Ding ling ling—!
BAM!
"Dammit! It's that disgusting class again!"
"That eternally stuck associate professor!"
"If he ever tries to get promoted, we're the first to vote no!"
"He and Kamishiro should just drown together!"
As the dismissal bell rang, Iori, Kouhei, Yamamoto, and Nojima stormed out of the classroom cursing.
Clearly, it had been another boring, infuriating lecture by the associate professor.
The prof inside was furious too, shouting:
"You're the ones who fail to appreciate the nobility of my lessons!
And Kamishiro—tell him if he dares skip my class again, he's failing this term!"
BAM!
As the door slammed shut, the four's angry faces twisted into smug grins.
Finally, that old guy did something good for once.
Just imagining Kamishiro's devastated reaction to failing the course filled them with glee.
Especially Yamamoto, who was literally trembling with excitement.
That bastard finally got what he deserved!
And why hadn't Kamishiro shown up to class?
Because of one single post—
Yes. The post about Yamamoto.
Kamishiro had actually uploaded Yamamoto's drunken photo to the school forum.
Instantly, Yamamoto became infamous on campus.
Among the girls, it was the grotesque nudity that caught their attention—he looked like a bald, middle-aged uncle in his 40s.
Among the guys, however…
Yamamoto's fame exploded.
(λ?_??)
Beasts that they were, they didn't focus on the nudity.
They zoomed in on the liquid on the floor.
That stuff was just… too suspicious.
And in a school full of degenerates, it didn't take long for people to piece together the real story.
Now—
Whenever Yamamoto walked across campus,
If a fellow beast spotted him, they'd give him that strange smile.
And if they happened to be holding a water bottle?
They'd start mimicking unspeakable things down by their crotch.
When Yamamoto found out about this, he was like a demon from hell, relentlessly chasing after Kamishiro.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!"
The thing he feared the most had actually happened!
Today, since it was the associate professor's class, he had deliberately come to block Kamishiro.
But to his shock, that bastard had the audacity to just not show up!!!
So infuriating!
"Come on, don't be so mad. Let's go eat first. I'll let you know where that guy is later," Iori said, patting Yamamoto on the shoulder to comfort him. It was lunchtime now, after all. No need to ruin lunch because of that jerk.
"Hmph! That scumbag really lucked out—he gets to live a bit longer. But this time, I won't let him off so easily!"
Yamamoto snorted coldly, rubbing his stomach. Iori was right—lunchtime was sacred!
If he didn't eat, how would he have the energy to punish that scumbag Kamishiro?
Clearly, Yamamoto had completely forgotten he was supposed to be on a diet.
Iori: "Well then, let's head to the cafeteria."
Kouhei: "No problem."
Nojima: "So what are you all planning to eat?"
Yamamoto: "I guess I'll stick with my usual curry."
There was a trace of reluctance on Yamamoto's face. He actually wanted to try something else from the cafeteria.
But just thinking about those other delicious dishes—if he wanted to eat until full, it would cost way more.
Nothing beat the value of the 250-yen curry.
Technically, Yamamoto wasn't short on living expenses. None of them really were.
But somehow, they never seemed to have enough money each month. They couldn't even remember what they'd spent it on.
All they knew was—it probably had something to do with Kamishiro... because every time, they somehow got tricked into sending him money willingly.
But… where's the stuff we paid for?!
Thinking about the pie-in-the-sky promises Kamishiro gave them before only made Yamamoto and the others more resentful.
That scumbag was a total menace!
Just as the group resigned themselves to another curry lunch, Iori suddenly spotted a bright and youthful girl walking past them.
The sight of her made Iori think of another option—
"Hey, how about we go eat at the First Cafeteria for a change?"
Iori suggested excitedly to the others.
"The First Cafeteria?"
The others tilted their heads. Since they usually hung out around the Second Cafeteria, they'd almost forgotten Izu University even had others.
But it wasn't their fault.
Izu University had three cafeterias:
* The First Cafeteria, located closer to departments like education and literature.
* The Second Cafeteria, closer to departments like science and engineering.
* And a slightly upscale café called Beach Garden
(where you might randomly run into the associate professor)
In terms of price and proximity, the Second Cafeteria was the most cost-effective choice for them.
For the entire previous semester, they'd stuck to it, eating there pretty much every day.
But today!
They decided to rebel a little!
To the First Cafeteria they went!
…
Screech—
As the four opened the doors to the First Cafeteria, only one word echoed in their minds:
Heaven!
HEAVEN!!!
Seeing all the lovely girls bustling around, their breathing grew heavier.
It's no exaggeration—they'd been at Izu University for over a semester and had never seen this many girls before!!!
The First Cafeteria!
Heaven!
They already regretted not coming here sooner. Even if it was further and a little more expensive—it was so worth it!
And not just that—
Even the atmosphere was different.
"Why is this happening?!"
Snapped back to reality from all the beauty, they looked around the cafeteria in shock.
For a moment, they thought they had walked into the upscale café by mistake.
What kind of cafeteria looked this fancy?!
Iori: "Why is their cafeteria so luxurious?!"
Nojima: "The Second Cafeteria really can't compare!"
Yamamoto: "Even the food looks so much more refined!"
And this relaxed atmosphere…
Was this what a normal college life was supposed to feel like?!
These three, long-time residents of the Second Cafeteria, had never experienced such a vibe.
Due to the extreme shortage of female students in STEM fields, the Second Cafeteria always felt oppressively heavy.
Plus, for some reason, STEM girls generally avoided guys from the same department.
Which meant… you rarely saw any girls in the Second Cafeteria!
Sometimes Chisa would come by to eat.
But that would be when all the engineering guys started staring daggers at Iori.
Not only that, after the meal there would always be a chaotic game of cat-and-mouse.
