"So… why are we at a swimming pool?"
Looking at the pool in front of him, Shiro's enthusiasm for diving instantly dropped. He had thought they would be heading into the ocean today. Wait, hold on, maybe he shouldn't be saying "heading into the ocean" so casually…
"For beginners, getting used to being in the water is the most important thing."
Seeing his disappointment, Chisa explained from the side.
"I see… But I think I'm pretty familiar with the water. Back in high school, I was a swimming champion at our school."
Shiro raised his chin proudly. He wasn't lying, when it came to water-related activities, he always felt strangely at ease. There was even a time during his cringey middle school phase when he seriously considered whether he might be the son of the sea god.
He even had an existential crisis whether his father had coitus with a fish and he became the product of crossbreeding.
"Well, this is mainly to help Iori and the others get used to it…"
Chisa sighed as she glanced at Iori, who was still arguing over whether swimming skills were necessary.
"Yeah, that idiot is completely clueless when it comes to swimming. But wait, aren't you already able to dive? Why are you training with us? (′｀;)?"
Shiro looked at Chisa in confusion. He had just gone to the restroom, and when he came back, suddenly there was a professional-level diver in their group?
How was he supposed to maintain his sense of superiority over these fools and shut-ins now?!
Chisa turned her head away, she wanted to know the answer to that too! Her dad had forced her into it! She had already gone through this kind of basic training more times than she could count!
"Anyway! Everyone, get changed into your swimsuits!"
Tokita called out, signaling the start of the diving lesson.
"Eh? Do I have to change too?"
Chisa looked at her senior with reluctance.
"Of course!"
Hearing that, Chisa became even more unwilling, reluctantly grabbing her swimsuit and heading toward the changing room.
"Need any help?"
Shiro extended his hand like a true gentleman. He felt that, as a proper gentleman, he should offer assistance in such situations. After all, the straps on the back of a swimsuit were hard to tie alone.
"Not needed!"
Chisa shot him a fierce glare before turning on her heel and marching into the changing room.
"Hurry up and get changed, Shiro!"
"Oh, right away… Pfft!"
Shiro nearly exploded when he turned back around.
Did the two seniors really have to stand there, casually chatting with their "censored areas" on full display?! If this kept up, this story might end up getting banned!!!
While the two seniors were explaining breathing techniques to Iori, Shiro quickly changed into his own swimsuit, a simple pair of plain black swim trunks without any flashy designs.
"By the way, don't you think it's weird to be wearing Rarako?"
Shiro stared at Kōhei's swimsuit in confusion. Wasn't Rarako supposed to be his waifu? He couldn't even begin to imagine wearing swimsuits featuring Hanabi, Hirono, or any other girls! Especially on swim trunks!
"This is Rarako's way of protecting me!"
"…"
Shiro completely failed to understand these damn otaku! He refused to acknowledge himself as one of them, he was a normie!
"Alright, let's begin the training!"
The two seniors instinctively gathered around Kōhei and Iori.
Shiro looked around and suddenly felt… left out.
"Uh… what about me?"
"Oh, Shiro, Chisa isn't here yet. Just do the same exercise as Iori, try opening your eyes underwater."
"…"
Shiro was starting to understand why they had forced Chisa to come.
He… was definitely the chosen one!
His instructor was a cute girl! Meanwhile, the idiot and the otaku were stuck being trained by muscular bros!
Feeling enlightened, Shiro relaxed completely and slowly submerged himself in the water.
For someone skilled in swimming, this was the most familiar environment imaginable. Opening his eyes underwater was second nature to him.
Look at that fool, Kitahara, over there—he even needed to wear swimming goggles! What a weakling.
And what about our dear Kōhei?
Oh, he was busy messing around with Senior Tokita…
Wait…
…Did they just pull down each other's swim trunks…?
playful splashing noises.jpg
Splash!
Shiro and Iori surfaced at the exact same time. Clearly, both of them had just witnessed something… indescribable.
In some twisted way, their reactions were eerily in sync.
"How was it? Pretty amazing underwater, huh?"
Unaware of what had just transpired, Kotobuki grinned at them, assuming they were simply awestruck by the underwater scenery.
Which, in a sense… they were.
But it definitely wasn't the kind of scenery he was thinking of…
"Sorry… I don't think I can ever go diving again in this lifetime…"
"Sorry… I think I need to go get my eyes checked…"
(′｀;)?
