The azure sea, but a lonely, fulfilled life.

"How dare he! Is there no one who can stop him?!"

"This is the time for the hero to step in!"

Iori looked at the person who spoke and saw that Azusa had rolled up her sleeves and was full of vigor.

I'll take you down!

She pointed at Hachiman, raised an eyebrow, and smiled.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Nudity Once Again

If one day you meet a girl, and after a brief conversation you learn each other's names and that's it, but thanks to your keen intuition you discover some unknown characteristics in her, which you call her personality.

When you appreciate or care about this, the subtle details that are unintentionally revealed will be noticed by a girl's sixth sense. A timid girl will find an appropriate excuse to hide it, while a bold girl will no longer restrain herself and show herself generously.

In every respect, Hamaoka Azusa is a girl who doesn't care about other people's opinions. She can completely disregard taking off her clothes and sleeping in the same room with a group of naked men. Rather than being too reckless or enthusiastic, it's more accurate to say that she values ​​friendship more than herself.

However! This doesn't justify her being allowed to strip completely naked during a baseball game!

"Senior Azusa, this is baseball boxing! If you lose, you have to take off all your clothes!" Iori's pupils dilated, her tone panicked.

"This is a completely inappropriate occasion for girls!"

Gengping was also trying to dissuade them, saying that it was one thing for a group of old men to take their clothes off, but it was a bit inappropriate for them to bring a girl along.

"It's okay, I don't care! Besides, if you lose a baseball game, you have to take your clothes off!"

Hamaoka Azusa gave a thumbs up and winked.

"But I am still a young girl, so I won't take off all my clothes."

Should he say this is something to be thankful for or what? Feeling a little complicated, Hachiman looked at the two who were patting their chests in dejection. He hadn't expected them to actually know how to take care of women, although he didn't know if they were just lustful but lacked the courage to act on their desires.

"I'll have some band-aids ready!"

These bold words shocked the three people present. What an angelic glow shone upon her! Was this a blessing bestowed by heaven?

"Strategist, wait a moment, let me go and gather intelligence on the approaching general!"

Iori rubbed his hands together, his expression turning serious, and a golden gas emanated from his body—presumably his virginity.

"But Kitahara..."

At this moment, Kohei spoke up, looking at Iori, who was already completely naked, and sizing her up.

"You have no clothes left to take off."

"Ah."

Iori scoffed dismissively, his sharply defined face revealing an invincible conviction as he brushed a strand of hair from the right side of his head with his right hand.

"Don't you know, Kohei? Men usually keep something in reserve!"

"That is!"

"That's right!"

Hidden beneath the strands of hair was a hair clip!

Hachiman stared at the hair clip, feeling that it looked somewhat familiar.

"Wasn't that the one I gave you to clamp your nipples?"

"I didn't put it in my mouth!"

Iori complained, "This thing must hurt so much when it's clamped on."

"Anyway, let me go first. This time, I'll bet everything I have!"

Iori swung her arm sharply, pointing at Hamaoka Azusa, her smile carrying a hint of unruliness and a strong sense of conviction.

Comrades, I will return with the dawn of hope.

The snow on Tardinburgh will eventually melt, and dawn will eventually break!

"Kitahara."

Kohei looked at Iori with satisfaction, walked over to him, patted him on the shoulder, and pushed him aside.

"Get out of here. You haven't won a single game tonight and you still have the nerve to gamble so heavily? Let me do it."

"Trust me this time, trust my virginity!"

Ah, he said it himself.

five minutes later--

"Damn it, the enemy general is too brave, no less than that young general in white robes on Changban Slope. Strategist, the rest... I'm entrusting it to you."

"Don't lose, big brother."

Two people, one in yellow and one in black, lay naked on the ground, their faces showing no regret. They had done their best, and now they could simply place their hopes on others.

This is the transmission of light, the connection between bonds, and someone will always be able to carry it forward!

I will die here, without regret or resentment.

"Hey, don't spout those hot-blooded lines and then dump all the trouble on me. And what's with the 'big brother' thing? This isn't a tokusatsu production."

Hachiman looked speechlessly at the two people whose large bird was flying into the sky, and then at Hamaoka Azusa, who was lying on the ground patting the ground, unable to suppress her laughter, while her clothes were neatly arranged.

How can you play like this? Three against one and you still get killed. You might as well not team up at all and go back to selling watermelons.

"These two are really interesting!"

Hamaoka Azusa wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes and said, Tokita Shinji and Jujiro nodded in agreement.

"This year's group of players are all promising talents."

"as long as you are happy."

At times like these, you should sneak away.

Hachiman's eyes darted back and forth, searching for an escape route. Just then, he saw Chisa staring in his direction. His eyes lit up, thinking that it must be safe there.

"Wait! Winner, where are you going? Our battle isn't over yet."

Hamaoka Azusa wrapped her arm around Hachiman's shoulder and said with a smile.

