"So it was you, I wondered why Iori and Kohei were so terrified..."
"What? Did you come specifically to cause trouble?"
Ten minutes after entering the shop, Sakurako Busujima finally sat down, feeling relieved. If this were a normal shop, she would have already left a bad review and complained on Line!
However...
Looking at Miyazawa Yu, who was chattering away, seemingly relaxed, but whose muscles were actually tightly coiled and his eyes were full of caution, her desire for revenge instantly faded.
No, no, no! Is this really the same person she met on the train? Could he be a look-alike twin?
Such a bulky physique, how could she have failed to notice it then?
And this bar is a bit too strange. Is this kind of naked pervert someone they rehired from a mental hospital?
"Sigh... Give me a Metropolitan. What do you two want to drink?"
"Then give me a Sex on the Beach. Young Lady Busujima, please treat me. I've completely run out of pocket money~"
"Huh? It's gone that quickly?"
Crossing her arms, not only was Yuki embarrassing her, but now Natsumi was adding to the trouble.
Originally still thinking about whether to seek revenge, Sakurako Busujima asked impatiently: "It's still two days until the beginning of the month. How are you going to live if you can't even produce five hundred yen for the next two days?"
"Sorry! I already have dinner plans for these two days, so..."
Sticking out her little tongue, for Natsumi, spending the end of the month socializing at various parties where she can eat good food and be entertained by the monkey show is the best choice!
However, because of this, she developed a bad habit of not saving money. For example, this time, she was completely broke.
"Sorry! I'll pay you back next month!"
"Fine..."
Sighing heavily, her desire to settle the score with Miyazawa Yu was completely gone. Her embarrassing friends had worn out all of Sakurako Busujima's patience!
"What about Yuki?"
"Please give me a Muscular Hunk, preferably a super bulky one~"
"There's no such drink! She still hasn't recovered. How strong is the temptation of muscles for you!"
Unable to fight back, Sakurako Busujima covered her face and spoke muffled: "She and I will have two Metropolitans and one Sex on the Beach. Please be quick!"
"Understood, please wait a moment, ladies..."
Looking at Sakurako Busujima suspiciously, he found it very strange that this person was actually behaving and not causing him any trouble.
But what concerned him more was the others' address for the pink-haired, malicious woman—Ugly Girl!
Using an insulting word as a nickname, is it possible that the relationship between these few people isn't actually very good?
"Forget it... it's none of my business..."
Muttering to himself, Miyazawa Yu immediately turned and ran away, not lingering. The look of covetousness in the eyes of the woman named Yuki was too terrifying. He had to be careful to protect his innocence!
"The hero is back. How was it? That super nasty woman didn't give you any trouble, did she, Yu?"
At the bar counter, seeing Yu rush back anxiously, Iori Kitahara was trying to make himself look a little more elegant.
Since even Yu, a muscular man, could thrive in the bar, there's no reason why he and Kohei should fall behind. They must impress the next table of customers!
"Relatively speaking, although I suffered some psychological trauma."
When asked about the history he didn't want to mention, Miyazawa Yu's body trembled instantly, and his face looked grim as he answered.
He never wanted to experience the feeling of an aggressive hand pressing his butt again!
Although the other party's small hand was soft, the resistance from head to toe had nothing to do with physical sensation but was purely a psychological critical hit!
"Senpai Kotobuki! You've been working here for so long, can you teach me how to avoid being harassed by customers?"
"Eh? If you really want to know about being harassed by customers..."
The cocktail shaker danced up and down. Asked for help by his junior while mixing a drink, cold sweat broke out on Ryujiro Kotobuki's forehead, looking at Yu's naked appearance—
Although he didn't want to advocate for victim-blaming, Miyazawa Yu's bartender uniform with only a fake collar was a little too revealing.
If he wants customers to keep their hands off, he should at least put his clothes and pants on!
"Um... Yu, why don't you try wearing my bartender uniform first? This one is specially made."
"Ah, then Senpai Kotobuki won't have anything to wear. Let's not do that..."
He hasn't reached the level of meanness where he would forcibly take his senior's clothes to protect himself.
Seeing that Senpai Kotobuki couldn't offer any solution, Miyazawa Yu could only sigh and continue mixing the drink, hoping that Sakurako Busujima's table would leave quickly.
And these three girls were a bit too noisy. Even standing behind the bar, he could still hear snippets of their conversation.
"Ugly girl (Busujima)... going to the beach... for money. Stripping if she doesn't get money..."
"I told you not to call me that... I'm addicted... I'll pay! I'll pay, alright~"
"Young Lady Ugly Girl (Busujima) is truly a Young Lady. You have to... earn money with your body to support us..."
"???"
His hand, mixing the drink, froze. Miyazawa Yu stood bewildered. He thought he heard something terrible just now.
"Hey! Iori, did you hear what those guys were talking about?"
"No, I was toasting Kohei..."
Following Aina's suggestion of mutual harm, Iori Kitahara was having a great time, having pushed the trouble away.
Of course, his joy was built on Kohei's painful wails, covering his eyes.
Making that guy splash wine on his face twice, that's called getting revenge in kind!
"...Are you serious?"
Seeing no one was paying attention to the pink-haired girl, Miyazawa Yu could only attribute what he heard to his own brain playing tricks on him.
It's probably because he subconsciously categorized these people as dangerous, which is why he interpreted the broken sentences as bad information.