Fearing for his life, Iori had once begged Chisa naked on his knees to just bring a packed lunch instead.
Surprisingly, the threat worked. Because she didn't want to see Iori naked again, Chisa stopped going to the Second Cafeteria.
Somehow though, word got out. Iori was hunted down again.
He had driven away the only girl who ever ate there!
Since then, the Second Cafeteria's atmosphere only got worse.
Iori had no proof, but he strongly suspected a certain scumbag had leaked the info!
Only he would be that bored!
"So... aren't you guys going to eat?"
Of the group, only Kouhei remained calm. He had no interest in the pretty 3D girls or the décor.
His mind was focused on just one thing—food!
There was still class in the afternoon!!!
"Oh, right. We came here to eat."
Only then did they snap out of it. The main purpose of coming to a cafeteria was to eat.
However…
That was their intention, but… their eyes never left the girls walking past.
Because of their overly intense stares, the girls made wide detours around them, muttering under their breath—probably insults.
Ugh,
Creeps.
Even after that, they had no sense of self-awareness. They just kept staring.
In the end, Kouhei had to drag them to the food counter.
But once they got there, they were shocked again.
Iori: "Is it just me, or do the dishes here seem really... fancy?"
Nojima: "You're right…"
Yamamoto: "This is the first time I've ever seen soufflé pancakes…"
The dishes here not only looked different, but had more variety and better presentation—nothing like the Second Cafeteria.
Of course, the prices were also next-level. It felt completely out of reach for their student budgets.
"Well, the reason is—" Kouhei, the wave-rider, said while browsing the forums on his phone,
"Since the humanities departments have more girls, the First Cafeteria's meals are designed to appeal to them—more delicate, more aesthetic.
Because of that, almost all the female students in the university choose to eat here.
That's why there's such a gender imbalance between the two cafeterias."
Bang!
"That's outrageous!"
After hearing Kouhei's explanation, Yamamoto slammed the table.
"This is straight-up gender discrimination! Why don't we get anything that caters to us guys?!"
(;￣Д￣)
Kouhei shot him a deadpan look.
"We do. The prices… at the Second Cafeteria."
The food here was way more expensive. Eating here regularly was impossible, it was only good for an occasional treat.
Hearing that,
Yamamoto fell silent. He had no comeback.
He was… absolutely right!
So, time to try the First Cafeteria out!
The group quickly picked out a few dishes they couldn't get at the Second Cafeteria. Then, like human radars, their eyes scanned the entire place.
"…Are you guys really here to eat?"
Kouhei muttered, exasperated. These guys basically had their desires written all over their faces.
"And besides… I don't feel very comfortable here."
???
The other three looked at Kouhei in confusion. His serious expression told them he wasn't joking.
Uncomfortable?
How could anyone feel uncomfortable in a place like this?!
It was practically heaven on earth!
They looked around, trying to figure out what was making the blond guy so uncomfortable.
Then
They saw a scene that sparked envy!!!
There it was—
A bunch of girls were sneaking shy glances at Kohei, whispering to their friends now and then.
"Look, that guy's so hot!"
"He's practically Ikegoshi in the flesh!"
(▼皿▼＃)
Fists clenched!
Iori and the other two glared at Kohei. So what if he's a bit good-looking?!
These girls' tastes were way too shallow!
Can looks put food on the table? A real man's about substance!
And if we're talking looks—
Clearly, I'm the hottest! ×3
The three were distorted by jealousy.
"Well, this is pretty awkward."
Kohei just shook his head calmly, grabbing his tray and heading for the balcony. "I'll just munch some bread out there."
Iori and the others exchanged a glance, spotting murderous intent in each other's eyes.
'Take him out?'
'Dump the body in the sea?'
'Done!'
In that brief eye contact, they'd sealed Kohei's fate, wicked grins spreading across their faces.
If Kohei, that jerk, met an "accidental" end, the girls' attention would shift to them, right?
The thought drove their gazes wilder.
Just as they were about to act, a girl's shriek cut through.
"Kamishiro sama!"
"It's Kamishiro sama!"
"He's back! This time, I'm definitely snagging a lunch date with him!"
Instantly, the girls surged toward one direction.
Even the two who'd been fawning over Kohei's looks ditched him without hesitation, sprinting that way.
"Kamishiro…"
"sama…"
"…"
The three's faces darkened, a squinting fox figure flashing in their minds.
No way—it couldn't be that scumbag!
With the surname Kamishiro and the power to drive girls this wild, only one guy in the whole school fit the bill.
And they all knew him!
Forgetting Kohei, they bolted toward the crowd of girls.
"…"
Kohei glanced at his tray, then at the now-empty balcony.
This should feel more comfortable, so why… did he feel a twinge of irritation?
…
In the crowd
Kamishiro, swarmed by girls, greeted everyone with enthusiasm.
A smug grin lit up his face.
This was his turf! The second cafeteria was a dump!
Especially that sweaty stench filling the place—hardly fit for dining!
Kamishiro boldly wrapped an arm around a white-haired girl beside him, gazing at her with deep affection. "Would you join me for lunch, beautiful lady~?"
"I… I'd love to, Kamishiro sama!"
Struck by sudden bliss, the girl's eyes widened in disbelief, then she excitedly threw herself into his arms.
The other girls clicked their tongues in annoyance. What a lucky one!
But no chaos broke out over her fortune.
They all knew Kamishiro's rule: at the first cafeteria, he'd randomly pick a lucky girl to dine with him.
Everyone had a shot!
(A total lie.)
Kamishiro was just selecting his next target.
As he smugly led the girl toward his seat, a heavy force yanked his shoulder.
Then, a demonic roar hit his ears.
"Where do you think you're going, Kamishiro?!?!" ×3
{{(°△°; "}}!
Guards!
Protect me!!!