung across her waist.

"Wait, Chisa! I can explain! Yu, say something!"

"I...I want to see Nanaka-nee's O-shaped apron!"

"!!!"

"No need for explanations, go to another world and reflect on it yourself!"

"Yeah!"

Chapter 18 Should We Stay at Grand Blue?

"Oh well, what a shame..."

"Then today's dive will have to be canceled. There's no other way. I guess I should wear some clothes sometimes!"

Inside the store, upon learning that the customer couldn't come, the expressions of disappointment on the faces of Ryujiro Kotobuki and Shinji Tokita were clearly visible.

They couldn't drink alcohol because they had to organize their diving equipment later, so they reluctantly put on their clothes for the time being, preparing to shine at the party that evening.

"Hmm... Senior Shou is actually getting dressed? Am I dreaming?"

When Miyazawa Yu slowly awoke from her coma, it was the first time she had ever seen Kotobuki-senpai getting dressed in front of her, and her expression immediately turned terrified, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Oh! Yu, are you awake? How are you feeling?"

"How should I put it? What just happened? I feel a bit of a headache at the back of my head."

Upon hearing what Senior Tokita said, he frowned and touched the back of his head. It hurt a lot, and it seemed like a big lump had swelled up.

Why did he wake up at the dining table? He clearly remembered standing at the Grand Blue door, ready to open it, just a second ago.

"Ah... have you lost your memory? Are you alright, Yu? Should we go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

"It's alright, Nanaka-nee. It's just that I lost my memory after entering the store. It should be fine."

"Is that so? Then you'd better not recall it."

"Huh? Why?"

Miyazawa Yu looked up in disbelief at Nanaka, who was blushing.

According to the plot, shouldn't the gentle older sister continue to show concern at this point? What's with this sudden turn of events?

The more I thought about it, the more something seemed off; I must have forgotten something very important.

However, if you ask directly, Nanaka-nee will definitely not tell you. Maybe you should go find Chisa...

"Don't look at me! You bedbug!"

"!!!"

That was incredibly rude! That's unacceptable! They were perfectly fine when they came back.

Did I do something to offend Chisa during my amnesia?

The moment he glanced at her, he was immediately turned away as if she were an insect. Miyazawa Yu was completely bewildered and could only earnestly seek advice from a pig-headed man next to him who looked a lot like Iori.

"Mr. Pighead, what just happened? Chisa seemed really angry."

"Yu, are you asking for a beating, you scoundrel? There's only one thing I'd be happy to do for you!"

"Oh my! It really is Iori! Long time no see, you've gotten even more handsome!"

"You bastard! Die!"

With his head swollen like a pig's, he pounced on her. If Miyazawa Yu hadn't said something out of line earlier, Kitahara Iori knew he wouldn't have been able to take such a brutal beating.

However, in fact, the reason for his pig-head shape should be largely attributed to his special physical condition.

Because he wouldn't lose his memory no matter how much he was hit, Chisa took extra care of him.

"Oh! You two are so close, you've only just woken up and you're already bickering again? Alright! Hurry up and eat!"

He walked out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of fried noodles.

Kotegawa Toshio watched as Iori and Miyazawa Yu started fighting again, and nodded with satisfaction, seemingly approving of their precious friendship.

They didn't care at all that every move they made was aimed at each other's faces, as if they were mortal enemies, locked in a life-or-death struggle.

"Tch! Iori is nothing but a nobody, yet he dares to challenge the King of the Crystal Palace. I'll spare your life this time, but get out of here now!"

"What's with the arrogance! You're a perpetual virgin!"

With food in front of him, Miyazawa Yu smelled the aroma and his stomach immediately began to protest.

Looking back now, he hadn't eaten anything for over 24 hours. Of course, he had drunk quite a bit of alcohol, but that stuff doesn't keep you full!

Kitahara Iori agreed, and the two exchanged trash talk before letting go of each other's hands.

Iori quickly took the empty seat next to Juryujiro, casually leaving the seat next to Nanaka for Miyazawa Yu.

"Hiss... Iori, what mischief are you plotting! Confess now!"

Instinctively sensing something was wrong, Miyazawa Yu knew Iori's character well.

Knowing that he likes Nanaka-nee, this guy would definitely try every means to stop her, how could he be so accommodating!

