Fresh, unconventional, and righteous!

"My dear sister, if we set aside their somewhat complicated interpersonal relationships..."

Shirai Kuroko crossed her arms and rested them under her chin, striking an analyst's pose: "These people will definitely become very good friends."

Just like that half-baked detective from the city and Philip, it's practically a perfect match!! (For super-exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Their personalities are a perfect match.

"But the key problem is that we simply can't let go of it..."

Misaka Mikoto sighed deeply: "As long as Fukudojima-senpai is still pursuing Otsuya-senpai, the relationship can only get very complicated."

She really couldn't understand it, given that Busujima-senpai knew that Otoya-senpai's hobbies were homosexual.

Why won't you give up?!

[The next day, at the restaurant where I worked—]

"Eating and drinking extravagantly, and playing guitar after getting out of the water..." Busujima recalled the information he had received last night and was also considering future countermeasures.

"This isn't referring to the person who actually accomplishes these things, but rather to the person who enjoys creating this kind of atmosphere."

"It seems necessary to put it into practice—"

Thinking of this, Busujima opened the locker room door and saw Iori with a wetsuit draped over her shoulders, a sake bottle in one hand, and a guitar around her neck.

"Just to ask, what do you plan to do with these?"

"Huh? Are you blind?" Iori glanced down at the props she had prepared; her meaning was clear enough.

"Wearing a diving suit, pretending to have just surfaced, slowly playing the guitar, and finally downing it in one gulp..."

"Wait a minute! Dude! This is a restaurant, not a beach in Palau. Why are you pretending you just surfaced?"

"Iori! Look at Busujima-senpai's comprehension skills, they're so sophisticated—why is your comprehension still stuck at the literal level!"

Seeing Iori's bewildering outfit that combined the three elements of "ocean," "alcohol," and "music," everyone was stunned and couldn't help but sigh.

There are so many things to complain about, I don't even know where to begin.

Diving suit + alcohol + him?

Is this divine trinity the winning outfit for some kind of bizarre human behavior award?

The most fatal problem is—

This is supposed to be a restaurant! Wearing a diving suit here is just too weird! Unbelievable!

Chapter 1414 Playing guitar in a restaurant while wearing a diving suit? That's insane!!

Looking at Iori's ridiculous outfit, Busujima sighed, not even bothering to comment, and simply pulled out his spiked club: "Just be straightforward, stick your butt out yourself."

To be fair, Iori's suggestion...

It's not that it's bad, but it's utterly useless, even less useful than torn pantyhose.

However, Iori was clearly extremely dissatisfied with Busujima's complete rejection: "How will we know the result if we don't try?!"

Busujima put down the spiked club in his hand and casually replied without any concern, "Then go ahead and give it a try."

"Fine, you just wait!!" Iori was clearly provoked by the distrustful look in the other person's eyes, and grabbed her equipment, dashing off in a flash.

"Wait, where did you pull that spiked club out of, Busujima-senpai? Does that make sense?"

"I get it. In this world, anyone can pull out dangerous gadgets like they're out of a four-dimensional pocket... Even Conan wouldn't be able to find the murder weapon."

Aside from the extremely intimidating spiked club in Busujima's hand, what shocked everyone the most was Iori's intention to put his theory into practice.

"247" is planning to go and test it out, bro!

Arakawa Under the Bridge World

Looking at Iori's outrageous outfit, which forcibly combined elements of "ocean explorer," "street drunkard," and "wandering singer," the air by the river seemed to freeze.

"Pfft-"

"Hahaha…"

A burst of undisguised, disdainful laughter shattered the silence.

"Hey, hey, hey, is this for real?" Xingxing, wearing a hood and holding a guitar, leaned back in an exaggerated pose, her tone full of mockery.

"Is he really planning to experiment in the restaurant? No way, really??"

"Really..." Even this time, the recruitment drive was unusually aligned with Xingxing. He rubbed his forehead, shaking his head with a helpless smile.

"Only a complete idiot would think this kind of design could succeed, right?"

"Can't you use your alcohol-filled brain even a little bit to think about the practical feasibility?!"