There's a special fragrance, like roses, it suits her perfectly. And speaking of which, she's so close! There are two soccer balls hidden inside her clothes!

Hachiman's face flushed red from the fragrance, and he noticed a piercing gaze. He looked up and saw Chisa's disgusted expression.

You can't blame him. As the saying goes, a beautiful woman is sought after by a gentleman, and besides, it wasn't his initiative.

"Um, Senior Azusa, I have something I want to say to Chisa."

"Hmm? Is it about the beauty pageant?"

Hamaoka Azusa leaned close to his ear and whispered.

"If you play with me, I can try to persuade Chisa for you."

No, he just wanted an excuse to escape, to play striptease or rock-paper-scissors with girls. He hadn't evolved into someone with that kind of masculine power yet.

"This is truly wonderful news."

"Strategist, as the saying goes, 'When there are no generals in the army, one must personally lead the charge.' Keep it up, you can do it."

The two, who had somehow come back to life, stood up and spoke righteously.

"Weren't you two dead?"

"No need to remind us, aren't we wearing bandages?"

Hachiman strained to lift his head and looked at the pull tabs on the soda cans above their heads. Damn! Can this even be considered a loop?

"Come play with your sister for a bit, otherwise I'll be very lonely."

Hamaoka Azusa traced circles on Hachiman's face with her index finger and spoke in a melancholy tone. After she finished speaking, she secretly glanced at Iori and Chisa out of the corner of her eye.

Iori didn't react at all, but her face was slightly flushed.

Chisa turned her head away and drank the beer in her hand.

Hmm~ There's something going on in both cases.

"I'm not very good at comforting people."

"It's okay, my heart will heal itself, so come play with me."

……

Hachiman sat on the sofa, his face dark as he propped his head up with his hand. He was only wearing a pair of underwear, barely covering his Truth-Seeking Ball.

What a joke! He couldn't possibly expect his senior to take off her clothes. Although she wasn't someone who couldn't take a joke, his inner principles wouldn't allow him to do so.

"military adviser."

Hachiman looked at Iori and saw that he looked embarrassed. I felt a little relieved. He must be thinking that he had wronged himself, after all, he had sacrificed so much for this.

"You're so useless."

Hachiman's face stiffened.

"Indeed, just like a small fish."

Kohei's repeated attacks caused his brain nerves to briefly rupture for a moment. In that instant, he even felt like laughing. Sure enough, when a person is extremely speechless, their facial nerves will twitch unconsciously.

"You two were killed on the battlefield and you still have the nerve to talk to me? If I hadn't used a strategy of retreat to advance, do you think you could have gotten Senior Zi's help?"

"Huh? That was just because I was too careless."

"me too."

"..."

Hamaoka Azusa, shaking her beer can, glanced at the three noisy people and smiled knowingly. She then looked at Chisa, who was sitting to the side.

"So? Has Chisa made a decision yet?"

Nana smiled gently at Chisa. She had heard everything from Azusa and she agreed that Chisa should participate in the beauty pageant. This way, she would have the opportunity to dress up little Chisa nicely and take many beautiful photos to keep as treasures.

"I..." Chisa put down her beer.

I believe you will win.

"I do not know."

To be honest, she didn't particularly dislike participating in the competition; she just felt it would be unfair if she were the only one to embarrass herself.

Hamaoka Azusa, who could glean a hint of meaning from her expression, smiled and said, "Then, let's kill two birds with one stone."

"What do you mean?"

"Chisa, you go participate in the women's beauty pageant, while the Mr. Campus competition will naturally be participated in by Iori and the other two."

"But."

"Don't worry, I'll convince Toki and Tomokazu." Hamaoka Azusa smiled with a mix of relief and playfulness.

"Sister Zi." Qian Sha looked at her, lowered her head and smiled. "Yeah, it feels a little better."

"Then it's decided!" She raised her beer. "Cheers to the bonus that's coming soon!"

"Cheers." x2

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Izu Spring Festival is Coming! (Two Chapters Combined)

"Izu Spring Festival"

The grandest event of the spring semester at Izu University—the atmosphere was completely different from usual the moment Hachiman stepped through the school gates.

The air was filled with the lively shouts of vendors, the cheerful discussions, the chirping of eagles and sparrows, and the bustling atmosphere. Every molecule in the air seemed to be carrying a restless energy. The weather was clear today, and the scorching sun's rays refracted into fragments in the air, falling on every corner of the campus.

Walking with Iori and the others, he looked around at the stalls. When he saw the third-year students standing in one place welcoming the foreign guests, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

He had served as an executive committee member for a school anniversary celebration at the Municipal Soubu High School. He had also hosted the visiting guests in the same way. It was a painful memory, especially since he not only didn't gain anything in the end, but was also disliked by Yukinoshita because of something. After that incident, his relationship with her became somewhat distant.

Although he gradually recovered later, what should have been a joyful campus activity turned into a complete self-sacrifice for him.

Ha, when did you come to agree with Hayama's statement?

"Your face looks strange."