"Then... the make-up exam ends here. Yu-kun, please collect all the answer sheets!"
"Yes, I understand..."
Getting up from his invigilator position, Miyazawa Yu looked like a walking corpse drained of life, even his steps were unsteady.
It couldn't be helped. This group of bastards was too much trouble, forcing him to individually coach them intensively in the week before the make-up exam.
Judging by Iori and Kohei's cheerful expressions, they must have done well, but the price was that he, their tutor, was almost sucked dry!
"Ah, this make-up exam was quite easy, Iori~"
"Exactly, Kohei. So next..."
Miyazawa Yu speechlessly snatched away their answer sheets, looking at Iori, who was slapping the desk and wearing a swimming ring, and Kohei, who was holding a beach volleyball.
"You came to the exam like this. Didn't the campus security arrest you?"
"It's shameful to admit, but they've gotten used to it, so there's absolutely no danger!"
Covering his face and peeking through his fingers, Kitahara Iori struck a chūnibyō pose and announced: "Now is the time to show our strength. The operation to conquer the sea is urgent!"
"You're full of energy~ But I still have to remind you that there are more than ten days until the training camp. Did you save enough money?"
"Hmm? Money? What money?"
His face full of question marks, Imamura Kohei froze entirely, then immediately searched his memories carefully. He didn't recall any notice that he needed to pay for the training camp!
"You didn't know? Azusa-senpai mentioned it when I was tutoring you two days ago."
He extended a finger to prompt them, but seeing that the two still looked utterly confused, Miyazawa Yu could only conclude that they had cleared this part of their memory because their brains were too full.
"In short, although the club pays for the travel and accommodation for the training camp, we have to pay for our own food. If you don't want to starve, save some money quickly."
"Something like that happened! Iori, how much allowance do you have left?"
"I spent eight thousand on the last group dinner, and six thousand on the arcade plus the cinema..."
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Kitahara Iori calculated his total balance and came to a not-so-good conclusion—
He was already on the brink of bankruptcy. Even with frugal spending, he would have to rely on eating dirt for the second half of the month.
As for going out to play...
"Kohei! Why can't people eat trash?"
"Because anything edible isn't called trash..."
Seeing Iori and Kohei discussing philosophy, Miyazawa Yu generally grasped the two people's financial situation.
Quietly distancing himself from the two poor guys, he walked towards the teacher's office, holding the answer sheets.
"Yo! Iori, want to go back and have a drink to celebrate passing the exam?"
"Shut up! You bastard! Don't call me for any consumption over five hundred yen starting today! You consumptionist dogs who tempt people to spend money!"
"A-lala—Did you score so poorly that your brain is malfunctioning?"
Sitting directly on the desk in front of Iori, Hajime Nojima shook a finger and explained: "Don't worry, this is a victory celebration. We're bringing the alcohol. You don't have to spend a penny!"
"Where are we drinking? Are we going to Yamamoto's rental apartment again?"
"You change your mind fast, you bastard..."
Hajime Nojima's face showed his signature scumbag's wicked smile. He had never seen such a thick-skinned person who would take everything he could.
Seeing Iori not catching on, he had no choice but to push up his glasses and state clearly: "The location for this gathering is your house. I heard your room is quite spacious, Iori~"
"And didn't Kohei mention before~ that Chisa lives with you."
"Now that I think about it, it doesn't sound like a rumor, so we must investigate thoroughly!"
"Eek—!"
Surrounded by the scumbag group, Kitahara Iori wanted to refuse, but couldn't find an excuse and could only look to Kohei for help.
And the latter, after a moment of temporal confusion, lived up to expectations and laughed loudly, showing a mouth full of white teeth.
"Yosh! I'll lead the way! The accurate news is that Yu also lives with Iori!"
"Is that so? Then we must visit the house together. We can't show favoritism!"
Watching Yamamoto and the others already following Kohei out, Kitahara Iori instantly broke out in a cold sweat, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints.
Chisa was irrelevant now. He had already given them a heads-up, and a quick beating would probably solve it. The most crucial problem was Nanaka-san's presence!
If these guys found out he was living with such a beautiful older sister, even if she had more interest in Yu, he couldn't escape the fate of being sunk into the sea!
As for Miyazawa Yu, as long as he found a chance to take off his jacket, no one could touch him, so he definitely wouldn't be dragged into the same fate.