There must be some misunderstanding, so there's no need to worry...
"Train... target, someone really likes ugly girl (Busujima)... so ridiculous."
"Exactly, next time... why don't we just trade her for money!"
No! It seems it wasn't a hallucination. These girls really seem to be discussing something terrible!
His pupils shaking with shock, Miyazawa Yu used his meager sociological knowledge to analyze: a bullied girl (questionable), being demanded by her classmates to do something on the train for money.
And judging by the payment for the drinks just now, the bill for all three seemed to be paid by the pink-haired girl alone.
Adding keywords like stripping if she doesn't pay, and earning money to support us...
Isn't this exactly the plot of a hentai manga, where someone is blackmailed and has to obediently film strange videos for money!!!
"Hoo ha... Hoo ha!!!"
"Hmm? Yu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
After crouching for a long time, unable to see Chisa glass, Nanaka Kotegawa was disappointed but suddenly noticed Miyazawa Yu's face looked particularly bad, as if he had discovered some terrifying secret.
"Nothing, Nanaka-san. I have always not hesitated to use the worst malice to speculate on Japanese people, but I didn't expect, nor did I believe, they would be so vile and cruel!"
"Eh?"
Yu suddenly spoke a very literary quote. Nanaka Kotegawa couldn't follow his logic and could only tilt her head, making a cute sound.
Gently hugging Nanaka-san, Miyazawa Yu commanded with determined eyes: "If anything happens, remember to tell me immediately, alright?"
"Eh! Wh-Why are you suddenly saying something like that!"
Her cheeks instantly flushed crimson. Nanaka Kotegawa was flustered, looking at his serious face, feeling like she was about to melt.
Tightly hugging Yu, she promised with blurry eyes: "I, I understand. I'll tell Yu everything that happens from now on..."
"That's good, but now is not the time for tenderness, Nanaka-san. There's someone waiting for me to rescue!"
Not indulging too much in the soft embrace, Miyazawa Yu knew that as the sole witness, he had unfinished business to attend to!
Gently kissing Nanaka-san on the cheek, he firmly pushed her away, lifted the tray, and took determined steps toward the pink-haired girl's booth!
"So, filming a boy's embarrassing video won't get any views, right? Who would want to watch a university student fail at trying to flirt? That's too perverse."
"Exactly. That way, there's definitely no money to be made..."
Natsumi, disappointed, slumped on the table. She thought she had found a way to get rich, but it turned out to be false hope.
Sakurako Busujima felt she deserved it. Who told her to keep calling her Busujima all day today? This is karma!
"Three ladies! Your drinks are here!"
"Mhm, just put them down!"
Feeling slightly relieved, Sakurako Busujima waved her hand, signaling Miyazawa Yu to put the drinks down and leave. She would spare him this time.
However, the next second, her waving hand was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand.
The alarming heat penetrated her skin and into her blood, startling her into letting out an embarrassing cry.
"Ew—! What are you doing?"
"Pink-haired Miss! You don't have to endure it anymore!"
"Huh?"
Her face was bewildered. Looking at Miyazawa Yu's sincere eyes, Sakurako Busujima shrank her shoulders and scooted back on the seat, a hint of fear in her beautiful eyes.
What does this guy mean? What does "you don't have to endure it anymore" mean? Is he planning to do something to her!
It's too sudden! Although his face is definitely the type she likes, she absolutely cannot accept such a muscular man!
"Don't worry, even if they post the photos, it will only be a temporary stir. You can just move to another city and everything will be fine!"
"Photos? What photos? I don't have anything on me, handsome~"
Surprised that she was also involved, Yuki seductively stuck out her small tongue and licked her lips, looking at the muscular man pointing at her nose in caution—
He truly is the man she set her sights on; even when he's angry, he looks so handsome.
And the muscular physique plus the handsome face satisfies two fetishes perfectly!
"Gulp..."
Honestly a little scared by the lecherous woman, but as a man, Miyazawa Yu firmly stood in front of Sakurako Busujima and chastised: "Stop pretending! I already know your criminal activities completely! Justice awaits you!"
"Criminal activities?"
Pointing at herself, Natsumi guiltily thought, Did he find out I've been scamming meals too many times? But that wouldn't warrant getting arrested, would it?
"That's right! You were calling the pink-haired girl 'Ugly Girl' and manipulating her, weren't you! And you threatened her into becoming your money-making tool!"
"Hiss..."
Sucking in a cold breath, Kohei Imamura, noticing the commotion around Yu, scratched the back of his head in confusion, feeling like he had seen this plot before.
No! He definitely has! Wasn't this the exact scenario of the hentai manga he shared with Yu a few days ago!
"Ugly Girl? When did we ever, ah..."
She didn't realize it at first, but Natsumi quickly understood that Miyazawa Yu must have misheard.
After all, Ugly Girl (丑女) and Busujima (毒島) sound alike. It would be easy for someone unfamiliar to mistake them. So, now she is an antagonist female villain from a hentai manga in his mind?
She felt very complicated. Putting aside the complexity, this feeling is a bit novel!
"Ahem! That's right! Do you have anything to say? Ugly Girl?"
"Ugh..."
Her emotions instantly ignited like a volcanic eruption. Flames rose in Sakurako Busujima's eyes, and she slammed her backpack onto the back of Miyazawa Yu's head.
"Shut your mouth! Don't! Call! Me! Ugly Girl!"