"In the end, even though we sped up, we still stayed the night at Fukui-san's house..."
The next morning, in front of GrandBlue, Miyazawa Yuu rolled out of the back seat of the car with a sore back and empty eyes, facing the ground and refusing to get up.
The truth proves that even a muscle-bound man will be ruined when faced with tons of farm work!
The main thing is that this kind of muscle soreness is the type that doesn't hurt much at the time, but will torment you until you doubt life the morning after!
"Yuu, the ground is dirty if you lie there!"
"But we at least found a supplier, didn't we~ Fukui-san is willing to sell us ingredients at a super low price!"
Poking her head out of the car, Azusa Hamaoka deeply empathized with Yuu. To find the feeling of twisting a person's neck, she worked especially hard, and now both her arms felt like they weren't her own.
"So, I'll be coming to freeload meals often from now on, for the sake of our labor fruits!"
"Welcome..."
Too tired to lift his head, Miyazawa Yuu could only stubbornly give a thumbs-up in response.
Seeing that Yuu was half-wrecked and in no mood to talk, and Azusa Hamaoka's clothes were completely filthy, Toshio Kotegawa opened the trunk and called to Nanaka: "In that case, I'll take Azusa home first. Nanaka, the vegetables in the trunk are up to you."
"Yes!"
Giving a helpless, bitter smile, Nanaka Kotegawa carried two baskets of cabbage out of the trunk, then waved goodbye to the tired Azusa who was lying in the back seat of the car.
"Phew... Yuu, you should get up. Take a shower and get some proper sleep in bed!"
"Yes, I know..."
Struggling twice, Miyazawa Yuu shakily and with difficulty stood up. Without even the mood to appreciate Nanaka's beautiful rear, he stumbled, unlocked the door, and entered the house.
Since it was still quite early, the entire GrandBlue was currently shrouded in a dim light.
There were no senpais wildly drinking or partying, and no familiar Iori or Chisa. The quiet atmosphere was somewhat unsettling!
"Eek..."
Suddenly, a shiver ran through him. Miyazawa Yuu's face showed discomfort; he felt like something big was about to happen. So he hurried up the stairs, wanting to shower and sleep quickly.
After all, as long as he lost consciousness fast enough, the danger couldn't catch up to him!
However, just a second before pulling open the bathroom door, the slightly ajar room next door instantly caught his attention. If he remembered correctly, that should be Chisa's room.
Chisa is sleeping with her door not closed? She usually locks it, right!
Thinking this, the curiosity for the unknown, inherent in the human genome, instantly awakened. Miyazawa Yuu unhesitatingly chose the former between obvious self-destruction and calm sleep!
After all, if the people of the Pab Club don't court disaster, they might as well be hung up on the wall to be air-dried like salted fish!
"Um, Chisa, are you still asleep?"
Cautiously teleporting to Chisa's room door, Miyazawa Yuu listened on the ground for two seconds, confirmed that there were no footsteps inside, and then gently pulled the door open.
The next second, when he clearly saw the scene inside the room, an excessive sense of bizarre absurdity instantly rushed into his brain, nailing him to the spot.
The room lights were on and it was messy, as if it had just been through some horrific struggle.
More importantly, two people were lying on Chisa's large bed, stacked on top of each other. Although their clothes were still intact, that guy Iori was definitely pressing tightly against Chisa!
Not only that, but that bastard's hand was also very spiritually holding Chisa's wrist!
This scene clearly was...
"Assault... Attempted assault!!!"
Terrified, he recoiled half a step, his pupils dilated. Miyazawa Yuu had long known that Iori was a scumbag pervert, but he never expected that this guy would be so unqualified!
Chisa is someone they see every day, someone close to them. How could he have the nerve to lay a hand on her! Who gave him the courage to do this!!!
"Wait..."
Knowing he was a pervert, yet leaving the girl alone at home, leaving Chisa helpless and without anyone to call when she couldn't resist, with no one to cry out to for help...
His finger slowly pointed at himself. Miyazawa Yuu was shocked to find that the big bad guy described above was completely him!
He was the one who gave Iori the opportunity to attack, making Chisa suffer this ordeal!
"Then... let me at least correct the mistake!"
Clenching his jaw, Miyazawa Yuu tremblingly pulled out his phone from his pocket, fighting back tears and wildly snapping pictures of Chisa's and Iori's closely placed faces and entangled bodies.
"Hmm... it's so bright. Is it morning already?"
With the frequent kacha sounds and flashlights, Chisa Kotegawa, who was already a light sleeper, was naturally woken up.
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she felt like she was having sleep paralysis. Not only was something heavy on her, but she also couldn't breathe in her chest.
It wasn't until she saw Iori, drooling, pressing on her chest that she suddenly remembered what had happened last night. Her face flushed, and she immediately shook her head and waved her hand in one smooth motion, preparing to hit Iori awake!
However, her slender hand was intercepted precisely by another hand just as it was halfway through the swing.
"Yuu! Yuu?!"
"Chisa, I know you're furious right now, but if you hit him and it's ruled as a mutual fight, everything will be ruined. Please endure it for a moment!"
Wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes, Miyazawa Yuu explained with a face full of sorrow, while also taking a close-up shot of Chisa's pajamas, which were soaked with drool.
