The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

"Ouch, your teeth are showing! Iori!"

"That's so rude!"

"You two O's have no right to say that!"

Her expression turned extremely contemptuous. Kitahara Iori curled her lower lip and glanced around again, suddenly noticing an even more serious problem—Miyazawa Yu! That bastard who stripped himself naked wasn't there!

"Senior Shou, didn't You come along?"

"You mean You! Indeed, I brought you all here last night, but where is he?"

"By the way, I put your underwear on for you! You're welcome!"

"Really? Arigatou... my ass! Since you have time to put on my underwear! Please, at least put on some clothes!"

Kneeling on the ground, wailing helplessly, Kitahara Iori shed two lines of clear tears. Is honesty something that must be followed in the Pab Club's ghost stories?

Even though these two guys had time to put on their underwear, they refused to put on another coat!

"Alright! Stop complaining! The freshman orientation is about to begin!"

"Ah! We need to get ready for our club's orientation too! Let's go! Let's go!"

"...Ha, really, I ran into a weirdo first thing in the morning."

Amidst the crowd, watching her childhood friend Iori being carried away by Shinji and Ryujiro, Chisa Kotegawa sighed helplessly.

It's getting late, and most of the people gathered in front of the auditorium are freshmen.

With the sincere hope that she wouldn't get involved with O-boy as soon as school started, Kotegawa Chisa walked into the grand hall in front of her, completely unaware of what was about to happen.

Chapter 8: Make sure you don't get involved with these two people!

"A new life full of hope and encounters... but it gets shrouded in dust on the very first day of school?"

In the front row of the auditorium, Yu Miyazawa rested his head on his hand and glanced sideways at the cherry blossoms fluttering in the air outside the window, his eyes gentle yet revealing a hint of relief.

Coupled with his well-developed muscles, he possesses a kind of beauty that blends toughness with tenderness.

However, faced with this beautiful scene, the serious-looking Uncle Hat was unimpressed: "Hmm! I've written it all down. Is there anything else you want to say?"

"...Sir! Spare my life! I'm really not a dangerous person!"

Instantly losing his composure, Miyazawa Yu helplessly slammed his head on the table and desperately tried to explain.

Who knew those bodybuilding poses would spread so quickly on the campus network? He had barely settled into a spot in the auditorium when the campus police came knocking.

Fortunately, the uncle seemed friendly enough and didn't appear to want to arrest him directly.

This gave Miyazawa Yu room to continue making excuses (crossed out), and to explain.

"Hmm... I understand the general situation now. Since you say you're not a bad person, then take off your mask first."

After pondering for a moment, the campus police officer put away his pen and paper and roughly figured out what kind of person the boy in front of him was.

Although Miyazawa Yu looks fierce with his muscular physique, his personality is both goofy and unreliable, so he's probably not a bad person.

Even so, the idea of ​​an O-type bodybuilder performing bodybuilding moves on campus is still too abstract.

He had to register it to prevent the other party from making a second move and doing something surprising again.

"...Isn't that unnecessary?"

Upon hearing this, Miyazawa Yu was immediately startled. Removing the mask was impossible! Absolutely impossible!

When she doesn't remove her mask, all she's famous for is Kitahara Iori's name and her figure, but if she takes off the mask, she can forget about having that face.

Moreover, judging from the speed at which the campus police arrived, "Kitahara Iori" is definitely quite popular on the campus network, so exposing her is no different from being exposed.

"What do you mean it's unnecessary! If you don't cooperate, I'll have to take you to the campus police station to register your identity!"

Unfortunately, as expected, Yu Miyazawa's suggestion was rejected, and the campus police officer even reached out to try and remove the mask.

But when he tried his best to pull the mask up, the system item's code exerted a strong force, and even with all his might, he couldn't budge the mask an inch.

"Huh? How is that possible? You stuck it on your face?"

"...Ox, Ox Warrior will never take off his mask!"

With his neck stiff and stubborn, whether he sticks his neck out or not, he'll still get stabbed, so Miyazawa Yu simply crossed his arms and sat upright, becoming a tough nut to crack.

