The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

But if I had to choose one no matter what, compared to confessing to Miyazawa Yu, that perverted Omega, the woman right now at least has no problem with gender.

"That's right! We truly love each other! What happened just now was an accident!"

After figuring out the pros and cons, he took advantage of the brief moment when his chest was freed to quickly clarify things. Even if he was seen as a scumbag, it was better than being seen as a strongman who locked up a man!

"What! So President Kudo was just playing around with me? I'm so heartbroken!"

The prey has taken the bait! Miyazawa Yu took two steps back, feigning heartbreak, and covered her mouth with tears in her eyes to suppress her smile.

"That's right! This lady and I are truly in love; we were just arguing for a moment!"

Panting heavily, finally freeing himself from the exaggerated pectoral muscles, the dark-skinned Kudo quickly hugged the strange woman and nodded frantically.

They were terrified that if they were even a little late, they would be immediately identified as gay and forever branded as a disgrace on the Izu forum.

"Is that so... I'm so sad, if that's the case..."

Wiping away her tears, Miyazawa Yu revealed a ferocious smile, leaning her arms back and thrusting her chest forward.

The straps of his lace bra snapped instantly, and the two bowl-shaped parts flew out and landed precisely on the eyes of the dark-skinned Kudo.

"What a greedy scumbag! Here's a breakup gift, take it!"

"Who wants it!"

Suddenly everything went black. Kudo, with his dark skin, smelled the unpleasant stench of sweat on the tip of his nose. With trembling hands, he pulled the bra off his face and threw it on the ground.

"Exactly! Who wants it!"

Switching back to her own voice, Kitahara Iori, taking advantage of the former's lack of reaction, pulled out her bra from her chest and shoved it into his hand, slyly seducing him, "President Kudo, what you really want is my bra, right?"

"That's right! What I really want is this lady's bra?"

Only at the very end did he realize what was going on, and Kudo, with his dark skin, was horrified to discover that the hand he was holding was a bit rough, just like the other person's voice.

Stiffly turning her head, Kitahara Iori had already taken off the wig that the Corpse Beast had kindly provided. The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was exceptionally ambiguous.

"Oh no—what should I do? President Kudo wants my bra! I'm so shy~"

"There's nothing we can do. Since the student council president has this kind of hobby... we can only silently put up with it!"

Kitahara Iori weakly escaped into Imamura Kohei's arms, wiggling her bottom and nodding pitifully before gently lifting the hem of her JK uniform.

"And over here..."

"unnecessary!!!"

"Really? How cold... Hello everyone! This is Iori-chan! My special skill is as shown above: stealing someone else's love!"

"..."

The impact was so great that for the audience, only one word could describe this epic spectacle: spectacular!

"Iori-chan is so cute!"

"Don't be disappointed, strong man! You deserve someone better!"

"Absolutely amazing! Elegant! So incredibly elegant!"

The show's impact was so powerful it defies description; the final outcome of the [male organ] contest was obvious!

That's right! This is the win-win-win plan that Iori ultimately chose!

One win is to steal the prize money that Blackie was determined to get: the "phallus"! The second win is to use Mei Kai's cross-dressing to frame and ruin Blackie's reputation!

They win twice, Kudo loses everything! This is a triple win...

"Ha ha!"

"I knew they were holding back!"

Slapping the table in admiration, Shinji Tokita nudged the bald man next to him a couple of times and proudly asked, "What do you think! Our new member?"

"...Sparashi! It's simply art, unbelievable!"

Startled to the point of reverting to his ancestral form as a gorilla and clapping wildly, the bald captain of the rugby team looked at the three beasts with their arms around each other on the stage and vaguely felt that he saw the shadow of Tokita Kazutoshi!

No! That's not right! It's not just a shadow!

This is by no means a simple imitation of Pab's original work! They have forged their own new path!

"That's great! You've already found a successor!"

"Of course! From the first moment I saw them, I knew they were the future of the Pab division!"

On the other hand, completely unaware that their abstract behavior had been given such high praise, the combination of men's clothing, women's clothing, and O-shaped body on stage finally had their fill of laughter.

"Yes, President."

"?"

As he bent forward in despair, the dark-skinned Kudo was repeatedly struck, and even his pupils began to dilate.

The gentlemen in the Pab department were kind-hearted, so their next sentence gave him a super-powerful heart pacing—

"We've laughed enough, can you leave now?"

"!!!"

With his eyes fixed on the three strangely shaped bastards in front of him, the dark-skinned Kudo's blood pressure soared from 70 to 150, almost causing him to collapse!

Unfortunately, Miyazawa Yu and Imamura Kohei had no sympathy. Seeing him suffer, they couldn't help but clutch their stomachs, stick out their tongues, and laugh in a particularly ferocious way.

Kitahara Iori turned to look at the makeup-smeared corpse beast hiding in the shadows, its makeup still smeared from crying, and grinned, giving it a thumbs up: "See! How about that? Pretty funny, right?"

"..."

With eyes fixed on the farce on stage, does that mean even comedic characters can win everyone's praise and friendship?

Yoshihara Aina's eyes gradually moistened. She tilted her head slightly and tapped her face twice, revealing two more purple marks from the smudged eyeshadow on her pale cheeks.

Chapter 60 Drinking from a basin! The more you drink, the more you have!

"Great news!! A resounding victory in both the men's and women's beauty pageants, plus [Hard Root]! Your annual revenue is five times that of previous years!"

"Wow! Triple crown! Number one in the country! We must celebrate with some good wine!"

