The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

Miyazawa Yu froze instantly, his hand holding the special oolong tea neither able to extend further nor retract.

For a moment, I stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"If Chisa-chan doesn't want it, then I'll give it to her."

As she walked by, Hamaoka Azusa, who had been standing at the frying station for a long time, saw this and reached out to take the oolong tea to moisten her throat.

But if I let her drink the special oolong tea, wouldn't my plan be exposed?

Thinking this, Miyazawa Yu could only quickly withdraw her hand in a hurry, and then drank the special oolong tea in one gulp before pretending that she had just heard the other person speak.

"Ah! Sorry, I think I'm a little too thirsty... Iori! Serve Azusa-senpai some tea!"

"Understood! Please use it, senior!"

In an instant, Kitahara Iori appeared in front of Hamaoka Azusa and served her a normal oolong tea. Kitahara Iori then replaced Miyazawa Yu, who had gotten off to a bad start and had been forced to drink a cup of sake.

After leaving the frying station, the latter watched as Senior Sister Zi walked away, then immediately ran behind the frying station and quietly turned the fire up to the maximum.

The effect was immediate. Chisa Kotegawa did not notice that the frying table had been tampered with; she only felt that the surroundings suddenly became very hot.

"Hmm...why does it feel even hotter now?"

"Ah! They must be thirsty. I'll go get them a drink!"

Hearing her say that, Miyazawa Yu seized the opportunity and immediately ran backstage to start preparing the special oolong tea.

However, Chisa Kotegawa believes in self-reliance and will not be stingy even if someone asks for a drink, she will leave the frying station to see if she can help in any way.

As it turned out, they saw Miyazawa Yu pouring whiskey into a glass.

"...What are you doing?"

"Ugh!?"

With her heart pounding, Miyazawa Yu quickly turned around and waved her hand, realizing she had been caught doing something wrong.

But before he could explain, Chisa Kotegawa looked on with understanding: "Oh, I'm really impressed by you guys."

"Chisa, no! Let me explain!"

"I know, you want Iori to drink that, right? Don't worry, I won't tell him."

Pouring herself a cup of oolong tea, Chisa Kotegawa showed no awareness of being a victim, instead offering a considerate excuse for the other party.

Upon hearing this, Miyazawa Yu was immediately flustered, but in order not to arouse Chisa's suspicion...

"Iori, come and have some tea!"

"Oh! Thanks."

He walked over with his head down and handed the specially blended oolong tea to Kitahara Iori, who took it without any suspicion and gulped it down.

However, as the familiar taste swept through his mouth, the light in his eyes vanished instantly.

"Kouhei, come and relieve me for a bit. Yu, come with me."

"Yes." X2

As Iori led him into the shadows, Miyazawa Yu's collar was immediately pulled up.

"I'm sorry, I had no choice but to do this. I didn't want to either."

"What kind of 'being forced by circumstances' is this, you bastard! You clearly walked straight towards me and handed it to me! I'll kill you!"

Explanation seemed futile at this point. Kitahara Iori raised her fist with a ferocious expression, as if to give this bastard who had ruined her addiction a thorough dressing-down.

"Um, can't you smell alcohol in it?"

Chisa Kotegawa curiously approached for an interview. Logically speaking, since the special oolong tea is a flammable spirit with a high alcohol content, one should be able to detect it simply by smelling it without chilling it.

"That's true, but I can't smell it,"

She shook her head, indicating that she could not do it. Kitahara Iori didn't know why she always felt that no matter what she drank, it tasted like alcohol.

Yu Miyazawa expressed deep empathy for this, saying that, to be honest, his taste buds, which had been so refined, could no longer distinguish between water and the water of life!

"...I advise you to improve your lifestyle."

Is the tongue ruined?

Thankfully, she's a girl and doesn't have to worry about being forced to drink by her seniors. Kotegawa Chisa sincerely reminds the two guys to go to the hospital for a checkup.

I have a feeling that they might be diagnosed with something like Pab syndrome.

"Alright! You four, hurry up and get back to practicing—"

It was discovered that three and a half of the four new recruits were slacking off, and even the only one standing in front of the frying station, Kohei Imamura, was distracted.

Hamaoka Azusa touched her chin in confusion, feeling that the three people other than Chisa seemed to be deliberately plotting something.

Chapter 40 The First Meeting of Dual-Sword Style Fans!

Chisa drank the oolong tea herself, and for a long time afterward, Miyazawa Yu couldn't find an opportunity to suggest drinking a beverage again.

Helpless, he could only obediently start making the assorted omelet, and finally put the finished product in front of Hamaoka Azusa for her to comment on.

"Hmm—very good, very good. You four are all very skillful!"

After tasting it with her eyes closed, Hamaoka Azusa gave it a very high rating, saying that for a beginner, it was already quite good to add just the right amount of salt.

But why do all my works seem a bit blurry? Is it because I didn't pay special attention to the timing and intensity?

"That's good, but compared to Senior Azusa, she's still far behind."

After trying it herself, Chisa Kotegawa felt somewhat disheartened when she recalled the taste of her senior's cooking—the difference was too great, both in texture and flavor, they were completely different!

"It's fine. It's just a stall at a university festival, so this level of quality is good enough. And you should try it."

"Yes……"

Chisa forked the assorted omelet that Hamaoka Azusa handed her and put it in her mouth. To her surprise, she found that the taste was much better than her own, except that it was a little overcooked!

"Is this Yu-ge's? It's very nice, very nice! Did you study cooking before?"

"Yes, I studied at the Totsuki Culinary Academy for a while during the summer vacation, but I was looked down upon by people."

