The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

Upon seeing this, Kitahara Iori subconsciously bent down, picked it up, and unfolded it. It turned out to be a super complete collection of older sister-themed photo books, which was also one of Miyazawa Yu's most prized possessions.

"Iori... what are you holding in your hand?"

"!"

The voice of Nanaka Kotegawa came from behind him. Kitahara Iori was startled and turned around instinctively, hurriedly trying to explain that this was not the room he had cleaned.

They completely forgot what they were holding in their hands.

"No! Nanaka-nee, this is..."

"Sister type...wait! After all, Iori is a boy too, that's normal! It's normal!"

I thought Iori was just an energetic college student, but I never expected that he would like older women!

The blush that had been on her cheeks suddenly spread to her neck. Nanaka Kotegawa turned around tremblingly, her limbs stiff, but she fled as fast as she could.

No! She needs to call her friend to confirm if this is really normal.

"Wait! Nanaka-nee!"

After taking two steps, Kitahara Iori's mood instantly plummeted, and her whole body was enveloped in a thick layer of grayish-white aura.

"How is it, Iori?"

"Not bad, right?"

"The magazine is mine, so remember to return it to me!"

Glaring at the clueless bastards who dared to give her a thumbs-up, Kitahara Iori ripped the book in half with a forceful tug.

"You three beasts!"

"Ah!!! My treasure! Iori, prepare to die!"

Seeing his older sister, who had been with him for a long time, flying everywhere, Miyazawa Yu's eyes widened in fury. He immediately rushed out and pinned that bastard Iori back into the room.

"Speak! If you want to keep that piece of flesh as a keepsake for your family, forget about saving face!"

"It's all because you threw the magazine at me! Nanaka-nee will think I'm a pervert!"

"Ha! Aren't you a pervert?!"

He grabbed Iori's head and started drilling into it furiously. He had made up his mind! He would use this perverted brain to pay tribute to his older sister!

"Well, Yu, spare Iori's life. He can give you the book later. So, the operation failed?"

Upon entering the room, Shinji Tokita stepped forward and separated the two who were fighting.

Hearing him say that, Kitahara Iori, disregarding his own life, angrily pointed at the room full of the teacher's works and asked a soul-searching question.

"What's wrong with your brains! How could you possibly think this kind of room would be successful!"

"Huh? Don't most parents feel that their children have grown up when they see their collections?"

"I want a different kind of growing up!"

Kneeling on the ground, her breathing was almost nonexistent. Even though she was about to be strangled to death by Miyazawa Yu, Kitahara Iori still managed to utter her final, hoarse song.

"Hey, Yu. If this keeps up, Iori will die. He may have a lot of problems, but he doesn't deserve to die!"

"Tch! I get it, you troublesome guy! What kind of room do you want anyway!"

After getting off Iori, Miyazawa Yu clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and then rubbed his hand on the bed that Iori had just made, as if he had picked up something unclean.

"Cough cough, you scoundrel! All I want is something ordinary! A room like a normal college student's room is fine!"

With two light coughs, Kitahara Iori narrowly escaped death.

However, since he had torn up Miyazawa Yu's treasured items first, this could be considered a tit-for-tat exchange.

"What? This works?"

"Then why didn't you say so sooner?"

"Even if I didn't make things clear beforehand, the room shouldn't have been turned into this mess!"

Realizing that asking her seniors for help decorating her room was a mistake, Kitahara Iori waved her hand and prepared to kick out the three unreliable guys and tidy up the room herself.

"Please, it was my fault! Anyway, I'll clean up the mess myself. Please take these with you!"

"Huh? So I'll really take it?"

"Is not this nonsensical?"

"In that case, you can give me the gift I originally planned to give Iori! Consider it part of the interest!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Miyazawa Yu reached out to Juryujiro for the disc, and the latter readily handed him the gift he had prepared for Iori.

However, when the hand tried to pull back, an extremely strong resistance came.

"Wait a minute! This is my gift to you, isn't it!"

"Don't you want it?"

"I don't recall saying anything like that!"

Holding the disc case, Kitahara Iori smiled kindly.

Just kidding, how could I easily hand over such a precious gift from my senior? It's a rare intellectual feast!

"Scumbag!"

"Each each other!"

Although he could use all his strength to snatch the box, Miyazawa Yu couldn't guarantee that the discs inside wouldn't be damaged.

After a brief standoff, he could only back down and suggest, "In that case, let's watch it together! I'll return it to you after we're done, how about that?"

"Hooray! Just what I wanted!"

After the struggle paused and a consensus was reached, Miyazawa Yu let go of Kitahara Iori and allowed her to take the disc.

The latter's eyes sharpened, and he solemnly placed it into the computer's drive disk. Soon, an unhealthy sound filled the room.

On the other side, Chisa Kotegawa pulled out a still-usable small box from the storage room.

Thinking that Iori had just moved in and probably didn't have any storage furniture yet, she decided to go to Iori's room to ask if she needed any.

