"Kidney deficiency, sometimes after excessive drinking... sore waist and legs, low spirits, feels like your body has been hollowed out..."
"Is your kidney overdrawn? Use XX Brand Kidney Pills! To replenish your overdrawn kidney!"
His consciousness was immersed in a pitch-black world. Miyazawa Yu felt as if someone was constantly whispering something impolite in his ear.
"My head... is going to explode. Who's talking?"
He muttered to himself, but all he felt was an unbearable dryness in his mouth. He rubbed his head and waved his arm, trying to grab a cup of water from his bedside table, but he couldn't grab anything.
And as the sensation beneath him became clearer, he suddenly realized that he was not sleeping on a warm bed. This cold, rough texture felt more like... cement!
"Who am I! Where am I! What happened?!"
He shot up with a jolt, uttering the three most famous unsolved mysteries in human history in his daze.
Unfortunately, no one could answer him. The other three naked men lying with him were sound asleep, strewn all over the place, showing no signs of waking up.
"Is it already the next day? I think I was..."
Miyazawa Yu squinted to avoid the sunlight. He forced his brain, which was still recovering from an all-night drinking binge, to rewind the scene to last night.
He remembered being so excited about stripping Iori that he tore off his own clothes. He also played yakyuuken with the seniors for a long time.
He had won many rounds, stripping countless seniors of their underwear, but in the end, he was outnumbered and finally fell in front of Senpai Ryūjirō.
Then, that means!
He suddenly noticed a crucial detail. Miyazawa Yu immediately looked down.
Fortunately, his underwear was still on. It seemed that by the end, everyone was just hanging on by a thread. After he lost, they all passed out immediately, which was why he and his underwear were spared from being separated.
"Ah~ It's already 8:30. The freshman orientation is at 9, and I'm almost late all because of drinking with them!"
He pulled out his phone from his underwear. Miyazawa Yu checked the time and stretched his neck. At this point, his hearing was also starting to return.
But the ear-piercing jingle for the kidney pills didn't lessen at all. Instead, it gradually twisted and reconfigured into a clear human voice.
"Ah! He's awake! The buffest one is awake! Sleeping naked in front of the auditorium on the first day of school, is he a pervert?"
"Are the security guards going to do anything? It's so scary!"
"Someone has already gone to find them. He'll probably be taken away and taught a lesson, right?"
"..."
His body froze. Miyazawa Yu's art style suddenly became jagged and angular. He looked around in a panic. In front of him was a large walkway lined with cherry blossoms. At the end of the walkway was a huge building that looked like an auditorium. This didn't look like an indoor scene at all.
He turned his head stiffly. A cherry blossom petal fell and stuck to his nose, but Miyazawa Yu had no desire to flick it away. He had just realized that behind him was a sea of people.
Countless young students were gathered behind him and his group of naked men, whispering and discussing. Many of them were even holding up their phones and recording.
It's over!
His pupils trembled. Sleeping naked in the middle of a road on the first day of school, blocking pedestrians—if this was posted on the school forum, his dating prospects for the next four years would be completely ruined!
After all, as soon as he talked to anyone, he'd be recognized and they'd say, "Oh! I know you! You're that guy who slept naked on campus on the first day!"
Who would want to date a pervert like that!
"Is... my life over?"
He was on the verge of tears. Miyazawa Yu just wanted to explode on the spot.
He was a fool, a real fool! He only knew that joining the slightly abnormal Pab club would allow him to be near the angelic Sister Nanaka, but he had completely failed to consider the price he would have to pay.
The greatest sorrow is a heart that has died. Maybe... he should just go back to Tokyo!
[Host, please do not lose heart! In light of the Host's completion of the mission at 10:10 PM last night, the system has used one exchange opportunity to provide the Host with the item you most need right now!]
"Liar! What kind of item can prevent social death in this situation! A 'Clear all collective memory' button?!"
Just as Miyazawa Yu was completely losing hope, hearing the clicks of camera flashes, and was ready to give up and accept his fate, the system suddenly popped up a notification.
But he had long since lost all basic trust in this useless thing.
