The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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For two consecutive days, he slept at school, fully embodying the idea of ​​treating the school as his own home!

"Damn it! It's all because of those two! I think they left their luggage at Grand Blue too? How rude of them!"

Glancing at the two bastards who were still fast asleep, their drool mixed together on the table, Miyazawa Yu silently opened the system interface.

Great! Although I didn't need to use my hand-eye coordination skill last night, the cooldown on my sportswear has been refreshed!

Eagerly, I retrieved the entire outfit from the system and quickly put it on. A perfectly refined and normal college student was born!

"Wow~ The whole outfit and the fresh underwear are truly rare gems!"

"What high-quality underwear? Who wears high-quality underwear?!"

Still half asleep, Kitahara Iori slammed his fist on the table and stood up. It seemed that his ears had developed a serious condition where he could only hear keywords. He could only hear two words from Miyazawa Yu's long speech!

The combination of three male O-types was already eye-catching enough, but with this nonsensical declaration of independence, every single eye in the class turned to them.

"No quality underwear! Sit down right now! It's so embarrassing!"

He hurriedly and clumsily pulled Iori to a seat, and Miyazawa Yu pulled out the Bull Warrior headgear and put it on his own head.

To be honest, I don't know why, even though he's wearing clothes now, the shame he feels only increases when other people look at him.

Even the clothes themselves became a heavy shackle; his body seemed to be rebelling against the constraints of clothing, yearning for the most primal freedom.

"Could it be! Have I been tricked into stupidity? Impossible! It's only been one day, my body couldn't possibly have turned into the shape of a Pab!"

Noticing the abnormality within himself, Miyazawa Yu's expression gradually turned terrified.

He traveled thousands of miles to Izu, where nobody knew him, all to usher in a new era as the King of the Crystal Palace and enjoy a wonderful new life!

I haven't met many beautiful girls lately, but it feels like I'm trying to become someone else.

Is this right? It's not right!

"What... no underwear? But I still prefer breasts a bit more..."

Still not fully conscious, Kitahara Iori needs to work on her alcohol tolerance.

Even so, when he saw Miyazawa Yu's body covered in neat clothes from head to toe, he instinctively froze on the spot.

Sensing something was wrong, and seeing Iori's gaze turn dangerous, Miyazawa Yu frowned and quickly got up to run away.

However, it was too late; the next second his arm was firmly grabbed.

"What are you doing, student! We're not acquainted, are we?"

With a slight twitch of her eyelids, Miyazawa Yu secretly tried to shake off Iori's groping hand.

But the latter held on too tightly, and without making a big fuss, it was impossible to break free from this clamp-like grip.

"Um... what happened? Ah!!! How did I end up sleeping in the classroom like this! Yu! Why are you dressed?!"

"Huh? This student? Do I know you?"

Another troublesome character has been added, and Miyazawa Yu coldly tries to distance himself from the two perverted Omega men.

Noticing the gazes of others, Kohei Imamura, shirtless, seemed to have his mental abilities enhanced, and almost instantly grasped the situation.

His face darkened, and he leaped onto Iori's shoulder to the other side of Miyazawa Yu, grabbing the latter's other arm without saying a word.

"!!! What...what are you doing? I'm going to scream!"

"Give us the clothes!"

"One piece is enough!"

"Huh? How could that be! In this situation, even showing an inch of skin would be tainted by the stares of outsiders! I don't want to!"

Resolutely refusing, Miyazawa Yu clamped her arms and thighs together, fiercely guarding against the two bastards' bestiality as they stripped off her clothes.

"Heh... Do you think you still have a choice now?"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Iori lowered her head in a seemingly deep and thoughtful manner, though she might also have been too shy to raise her head.

But whatever the truth may be, it won't affect his intentions: "Take it off! Or we'll shout your name and die together! Choose one!"

"That's right! We can't be the only ones who lose face! After all, it's all your fault!"

With a wicked grin that stretched from his lips to his ears, Kohei Imamura stroked Yu Miyazawa's pants and said with a touch of ecstasy, "These are really nice pants. They must look great on me, right?"

"what!"

"Then I'll take the clothes! Yu, you should be able to keep the wig, right?"

"Gulp... Kill me! I will not compromise!"

The hot air spraying onto my face, and being glared at and relentlessly pursued by two lewd-looking perverts, was absolutely awful!

Even so! Miyazawa Yu still refused to let her clothes be defiled by the sinful O-man!

However, his resistance was futile. Under the coercion of two bastards who were capable of anything, even though he used the Gu-killing technique, he still could not escape his destined fate.

"A bunch of bastards! If this happens, none of us will escape the shameful fate!"

Ten minutes later, Miyazawa Yu, now only wearing a pair of trousers, collapsed weakly onto the table, unable to get up again. His soul had already flown half a meter away from his mouth and body.

In contrast, leaning back in his seat, Kohei Imamura looked much more confident, even though he had only managed to grab a shirt.

Even the gesture of flipping her hair appears extremely elegant, of course, ignoring the fact that she's wearing underwear.

"Ha, those who sneak out have no right to say that!"

Wearing the mask obtained under threat, Kitahara Iori showed no signs of being a robber; instead, her confidence soared.

Feeling that no one recognized him, he casually put his legs up on the desk in the first row to let the air blow on him and sober up, speaking in a manner that was as arrogant as an old man.

"Damn it! Don't you have any conscience?! At least tone it down a bit! There are people we know in the class!"

Rolling his eyes, Miyazawa Yu reluctantly stuffed his soul back into his mouth and gently tapped Iori's shoulder twice, signaling him to look back.

In the last row of the lecture hall, Chisa Kotegawa's expression had changed from disdain to looking at trash.

Clearly, she had witnessed Kitahara Iori threatening Miyazawa Yu to take off his clothes.