However, when she got to the door of Iori's room, she noticed that there seemed to be a lot of noise inside. Was she still packing her luggage?

Thinking this, she pushed open the door and went in without any precautions.

"Iori, here's something I was going to throw away. If you can use it—"

"Oh! Yes!"

"Oh! Yes! Yes!"

"That's amazing! That's amazing!!!"

"..."

Looking at the four bastards huddled around the computer in the room, Chisa Kotegawa's eyes instantly turned contemptuous.

To hold a group of people to commit adultery in broad daylight in their own home—Iori has truly gone completely corrupt! Unforgivable!

"Hmm, seventy-eight points!"

"Is it impossible to get a perfect score on this? I'm very confident!"

"It seems that Tokita-senpai's taste needs improvement. This kind of thing without a plot is simply cult classic!"

Disliking Western women, Yu Miyazawa isn't very interested in movies on her computer.

Just as his gaze was wandering, a chance glance back revealed Qian Sha, her body engulfed in black flames.

He swallowed hard, his heart pounding as the other person approached step by step with the small wooden cabinet in hand. Fortunately, Chisa's target didn't seem to be him.

Adhering to the basic virtue of the Pab Department of "better to die than to die yourself," he immediately covered his mouth and chose to watch the whole process of Chisa putting the cabinet on Iori's head.

Chapter 22 Freshmen's Rooms: Freshmen Create Them!

"Now there's no way to clear this up!"

With the cabinet passing right up to his head, Kitahara Iori's voice muffled against the cabinet wall.

Moreover, the direction he was facing was wrong; he was completely facing away from Miyazawa Yu and the two seniors.

"Hey, Iori, we're over here!"

"Sorry! Please wait a moment."

Watching Iori turn around first, and then turn the cabinet around and open it with a serious expression, Miyazawa Yu was having a very hard time suppressing his laughter!

However, Iori deserves to be in such a bad situation. Who would invite their cousin to watch porn with them after being caught watching porn?

Chisa was already showing mercy by not reporting the harassment to the police and having Iori arrested.

"Yu Miyazawa, what are you laughing at?"

"I remembered something happy!"

"What happy thing?"

Rolling up his sleeves, Kitahara Iori flashed over and grabbed Miyazawa Yu's shoulder, his eyes glaring menacingly.

If the latter utters another sarcastic remark, he will use a rocket headbutt to take this scoundrel down with him!

I'm determined to let Yuya experience what it's like to have a wooden cabinet smashed on his head!

"Ahem! Getting back to the point, I'll help you tidy up the room! Please spare my life!"

Clearing his throat twice, Miyazawa Yu saw the anger rising in Iori's eyes and quickly hid his smile, sincerely begging for forgiveness.

Feeling frustrated and unable to vent her anger, Iori was too embarrassed to cause Yu any more trouble, so she could only push the jerk away and refuse him in a bad mood.

"That won't be necessary. I need to quickly restore this filthy room to its original state. You all may leave now!"

"Wait, Iori!"

"How can you say that! Where do you think we'll save face?!"

"And I live right next door!"

Iori actually refused to help!

Jujiro and Shinji Tokita's expressions immediately turned serious—

That won't do! Their Pab club emphasizes mutual respect and cooperation. Whether in life or diving, the most important thing is mutual trust among partners!

As their seniors (comrades), they have a responsibility to nip this seed of doubt in the bud!

"No! Your attitude will only cause me trouble! Please leave!"

Sandwiched between the two seniors and three burly men, Kitahara Iori shivered, a bad premonition rising within him, and he refused to budge an inch.

"In that case... how about another one?"

"There's really no other way! I'll trust you one more time!"

Unfortunately, this persistence did not last long. At that time, Shinji Tahara reluctantly offered another film as a bribe, and Kitahara Iori was immediately swayed by it.

"Iori! Could you come and lend a hand for a moment?"

Just then, Toshio Kotegawa's voice came from downstairs. Iori stuffed the film into his clothes and gave a thumbs-up to the three people in the room.

"Please, I'm begging you! Remember to look like a freshman!"

"Leave it to us, we'll definitely furnish you with the perfect room for a freshman."

"Don't worry, just go to the shop and lend a hand! Helping out is an important part of boarding school life."

With a click, the door closed.

Miyazawa Yu immediately withdrew her thumb and discussed with the two seniors, "When it comes to freshmen's rooms, it's definitely more appropriate to let experienced people take care of them!"

"That's right! Yu, you haven't tidied your room yet, so we're out of that category. That leaves us with only Kohei!"

"Alright! I'll call him over right away!"

After quickly finalizing the plan, Miyazawa Yu took out his phone and dialed Imamura Kohei's number.

Tempted by the "possible" prospect of a matchmaking event with beautiful high school girls, the latter rushed to Iori's room. After learning the details, she tossed her hair, confidently patted her chest, and readily agreed.

"What?! So that's how it is! Watch me!"

"Hmm! As expected, Kohei is the most reliable. We're counting on you from now on! Do you have any plans?"