Was the view in this pool really that beautiful?
Puzzled, Kotobuki decided to dive underwater himself to check. Everything looked completely normal. Just like usual!
Hmm… it seemed like those two still weren't fully used to it.
In that case, there was only one solution left—
Time to use the secret weapon!
…
Meanwhile, Chisa was staring at herself in the mirror with a troubled expression.
She never minded wearing a wetsuit while diving, but now that she had to wear a swimsuit in the pool, she felt a bit weird!
Also… that scumbag was actually right, the strings on the back of the swimsuit really were hard to tie. How had she never noticed this before?
But since she had already put it on, she wasn't going to take it off now. Feeling embarrassed, she simply threw on a jacket and walked toward the pool. She had probably taken longer than she should have.
However, when she arrived and saw the scene in front of her, she regretted it…
Iori was lying completely naked in the pool with a towel on his forehead, looking like he was taking a bath at home.
Meanwhile, Shiro was on the poolside, scrubbing Iori's back with a washcloth.
"How's the pressure, boss? Want a red wine scrub?"
Shiro grinned flatteringly. He had once dreamed of spreading the culture of the Northeast bathhouses throughout Japan.
Unfortunately, it was too exhausting, so he gave up on that dream at age ten. He only displayed his techniques when hanging out with cute girls.
As for why Kitahara Iori got to enjoy it? Simple, he paid for it!
50,000 yen!
He even wrote an IOU!
Kitahara Iori now owed 140,000 yen!
Considering the idiot's financial situation, Shiro decided to visit home soon. He was sure Uncle Kitahara would be absolutely thrilled to see that IOU. (??ω??)
"Oh, hey, Chisa! Want to try it out? I'll give you a 20% discount!"
Shiro, a master of bribing instructors, immediately offered a deal. But… why did his teacher look so disgusted?
Following her gaze, Shiro turned his head, only to see Iori still lying there like a bum.
(σ≧?≦)σ Haha! I'm not the trash one this time!
Feeling like something was missing, Iori finally opened his eyes, only to be greeted by a pair of eyes as bright as the stars.
Of course, they would've been perfect if they weren't filled with intense disdain…
"No! Wait, Chisa! It's not what you think!"
Realizing the situation, Iori immediately stood up, his 'censorship block' exposed to the open air. Chisa's disgust deepened…
"This was all for my diving training! Right, senior?!"
Iori desperately looked to Kotobuki for backup.
"Well, technically, yes. But Iori, don't you normally enjoy stripping anyway?"
What kind of image do you all have of me?!
Iori screamed internally as Chisa's disgust grew stronger.
In the end, she reluctantly accepted the explanation, but since she wasn't perverted enough to fit in, she decided to go to the other side of the pool.
"Honestly… I've completely lost interest in underwater scenery now."
Iori sighed as he sat on the poolside. He never wanted to see a sight like that again.
Hearing that, Chisa glanced at Iori with curiosity.
..............
"Ah! I'm so jealous of that idiot Kitahara! He actually gets to spend time alone with Nanaka-senpai!"
Thinking about how Nanaka had taken Kitahara somewhere alone, Shiro couldn't help but shed tears of regret. Why, oh why, wasn't he the one left behind at GB instead?!
At that time, having not attended many late-night drinking parties, Shiro had no idea that the Nanaka-senpai he admired had some rather... unique preferences.
"Nah~ Shiro, what are you thinking about? You shouldn't be thinking about other women at a time like this~"
A pair of slender arms wrapped around Shiro's neck, warm breath tickling his ear, while a soft sensation pressed against his back, filling the room with an ambiguous atmosphere.
However, in the next second...
Those arms suddenly tightened with terrifying force, choking Shiro's neck.
(′?`)
"A-Azusa-nee! My neck! That's my neck!"
The ambiguous atmosphere instantly vanished. Shiro could no longer feel the softness against his back; in fact, he felt like his ancestors were calling out to him.
"Well, who told you to be thinking about another woman at a time like this? So disobedient~"
Azusa, realizing that she might have gone a little overboard after drinking, loosened her grip, though she remained sprawled on top of him.
Since they were at home, Azusa was only wearing a small tank top, and Shiro could clearly feel the slight bump pressing against his back~
"Cough cough... Don't make it sound so ambiguous, Azusa-nee! But still, thanks for the hospitality!"
"Pfft—hahaha! You really are such an interesting guy!"
