"Oh! Naruzo, you're late. The exhibition has already started!"
"No choice, it took a while to find Hibiki and Akemi."
In the open-air exhibition hall, Miyazawa Yu occupied the core display area as arranged by the organizer.
Looking at the belated Machio, he crossed his arms, yielded the main spot, and shouted toward the audience below: "Next, let's welcome! My three beautiful concubines and my lifelong nemesis—Muscle King!!!"
"Ohhh! It's the original Muscle King-sama!!!"
"It's a showdown with a rival! I'm already pumped up!"
Fussing to clear a path for the four people to pass, the cameras in the hands of the onlookers never stopped. The flashes and shutter sounds almost blended into one.
You see, sometimes a complete set is much more valuable than a single item.
If their excitement level was one hundred percent with only the Muscle King on stage, now that the rival Muscle King and the beautiful concubines were all present, their excitement level had broken through the ceiling!!!
"Yu, you seem quite adapted to this."
Smiling and waving to the surroundings, Machio Naruzo stepped onto the stage and looked at Miyazawa Yu, who had completely immersed himself in the role, with a lot of emotion.
He remembered when Yu first came to SILVER MANGYM, he was still shy about promotions, but now he had completely grown into an independent warrior!
In response, Miyazawa Yu shook his head helplessly and said proudly: "Of course. After all, I'm getting paid, and I have special training methods!"
"Is that so?"
"Um! Could the two of you strike a pose?"
Just then, a young man in a jacket identical to Kyoudo no Kin below the stage raised his hand and loudly requested, his eyes full of longing.
"Of course!"
As a cosplayer invited by the organizer, Machio Naruzo naturally wouldn't refuse the audience's request, and he had actually wanted to ask something for a long time...
He clenched his hands and pounded them together heavily. The muscles on his body went from a relaxed state to an extremely ferocious one.
The ordinary quality of the cosplay outfit could not withstand the immense internal pressure and instantly tore open. In the scattered pieces of cloth, a ferocious beast was unleashed!
"Muscle King! How many kilograms is your muscle!!!"
"What kind of inexplicable coordinated line is that?"
Startled and trembling by the student and the fitness trainer joining the stage, Tachibana Satomi stood particularly reserved on the stage. Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to recognize her.
However, just as she planned to be a mute for the day and blend in, when such an explosive line appeared, she couldn't resist her urge to complain and automatically took on the role of the straight man.
"Hmm?"
"Oh..."
Being stared at by Machio-san looking back, Tachibana Satomi's heart began to pound—she was wearing a wig and colored contacts, so she shouldn't be recognized, right!
"You..."
"Gulp!"
It's over! The disguise was not seen through at all!
Her soul drifted out of her body. As a teacher, she liked boundary-pushing cosplay. Even if she was recognized and lost her job, she probably deserved it.
Tears welled up in the corner of her eyes. Just as Tachibana Satomi was beginning to bid farewell to the world, Machio Naruzo's next sentence shoved her soul back into her mouth.
"You haven't read Kyoudo no Kin, have you! I sincerely recommend reading it. It's the Bible for fitness enthusiasts!"
"Yes!"
Looking at Machio Naruzo's brilliant smile and thumbs up, she nodded mechanically with a face full of sorrow, looking exactly like a dried fish that had lost its dreams.
"It appeared! It's the famous line!"
"Facing the evil Muscle King! Muscle King-sama issued a soul-searching question!"
"And it's the original version of the action! It's exactly like the original work!"
Completely unaware that so much inner turmoil was happening on the stage, the onlookers were deeply shocked only by the real deal of the clothes bursting.
You must know that even the cheapest shirt is difficult for a normal person to tear apart with bare hands, let alone burst open with muscle power!
They thought a scene exactly like the original work was only a fantasy. No need to say more! It deserves high praise!
"I see~ Paying homage to the original work while challenging me?"
Outsiders watched the excitement, but Miyazawa Yu, the insider, saw the strategy.
Feeling the sense of threat blowing toward him, he raised an eyebrow, reached out, and embraced Azusa-senpai and Nanaka-san, turning his back to Machio.
His well-developed back muscles tensed completely with his embracing action, finally forming a ferocious Ogre's face.
"Ohoho~ Even a remnant of the old era can use his back muscles to support a small boat of protection. This is the meaning of my existence!"
"Finishing move! He's actually using the Ogre Back to counterattack! Responding to the accusation with his love is the romance unique to the Muscle King!"
"Waaah waaaah waaaah... To be able to reproduce it to this extent! I'm so touched!"
The so-called power of a man is the path of protection!
Being reminded of the plot where the aging Muscle King still insists on protecting his beautiful concubines, even though he is the villain, it still caused the audience below the stage to collectively break down in tears!
To be able to witness the life-and-death battle between Muscle King and Muscle King, no matter what, they came to the right convention this time!
"The reaction is surprisingly huge. By the way, who are the Muscle King and the Muscle King?"
Also a beautiful concubine but abandoned in the corner, Tachibana Satomi complained wildly, relying on the fact that Machio Naruzo hadn't recognized her identity.