The two, working in unison, relentlessly criticized Iori's reckless declaration, "How will you know if you don't try?"

In their view, this wasn't practice; it was a high-stakes gamble with lives and all of society's credit...

You know it if you think about it.

Pretending to have just finished diving, carrying a guitar, and then drinking heavily in a restaurant? What other result could there be besides being pointed at and gossiped about by other customers as a walking oddball?

"So handsome!"

"Yes, yes, he's so handsome... Wait, what??"

The mocking expressions on the faces of Zhaobingmaimai and Xingxing, who had just been working at full speed, froze instantly. Like rusty gears, they turned their heads with extreme stiffness.

Xiao Shan, who was usually reserved and delicate like a doll, suddenly had a bright light shining in her eyes.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the bizarre figure running wildly on the screen, and repeated with certainty, "Yeah, so cool."

"Well... well... now that I think about it carefully..." The recruiter's expression instantly became extremely unnatural, his lips twitching as he tried to forcefully change his stance.

"That outfit... well, it's not entirely... useless... don't you think, Star?"

Xiao Shan silently extended a finger, pointing downstream, and calmly stated the fact: "If you're talking about stars, they're over there."

Looking in the direction the finger was pointing, one could see that they were recruiting soldiers and buying horses.

Suddenly, the star transformed into a real shooting star, carrying a kind of heroic determination, kicking up dust on the river's pebble beach, and rushing away without looking back.

"I'm going to find a wetsuit right now—!!"

"Damn it!! That's despicable, Xingxing!" Zhaobingmaima was completely out of control and shouted as he ran wildly toward the bridge pier.

They were probably searching for props that could disguise themselves as having "just surfaced."

Xiao Shan remained sitting quietly in the same spot, gazing into the distance with anticipation in her eyes, and whispered to herself, "Hmm, it will definitely be very handsome."

In fact, Iori did indeed put into practice her boastful plan to Busujima in front of Otoya without hesitation.

He was wearing that soaking wet wetsuit, strumming his guitar noisily, while simultaneously pouring alcohol boldly from the bottle...

[He's like a wild artist who just got pulled out of the sea and headed straight for a restaurant.]

As for the result—

"Something's wrong, Sakura-san." Otoya seemed worried. "It looks like Kitahara-kun hit his head."

Having realized what had happened, Busujima was utterly speechless: "That idiot actually did it."

“So—” Instead of disgust, a sense of responsibility and determination ignited on Otsuya’s face: “I will take extra care of him!”

Before he could finish speaking, he had already dashed off like a gust of wind to find Iori.

"Eh...wait..." Busujima's smile froze instantly. Unconvinced, she quickly followed and cautiously observed the situation from behind the door.

[Ottoya was seen flitting around Iori like a busy little bee, constantly showering her with attention...]

"Do you have a headache?"

"Do you have a fever?"

"Do you want me to take you home?!"

Looking into Otoya's clear eyes, which almost only reflected the idiot Iori, while he himself, standing beside her, seemed completely invisible...

The string of reason in Busujima's heart finally snapped completely.

He lunged forward, gripping Iori's neck tightly, and roared in furious defiance, "Why did you get to do it so easily?!"

"Don't worry, Otsuya from 'Head Damaged' is how he was born! If he really hits his head, he might actually become more normal."

"Give up, Otsuya! With the current level of medical technology, idiots can't be cured..."

Seeing that Iori's outrageous antics on the screen actually earned her Otsuya's meticulous care, the onlookers, while bursting into laughter, couldn't help but feel a touch of awe in their eyes.

He actually dared to put into practice a plan that would make you cringe so badly you'd want to dig your toes out of Palau just by imagining it!

It can only be said that Poison Island-senpai's loss was not unjustified—(For super exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

She spent ages studying tactics and analyzing the atmosphere, only to find that Iori just drove a suicide truck and destroyed the crystal!

Who could have imagined this?

Another World Quartet World

Subaru Natsuki sighed with a complicated expression, "I never expected that Iori-senpai's plan would actually work!"

Iori-senpai always manages to produce strange results in inexplicable places...

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