Just then, the number of students in the auditorium increased, and seeing that the teacher was already standing on the podium, the security guard couldn't bring himself to be forceful anymore.

After greeting the teacher, he simply sat down next to Miyazawa Yu to catch his breath and rest, his eyes flashing with a resentful fire that seemed to say, "You just wait."

"Wow! It's Kitahara Iori! I thought it was a photoshopped picture on the school website! I didn't expect it to be real!"

"Absolutely! He looks even more exaggerated in person than in the pictures. How did he manage to build such a physique!"

Two rows behind Yu Miyazawa, the girls who had just taken their seats couldn't help but gasp in surprise at the "muscle man" in front of them, and then began to whisper among themselves.

The auditorium was already quite noisy, and even Miyazawa Yu, who was just a few feet away, didn't realize that he was being talked about.

But on the other side, in the last row of the auditorium, Kitahara Iori, who was isolated and looked like a frightened bird, had a big exclamation mark floating above her head.

"Oh no! I've been recognized! How could it be so fast! And what does 'size' mean? Is it saying...?"

Looking down at the bulge on her boxer shorts, Kitahara Iori's eyes gradually filled with terror.

Are all college students such perverted creatures? Their first concern wasn't about their own masculinity, but rather his impressive endowment!

But... why does it seem like I'm actually enjoying it a little?

Mistaking the compliment for his size, Kitahara Iori felt a little smug.

But after calming down, he still opened his phone, logged into the campus forum, and entered his name into the search box to see how badly his reputation had been tarnished.

"Drink up! I am Kitahara Iori! You all better remember this!"

The phone's speaker emitted a philosophical tone, and as Kitahara Iori stared at the muscular man posing in a crab pose on the screen, displaying his pectoral muscles, he was momentarily lost in thought—

Is this thing really a person?

No, wait! The key issue is that this muscular brute is using his name to swindle people!

"That voice... Miyazawa Yu, it must be that bastard!"

The veins on the back of his hand, which was gripping the phone, were bulging. Kitahara Iori was now in a giant form with black eyes and red pupils.

Even if the voice on the phone turned to ashes and poured into cement to make a coffin, he would never be mistaken; it was definitely that bastard Yu Miyazawa's voice!

No wonder I couldn't find him when I woke up; he gave away my name and then ran away! He's utterly inhuman!

"That guy's a freshman too! He must be in the auditorium! Let me find him... I've got it!"

With a whoosh, Kitahara Iori stood up, baring her canine teeth and showing her gums, looking like a hungry wolf sweeping across a flock of sheep.

With almost no effort, a masked bull warrior sitting in the front row came into view.

Just as he was about to go up and give this bastard a good talking-to, a bright, deep blue color caught his eye out of the corner of his eye.

With a thud, Kitahara Iori sat back down in her original seat, her eyes instantly becoming obedient.

If I'm not mistaken, the man in the blue hat was indeed a campus police officer. If he went up to fight Miyazawa Yu with a knife in his current state, the only consequence might be a day in jail for both of them.

As the saying goes, "A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan." Judging from the way Miyazawa Yu is being watched by the campus police, he's probably not going to have a good time. It's best for him not to interfere!

"That's the man who passed out drunk in front of the lecture hall..."

"Yeah, he's not even as good as Kitahara Iori, that guy who does performance art. He's just a bean sprout and he still dares to go out. It's so embarrassing."

"Unbelievable, they're actually freshmen!"

However, this is not the time for Kitahara Iori to keep a low profile whenever she wants—

While Yu Miyazawa's muscular physique is certainly eye-catching, many people are also paying attention to another O-type man who is as thin as a bamboo pole in comparison.

Kitahara Iori's every move seemed to open a floodgate of conversation, and many people began to frown and whisper behind the back of this utterly clueless idiot.

"Damn it! Is this some kind of discrimination?!"

Frustrated, he slammed his fist on the desk. Even though Miyazawa Yu was an omega too, he was hiding it and it wasn't manly at all!

In the end, only I got hurt. That's not fair!

The flames of revenge ignited in his pupils, and Kitahara Iori suddenly raised his head. Since Miyazawa Yu made the first move, then don't blame me for not being polite either!