Besides, in this situation, he couldn't think of any item that could turn the tables. Other than an item that could clear memories, there was probably no other possibility!
[It's a mask! I have given the Host a mask!]
[Item: The Luchador's Mask]
[Item Description: The Luchador never takes off his mask. No one can take off the mask without the Host's consent!]
"!!!"
"System! You're the best! (He raised a thumbs-up!)"
He froze for two seconds. Miyazawa Yu touched his face and felt a thin layer of breathable material. There were holes for his eyes, nose, and mouth, but the rest of his facial features were completely covered.
An idea instantly came to him! If he had been wearing a mask from the very beginning, then wouldn't he be...
Miyazawa Yu stood up. He glanced at his exposed V-shaped muscles and made a firm decision. He suddenly faced the crowd and struck a magnificent bodybuilding pose, eliciting a chorus of gasps.
"Listen up, everyone! My name is Iori Kitahara! Don't you forget it!"
He changed poses a few times, making sure his heroic figure was captured by all the onlookers. Miyazawa Yu turned around with a satisfied expression and ran.
This way, as long as his handsome photos spread, only the name 'Iori' would be disgraced. When he put on his clothes later, who would be able to recognize him as the masked Luchador?!
'Just as planned!'
As for Iori's reputation being ruined... well, he'd just have to fend for himself!
...
"Ugh... My head hurts! It's so weird that that bastard Yu won last night!"
Four or five minutes after Miyazawa Yu ran away, Iori Kitahara also woke up.
He had passed out earlier last night, so his head was relatively clear. He immediately realized that something was wrong with the situation around him.
When he heard his name being passed around in the crowd, he was completely dumbfounded.
'It was just sleeping naked in front of the auditorium! Did they have to put my name on blast so quickly?'
Wait a minute! Why was he calling sleeping naked in public 'just that'? It's over! It seems he was already becoming abnormal!
His debut was his peak. Iori Kitahara squatted down in despair and covered his face, trying to salvage his campus reputation which was already a lost cause.
"Yo! Good morning, Iori! How's it going? We didn't make you late, did we!"
With the 9 a.m. class time approaching, Ryūjirō Kotobuki and Shinji Tokita also slowly woke up. Seeing that Iori was already up, they gave him a thumbs-up, striking the pose of reliable seniors.
"Are you two out of your minds!"
The culprits nonchalantly appeared. Iori Kitahara's anger instantly flared.
His eyes bulged and his veins popped as he tried to glare the two naked, monstrous seniors to death, who were even tidying the edges of their underwear.
"Whoa, your teeth are showing, Iori!"
"That's so impolite!"
"Only you two naked guys have no right to say that!"
His expression turned to one of extreme contempt. Iori Kitahara curled his bottom lip and glanced around again, suddenly realizing an even more serious problem—Miyazawa Yu! That bastard who had stripped him naked was nowhere to be found!
"Senpai Ryūjirō, didn't Yu come with us?"
"You mean Yu? That's right. We brought you two together last night, so where is he?"
"By the way, I'm the one who put your underwear on you! No need to thank me!"
"Is that so? Arigato... my foot! If you had time to put my underwear on, couldn't you at least have put another piece of clothing on me!"
He knelt on the ground, wailing helplessly. Two lines of clear tears flowed from his eyes. Was this 'being open and honest' some kind of strange Pab club cult ritual they had to follow?
These two guys, even when they had time to put his underwear on, wouldn't even put on one more piece of clothing!
"Alright! Stop complaining! The freshman orientation is about to start!"
"Ah! Then we should get ready for the club welcoming event too! Let's go! Let's go!"
"...Hmph, seriously, running into such weird people so early in the morning."
Within the crowd, Chisa Kotegawa sighed helplessly as she watched her childhood friend Iori being dragged away by Shinji and Ryūjirō.
It was already getting late, and most of the people gathered in front of the auditorium were new students.
Holding onto the sincere hope that she wouldn't get involved with a naked man on her first day of school, Chisa Kotegawa walked into the auditorium, completely unaware of what was about to happen.