"Not good! I must go back immediately!"
He suddenly stood up, sprinted out, hailed a taxi, and rushed to Grand Blue, his living expenses shrinking by half again.
On the other side, Miyazawa Yu was completely unaware that a crisis was advancing towards his home base and was still grading test papers with the teacher in the office.
"Yu-kun, your German is excellent..."
"Mhm, I self-studied German and French for a while in high school. After all, having an extra skill makes things easier no matter where you go."
Speaking of German, Miyazawa Yu couldn't help but bring up the girlfriends who left him.
It was their cruel abandonment that allowed him to free up a large amount of time, so much so that he was bored enough to have to pass the time by working out at SILVERMAN GYM.
And then he discovered a serious problem—as the most reputable gym, the people who came to work out were all top experts in various fields.
Many of them were French and German, and he couldn't understand a single word they were saying!
Seeing everyone chatting and laughing in various languages while he felt like a mere lump of muscle, he decided to specialize in German and French.
"I see... I actually have an old friend whose son is very troubled by a few things lately and seems to be looking for a French tutor..."
"Eh? Are you suggesting me?"
"That's right... After all, it's a prestigious school, and the price offered isn't low. You can consider it."
Slightly nodding, the German teacher looked very serious, but in reality, his mind was more meticulous than the average person's.
He had heard Iori complaining about lack of money after class, so he subconsciously thought Yu might have the same trouble.
As a teacher, finding a part-time job for his student was just a small favor!
"I see. Thank you, Professor. I will contact them immediately when I get home!"
Since the SILVERMAN GYM promotion wasn't ideal, tutoring a student from a prestigious school for extra cash suited Miyazawa Yu perfectly!
Firstly, these students surely had a solid foundation, so teaching them wouldn't be too difficult. Secondly, private tutoring offered quick and high pay, perfect for his need for a short-term temporary job!
His hands immediately sped up. For the sake of the part-time job, how could a mere chore like grading papers deter him!
"Wuu a-o-o-oh... I'm fired up!"
"Mhm—young people should have this kind of drive."
Seeing this, the German teacher handed over all the work to Miyazawa Yu. Such an efficient and pleasing laborer must be utilized to the fullest!
...
Around nine in the evening, Miyazawa Yu, who had been busy for several hours, received his reward—a string of phone numbers!
The price was that, in keeping with the German spirit of rigor that used everything efficiently, he also graded French and English answer sheets on the side.
While the teacher drank tea and chatted, he had to look at essays worse than dog shit and give a fair grade.
This was no different from eating a steamed bun filled with surströmming.
"Hmm... is that Nanaka-san! Why are you carrying air tanks yourself?"
"Ah! It's Yu-chan. Kotobuki and Tokita are behind me, so I wanted to tidy up the air tanks first."
Waving her arm happily, Nanaka Kotegawa's gentle and virtuous figure, set against the moonlight, instantly cleansed all the resentment in Miyazawa Yu heart.
However, just as he was about to step forward to help, a rustling sound came from the nearby bushes, and then a wild boar rushed out in a flash of lightning.
"Beautiful lady, I am Shinichirou Yamamoto. Please marry me!!!"
"???"
Frozen in place, Miyazawa Yu and Nanaka Kotegawa never expected such a bizarre development. The latter slowly recovered and asked in confusion: "Um... I don't think we've met before?"
"That's right! But your angelic image has been imprinted on my heart! Please, at least start a never-ending relationship with me with the goal of marriage!"
"Eh!!! Um... Yu!"
"Hmm? Yu what..."
Shinichirou Yamamoto, who seemed to have heard an acquaintance's name, suddenly felt a chill down his spine. Turning his head, he saw a certain gigantic beast with red eyes.
"I can expla—Gah—!"
"Sorry, Nanaka-san. I'm going to take care of the trash. I'll be right back to help you organize the air tanks..."
Steam escaped from the corner of his mouth. Miyazawa Yu threw away the wooden stick he casually picked up from the roadside, grabbed Yamamoto by one leg, and dragged him towards the sea.
He actually tried to cuckold him! Unforgivable!
But he was kind-hearted and couldn't stand human suffering, so he invited the guy to go see the fish in the sea. He hoped Yamamoto would enjoy the hammerhead sharks!