And the audience below the stage, whose physiques were ordinary and even slightly overweight on average.
Yet, instead of paying attention to the beautiful women, they had such high enthusiasm for the fitness guys. When did the world become like this!!!
"...Iori, I'm so frustrated!"
"Shut up!"
Not far away, because all the flow of people was gathering towards the center stage, Iori and Kouhei, as security, were naturally transferred here.
Looking at Yu, who was showing off by hugging Nanaka-san and Azusa-senpai on the stage, Imamura Kouhei was sweating profusely, and his expression was extremely ferocious.
"Damn it! If I could be half-naked like Yu, I'd be willing even without a girlfriend!"
"Damn you! I told you to shut up! Say that again, and I'll kill you!"
His eyes narrowed into a slit. Kitahara Iori gasped for breath, the veins around his eyes bulging.
He, too, wanted to let loose and cool down, but work was work and would not shift based on personal will.
Instead of complaining here to no effect, it was better to wait honestly until Yu got off work, put on his clothes, and then rally people to punish him!
"Don't think about it, the more you think, the hotter it gets..."
"Ah! I really want to see Chisa and Aina. Mini-skirts, I really want to wear one."
"..."
Although saying that as a man was completely without dignity, Kitahara Iori felt he had no right to criticize Kouhei, because he also really wanted to wear one!
Kouhei was just suffering from a breakdown due to the security uniform. He just wanted to cool down! What did he do wrong!!!
"Ah, it's Brother Kitahara and Brother Blonde Hair!"
"Hmm?"
Sweat blurred his eyes. Imamura Kouhei couldn't see clearly what was in front of him, only that the "Oni-chan" sounded extremely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere outside the 2D world!
"It's hard work. Have some ice!"
Flipping out two popsicles from the plastic bag and handing them over, Sakura Hibiki had thought of acquaintances while taking pictures of Chisa earlier.
So, she had deliberately bought a few extra popsicles when buying them. Now they came in handy!
"Oh—! Arigato, Sakura-chan!"
"An angel!!!"
He had never found a dark-skinned gyaru so pleasing to the eye. When he saw Hibiki and the ice in her hand clearly, Imamura Kouhei's eyes were quickly blurred with tears again.
I'm sorry! He actually discriminated against dark-skinned gyarus when he played gal games before. He was too shameless!
From today onward, he announced that his true love was the dark-skinned gyaru!
"Eh!!! That's too much!"
Seeing Kouhei, who was so moved that he was about to hug her, Sakura Hibiki exclaimed and hopped back two steps, slapping the ice into the other person's mouth.
"It's fine. It was just something I did easily!"
"No! I can never repay your great kindness in this life!"
"Then you can repay it in the next life!"
Sensing a bad atmosphere, Miyazawa Yu flashed over with a black face and kicked the perverted Kouhei, who dared to harass a beautiful girl, right in the chin.
Spinning and spurting blood, Imamura Kouhei flew backward. Even so, his face still maintained the purest smile—
The ice given by the beautiful high school girl was so cool!
"Kouhei!!!"
...
That night at Grand Blue, having obtained the shy photos of little Chisa, Nanaka Kotegawa nestled on the sofa, holding the camera and giggling constantly.
At the other end of the sofa was the completely gray Chisa. The distribution of flyers in a mini-skirt had exhausted her mind and spirit.
To be honest, when the flashlights went off, she felt as if a part of her dignity was taken away along with her soul.
"Waaah waaaah waaaah! I can't get married! I definitely can't get married now!"
"It's okay! You can get married, you can get married!"
Furiously petting the head of the crying Aina, Azusa Hamaoka took a sip of wine with a grin and asked Kouhei: "Right, Kouhei?"
"Huh? Whatever, right now, I just want to know how I can perfectly dispose of Yu without being found out!"
The surprise attack was successful. Taking advantage of Miyazawa Yu wearing clothes to collect his wages, he was knocked out and carried back. Imamura Kouhei's face was as still as water as he stared blankly at the various torture tools.
To inflict the most torment, the small saw was clearly the most suitable tool, but cement was both simple and convenient, and it wouldn't create bloodstains. This was a difficult choice!
"..."
With his mouth stuffed with cloth strips, the ambushed Miyazawa Yu expressed his indignation. These two guys not only illegally teamed up but also launched a sneak attack! They were playing dirty!
But he absolutely did not regret it. He would kick the perverted Kouhei who harassed the beautiful girl a hundred more times if necessary!!!
Turning over with force, his two proudly erected middle fingers were his last act of defiance.
"Yosh! I've decided! First, I'll pour cement around him, and then I'll cut him in the wet cement before it dries!"
"Gulp..."
Watching Kouhei smile ferociously and start adding water to the cement, Miyazawa Yu swallowed hard, gathered strength in his core, and rolled in a carp jump to Nanaka Kotegawa's feet.
Forget it, he couldn't test the humanity of a scumbag with his own life. His life was more important!
But regardless, everyone had earned enough money! So next up was the long-awaited trip to Miyako Island!!!