"I'm back, and I brought barbecue!"
By the time Miyazawa Yu knocked on the door of Yamamoto's rental apartment, it was already completely dark.
Satomi Tachibana was very excited when she was recognized by a fan and insisted on treating him to a meal. He couldn't refuse the generous offer and simply had a quick meal at a barbecue place.
Before leaving, he also conveniently packed the leftovers for Tachibana, who didn't have much of an appetite, becoming a model of civilized frugality!
"Oh! We were just waiting for you... want some beer?"
"Hey, hey, eating something is fine, but drinking beer at a study session is going too far..."
Placing the plastic bag on the low table, Miyazawa Yu looked around and realized something was missing. On closer inspection, he found that Mitarai, who had come with them, was nowhere to be seen.
Did he go to the restroom?
Thinking this, he got up, walked to the closed restroom door, knocked twice, and called out: "Mitarai! There's barbecue, hurry up!"
"Hmm? Mitarai isn't in there. He said he had something to do and went back!"
"Eh..."
Turning to look at Iori, the guy's mouth was completely stuffed at the moment, looking like a glutton who hadn't eaten for years.
In addition, Yamamoto and the others looked quite uninterested, seeming to have no appetite.
"What's wrong? What's bothering you? The pink-haired girl on the train just now?"
"Yeah... Yu, why can't I find a girlfriend?"
Bowing his head deeply, Shinichirou Yamamoto radiated a feeling of dejection. It wasn't impossible to say he would just decompose in that posture.
Normally, when facing a distressed close friend, a hot-blooded friend would encourage him, and a yasashii friend would comfort him.
But Yamamoto might have forgotten that everyone present was a scumbag, without exception. Complaining to them was equivalent to shooting himself in the foot.
"That goes without saying. It's because you're ugly."
"Bad personality!"
"Pathetic life!"
"In summary, you should just give up, you bastard!"
Stating the cruel truth with a matter-of-fact expression, Miyazawa Yu sat down, waved his hand, and sighed: "But there are also environmental issues, right, Iori?"
"Mhm, after all, the male-to-female ratio in our year is a terrifying 140:3. Not many people can get a girlfr..."
Wait! Kitahara Iori instantly realized he had been tricked. The only people with girlfriends present were himself, Yu, and the Two-Dimensional blonde guy.
Since the latter was just a rumor he started and wasn't credible, the remaining suspects were only himself and Yu!
This rascal bringing up the topic of the school was undoubtedly putting the spotlight directly on his own head!
"Hey, Kitahara..."
"Eek! I really haven't touched Chisa finger! And Yu love interest is an older sister. Isn't he the one who should be more condemned!"
Seeing Yamamoto's fighting spirit return and randomly picking up a shovel, Kitahara Iori let out a wail of sorrow and knelt down, frantically begging for mercy.
"Hmm... forget Iori. An older sister, you say?"
"That's right!"
Speaking with an incredibly firm tone! Since he started the war himself, Miyazawa Yu was prepared and instantly took off his clothes.
With the powerful Muscle Pressure released, even though these scumbags like Yamamoto had very little reverence for muscles, they couldn't help but hesitate for a moment...
"Forget it. At least he's not competing with us for the few slots."
"True. Compared to that, Iori is the one who deserves to be condemned more. He actually turned 140:3 into 139:2. How tragic!"
"Wait a minute! Didn't we settle this matter the last time you gave me 'vigilante justice'!"
Shielding his chest with his hands in an X shape, Kitahara Iori strongly condemned the action of punishing the same crime multiple times and the random nature of the punishment!
"Ah—you mean last time? That was really satisfying!"
"Especially Mitarai. He was amazing!"
"Putting weeds in the unconscious Iori mouth to make a floral arrangement, right? That was truly spectacular!"
"What did you bastards do to my body while I was unconscious..."
Finally managing to deflect the fatal topic of girlfriends, Miyazawa Yu saw that the time was right and still wanted to ask one more question about Mitarai's situation.
After all, everyone was getting tutored. If he was the only one who dropped out, he might fail the make-up exam!
"Um... does anyone know what that Mitarai guy went to do? Why did he run so fast after arriving?"
"I don't know. He just answered a phone call and rushed off, saying he couldn't forget something."
"Ha! What kind of line is that? Talking to a girlfriend? Hahahaha..."
His laughter gradually stiffened. Everyone realized a serious problem at this point. Compared to them and the Two-Dimensional blonde guy with serious flaws.