Hearing Shiro's words, Azusa happily ruffled his hair. As expected, hanging out with this guy was never boring~
Of course, the reason Azusa was in Shiro's room wasn't because he had managed to "conquer" her.
It was simply because of their usual drinking meetups.
Before they knew it, they had developed a habit of drinking at each other's places at night.
Honestly, neither of them was normal! A normal person wouldn't just start casually crashing at someone's place for drinks after only knowing them for a few days!
"Shiro, your room is so clean… So… you didn't throw away all the stuff I gave you, did you?!"
Seeing the spotless and tidy room, Azusa felt unbalanced again. Why was her own room such a mess?!
As this thought crossed her mind, she once again put Shiro in a chokehold!
(′?`)
"N-No! I kept all of it!"
Shiro struggled desperately, feeling like if he didn't do something, he'd meet his end here tonight.
But he really hadn't thrown away the things Azusa had given him. No matter how strange they were, the quality was top-notch!
If he resold them on a second-hand website later, he might even make a decent profit!
As for sentimentality?
Come on! Someone who gives those kinds of things clearly isn't acting out of sentiment!
"Where did you put them? Let me take a look! Just drinking is too boring, let's watch something together!"
Azusa's eyes lit up. What's the fun in just drinking? Now was the perfect time to appreciate some art!
Damn it, Azusa-nee! As if drinking alone with your kouhai at night wasn't bad enough, now you want to watch those kinds of films together too?! You're just setting me up for misunderstandings!
If he told anyone about tonight and claimed that nothing happened, no one would believe him!
"Second drawer on the right. Oh, and Azusa-nee! Make sure to pick something with a man and a woman! I'm a normal person, okay? I don't want to watch anything weird!"
Shiro declared righteously. He didn't care about much, but this was non-negotiable!
"Eh… Shiro, you can't be so picky at such a young age."
Azusa looked disappointed. She had so many good treasures in her collection!
I knew it!
Seeing Azusa's reaction, Shiro mentally patted himself on the back for his quick thinking. As expected, this woman had no intention of watching anything normal! And since when did this count as being picky?!
'Picky' should be reserved for cursed tags or something truly degenerate!
"Huh? Shiro, what's this?"
While searching for a film, Azusa unexpectedly found a file on Shiro's computer.
"Scum's Wish? Shiro, are you planning to write a book?"
Azusa looked at Shiro with curiosity. So this little puppy actually had a hidden talent?
"Oh, that's my new novel. I already wrote a light novel before, and now I want to try a different style."
"Wait, you're a light novel author?!"
"…Doesn't my room's setup scream it?"
"I just thought you were a hardcore otaku."
!!!
What the hell?! I'm a normie! No one can call me an otaku!
"So, Shiro, are you just some struggling writer?"
"!!! I'm a bestselling light novel author! My royalties are in the millions!"
!!!
Now it was Azusa's turn to be shocked. Was the light novel industry this easy to get into?! And was the money really that good?!
"…Wipe that look off your face. I can already tell exactly what you're thinking, you idiot!"
She was way too easy to read! Just one look, and Shiro knew she was wondering if she should start writing too!
"Hahaha, I was just too surprised! I'll check out your novel when I get home!
Oh, right! What's this new book about?"
Shiro had only written the opening of Scum's Wish, but he had already drawn the illustrations.
Azusa looked at the beautiful artwork and thought this short-haired girl must be the female lead. So cute~
"Oh, that? It's about the male and female leads saving each other. A pretty good story."
Shiro said confidently. He wasn't lying! He could say that with his chest!
"Meh, sounds a bit cliché, but I'll give it a shot."
As expected! Azusa wasn't an ordinary woman. Hearing such a standard plot actually made her less interested!
"Forget that! Let's watch the film! I found a good one!"
Temporarily setting the light novel aside, Azusa excitedly held up a film.
Seeing the cover featuring two men and two women, Shiro sighed in relief. It was still within acceptable bounds. Though, having four people made it seem even more thrilling…
Drinking! Watching films! This was the life!
…
"…Hey, Azusa-nee…"
"What?"
"Can you explain to me why this film started off normal, but then the two guys ended up together, and the two girls ended up together?"
"Eh? But I picked it according to your standards. I even gave you a bonus pair (′｀;)?"
!!!
A bonus pair, my ass!
Adding that pair completely ruined everything! Who the hell directed this masterpiece that threw everything together?!
