The azure sea, but a lonely, fulfilled life.

"So, you live here?" Chisa said cheerfully with a smile.

Hachiman trembled as he extended his finger; had he not been relatively healthy, he would have coughed up blood to appease the heavens.

"Yeah, didn't you say you were my roommate?" Iori chimed in, adding fuel to the fire.

"So this is ah."

"Looks like we don't need to look anymore."

A deep voice came from behind. Hachiman swallowed hard, turned his head to look at the two men. Their faces showed the expression of someone who had been starving for days and had just happened to see a delicious meal. In short, they had spotted their prey.

He felt relieved, turned to look at Qian Sha, and smiled calmly.

Can I ask for a reduction in the cost of meals?

He then looked at Iori, speaking little.

"I will explain your dream!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, every minute less means one less bottle of wine." Iori's expression changed, and she began to show concern as she increased the intensity of her drink.

"That's right, let's go, Hachiman! The inter-university social party is about to begin! The people from Seimi Women's University are waiting for us!"

The two men smiled and pulled Hachiman backward by his shoulders.

Qinghai Women's University?!

Iori gaped, looking utterly incredulous.

Upon seeing his expression, Hachiman smiled slightly, a smug look on his face. He shook his head and clicked his tongue repeatedly.

"The wonderful life at university is definitely not just about alcohol."

His words shattered Iori's last shred of resolve.

Chapter Fifteen: Tidying Up the Room

"Please, let me go! I definitely value fun time with my friends more than a peaceful day of rest!"

Iori knelt on the ground, shouting with all his might. Hachiman was shocked by his sudden change of expression and then his removal of all his clothes in three seconds. Could a human really abandon his already meager weight for his own desires? What a terrifying creature.

"Iori, I never expected you to value our friendship so much?" Shinji Tokita wiped away the tears of emotion that streamed down his face.

“But there’s no need to be completely naked, is there?” Although he was also moved, he didn’t understand why his son had taken off all his clothes.

"This is to express my sincerity, which is consistent with my words. Just now, I remembered what club I belong to!"

"Isn't it a diving club?"

"No!" Iori turned around abruptly. "I don't remember ever joining a club with that kind of name!"

"What a pragmatic person! He changes his mind faster than turning the pages of a book."

Hachiman sighed, realizing that his understanding of this person had reached a level even lower than the original definition of a bottom line. He wondered if this person even had a bottom line.

"Please! Nanaka-nee! Let me go!"

Nanaka was taken aback by his sudden action and was somewhat at a loss. She avoided looking at Iori and hurriedly said.

"Anyway, get dressed and get up first before we talk."

"No, this is my sincerity!"

“I understand you really want to go and have fun, but I don’t think it’s a good idea; it could harm your health.”

"But, General!"

"No!" Nana shouted. "Now that you're living here, you're practically family. I won't allow you to just play and forget about your health!"

Tch! Now that things have come to this point, he really felt too embarrassed to beg for leniency any further.

……

"Tsk, is there any way to get Nana-chan to give in?"

Inside the room, Iori and the three others discussed their options. He really wanted to go, no matter what, and he longed to step into the wonderful university life!

"Since she said that, you should just give up."

Hachiman said that only those who don't care about family ties can be so heartless as to refuse a family member's request for care, and Iori is clearly not that kind of person.

"No, absolutely not!"

"So what is it that's driving you to want to go so much?" Shinji Tokita asked, puzzled.

"I'm embarrassed to say it, but it's sexual desire."

"That's a really embarrassing reason," commented Ryujiro Kotobuki.

"You can understand, right? I've lived for nineteen years, but I'm still a virgin. My youth is over, but puberty is still slow to come. You can understand that feeling, right?" Iori shouted in a voice filled with blood and tears.

No, absolutely not.

The three people listening shook their heads simultaneously.

Shinji Tokita has a girlfriend and has decided to get married after graduating from university.

Kotobuki Ryujiro possesses all the fine traditions of a blond-haired guy: he's handsome, has high emotional intelligence, works part-time as a bartender, and is frequently showered with affection, though he often doesn't understand why.

Hachiman Hikigaya joined a club in high school where everyone except him was female, and all the women in the club had feelings for him. In addition, he had a mischievous junior who once said that if no one wanted him, she would definitely take him in, which proves that he was very popular.

Having all gone through puberty and experienced youth (completely or incompletely) during that time, the three had no idea what kind of feeling Iori was talking about.

"In any case, I must go!" Iori swept his determined gaze over the three of them, his persistence was truly moving.

"Otherwise, you could try tidying up the room first; that might give you a chance," Hachiman suggested.

"Oh? Strategist, please explain in detail quickly."

The strategist, Hachiman, pointed out: "Since Nanaka-senpai wants you to take care of your health while you're playing, it means that she's very worried about you and thinks you lack self-care ability. In that case, you can go along with this and do some things that can prove that you have self-care ability."