Yu Mitarai, that scumbag, looked the most normal outwardly. It wasn't impossible for him to have tricked one or two girlfriends, right?
"Hahahaha, impossible, impossible!"
"He was the most eager to call and organize our group to mess with Iori. He wouldn't betray us!"
Watching these people fake a smile, Miyazawa Yu eyes were full of speechlessness.
A close friend getting a girlfriend should be a joyous occasion, but these guys were as miserable as if they were constipated.
How should he put it? It fit their scumbag persona perfectly!
"I'd say if you guys really can't put your minds at ease, why don't you call him and ask? After all, it wouldn't be good if that kid scored ahead of you~"
"Ugh... that's true."
The atmosphere instantly became serious. Clearly, the scumbags' trust was limited to dating. Miyazawa Yu casually mentioned scoring, and their moral compass immediately shattered into pieces.
If that Mitarai guy developed a deeper relationship with his girlfriend before them...
"Sorry, I'm a man with a family now. I can't mess around with you guys anymore!"
In their imagination, Yu Mitarai waved his hand righteously while hugging a woman whose face they couldn't clearly see, then turned and walked away. "Don't look for me anymore. I'm not of the same world as single dogs who don't have girlfriends..."
"NOOOO!!!"
Even though he covered his ears, his eardrums were almost shattered. Although Miyazawa Yu was also dragged into the illusion, his feelings weren't as deep as these scumbags'.
After all, he was at least a dating novice who was diligently pursuing Nanaka-san. He knew that scoring wouldn't happen casually!
Most girls were conservative about their first time. How could they give it away without a word~
And failing a make-up exam and going to a study session, only to forget the agreed-upon time to score... that was lame!
[Beep—]
He couldn't worry about that anymore. Kitahara Iori frantically pulled out his phone and called Yu Mitarai. After a few rings, the other person finally answered.
"Hello? Mitarai? Yamamoto is asking if you want some barbecue..."
"Sorry! Wait for me for fifteen minutes... Ah, no, thirty minutes! I'll call you back in thirty minutes!"
"Hmm?"
Kitahara Iori was interrupted halfway through his sentence. He smelled a conspiracy and absolutely wouldn't hang up obediently.
But before he could say anything more, a soft female voice came from the other end of the line: "Yu~ what's wrong? Can we talk about it in bed?"
"No, no, no! Nothing is wrong!"
"Then hurry up~ Didn't you say you couldn't wait?"
"..."
His expression instantly looked like he had eaten something foul. Kitahara Iori eyelids twitched, and he repeated in a teasing tone: "Oh~ thirty minutes, huh..."
"You bastard! Are you with a girl!"
With his face covered in veins, Miyazawa Yu gestured for Iori to calm down and took the phone, apologizing softly: "I'm truly sorry. It seems I interrupted an adult's moment. You're quite arrogant, you bastard!"
"Beep beep beep..."
The call was immediately hung up. Miyazawa Yu gently threw the phone onto Iori lap, his anger boiling like magma.
That's right! He didn't mind Yu Mitarai getting a girlfriend. Even holding hands and kissing occasionally was fine!
As long as the other party hid properly in his rat hole and didn't flaunt it in front of him, he wouldn't do anything...
But scoring! This one step towards the adult world, he absolutely could not allow this guy to take it!
"Everyone, that's the situation. No wonder he didn't dare study with us."
"I see. Hurry up and get in bed~"
"No wonder he didn't hang out with us."
"He should have just told us earlier..."
Smiling, but internally furious, Miyazawa Yu shook his head, stood up, and threw his jacket over his back: "In that case... no one objects to postponing the study session until tomorrow, right?"
"Of course not. After all, sinking him into the sea is a matter of urgency~"
Holding a bag of wild cement, Hajime Nojima pressed his hand against his head and asked: "Does anyone know his address?"
"Leave it to me!"
Clutching his chest, Fujiwara Kenta, tears in his eyes, said: "For the sake of our brother, I cannot refuse to lead the way!"
"Yosh! I'll give you credit!"
"We'll reward you properly when we get back!"
Kicking open Yamamoto's door with a bang, Miyazawa Yu howled towards the full moon with indignation: "Listen up, all of you! We absolutely cannot let that kid score! I'm going to chop off his thing and feed it to the dogs!!!"
"Of course! We are best friends! Sneaking ahead is too cunning!"
"It's time to show our steel-like friendship!"