This performance style, which carries many labels such as male-male, coercion, and stripping, is too explosive and obviously not within her range of appreciation.

"Uh--"

Seeing Kitahara Iori instantly petrified, Miyazawa Yu finally felt a little relieved.

Remembering that his luggage was still at the Kotegawa family shop, he casually asked, "Iori, do you know how to get back to Grand Blue?"

"It's irresponsible of me to say this, but unfortunately I don't know either, so..."

"Ugh……"

As expected, it's not hard to understand why people accept the premise that Iori is a piece of trash.

With a soft sigh, Miyazawa Yu finally turned his gaze to Kotegawa Chisa, the girl who could be considered the hope of the entire village!

In Chapter 17, only Nanaka-nee is normal!

"Chisa! Arigato! Thank you for taking us back! This guy will bow deeply in gratitude!"

"No problem! I can even do it upside down! Please forgive Chisa!"

Staggering along the familiar coastal street, Miyazawa Yu seemed to already see her luggage close at hand.

Thinking about the miserable days he had spent the past two days, he was moved to tears and couldn't help but put his hands together to thank the perfect Lady Chisa.

Kitahara Iori expressed his full agreement, adding that it would be even better if Chisa could stop looking at him like he was trash.

"Alright! I've already said it! You didn't do anything wrong! Stop apologizing!"

Walking ahead of two half-O bastards leading the way was already embarrassing enough for Chisa Kotegawa.

Now even her name is being called out! How is she, a young girl, supposed to live by the sea? What if her friends or acquaintances see her?

Wait a minute! Her acquaintances and friends...

Suddenly stopping in her tracks, Chisa Kotegawa crouched down, feeling that since life was hopeless, she might as well just die first.

She was shocked to discover that, among all the people she knew, including her father and sister, none of them seemed to find O-type men strange.

It must be the environment! Iori and Yu were here for the first time, but after just two days they looked exactly like Kotobuki-senpai and the others!

Thinking about this, her dissatisfaction subsided considerably, and she even felt a little sorry for the two idiots behind her.

After all, being a half-O probably wasn't their original intention, right?

"Hey, Yu, have you decided where you want to stay? I'll come over for a drink sometime."

"Forget it, Grand Blue has a better atmosphere. I'd get complaints from the neighbors if I stripped naked and yelled in the apartment!"

They've adapted perfectly!

Startled, Kotegawa Chisa's eyes flashed with disdain, and she quickly tossed that tiny bit of pitiful emotion into the mental trash can.

These two are truly born freaks!

"Ah! Here we are!"

"Oh my, what a strange experience! University life is terrifying! You haven't been back for two days already, have you?"

"That's exactly what I meant! Haha!"

The journey was over quickly as they talked. Miyazawa Yu stood at the door of the strangely familiar Grand Blue, opened the door, and greeted the people inside loudly.

"We're back!"

"Oh! Welcome back! The three of you!"

"Puqi Sanlin Temple only has 7 umbrellas and 4!?"

For the second time, Miyazawa Yu was shocked by the store manager and two senior employees' outrageous outfits as soon as she entered the store.

Because all three of them were completely naked! They were just wearing weird light pink aprons and parading around in the street, it was an eyesore!

"Aaaaaah! My eyes! My eyes! Damn it! Is this door cursed? Why do I always see things I shouldn't see when I enter?!"

Feeling as if his eyes had been defiled, Miyazawa Yu took two steps back in shock, covered his face, and fell to the ground, rolling around in agony.

O-shaped aprons are acceptable, but they must be worn by pretty girls.

No, I don't want that old man's O-shaped apron! I'll have nightmares if I see it! Right now, he desperately needs a pair of innocent eyes that have never seen such cult scenes!

"Yu! Yu, what's wrong? Cheer up!"

"Iori, I'm about to pass out. Let's drink together again next time... next time!"

"No! No way! Yu!!!"

Kneeling on the ground, holding Miyazawa Yu's weak and trembling hand, Kitahara Iori roared angrily at the three members of the O-shaped apron group: "Damn it! Look what you've done! Yu has left us!"

"You acted so well! Should the Pab Club put on a play for the next summer festival?"

"No, it should be a hangover headache, right? Remember to go to the toilet if you feel nauseous."

"That's completely wrong! It's all because of what you guys wore!"

With her hands forming a large X in front of her chest, Iori resolutely says no to the evil forces, determined to give her dead brothers an explanation!

"Oh? Hahahaha—"

They exchanged glances, as if they had finally learned the truth, and the three apron-clad O-men burst into laughter.

Unable to suppress a smile, Juryujiro explained, "I see. This is because we have guests coming later, so we're preparing for the diving. Everyone down there is wearing swim trunks, so don't worry!"

"real!"

Startled awake from his deathbed, Miyazawa Yu, who had seemingly died with his eyes exploding, stared at Juryujiro with suspicion, wanting a definite answer.

"Yes! Really!" Yi Lingqi said.

"Seriously, and it's not like Yu hasn't seen it before!"

Faced with his foolish junior, Ryujiro Kotobuki gave him a reliable smile and his signature thumbs-up.

Seeing this, Miyazawa Yu finally lowered her guard and was pulled up by Iori. She sighed with relief, as if she had escaped a disaster, "That's true, but an O-body and an O-body apron are completely different! This concerns my dream of becoming the King of the Crystal Palace! Please be careful!"

"Oh! What a twisted statement!"

"Gentlemen! Can you tell me something?"

Just as Miyazawa Yu was enjoying a harmonious and friendly time with his seniors, the voice of Kotegawa Nanaka suddenly came from the inner room.

Upon hearing this, the two seniors who had been called and Toshio Kotegawa turned around simultaneously, revealing their firm and full buttocks, and loudly replied, "Huh? What's wrong?"