These were the most powerful evidence of Iori's atrocities, and they would definitely send this pervert to jail for three to five years, preventing him from continuing to harm society!
"Wait, what are you saying, Yuu, and why are you taking pictures!"
"To preserve evidence, of course! Chisa, let me tell you, criminals these days are very cunning! You must protect yourself!"
"Hold on a..."
Pointing to Miyazawa Yuu's still-flashing phone, Chisa Kotegawa suddenly realized something, and her sleepy eyes immediately widened into circles.
"You wouldn't have taken pictures of me before I woke up, would you?"
"Of course! Otherwise, how can we send Iori to jail..."
"Delete them now!!!"
Shaking with shame, Chisa didn't know what position or expression she had been in at first, but it was definitely super intimate with Iori!
If those photos were kept on someone else's phone, she would probably suffer sleepless nights and live in the shadows for the rest of her life!
"Ah..."
Miyazawa Yuu froze for a moment, not understanding why Chisa was so resistant to the idea of sending Iori to jail.
But seeing the blush flying across the girl's cheeks, a sudden realization sparked in his head. This was probably what's called victim shame!
Choosing to silently endure the pain just because the victim is ashamed of the reality of being bullied!
"Gulp... Chisa, I know this is hard to accept..."
"Then delete the photos now!"
"But!"
His eyes suddenly became determined. Miyazawa Yuu pressed on Chisa's shoulder and loudly stated righteously: "If you don't accept reality, you'll never be able to climb out of the mud. So, those photos absolutely cannot be deleted!"
"Dame!"
Since she couldn't talk him out of it, Chisa Kotegawa could only let tears well up in her eyes and directly reach out to snatch the phone. In any case, she absolutely could not let anyone else know what had happened!
"Heh~ too slow, Chisa."
Dodging Chisa's attack in two steps and retreating to the room door, Miyazawa Yuu gently shook his head with a compassionate demeanor, "Just wait, the police will give you ju..."
"Shine!"
His words were only half-said when Miyazawa Yuu was struck squarely in the face by a flying pillow. The rest of his sentence was directly swallowed back into his stomach.
As the familiar scream of the scumbag rang out, he instantly squared his stance, putting his arms in front of his head.
The heavy showdown between a fist and muscle instantly erupted with astonishing air currents, but this time, the muscle actually lost!
"Tch, is the lactic acid buildup too severe to exert any force?"
Blasted directly into the hallway, Miyazawa Yuu leaned against the wall, tossed the pillow off his face, and clicked his tongue in frustration. His battle-ready eyes stared intently at the monster Iori, who was exuding a dark aura.
"But with just this level, you can't defeat me!"
"Is that so?"
A terrifying red light flashed in his eyes. Instead of pressing the advantage, Iori Kitahara turned sideways and extended an arm covered in Araki-style muscles and a single finger.
"You! Are already a dead man!"
"Nani?!"
A dangerous presence flashed from the side. Miyazawa Yuu only had time to turn his head halfway when the familiar orange short hair had already disappeared in his blind spot.
What followed was a sharp pain at the back of his neck, accompanied by a dizzying sensation of his head swelling, and his vision rapidly dimming.
"Didn't I already tell you... to delete the photos!"
Her fingers curled into claws, Chisa Kotegawa, clad in a dark aura and expressionless, threw the plastic-wrapped English dictionary she was holding. "Why won't you just listen!"
"Good job, Chisa! Now, as long as we delete this guy's photos..."
"Voice assistant, send the first seven photos in the album to the Line group [Pab Diving Club]!"
Clinging to his last breath, Miyazawa Yuu's mouth curled into a cold, triumphant smile—He had already been ambushed twice. Did they really think he would be completely defenseless a third time?
Come on! Witness the miracle of the scumbag's body—Adaptability! Initiate!!!
"Understood. Related messages have been sent. Do you need anything else, Master?"
"What! He still had energy left?"
Stomping violently on Yuu's side, Chisa Kotegawa was surprised by this guy's high resistance. At the same time, she grabbed the former's phone, anxiously trying to recall the message she had just sent.
However...
"It's already too late. I admit you guys are stronger right now, but I'm not the only beast in the Pab Club... Ah, hiss! Don't twist while you stomp! Muscle soreness is agonizing!"
"What's the password?"
Completely ignoring what that bastard Yuu was saying, Chisa only wanted to delete the message before anyone saw it!
It's only a little past six in the morning. Most of the Pab Club should still be hungover, which means there's a lot of room for salvage!
"My birthday! It's my birthday!"
"You're smart enough. Yuu's birthday is..."
Her hand, poised to enter the password, stopped less than a millimeter above the screen. Chisa Kotegawa gritted her teeth and stomped again, "Yuu, what exactly is your birthday?"
"It's April fifth, Chisa-chan~"
"Oh, so it's April fifth..."
Looking at Nanaka-san, whose eyes had completely lost their highlight and was holding her phone displaying a screenshot of the Pab Club group chat, Iori and Chisa instantly felt a flood of crushing pressure wash over them.
That's right! Although Yuu is the most formidable person on the surface of the Pab Club, there is still a Queen lurking behind the scenes!
"Sister! Listen to my explanation!"
"Gulp... I'm dead!"