"Ugh! It's too much..."
Shinji Tokita clutched his chest and fell to the ground. He gritted his teeth in pain, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
"Shinji-senpai! Shinji-senpai, are you okay!"
"I, I can't do it. My body is so heavy..."
"Damn it!"
Miyazawa Yu slammed his fist on the ground in frustration, tears of pain dripping onto the floor.
But the Pab club didn't believe in tears. Crying wouldn't save Shinji-senpai!
And it wasn't just Shinji Tokita. With a grunt, Ryūjirō Kotobuki fell to his knees. Even Kohei Imamura and Iori Kitahara lost their ability to resist and kissed the floor.
"Kotobuki-senpai! Iori! Kohei!!!"
He screamed hysterically. Miyazawa Yu wanted to go and help his friends, but with a sudden sense of pressure, he knew his time was running out!
"Damn it... It's just too much!"
He leaned on the counter, barely keeping his body from falling. A look of determination to die appeared on his face. "Drinking with clothes on... is just... too reckless."
"No! That's perfectly normal!"
Aina Yoshiwara had a face full of black lines as she looked at the boys who had all been wiped out after finishing their lines.
Were these guys aliens who died if they wore clothes?! If the Earth wasn't a good place for them to live, they should go back to their home planet!
She couldn't believe they had to go to such lengths to make her accept their nude drinking!
"In short!"
Seeing that the soft approach didn't work, Miyazawa Yu slowly crawled to the entrance and hung the "closed" sign on the doorknob.
The next second, clothes flew everywhere. All the boys were freed from their shackles! Except, Azusa-senpai was also in the mix!
"Ah—"
"This is so much better!"
"What a bunch of drama queens! I told you, why do you have to be naked every time!"
Ryūjirō Kotobuki and Shinji Tokita were already posing and showing off their muscles. Aina Yoshiwara slammed her hands on the table, tears in her eyes.
"Now, now~ Didn't you see how miserable we were just now, 'Cakey'? Have a little sympathy!"
"Next time, our lives might be at stake!"
"Why is wearing clothes such a life-and-death situation..."
Even though it was an act, Miyazawa Yu was saying it with a straight face. Aina Yoshiwara didn't believe that people would die from wearing clothes! They were clearly doing it on purpose!
"Exactly, exactly~ You guys are so hopeless—"
"If you really think so, Azusa-senpai, then put some clothes on!"
Unable to look at the bouncing evils, Aina Yoshiwara covered her head with her hands and sobbed quietly on the table.
She just wanted a normal drinking party, even just once!
"Oh, she's crying. Iori, you're so ugly!"
"Go to hell! It's Yu's muscles that are too big!"
"Well, nothing we can do about it~"
Miyazawa Yu and Iori looked at each other, helpless. Yu took the lead and put his clothes back on.
Since they couldn't take off their clothes, they could only rely on beer to cool down in the heat. Shinji Tokita turned to open the refrigerator, and his face instantly darkened.
"Hey! We're out of alcohol."
"How can that be? There's not a single bottle left? I don't feel like I drank that much..."
"Exactly! The party just started!"
Miyazawa Yu rushed to the refrigerator in disbelief. There were only two empty bottles left that someone had thrown in there. There was truly not a single drop of alcohol left.
"Sorry, I miscalculated the amount."
"It can't be helped. We can't do anything right when we're wearing clothes~"
He waved his hand at Shinji-senpai, telling him not to blame himself. According to a statistic, ninety-nine percent of human mistakes were made while wearing clothes!
What a terrifying statistic! Given that, miscalculating the amount of alcohol was perfectly normal!
"Oh!"
"I see, I've learned something!"
"...What kind of statistical nonsense is that? How can you even calculate it like that?"
Aina Yoshiwara pressed her hands to her head in frustration, watching everyone believe in Miyazawa Yu's twisted logic. She wondered what kind of drunken club she had joined.
There was no way these guys would just sit down and chat while eating snacks. In that case...
"Alright! I'll go buy the alcohol!"
"Huh? It'll be too heavy. How about Iori and I go?"
It was a little rude to make the guest of honor buy the alcohol.
Seeing Aina stand up to leave, Miyazawa Yu immediately raised his hand, saying that he and Iori hadn't drunk much, so it was no problem for them to go.
However, Chisa Kotegawa, without a word, got up and followed behind Aina.
"It's okay. The convenience store isn't far. Chisa, are you coming too?"
"Yeah, to get some fresh air. I feel like I've been polluted..."
Chisa Kotegawa nodded, tilting her head slightly. The two sources of pollution didn't dare to say a word and went to the sofa to act like mushrooms.
"Then it's settled. We'll be right back!"
"Got it, got it~ Have a safe trip!"
"You guys, keep your clothes on, especially Azusa-senpai, okay?"