"…Azusa-nee, isn't your preferences a little too weird…?"
"Hahaha, is that so? Oh, by the way, I'm bisexual~ For girls, I like Nanaka. For guys, I'd choose Buuki. But now, I think Shiro's not bad either."
"…"
An enemy.
My love rival is right beside me!
And she's already infiltrated my ranks!
Also, are the two guys you like are way too different from each other?!
A brand new day~
"So… can someone explain why this thing is here?"
Inside the GB dormitory, Shiro, Iori, and Kohei were gathered around a girl's uniform, carefully examining it.
The seniors had told them this had something to do with diving, but no matter how much they thought about it, they just couldn't figure out how the two were related!
Even after Nanaka returned with the diving customers, they still hadn't come to a conclusion. Though they didn't understand, they were absolutely shocked!
"Well then, it's about time we explain the reason we gave you these things!"
The voice of Tokita shattered their train of thought. It was as if a switch had been flipped, and the three of them immediately erupted into a barrage of complaints toward their seniors.
"This diving suit, fine! We get what it's for even if you don't explain!"
"But what the hell is up with this girl's uniform?!"
"Senpai! Just turn yourself in already! Sexual assault is a crime, you know!"
"..."
The two seniors looked at them in utter confusion. First off, they were genuinely concerned about Iori and Kohei's imaginative capabilities. Second… what the hell was going on in Shiro's head?! Why did he always assume the worst and try to send people to jail?!
"These two outfits are clearly both meant for diving."
Kohei stared at the two seniors with grave concern for their mental well-being.
"Did they take some kind of weird drugs or something?!"
Iori, on the other hand, was carefully examining the girl's uniform with a serious expression. "Wait a second! Maybe we just don't know enough about diving!"
"I've got it!"
Shiro suddenly shouted, as if he had finally connected the dots between the completely unrelated topics of girls' uniforms and diving.
"They must be used for underwater performances! I remember seeing this kind of thing at exhibitions before!"
Hearing Shiro's words, Iori and Kohei nodded in realization. "Ahh, so that's what it's for…"
And just like that, their minds were instantly flooded with an image of their two seniors wearing girls' uniforms while diving underwater…
Σ_(???」∠) GAG!!!
Such avant-garde artistry was clearly far too advanced for mere mortals to comprehend!
"I don't know what you three are imagining…"
"But judging by your reactions, it must be something terrible…"
Creaaak~
Just then, Chisa, who had been missing until now, finally returned.
"I'm back."
"Welcome back~" ×3
Their synchronized greeting made Chisa feel like she had just walked into a host club. It was just that the quality of the hosts was… highly questionable.
Ignoring their weird enthusiasm for now, her eyes immediately landed on the three of them holding a girl's uniform.
"…Perverts."
That judgmental, trash-disposing look in her eyes was back! Except this time, the target was all three of them!
"Wait, Chisa! This was given to us for diving!"
Even though Iori himself didn't believe this excuse, he had no other choice at this point. Desperation called for sincerity!
"…For diving? Oh, it's that time already, huh."
To their complete shock, Chisa actually believed the excuse!
The three of them were utterly dumbfounded. Did this really mean… girls' uniforms were essential for diving?!
…
"Alright, let's officially go over this!"
"These are the necessary diving equipment!"
To give the three newcomers a more direct understanding of diving, the two seniors laid out all the essential equipment on the table.
Lead weights, diving suits, masks, fins, snorkels, regulators, buoyancy compensators, and various other indispensable items. As they looked at the array of equipment on the table, the three newbies' faces darkened.
"Didn't you say the uniform was necessary?!"
"It was a lie after all!"
"Damn it! I was actually looking forward to seeing someone dive in a uniform!"
"…You three should just listen for now."
The two seniors, realizing that the trio still didn't grasp the seriousness of the matter, continued their explanation.
"Next, as long as we fill the oxygen tanks with air, we'll be ready to start."
The seniors explained, the three still looked utterly lost. So… what the hell did this have to do with that damn uniform?!
"In other words, diving…"
"Is surprisingly expensive."
Seeing the three of them struggle, the two seniors decided to stop being cryptic. If they left it up to them to figure it out on their own, they probably wouldn't get it even after an entire day!
(′｀;)?
However, the three still didn't understand what the seniors meant—more specifically, they couldn't comprehend the cost of diving.
