"So which university's girls are we having a mixer with? I'm so excited!"
"Ah... I heard they're all from Oumi Women's Academy. Right, Yu?"
"That's right. And the person I invited happens to know Aina's friends, so I heard they'll be coming together..."
Two days later, on the day of the mixer, Miyazawa Yu looked at the two flashy guys in suits in front of him and felt a headache coming on.
Forget about Yamamoto's carnation tie. What was with Hajime Nojima's sequined vest?!
Was this San Francisco in the nineties? Sequined clothing had been out of style for years. How did he have the courage to wear it?!
"Is that so! Students from Oumi Women's Academy are worth looking at!"
Shyly rubbing the back of his head, Shinichiro Yamamoto turned around with a look of certain victory.
Iori and the others came to the mixer in casual clothes. They must have already given up. But in terms of effort, he was sure to win this time!
"By the way, what's the girl herself like? What are her hobbies?"
"Huh? You mean the girl with the heavy makeup... ah, no..."
When Aina was mentioned, Kohei Imamura's mind was instantly filled with her "Cakey" form, and he had no idea how to describe her.
Seeing this, Miyazawa Yu rubbed his chin and thought for a second, then immediately came to the rescue, "If I had to say! She's a person who clearly separates her work life and private life!"
"Is that so! So she's a strong, independent type!"
"She's a very capable type! I like it!"
"Huh?!"
He couldn't believe that Yu had managed to make "likes heavy makeup" sound so elegant. Kohei Imamura turned to Miyazawa Yu in horror.
But at this moment, the latter's face was not red, and his heart wasn't racing. What he said wasn't wrong, was it?
She was a "Cakey" at work, but she was gentle and quiet in private. Describing Aina as someone who clearly separates her public and private life was a perfect fit!
The art of language—how could it be considered a lie?!
"But having said that, she was very reluctant at the time. You two need to cherish this opportunity, got it!"
Taking over the conversation, Iori Kitahara was afraid that Yamamoto and Nojima would get the benefits without putting in the work. He specifically emphasized the hardship of his seven kneelings and three bows.
In response, Nojima and Yamamoto shook their heads slightly after hearing this and sighed, feeling sorry for the girl.
"Isn't that obvious?! Because she has to introduce her friends to a bunch of perverts."
"If it were me, I would have already committed suicide out of shame!"
"I have to say, your self-awareness is truly clear..."
Rubbing his forehead, Miyazawa Yu specifically reminded them, "I'm telling you in advance, the person I'm bringing is a top-tier good woman. Try not to embarrass yourselves, got it!"
"Ah! That's right. Yu did say that the person he found would be Kohei's type!"
Holding up a single finger, Iori Kitahara pointed to Kohei Imamura.
Seeing this, Yamamoto and Nojima's expressions immediately turned to horror. They quickly took two steps back and scolded, "Middle schoolers are an absolute no! We may be perverts, but we have morals!"
"Go to hell, you bastards!"
Holding up two middle fingers, Kohei Imamura actually didn't believe that Yu could find him a good woman.
On top of that, after the way he had just spun a yarn, packaging Aina the "Cakey" as a "strong, independent woman," his remaining trust was completely gone.
Even if he was stupid, there was no way he would fall for it!
"Now, now~ You two just remember whose connections you used to get into this mixer."
"Oh, right! Iori, it's normal for you to feel disgusted. After all, you already have a girlfriend, but you're still coming to a mixer."
"That's right!"
Speaking of which, it made them angry. He had already plucked the flower of the engineering department, but he still had the nerve to come to a mixer!
Yamamoto and Nojima immediately took down a self-aggrandizing Iori and began to viciously "shame" him. This was their way of punishing the scoundrel for Chisa-chan!
"I already told you! Chisa isn't—"
Two fists couldn't beat four legs. After being soundly beaten, Iori Kitahara wanted to clarify, but then he suddenly remembered his promise to Azusa-senpai.
Helplessly, he struggled to break free from the fight, trembling and sweating profusely. "That's right! Chisa isn't—I'm just kidding, she's my girlfriend..."
"Ha! So you're showing off your love now!"
"I'm going to make you die at sea!"
Seeing Hajime Nojima pull out a bag of cement from who-knows-where, Miyazawa Yu helplessly kicked them one by one from behind, reminding them, "We're here. Don't get your clothes dirty just to kill Iori!"
"Oh! Is this the place!"
"Tch! The girls are already here, so we'll spare Iori for now..."
"Yeah, yeah! Alright, let's go..."
Ignoring Iori's grateful look, Miyazawa Yu lifted his leg to enter the store. After all, it was rude to keep girls waiting for too long!
But just as he raised his foot, Hajime Nojima grabbed his shoulder.
"Wait a minute! Yu, do you know the secret code for a mixer?"
"Secret code?"
He turned his head in confusion. Seeing his bewildered expression, Hajime Nojima put on an "I see, you don't know anything!" face and began to explain.
"Exactly! First, you have to point your chopsticks at the person you're interested in. This is very important!"
"I see..."
"Is this to prevent a brawl?"
He learned something. Miyazawa Yu's high school was semi-aristocratic, and the mixers he attended were more like cocktail parties, where everyone walked around with a glass in hand.
This was the first time he had ever learned the rules of a small-scale gathering like this. It seemed there was a lot to it!
"Second! If you're not interested in anyone, you point your chopsticks at yourself to show you're out! The people who are out have to support the others, got it!"
"No problem, as long as I don't get buried."
Giving a thumbs-up, Miyazawa Yu decided to trust Nojima this one time since he seemed so experienced. After all, he might be having mixers with these scoundrels in the future.
Even if this one didn't work out, it was always good to gain some experience.
"Heh, don't make me laugh..."
"?"
Miyazawa Yu didn't expect someone to sing a different tune at this moment. He turned his head and saw that Shinichiro Yamamoto was looking down, emitting a terrifying aura.
"Yamamoto?"
"What a joke! I don't need a secret code!"
"B-but..."
Kohei Imamura tried to persuade Yamamoto to follow the rules, but the other party cut him off with a wave of his hand.
"Don't try to stop me! I've made up my mind today..."
Yamamoto Shinichiro bowed his head slightly, and a tear streamed down his face. "No matter the opponent! I'm going to lose my virginity today!"
"What a man!"
"He's truly an inspiring guy!"
"No, no, no! This is clearly just a scumbag who isn't picky about women..."
Although Yamamoto was bathed in a glorious light, Miyazawa Yu wasn't going to be deceived by his grandiose vows. The harem king had nothing but contempt for a guy who was so desperate!
But this first mixer was indeed a little exciting!
Looking at the store's door, which seemed to be shining brightly, he had a feeling of déjà vu but still raised his fist high.
"Are you ready! We're heading into a new world!"
"OH!!!"
Everyone was fired up. What kind of encounters would they have this time? It was exciting to think about...
"Nice to meet you all~☆"
Pfft!
Miyazawa Yu spat out a mouthful of blood as he looked at the five "Cakeys" standing neatly in front of him.
He finally knew where the strange sense of familiarity came from. It was just like when he first walked into Grand Blue!
He couldn't accept it! He couldn't accept the existence of "Cakeys" both physically and mentally!
In the suffocating atmosphere, four pairs of chopsticks turned towards their owners, indicating that the mixer for the four unlucky guys had ended before it had even begun.