Expelled from school? I am the Emperor of Sobu!

"Why, you're going home now, do you want to use the smell of alcohol and more than ten kinds of perfume to prove that you didn't lie and just participated in a unique club activity?"

A sentence that wakes up the dreamer.

Hear what Hanyu said.

Hachiman's hand holding the wine glass was shaking slightly.

Go home now?

Isn't it better for Komachi to just keep doing it or else she will be eaten alive?

But the problem is.

Even if I don't go home, I still have to go to class tomorrow.

Although Hachiman is autistic, withdrawn, drinks and goes clubbing, he does not want to be a bad student who skips classes.

"Hanyu, what should I do?" In panic, Lao Ba tried all kinds of methods, "I don't want to be called as a parent."

fortunately.

The clever Hanyu was well prepared for this.

He filled a large glass of vodka, pointed at the unconscious Hiratsuka Shizuka lying on his lap and swore:

"I swear on Xiaojing's chastity that you just drink as much as you can and you won't be late tomorrow!"

My goodness, Jing’ai’s chastity that she has treasured for many years is only worth a meal of wine?

Close your eyes.

Komachi’s instructions before leaving are still fresh in my mind.

Open your eyes.

The chaotic atmosphere of the bar is numb.

After looking at Shizuka Hiratsuka who was still drooling in her sleep, Hachiman Hikigaya decided to take a gamble.

"Hanyu——" Picking up the wine glass again, Mr. Ba was extremely heroic:

"I'm betting my future on this drink, cheers!"

"Hey, hey, this is the eldest prince of our Kuhai Temple. Cheers!"

We toasted each other and it seemed like a lifetime ago.

finally.

Hikigaya Hachiman didn't know how he left the bar, and he had no idea how Hanyu would never be late as he said.

He just saw.

When I opened my eyes again, the eyes of my classmates around me...

It’s really dazzling!

[Ding—Dong——]

The familiar study bell is a good sobering remedy.

Hachiman, who found himself waking up in the first-year F group classroom, was shaking with anger and had an urge to kill Hanyu with a knife.

"idiot."

"This is different from what was promised!"

Wow, a drunk is swearing.

Hearing this angry shout, Hayato Yeyama, who was originally planning to smooth things over, stopped and gave up the idea of ​​bringing trouble upon himself.

It also started from this moment.

Hikigaya Hachiman shook off his humble status as autistic and dead-eyed, and became the feared prince of the Yakuza, a campus gangster who could blow your head off with a wine bottle at any moment.

.............................................

Lunch break.

Hachiman wanted to find Hanyu to reconnect with him, but he searched most of the campus but couldn't find anyone.

He could vaguely feel it.

I'm afraid I've been rejected.

"Cough cough." A dry cough like a mummy sounded, and someone who should have been on campus stretched out his hand and shouted weakly:

"Water, give me a glass of water."

"Keep your voice down, the family next door is closed today."

The one who responded to Hanyu was a blonde girl wearing an orange casual sweater and an apron around her waist.

"Here, drink carefully and don't spill it on the bed." The girl gently helped Hanyu up and handed him a glass of water, complaining with a righteous tone:

"Idiot, why are you drinking for no reason?"

"Yui and I have an appointment to go to the new dessert shop in the shopping mall this afternoon."

Maybe it was the opportunity to taste sweets that was broken.

Yumiko Miura looked unhappy and her tone of voice was full of disgust.

You didn't expect this guy to be in Miura's house.

After sending Hiratsuka Shizuka and Hikigaya to their respective destinations, Hanyu suddenly made a comeback and ran to Yumiko's house to hug her and have a good sleep.

As for Yumiko Miura's disdain.

Hanyu’s choice is one that is good at observing people’s hearts.

[Hubby, hubby, my love, do you know that I was so scared that I almost thought...]

The recording playing on the phone makes me want to die.

Yumiko, who was full of pride just now, blushed instantly and asked with a tingling scalp:

"Can you record in dreams?"

"This is bad stuff. Delete it. Delete it!"

Without even caring about the cup of water, Yumiko Miura jumped onto the bed and tried to snatch Hanyu's phone.

but.

How could she, with her delicate skin and tender flesh, be a match for Brother Yuzi?

"How dare you!" Holding the girl back with his backhand, Hanyu said nonsense in all seriousness:

"Youmiko, I like you more as a good wife and mother just now."

"Be obedient and change back."

Good wife and good mother?

What a bastard.

Youmeizi was so angry that she laughed and taught him a lesson in a bad mood:

"Get your thieving hands off my conscience before you speak, asshole!"

"You pinched me too hard, it hurts me."

hiss~~~

What a wild way.

Frightened, Hanyu quickly moved his hand away and unbuttoned his sweater without any instruction.

"If you talk to the head of the family in such a tone, you will be bullied by Yuigahama Yui in your dreams."

"Youmiko, I'm very angry right now, please help me calm down."

It’s true that ordinary people can’t learn how Hanyu-kun performs his moves.

After one hour.

After brushing her teeth three times, Yumiko Miura sat on the edge of the bed and changed her home-style sweater into a tight denim jacket.

"You, you only know how to bully me..." Yumiko's nose was slightly sour, her eyes were red, and she sobbed aggrievedly:

"You don't like me at all."

"You only like my body, you bastard, you suck, you scum."

"Go away, I won't let you sleep in my bed, I don't like you anymore!"

The girl's heart was shattered by the yogurt.

Yumiko, who was careless and lost her position, pursed her lips and pushed Hanyu from time to time.

Fortunately.

Brother Hanyu never fights a battle he is not sure of winning.

I saw him clicking a few times on his phone, and finally a page came up.

"Are you still crying?" Holding Yumiko in his arms, Hanyu said in an exaggerated tone:

"You are the female president of the Yumi Idol Agency."

"Boss, I'm hungry. I need to eat."

Idol agency?

The sad Yumiko Miura took a closer look and found that the content displayed on the phone screen was actually the company's registration information.

【Beautiful Idol Agency】

[Registered capital: 200 million]

Chapter 25 Woo woo woo~~~

No one ever knew.

Doesn’t Yumiko Miura want to be a shining beautiful idol?

In the past, I suffered from lack of opportunities and connections.

Now, like a dream come true, the mysterious Hanyu has set up an idol agency.

"Hey, where did you get so much money?" Yumiko seemed to have made an important decision:

"No, that's too much money."

"Bad guy, take back your shares. I only need a little bit."

After all, she is just a hot girl on the surface.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Youmiko always cries and acts silly.

When something serious happens, the first thing that the innocent girl thinks of is Hanyu's vested interests.

The registered capital of 200 million yen is too much to handle.

Youmiko is not greedy, just a little nominal support is enough.

"Burp~" Holding the salmon sushi that the girl had just bought, Hanyu burped, his expression slightly silent.

"If Yumiko knew that this idol agency was established for the sister of my ex-girlfriend."

"Today, I am afraid that only one of us can survive."

The sweet time of lovers can turn into a bloody end if you are not careful.

Hanyu thought about it again and again and finally made a decision.

"Yumiko, you'll help me, right?"

“Hey… hey hey hey…”

Hanyu held the white, tender and smooth little hand tightly. How could Miura Yumiko, who was born with a love brain, withstand such a test?

The bad guy didn't even explain clearly what kind of help he was going to provide.

She nodded unconsciously, looking like no one else could do it better than her.

"Don't worry, leave it all to me!"