"Um… would it be okay to ask how much it costs?"
"Well, the prices vary depending on the shop, but it's generally around this amount."
Chisa wrote down a number on a piece of paper and showed it to them.
11,000 yen!
!!!
Iori and Kohei were utterly shocked.
That was the cost of just one dive, and as members of the diving club…
Who knew how many times they'd have to dive?!
Even if the diving club got a slight discount, the price was still absurdly high.
"Damn, this is expensive!"
"If we were working adults, fine, but for us…"
"Why not just buy a set?"
(｀ー′)!
Iori and Kohei turned their murderous gazes toward Shiro, as if they had just discovered a traitor in their midst!
Buy a set?!
Did he even realize what he was saying?!
"Uh… is that not affordable?"
Seeing their dangerous expressions, Shiro cautiously took a step back and swallowed nervously.
"Die!"
"You bastard, just how rich are you?! You think being an only child lets you act this arrogant?!"
Iori immediately put Shiro in a chokehold. He had no idea that Shiro had earned all his money himself and simply assumed he was just another spoiled kid like him.
After all, the Kamishiro family lived right next door to Iori's. He knew a little about their finances—just enough to say… owning land sure was amazing!
The Kamishiro family only ran a small teahouse, but they owned land! A lot of land! And it was all tea fields! That was real wealth!
But despite being born into what many would consider a dream life, Shiro wasn't the least bit interested. He figured that kind of lifestyle would be fine for retirement, but a young guy like him could never settle for it!
And so, he chose freedom, which meant he hadn't received a single yen of financial support from his family for years now…
In fact… he hadn't been home in years. If not for the occasional phone call, his parents would probably have thought he had drowned in the sea with the cement or become part of the foundation for some bridge under construction!
(T/N: Human blood keeps bridges strong and robust!)
…
Shiro ultimately never got the chance to explain the truth because the moment he tried to, Kohei sealed his mouth shut with duct tape!
And the other three just stood by and watched coldly as the two continued bullying him!
Just you wait! The tides will turn in thirty years! Don't look down on a young— Wait! Bastard! What's in your hand?! That's "Water of Life," isn't it?! Why the hell do you have that hidden in your pants?! Yamete… Kudasai…!
Kamishiro Shiro—DECEASED.
"Man, that was brutal."
"Their relationship is unexpectedly good, huh?"
The two seniors nodded in satisfaction at the scene before them. They hadn't ignored it out of cruelty, they just figured this was how they bonded.
After all, in PaB, drinking together was a sign of friendship!
Only Chisa silently mourned for Shiro, though even she found his blatant flaunting of wealth pretty annoying.
Tch, damn rich people!
"By now, you should have figured it out," Tokita said while preparing a hangover remedy.
"You mean… what exactly?"
"The proper way to use that uniform."
"..."
Hearing that, Iori and Kohei turned their eyes back to the girls' uniform in their hands, and suddenly—their minds filled with completely different images!
Kohei imagined himself being scouted by a talent agent, rising to fame, and basking in the cheers of middle school girls who adored him.
Iori's imagination was even wilder, he envisioned himself being forced to wear the girls' uniform, turning into a female college student, "Little Iori," and getting dragged into shady business by corrupt seniors.
By the dead of night, he'd follow a greasy, middle-aged man to a hotel room… only to sit on a bed surrounded by wads of cash, silently drowning in despair and pleasure?
!!!
In just a few minutes, the way the two of them looked at the uniform changed drastically, their eyes now filled with both anticipation and horror!
Even Chisa could tell that they were thinking about something incredibly ridiculous.
"…Whatever it is, it's definitely something awful."
"They sure have some vivid imaginations."
"What a bunch of interesting guys. Though Shiro really needs to work on his alcohol tolerance."
Tokita poured his homemade hangover cure down Shiro's throat.
As expected of a veteran drinker, less than a minute later, Shiro dazedly opened his eyes.
His vision was blurry. It took him a few seconds to process where he was… and what had happened to him…
"YOU TWO BASTARDS!!!"
The moment he pieced everything together, Shiro launched himself at Iori and Kohei, fully intending to strangle them.
Who the hell force-feeds someone an entire bottle of Water of Life?!
(T/N: Its vodka btw.)
For a moment, Shiro couldn't even feel his throat!
This was insane, absolutely insane!
Before university, he had only ever stolen the occasional sip of beer. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he'd one day chug an entire bottle of pure liquor!