There must be something fishy going on here! Did he secretly scatter nails on the chair?

Looking back warily, and then carefully wiping the stool with a tissue to make sure there was no glue left, Miyazawa Yu's doubts only increased.

But seeing that everyone had already sat down to eat, he felt embarrassed to switch seats with anyone, so he could only frown and carefully put his bottom on the stool.

"Strange... There really doesn't seem to be any traps? Is Iori trying to put psychological pressure on me and attack me on a mental level?"

After sitting down, not feeling anything unusual, Miyazawa Yu muttered to himself in confusion, his eyes fixed on Kitahara Iori.

The other party kept watching with an arrogant expression, as if they were enjoying the show, leaving him completely bewildered.

"Yu! Try it! This was made by Nanaka herself!"

"Ah! Yes! Senior Kotobuki, do you often eat at Grand Blue?"

Picking up a mouthful of fried noodles with my chopsticks, both the taste and texture were top-notch.

As soon as Miyazawa Yu swallowed the first bite, his empty stomach immediately cheered, and a feeling of immense happiness simultaneously numbed his sensitive nerves.

"Yes, we often come to help out."

"Doing odd jobs, acting as an assistant, and things like that."

"I see. Oh, I see..."

While nodding silently on the surface, Miyazawa Yu obediently reached for the fried noodles in front of him with his chopsticks.

There was no way around it; his appetite had now overcome all other thoughts, and he was eager to fill his stomach. Even the sight of Nana Hana beside him was more tempting.

Clap!

It's perfectly normal for chopsticks to bump into the person next to you when everyone is sharing food from the same plate.

"sorry, I……"

Just as he turned around to apologize for his momentary lapse in attention, to Miyazawa Yu's surprise, a lump of fried noodles, along with his chopsticks, was smeared onto his face with a loud smack.

"Quack! What's going on! It's so hot!"

"Oh—I'm sorry! Yu, I'll get it off for you right away!"

Hearing the screams around her, Nanaka Kotegawa immediately snapped out of her daze and quickly reached out to help Yu Miyazawa remove the noodles from his face.

To be honest, when the chopsticks touched, she didn't know why, but it felt like a conditioned reflex, and she threw everything in her hand away with the force of the impact.

"Wait a minute, Nanaka-nee! This is so weird! What did I do to become like this?!"

After casually wiping the oil off his face, Miyazawa Yu couldn't take it anymore.

Therefore, he directly chose the most practical and effective method—to kneel down in front of Nanaka Kotegawa to express his apology.

Compared to being looked down upon by Chisa without knowing anything, and then inexplicably having fried noodles splashed in one's face.

Even in death, he still wanted to be a conscious ghost!

"I can't say..."

"Please tell me! This is my lifelong request!"

"Oh dear, a lifetime of requests is so cheap. I feel like this kind of scene happens all the time."

Chewing on his fried noodles, speechless, Juryujiro looked at Kitahara Iori and asked, "Did you foresee this coming, Iori?"

"Not at all, I just thought it would be interesting, and now it certainly looks interesting!"

Finally unable to contain himself any longer, Kitahara Iori slammed his fist on the table and burst into laughter, revealing his ugly true colors.

He originally just wanted to see Miyazawa Yu's disappointed expression when he was rejected by Nanaka-nee, but he never expected to see him dogeza (bowing in apology). It's really rare!

"Damn it! Iori, you just wait! But before that, please, Nanaka-nee, I won't be able to sleep tonight if I don't get this sorted out!"

"Hmm... Yu really wants to know?"

"Please be sure to tell me!"

She pursed her lips, and seeing Miyazawa Yu's extremely sincere attitude, Kotegawa Nanaka reluctantly leaned close to his ear and told him everything that had happened.

"Oh! So that's how it is! I'm relieved!"

After listening to Nana-chan's story, Miyazawa Yu seemed to have resolved her inner conflict and smiled very happily, but in reality, her hands and feet were starting to stiffen, and she had been walking for a while.

"I'm sorry, Nanaka-nee, I want to die first, so I'm going back now..."

He got up and left his seat, maintaining a perfect smile as he walked out, but his steps were unusually unsteady, as if he might fall on the roadside and be picked up by a stranger if he didn't care.

"that……"

"Nanaka-nee, you don't need to persuade me. I just want to be alone."