“I see.” Iori stroked his chin, a hint of certainty in his expression. “As expected of the strategist, you are absolutely right.”

"Let's do it this way!" he made up his mind.

"Wow, the younger generation is so passionate."

"How can we, as seniors, not show our appreciation?"

Shinji Tokita and Ryujiro Kotobuki exchanged a smile, stood up, and patted Iori on the shoulder.

"Leave it to us, we'll create the perfect room to prove you're a great adult man!"

"Senpai!" Iori's eyes were filled with tears, feeling that this was the end of the matter, but Hachiman had a bad feeling.

……

"Really, I've already tidied up the room, Nanaka-nee, I guarantee you'll be pleasantly surprised!"

"Really? Then I'll have high hopes."

Iori opened the door with great confidence. As long as Nana-san saw this scene, she would definitely think that I was an independent person and thus let me participate in the exchange meeting!

Hmm~ Ah-hmm~

Staring at the discs and books filled with erotic content that practically filled the entire room, Nanaka's mind went blank.

"Hey, what's going on here?!"

Iori gritted her teeth, grabbed Hachiman's collar, and asked in a suppressed voice, her eyes blazing with fury.

“There’s a reason for this,” Hachiman said, turning his head away.

"How could there be such a cause and effect!"

"Iori." Nanaka's voice rang out. Her face was flushed as she looked at one of the posters, which featured a man riding a horse with a bright smile.

"That's not how it is! Nanaka-nee, let me explain!"

"It's okay, I understand. After all, Iori is a boy too." She turned around and walked out quickly, like a robot, her movements clumsy and awkward. "But you should be careful not to overdo it!"

"How about it, isn't it perfect!" Shinji Tokita and Ryujiro Kotobuki poked their heads out, their faces beaming with confidence.

"You bunch of bastards!!!"

Inside the room, the four sat surrounded by a sea of ​​knowledge.

Iori's face darkened: "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

The three people decorating the room looked at each other.

"Hey, when Mom finds out you've been hiding those erotic books, she'll think you've grown up, won't she?"

"That's completely different!" Iori exclaimed, gesturing wildly. "I just want a regular room!"

"Hachiman, you know what I mean, right? Someone similar to you will do!"

"No, I don't understand at all!"

That's a very ambiguous statement.

"I see, we understand now!" Shinji Tokita clenched his left fist and tapped his palm, a look of realization on his face. "Should we put these away?"

"Of course!"

"That's it..."

Why be discouraged!

"Actually, we were planning to give you one as a gift to celebrate your enrollment in school." Shinji Tokita tore down the actress poster on the wall in frustration.

"Ho~" Iori stopped what she was doing.

I wonder how well Iori has tidied up her room.

Chisa carried a wooden cabinet upstairs and happened to meet Hachiman, who was closing the door and walking out of the room. He had his head down and his face hidden in the shadows.

"What's wrong? Has Iori finished packing?"

"No, um, he's all packed." Hachiman looked up, the sound of harmonious music still lingering in his ears.

"is it?"

Chisa approached and placed her hand on the handle.

"Wait!" Hachiman stopped her, his expression somewhat flustered. "What are you going to do?"

“Isn’t this obvious?” Chisa held up the cabinet in her hand.

"So that's it, you wanted to smash his head in."

"Why would you think of such a strange scenario?" Chisa sighed. "I came to ask him if he needed this; I was going to throw it away."

"I'll take it in, you don't need to go in." Hachiman snatched the wooden cabinet away, a forced smile on his face.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so flustered?" Chisa noticed something was amiss and narrowed her eyes. "What is Iori doing in there?"

“Everyone has their own secrets, didn’t you say that? He’s hiding his secret right now, so you don’t need to worry.” Hachiman gave an awkward smile and urged the other person to leave quickly.

"Then why were you able to get in?"

"...This is a secret we share."

"Oh, I see."

Chisa yanked his body apart and grabbed the doorknob to open it.

"oyes! oyes! This is it! This is it! exercise oneself physically!!"

The three figures came into view. They heard the door open, but thought it might be Hachiman returning, so they didn't pay much attention and focused intently on the DVD showing a blonde woman playing happily with two burly black men.

"Not bad, seventy-eight points."

"This is a movie I'm very satisfied with, how can it only get 78 points?"

Chisa's expression instantly darkened. She turned to look at Hachiman, who was standing beside her with his face turned away, tilted her head slightly, and gave him a sweet smile.

"The secret between you."

Every word she uttered was a judgment upon everyone present.

"Actually, I'm just a passerby," Hachiman said sincerely.

"Hmm, Hachiman, who are you talking to?"

The three turned around and saw Chisa standing at the door with a smile on her face.