"Honestly! I can't take it anymore. Wrestling has almost completely used up my energy, but Onee-chan's bass still wasn't up to scratch!"
Familiarly turning the villa's front door open, Busujima Kyoko dragged her last breath and drifted onto the sofa, burying her entire self in it. Covered in smelly sweat, the sight made Busujima Sakurako's fingertips itch, wishing to punch her!
One must know that silk sofa cushions couldn't go in the washing machine. As temporary residents, they undoubtedly should have done the cleaning work before running away, and the job of hand-washing the cushions would very likely fall to herself!
"Well~ But it's great. Silver Jirou... Manager still agreed to our band performance in the end, didn't he!"
"True..."
Pulling her little head out from the sofa, Busujima Kyoko, wearing a cat mouth smile, opened her embrace toward Rin-chan and urged: "To celebrate, Rin-chan, please give me a hug!"
"No way! You're covered in smelly sweat and also smell of yakiniku, you're filthy. Hurry up and take a shower instead!"
Leaning her head back, it fully proved that Miyazawa Rin's disgust was not just talk.
Outside, this little fellow was clamoring to celebrate, but then turned around and attacked her older brother's small coffers, ate a meal of yakiniku, and sang karaoke, not at all looking like her energy was drained by wrestling!
Although the methods were very righteous, right now her own voice was still hoarse. Forget acting cute, she barely even had the energy to breathe. She'd better quickly wash up and go to sleep!
The two sisters of the Hayashi family felt very much the same about this. In the end, both were usually good girls and didn't have Kyoko's abundant energy.
Dragging their tired bodies, everyone went upstairs without hesitation to wash up and rest, leaving only Busujima Kyoko whacking around in the living room for a long while. Seeing that no one paid attention, she then stood up crossly.
"What else could I do... The training from that dark-skinned woman is very strict. How could it be possible to endure if I didn't eat some yakiniku..."
Muttering pitifully to herself, she also let out a yawn as she turned off the lights and walked upstairs.
Both sides of the dim hallway were filled with closed doors. Japanese people generally have a super strong sense of privacy; in the villa, even the door gaps were treated, with only a faint light leaking out.
Feeling a sudden shiver throughout her body, Busujima Kyoko felt that while the villa was both large and grand to live in, going downstairs to look for a glass of water when few people were around felt extraordinarily terrifying!
Unconsciously quickening her pace, she pushed open the door to her and her sister's room with her head down, rushing in shouting.
"Onee-chan! Let's take a bath together!"
"..."
The completely empty room had only the ceiling light shining alone. The young girl's shouting received no response. What entered her vision were only two sets of soaked pink fabrics on the bed.
It proved that wearing too little in the middle of summer wasn't a good thing, because with one careless move, the inner lining would be transformed into a sweat stain Plus version, obtaining a Buff that was special to certain groups but at the same time lost attractiveness to the majority of people.
"Eh?"
...
"Kyoko's problem is solved, the band is in an orderly fashion, and the visa is also within grasp. All that remains is that boy Miyuki..."
In the bathroom on the other side, Miyazawa Yuu rarely had a moment of leisure to think about the current situation.
The next itinerary was already very clear. After helping Miyuki solve his self-confidence problem, he could escape Tokyo, then head off to his mother-in-law's side without looking back.
But the problem was stuck right here. Shirogane Miyuki's inferiority complex came from his family background and his long-established personality. Without a concrete example placed before him, it was probably very hard for him to summon the courage.
The more he thought, the more of a headache he got. Miyazawa Yuu closed his eyes, grabbed the hanging bath towel, wiped off the remaining water casually, and then emerged as a 'sleeping beauty,' deciding to just take it one step at a time...
"Ying—!"
"Hmm?"
Just as he walked out of the bathroom, he heard a sound that was not quite right. Miyazawa Yuu wiped dry the remaining water droplets on his head and looked into the room, only to see that Busujima had actually invaded at some point.
However, as a member of the Pab club, he didn't feel the slightest bit of shyness about his completely defenseless attire, but instead walked to the bedside with indifference and kick the mattress twice dissatisfied.
"Hey, Busujima! At this hour, what kind of monkey business are you up to?! I'm telling you, if you cause trouble, I'll throw you directly outside for the night!"
"Tch! Couldn't your attitude be just a little bit better, bird-swinging freak!"
"Although you're saying something completely correct, I still have to remind you whether you've clearly seen whose room this is!"
His reputation was suffering damage, but Miyazawa Yuu was already used to it. After all, after joining the Pab club, something like reputation was like shards of glass thrown into a trash can.
Whether it was swinging his 'bird' or drinking while naked, regardless, right now he had only one demand, and that was for Busujima to be a bit good!
He would let bygones be bygones regarding her seducing him on the train, but if she was thinking, now that her younger sister's trouble was solved, of making it a double and preparing to make another move, he was going to implement just punishment methods!
"..."