Aina Yoshiwara was most worried about Azusa Hamaoka. Before she left, she peeked her head through the door, a suspicious look in her eyes.
"Ah, yes, yes—"
Azusa Hamaoka, who had her hand on her shirt, pulled it back and waved her hand innocently, as if she wasn't the one who was about to rush to be naked.
"Whew... Honestly, we've already gone diving. She should have gotten used to it by now."
Aina Yoshiwara finally left, still not at ease. Miyazawa Yu helplessly sat down next to Nanaka-san and grumbled unhappily.
He recalled that it took him less than five hours to be in only his underwear after joining the Pab club. Aina's adjustment period was a little too long.
Maybe it was because she hadn't gained the trust of her seniors yet? It was so hard for girls to form bonds!
"No, no, no! I just think Yu is a fast learner. Have some chocolate?"
"I will!"
"Give me some too..."
Kohei Imamura took the chocolate snack that Iori had torn open. He put it in his mouth, chewed a few times, and his face instantly turned into a bitter gourd.
"Wait a minute! What is this?! Bamboo Shoot's Hometown! Who bought this?! Can you really put this in your mouth?!"
"!!!"
Iori Kitahara's face was instantly filled with surprise. He turned around and asked unhappily, "What are you talking about, Kohei! Don't normal people buy the refreshing bamboo shoot flavor?"
"Don't be ridiculous. Only people with no sense of taste would like bamboo shoots, right?"
"No, no, no! Only amateurs like mushrooms!"
"Hey! What did you say!"
Their eyes instantly turned into demonic red eyes. The two of them, who had been triggered, put their foreheads together and roared through gritted teeth.
"You tasteless idiot who can't even tell the difference between a salty cracker and a sweet cookie, if you don't want your tongue, you can give it to a pig farm for feed!"
"If you have the guts, let's compare sales, you niche boy!"
"Then how about this! Let Yu be the judge! If we win two-to-one, we win, how about that!"
"That's a perfect idea!"
Since he couldn't win with just brute force, Iori Kitahara had to find another way.
Since the bamboo shoot flavor had more sales, it meant that the bamboo shoot faction was the mainstream. His chances of winning were much higher than Kohei's if they brought in an outsider!
With this in mind, the two of them turned their terrifying gazes to Miyazawa Yu, who had returned to his normal teenage self.
The latter's face was filled with question marks. He had no idea what they were fighting about!
And in his hand were the remnants of a snack where the chocolate part had been removed, leaving only the bamboo-shoot-flavored biscuits.
"What are you doing?"
"I only like to eat the chocolate! So no matter what the flavor is, I'll throw away the biscuits. But the mushroom-flavored chocolate is easier to get off."
"Ah~ I see!"
Five minutes later, Miyazawa Yu desperately fought to avoid the terrifying consequence of having his head shoved into the gap of the sofa.
The two cruel murderers, having resolved their argument, went back to their old ways of attacking each other. They were now intertwined, pulling each other's hair...
"Hey, hey! Stop fighting!"
"According to the Pab club's rules, you have to solve this with a game! Do you remember?"
"That's easy for you to say. Why didn't you stop them when they were both ganging up on me!"
Miyazawa Yu, who was away from the battlefield, complained with his arms crossed to a righteous Shinji Tokita. The latter, hearing this, gave him a terrifying smile.
"Why do you think, Yu!"
"It's bad to waste food and cause trouble!"
"Ugh... Then let's quickly draw a ghost leg to decide what game to play! I'll draw! I'll draw!"
The hairs on his neck stood up. He realized there was a chance he would be planted in the sofa again.
And the seniors were not useless like Iori and Kohei. So, Miyazawa Yu very clumsily changed the subject.
Seeing this, Shinji Tokita didn't make things difficult for him. Azusa Hamaoka also came over, and the four of them quickly chose a game.
"...Who wrote this?"
Miyazawa Yu's mouth twitched uncontrollably as he looked at the game that the marker had landed on.
He struggled to hold back his laughter. Under Iori and Kohei's confused gazes, he held up the final result and announced, "After our careful draw, the game you two need to challenge is—the Pocky game!!!"
"Why would there be something like that!!!"
Iori Kitahara's expression instantly contorted in fear. The thought of eating a Pocky with the scoundrel next to him made his stomach churn!
"Wait, wait, who came up with this idea?!"
Miyazawa Yu didn't hesitate to sell out Azusa Hamaoka when Iori's murderous gaze landed on him.
Iori Kitahara put on a pained expression and screamed at the sky as he saw Azusa-senpai enthusiastically giving him a thumbs-up. "Azusa-senpai!!!"
"Go, go! Isn't this your chance, Iori? You can win over Kohei in no time! (whispering)"