Speaking of cooking skills, Miyazawa Yu chuckled twice, his expression turning somewhat unpleasant, after all, that period of being ravaged by the madness was indeed not pleasant.

Moreover, the girls from Totsuki are all like kitchen utensils that have come to life; they have nothing on their minds except cooking, so they are impossible to flirt with!

"Huh? You'd actually complain about this kind of cooking? You're so picky..."

"Agree!"

Leaving their ordinary creations to their seniors, Iori and Kohei worked swiftly, quickly dividing up the remaining assorted yakitori that Miyazawa Yu had left behind.

Having replenished her energy, Kitahara Iori rallied and gazed at the azure sea, where the tides rose and fell under the sunlight, and sighed, "Ah—seeing a view like this reminds me of that, Chisa."

"what?"

Withdrawing her hand that was about to take another bite of the premium scrambled eggs, Kotegawa Chisa looked at Iori, who had snatched her food, with speechless crescent-shaped eyes.

"You'd really like drinking beer, right!"

So we've already prepared it for you! ☆

It turns out that Iori is very good at tearing apart a beautiful atmosphere.

Seeing Iori and Kohei fawningly offer her a can of beer, Kotegawa Chisa refused expressionlessly, saying, "I don't want to drink."

"..."

The plan failed, and their smiles froze on their faces.

Upon seeing this, Miyazawa Yu immediately pushed away her uncooperative teammates and scolded, "Chisa is a girl! How can you be like you guys, always with a beer in your hand? Elegant ladies drink cocktails, right, Chisa!"

"I already told you I don't want to drink anymore!"

Pushing away the cocktail offered to her again, Chisa Kotegawa sensed that these people were acting strangely today, as if they kept trying to get her to drink something.

"Oh! Can I drink it this time?"

"Yes, please..."

With a submissive air, he served cocktails to his rival, while Miyazawa Yu retreated to the side, seething with resentment.

"Wow! This tastes so good! You're so thoughtful, Yu~"

Despicable! You've got the better of me and you're still acting innocent! Believe me or not, I'll drown you in the water of life!

Feeling his dignity challenged, Miyazawa Yu's forehead veins bulged, and he wanted to stand up for himself and fight back, but Kitahara Iori grabbed his arm in time.

"Bear with it! Think about [the hard root]!"

Hearing the soft reminder in his ear, he could only forcibly suppress the urge to kill, and said humbly with humiliation, "No, thank you for your kindness. It is my great honor to serve you!"

"Really? How cute!"

"Woo——"

Hearing the provocative word "cute," Miyazawa Yu was instantly coated with a red-hot debuff, her expression contorted like a demon from hell.

Even Kitahara Iori, who was at odds with him, couldn't stand it anymore.

He quickly grabbed a bag of ice from the freezer and applied it to You's face, while loudly exclaiming, "That's too much! That's really too much, Senior Azusa!"

"Haha~ You can't stand it already? Iori-kun, I actually know you pretty well!"

Hamaoka Azusa was laughing so hard her stomach hurt, lying on the table. The reactions of these junior students were just too funny.

They can be sabotaging each other one second, and then supporting each other and working together against a common enemy the next, and they have so many inner thoughts!

With such brilliant and talented individuals like Zhuge Liang and Feng Chunyu around, how could Pab not prosper!

"Huh? You know me?"

Originally, I just wanted to stand up for Yu, but I didn't expect the topic to end up on me. Kitahara Iori looked at Azusa-senpai with a head full of question marks.

"Yes, yes! It's you. Nanaka told me a lot on the phone, about you and Yu~"

"Nana Hana-nee is on the phone..."

After taking a couple of sips of beer, Kitahara Iori suddenly remembered something Nanaka-nee had said while cleaning the room—

"Sorry, Iori. I... I need to make a phone call to a friend..."

"Uhhhhhh-"

The entire style of the painting changed to a sketch with distinct blocks of color. Kitahara Iori's jaw opened uncontrollably downwards, and beer poured out of his mouth like a waterfall.

"Ugh! It's so dirty!"

Almost getting splashed by the beer waterfall, Miyazawa Yu managed to dodge in time before Iori was plunging down, thus avoiding getting soaked.

"Iori! Iori, what's wrong with you? How dare you! You hurt me, and now you dare to involve my brothers!"

"Oh my god, what's going on?"

Realizing that her joke might have gone a bit too far, Hamaoka Azusa looked embarrassed.

Amidst Miyazawa Yu's still-shaken and angry shouts, she picked up a towel and wiped away the wine that hadn't yet seeped into Iori's pants from his legs.

"No! I'm sorry... actually, those A-brand and male-male decorations were all a misunderstanding!"

Finally snapping out of her daze, Kitahara Iori manually closed the floodgate. Seeing Azusa-senpai's curious expression, she quickly whispered an explanation to her, trying to clear her name!

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay!"

"This doesn't seem like nothing's wrong..."

Looking up, I admired Kitahara Iori's panicked expression. Perhaps I would look like that when I was discovered?

Thinking this, Hamaoka Azusa tilted her head and confessed softly, "It's okay, because I'm actually a dual-wielder too."

"..."

The brain began to question what the ears heard, and Kitahara Iori's eyes lost their luster. After much dialectical thinking, he finally realized that the so-called "dual-wielding" was simply about being able to sleep with both men and women.

"OX-+☆!?"

"Wow! It's great to have a junior with the same hobbies! Let's find a chance to have a good chat next time!"

Completely unconcerned that Iori was startled and stood up on the spot, Hamaoka Azusa laughed loudly, patted Iori's shoulder, and talked to himself, with the joy of a bosom friend meeting a confidant.

"Same interests?"

"Perhaps it refers to diving?"