Staring at Miyazawa Yuu for two seconds, Busujima Sakurako also hadn't not sampled the three-views-shattering Pab club naked pyramid drinking, consequently her degree of acceptance toward naked bodies was terrifyingly high.
But once she thought about what was going to happen next, she still couldn't help but get embarrassed by the plot being mentally simulated in her mind, and her face uncontrollably turned to the side.
"It... it's not an attack. It's about my previous matters, there are still some things I want to consult with you!"
Barely cobbling together a reasonable excuse, Busujima Sakurako, with a red face, patted the mattress beside her and goaded: "The girl isn't even afraid! Yu, what are you as a boy worried about, I can't really do anything to you!"
"Nonsense! A boy outside also has to protect himself well, especially when he's outside and there's a bad woman by his side!"
As his mouth said this, seeing that Busujima with her thin arms and thin legs truly posed no threat to himself, Miyazawa Yuu still doubtfully sat down beside the other, with a trace of concern revealed in his gaze.
In the end, they had lived together for two or three days. Helping Busujima with a small favor would be treated like loving wild animals—it was very reasonable!
And...
His gaze locking on the great white legs with a style vastly different from Onee-san Nanaka's, Miyazawa Yuu seriously lowered his head to feign deep thought and said: "Speak, is there anything I can help with?"
"Yeah, actually it's nothing much, just..."
Crossing her legs to stack their fullness together, Busujima Sakurako let out a long breath of relief that while this guy Yu didn't have much interest in breasts, he seemed to have very appreciative desires toward leg shapes.
Her right hand hiding beside her slowly reached toward the bottom of her skirt. While raising the nightgown's hem to attract attention, she tightly gripped a certain black and thick object.
Although she knew she was no match and had already stopped planning to compete with that damn woman, since her own heart was moved plus she'd labored digging at the corner of the wall for so long, no matter how you said it, she had to make one final struggle!
Even if not for concrete gain then just for self-respect, even if this time it succeeded, she would merely be sampling the flavor, absolutely not becoming emotionally attached!
"Zzzt!"
Electric arcs jumped from the metal rod. Miyazawa Yuu was immersed in critical aesthetic appreciation one second, and the next second the hairs on his neck all stood up, giving crazy warnings.
This kind of feeling of fear, clearly only when facing the despicable scumbag duo would it be barely triggered!
But right now was obviously not the time to fret over details. Buttock force a flying spin three and a half turns, a Miyazawa Yuu superhero classic landing! Unfortunately, the bath towel was permanently left in Busujima's hand.
"Tch~ Really sharp, didn't even succeed with this... But now Yu, you also have no way to escape, right?"
Grasping the bath towel in her hand and pausing for two seconds, Busujima Sakurako let out a light sigh and slowly stood up. The terrifying scumbag aura instantly spread throughout the room completely.
Since she had already been discovered, then she wouldn't act anymore, and simply displayed the suspicious black metal object in her hand grandly—a ladies' self-defense taser (Power UP!!!).
"Just outside the door is the corridor everyone uses in common. Yu also doesn't want me to shout out, and your image in the younger sisters' hearts will go crack..."
Looking with lingering fear as Busujima stood up and made a fist, a gesture that looked like she had crushed something, Miyazawa Yuu's hand which was quietly feeling for the doorknob slowly shrank back again.
"No, impossible! Such a thorough plan, you are not Busujima! Who exactly are you?!"
"No no no~人家 [This one] is Busujima that's right!"
Placing her finger on her lips, Busujima Sakurako's mouth curved in a broken arc as she slowly walked forward while explaining: "It's just that I consulted Yu's good friends for opinions, the type like how to frame Yu to make you break up!"
"Nani?!"
His eyes were startled wide, Miyazawa Yuu could only say it wasn't strange then. If it had the handwriting of Yamamoto and that group of guys, no matter what degree of despicableness the plan was, it wouldn't be excessive!
At this time he also finally sampled the origin of the scumbag aura! That's right! Yamamoto, Nojima, and also Mitarai, the souls of this group of guys were currently together with Busujima!
"Ah~ But they originally proposed that it would be even more effective while naked, but I refused it!"
"How is it that only this point is a bit pity..."
"Words are useless!"
"Ya!!!"
Stepping out with her long legs, the room only had this small amount of space, and Yu wouldn't use brute force on her either. Busujima Sakurako, relying on his favoritism, was completely without fear as she gave free rein to pouring out her emotions!
Tonight! She was going to cast off her past on this bastard and truly grow up!
"Eh? Is that so? But it's already agreed that it must be Yu who's proactive, so Sakurako has fouled!"
Just as in the second after Busujima Sakurako leaped high, the door was pulled open without any omen. Miyazawa Yuu was currently help-lessly blocking with both hands in front of his chest to resist, when suddenly the light in front of him was entirely blocked!
Carefully opening one eye, who could the savior in front of him be other than Azusa-senpai!
"Azusa-senpai! Help!!!"
"Yes yes~ Azusa-senpai mobilizing."