"Hey! Look at that naked guy behind us, his name seems to be Miyazawa Yu! He looks so stupid!"

"You're just an idiot~ Look at that guy, he's handsome, isn't he!"

Hearing his name called from behind, Miyazawa Yu, who was pondering how to escape the clutches of the campus police, didn't react for a moment.

When he realized he hadn't misheard, he looked back and saw that in the back row by the window, that bastard Kitahara Iori was sitting very upright, completely naked, with only his boxer shorts and a piece of paper covering his face.

Someone had written a line of large characters on the paper in red marker: "I am Miyazawa Yu! (doge)"

"This bastard!"

Completely unaware that he had started the trouble, Miyazawa Yu's fiery gaze met Iori's halfway through their encounter, and the clash of their astonishing energies produced an illusory spark.

However, the teacher is still giving lectures, and although the two sides in the eye-to-eye confrontation have the intention to fight, neither dares to put it into practice.

Helpless, unable to do anything about the other, the two rolled their eyes in perfect unison.

At the same time, she turned her gaze to the side, to the place where the girl was marveling at the handsome men, wanting to see whose subordinates could be so evenly matched with them.

On the other side, in the back row by the window, sat a similarly lonely blond man, exuding a melancholy aura.

Just like the girl said, although he was a little less handsome than her, this blond guy could really be considered the most handsome one in the auditorium.

But why would someone like that be alone?

With this question in mind, Miyazawa Yu slowly lowered her gaze and finally saw the melancholy blond-haired man's full appearance—

This guy is actually wearing an itasha (a type of clothing) with a huge anime girl's face printed on it!

At this moment, Huang Mao seemed to sense something and slightly turned his body. The three men's eyes clashed fiercely in the air.

Just don't get involved with these two people!

They exchanged knowing, contemptuous sneers. The men occupying the three corners of the classroom exchanged glances, tilted their heads in their respective directions, and narrowed their eyes, each with a classic look of disdain on their face.

Chapter 9 I'll take it off! Fine, I'll take it off!

"This briefing session is now adjourned! Please leave in an orderly manner!"

On the podium, the serious-looking teacher wearing glasses closed his handouts, glanced around the auditorium filled with distinguished guests, and quickly left.

"Student! Your mask..."

"Wait a minute, guard! Look behind us! There's another bastard with an O-type body there! Let's just arrest him!"

Having already prepared an excuse, Miyazawa Yu interrupted the campus police officer before he could finish speaking, hoping to secure his safety by reporting Iori, a despicable tactic.

"Oh?"

Frowning, the campus police officers had been so focused on Miyazawa Yu during their meeting that they hadn't noticed the other criminal lurking in the auditorium.

Following Miyazawa Yu's finger, he stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, but still shook his head and refused, saying, "That person looks very thin and weak, so he probably won't do anything bad. In comparison, you, who betrayed your classmate, are more suspicious, aren't you?"

"!!!"

Are they just ordinary people with a normal worldview?

Staring in astonishment, Yu Miyazawa felt a little uncomfortable hearing such normal logic again, even though she had only spent half a day with the sadistic senior from the Pab club.

But the situation waits for no one. He could reflect on himself, but the campus police officer refused to engage in internal strife.

Helpless, Yu Miyazawa had no choice but to get up and prepare to follow the campus police to the security post to see if he could find another chance to survive.

"Would you like to visit some clubs?"

"Great! Which one should we go to first? I've heard the tennis club is really popular!"

"Hey~ We can't join, let's try the swimming club, I heard there are lots of upperclassmen there!"

On the other side, Kitahara Iori listened thoughtfully as her classmates gathered in small groups to prepare for a club visit.

If! He meant if! If he could find a club quickly and submit his application before the Pab club.

So, would the unequal treaty I was forced to sign become invalid because of duplicate registration?

A gleam of wisdom flashed in his eyes! After much thought, this plan seemed feasible from every angle!

However, he didn't know where the club recruitment was, and he wasn't wearing any clothes...

With a quick glance, Kitahara Iori turned around and looked back, fixing her gaze on Kotegawa Chisa, who was still there.