And yet… things didn't quite go as he had planned.
THUD!
With his body still weak from the alcohol, Shiro faceplanted onto the ground.
From his angle, he could see Iori and Kohei's once terrified faces slowly twist into eerie smiles.
...
"Done!"
Iori clapped his hands together, revealing Shiro completely tied to a chair. The binding technique was extremely professional, and his mouth was even stuffed with a wad of paper!
Chisa's face twitched at the sight. "Was this really necessary?"
"Absolutely!"
Iori spoke with a serious expression. "Even though this guy is a scumbag, his attack power is insane! He can fight me to a draw! If you add Kohei into the mix, our chances of winning drop to 30%! So tying him up is the safest option!"
"Yeah, yeah, that makes— Wait a minute! Why does our winning percentage drop to 30% when you add me?!"
Kohei, who had been nodding in agreement, suddenly realized something was off and immediately started wrestling with Iori.
Chisa, watching these two idiots, decided to stay silent. They really had no concern for the future.
Meanwhile, Shiro, the one actually tied up, was already planning where to bury these two.
There was one thing Iori wasn't wrong about: they really couldn't beat him. In order to freely "bond" with the girls, Shiro maintained a strict workout routine every day!
Just looking at his physique made it clear—Shiro was a 185 cm tall man with eight-pack abs!
Tonight, he was definitely burying these two.
"Alright, enough fighting. Let's get back to the topic. Do you guys know about the 'Izu Spring Festival'?"
The two seniors put a stop to Iori and Kohei's pointless scuffle and finally revealed the real reason behind all this.
"Izu Spring Festival?"
The three of them looked at the seniors in confusion. It was their first time in Izu, so of course, they had never heard of it.
"It's a university festival that takes place in May at our school."
(′｀;)?
"And?"
"The 'Club Battle Mr. Beauty Pageant'! If you win, there's a cash prize!"
"Oh… I see now."
A cash prize, huh? No wonder they were bringing it up.
Then… the three of them looked at the girls' uniform in the middle of the room.
"… Don't tell me you want us to participate?"
"Yep, that's right!"
"HELL NO!!!!" ×2
"MMMMPH!!!"
Shiro also made a strong protest, but given his current state, he couldn't make any other sound.
"Hey, don't be so stubborn."
"Think about it, this is a noble club activity!"
Since when did their club have anything to do with nobility?!
The three of them stood their ground firmly against the seniors.
"First, we have to drink naked! And now we have to cross-dress for some ridiculous pageant?! THIS is a club activity?!"
"Seriously, what kind of club is this?!"
"MMMMMPH!"
Seeing their strong resistance, the seniors figured they hadn't explained things properly.
"This event is also known as the 'Who's the Biggest Bastard Contest.'"
"Nicknamed… 'Explosion Man'!"
"…"
"That's disgusting!"
"That's the worst name ever!"
"MMMMM!"
Watching their unreliable seniors, Iori turned to Chisa for help.
And then… Chisa also confirmed that this event was real, no matter how absurd it sounded.
"I'll pass. If I wear something like this, I'll just become a walking joke," Kohei said, waving his hand dismissively. There was no way he'd wear something like that.
Slap!
A large hand landed on Kohei's shoulder.
Tokita stared straight into Kohei's eyes.
"Kohei… you're very beautiful!"
"!!!"
Kohei's eyes widened involuntarily. "W-What are you saying?"
"If you participate, we'll win!"
"Would you be willing to contribute your beauty for the sake of our club?"
Just those few short sentences completely stunned Kohei, and his mental defenses began to crumble.
"Even if you say that..."
"We really need your strength!"
"It's embarrassing, but please, we're counting on you!"
Watching this scene unfold, Iori let out a sigh of relief. As expected, Kohei was still too soft.
"In that case, you don't need me anymore, right?"
Iori felt great, having a pretty boy like Kohei meant he was safe!
Slap!
A large hand landed on Iori's shoulder as well.
"Hey, Iori, you've got the perfect face for comedy!"
"Fuck you! You wanna die?!"
However, the two seniors completely ignored their protests. When someone resisted, all they had to do was chase them down until they had nowhere left to run. This method never failed!
"MMMMMM!!!"
So none of you are even going to listen to my opinion?! I don't want to do this either!
Shiro shed tears of sorrow. Also, wasn't this rope tied way too tightly?!