"Of course! Hey, Kotobuki-senpai! I'd like a cocktail!"

Standing in the middle of the crowd, he downed a draft beer in one gulp, then slammed the glass down on the table and began to criticize it.

It's too stingy to let the champion drink ordinary beer! They should have something high-class, like a Bloody Mary or other cocktails that sound impressive!

"Oh—did Azusa tell you that?"

"That's right~ Senior Azusa said that Senior Kotobuki mixes drinks at a bar!"

"Well, I really can't do anything with you, so I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

Shaking his head, seeing Miyazawa Yu's expectant face, Kotobuki Ryujiro couldn't refuse, so he threw off his troublesome coat and walked to the table, looking quite imposing!

"Oh……"

Having never been to a bar before, Miyazawa Yu immediately went over to see what kind of performance a bartender, a profession that sounds so cool, would deliver.

Then he saw Ryujiro Juro mix vodka and whiskey in a 7:3 ratio, stir it a couple of times with chopsticks, and then put it in front of him.

"Please, a Hawaiian Coke!"

"...This is just ordinary oolong tea! Make it again!"

"There's nothing we can do about it; there's just not much variety of drinks here, and they don't have any ice!"

"I don't care! Is this how the Pab Department treats its meritorious members?!"

As Kitahara Iori passed by, watching the liquid that Yu called ordinary oolong tea evaporate rapidly, his eyes turned disdainful.

What's so special about this drink that loses half its volume in just five minutes? Yu has definitely been completely assimilated!

"Iori! This is yours!"

"Ah... wait a minute, why a washbasin! Is it really okay to drink alcohol from something like this?"

"Don't worry! It's just a little over two liters of vodka, that's no problem at all!"

"……makes sense."

Seeing her senior's snow-white teeth when he smiled, Kitahara Iori instantly deflated and could only obediently take the basin and wallow in self-pity.

On the other side, Kohei Imamura was in a similar state, both of them looking half-dead.

However, remembering Miyazawa Yu's theory that if he drank obediently he wouldn't be forced to drink, they felt it was necessary to learn from the successful cases of their competitors—in order to protect their own underwear!

"Um... um? Hello?"

As Yoshihara Aina cautiously pushed open the door and timidly peeked out, she was immediately overwhelmed by the strong smell of alcohol in the room.

"Ok?"

Turning their heads at the same time, Kohei Imamura and Iori Kitahara both looked at Mana, tilting their heads and uttering puzzled sounds.

"Well, I mean! How should I put it..."

"?"

"I mean, your..."

"Beep!"

Instantly connecting with her, Kitahara Iori handed the basin he was carrying to the completely bewildered Yoshihara Mana, and even poured in two bottles of vodka to demonstrate the Pab Club's hospitality!

"This, what is this?"

"As you can see."

"Or do you want something bigger? We also have buckets here!"

Seeing Kohei Imamura lift the red plastic bucket to pour sake into it, Aina Yoshihara was startled and quickly waved her hand to stop him.

"No, that's not it! I mean..."

"Well, drinking should be fun when everyone's together!"

"Don't just stand there! Hey! Yu, come here right now!"

"Damn it! Next time I'm definitely getting a cocktail, you promised!"

On the other side, Miyazawa Yu was finally bribed with the condition of mixing three drinks for free, and then casually picked up the basin of liquor next to him and ran to the door to sit down.

"Ah! It's the Corpse-Mask Beast! Long time no see~"

"We've only been separated for about ten minutes..."

"Oh dear~ Don't worry about so many details!"

Scratching the back of his head, Miyazawa Yu chuckled nonchalantly and patted the ground beside him, urging, "Come on! The party has already started. If you don't drink, your seniors will make you drink until your clothes disappear!"

"...What? If you want to drink with me, just say so. Why make your clothes disappear?"

With a sigh, Yoshihara Aina could tell that the muscular man in front of her was helping her blend into the environment. While still being stubborn, she took two steps and deliberately sat down next to Kitahara Iori.

However, the Pab club is full of idiots, so tsundere behavior is completely forbidden here!

"Unfortunately, I didn't really want to! And what Yu said is true, if you don't drink properly, your clothes will disappear without a trace! And you'll wake up in the classroom the next day!"

"Agreed! A heavily made-up monster that surpasses even ghosts and gods."

"Ha! Why did my clothes disappear?! And I told you not to say that! I'm going to cry if you keep doing that!"

Unexpectedly, her attempt to cultivate a ladylike image was shattered in an instant. Yoshihara Mana blushed and picked up the basin to take a sip.

Trying to distract oneself with alcohol, while also gaining a tiny bit of courage.

However, she regretted it the moment the drink touched her throat! Why was this drink so spicy?! It felt more intoxicating than all the drinks she had at Tinker Bell combined!

"Pfft! What is this? It's too strong! Is it disinfectant alcohol?"

"Pfft—a whole potful with ease!"

"It looks like a lot, but in reality, it's nothing!"

Two empty basins flew into the air. Not only that, Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei also shed their annoying clothes together, and then burst into arrogant laughter when they saw Aina sticking out her tongue from the spiciness.

"Don't worry, it's just plain baijiu (Chinese liquor), how could it possibly be alcohol?"

With one kick each of them, Miyazawa Yu kicked the two scoundrels to the ground. Miyazawa Yu smiled, picked up the basin, tilted his head back, and gulped down all the liquid inside. Then he took out a two-liter can of beer and placed it in front of Yoshihara Mana.

"Give me yours, the new guy can just have beer!"