Guitar, loneliness and the blue sea

"What kind of club do you think you are joining, kid!" Shinji Tokita said angrily.

"No...isn't it a diving club?"

Kasumigaoka Yusuke was beside him, muttering quietly.

"Wait a minute, Iori." Nana Furutegawa suddenly put down her chopsticks and her eyes became sharp.

"You can't go out for a night out today anymore. If you don't go home for several days in a row, it's going to get ugly."

"..."

silence.

Yusuke noticed that even the two macho men were silent.

So it turns out that Sister Nanahua is the boss here?

"Um...Nanaka-san..." Iori planned to argue.

"No need to explain, Iori. It's been three days since you came to my house..."

"...Let me ask you, do you know where your room is?"

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.........

Facing soul torture, Kitahara Iori shed two lines of tears.

"I haven't slept well since I came to Izu..."

"That's your own problem." Juryujiro said disdainfully, "As long as you go to class well, you will definitely get enough sleep."

"Hurry up and apologize to your parents who paid your tuition!!"

"Kitahara did a good job on this. He did sleep well in class, I can testify." Yusuke interjected.

"Shut up!"

"Oh, I understand that you young people want to go crazy when you first enter college." Nainaihua raised a finger, "But this is too much. Your parents did not send you here to make you corrupt. Yes."

At this time, Kithara Iori had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized something.

Doesn’t this give you an excuse not to go to the cocktail party?

"Sister Nanahua is right." He stood up, "I think it's better for me to stay here tonight, so I won't attend the reception."

Tokita: "That's it..."

Kotobuki: "Iori won't participate. What about you, Kasumigaoka?"

"I can play for a while." Yusuke nodded.

If the main activity of this club is drinking, it still needs some practice.

Look at these two seniors, they drank so many rounds yesterday and nothing happened now!Highlight a good body.In comparison, although Kitahara Iori is also a strong young man, his drinking ability is far inferior.

Yusuke wants to make friends, and it seems that if he wants to make friends here, he must add alcoholism to his skill set!

The process may be painful, but these are necessary sacrifices!

"Okay! You're very energetic! Then come and help us sort out the props, and get familiar with the diving equipment by the way." After saying that, the two muscular men stood up, and Yusuke followed them and walked out the door.

"Ha! I'm so sorry, Kasumigaoka Yusuke, and the seniors!" Iori Kitahara showed a sly and needy smile, "I wish you all a happy drinking night~~"

The two tough men turned around with expressions that looked like they were mentally retarded.

"Don't worry, it will be fun."

"Tonight is a fellowship with Qinghai Women's University. It will definitely be interesting."

In an instant, Beitahara was shaking as if he had been on the electric chair!

"Friendship...it's this kind of activity again..." Yusuke sighed softly, "Senior, do I have to go?"

"You have to go, you are the main force. No matter what kind of life you have in high school, you have to experience the joy of boys and girls in college before you can have complete youth."

"Looking forward to your wonderful performance, Kasumigaoka."

"From now on, please call me Yusuke. Don't you think the name Kasumigaoka (かすみがおか) is too long? It has six syllables..."

Ignoring Kitahara Iori, Tokita and Shou patted Yusuke on the shoulder and walked out.

But just as he walked outside the door, a soft sound suddenly came from the store.

Snapped--

I don’t know if it was the sound of my knees or my forehead hitting the ground.

Iori Kitahara, who was sultry just now, took off her shirt in one second and placed herself in front of Furutagawa Nanaka!

"Please, please be patient..."

Yusuke shook his head.

This boy's virginity is so full.

012 Once a pervert, always a pervert

On the second floor of GrandBlue, in Iori Kitahara's room.

Several people sat in the center of the room, surrounded by unopened boxes.

"Damn it... Isn't Dogezata useless?" Kitahara Iori beat the ground unwillingly.

"If Doge-za is useful, why do you need the police..." Kasumigaoka Yusuke leaned on the box and played with his mobile phone, "Besides, why did Doge-za take off all his clothes and pants?"

"This will show my sincerity."

"This can only look like a pervert." Tokita Shinji said.

"How dare someone who is naked every day say such a thing?!!"

"It would be better if you didn't wear any clothes in the first place."

Yusuke smiled and shook his head, then turned his attention to his phone.

He was texting Ijichi Hongxia.

Yusuke: [Senior. 】

Yusuke: [PaB is having a social reception tonight. Are you and Pochi going to come? 】

Yusuke: [It is said that Qinghai Women’s University next door will also participate. 】

After a while——

Hong Xia: [Sorry, I can go, but I have to take care of little Boqi. 】

Yusuke: [Is she feeling unwell? 】

Hongxia: [No...]

Hong Xia: [It’s more like feeling mentally unwell than physically. 】

As he said this, a photo of Pochi-chan hiding in a trash can and shivering was passed over.

Is it possible that after a society becomes a social cow for a short period of time, it will become so decadent?

Just like Luffy after opening up.

This kid is so much fun.

Yusuke: [Haha, I suggest you prepare a few more trash cans. If she really decides to join the diving club, this kind of situation may be inevitable in the future. 】

Hong Xia: [Oh, that’s it. 】

Hong Xia: [But we are all used to this situation. 】

Hong Xia: *laughs and cries*

"Hey, Yusuke!" A senior called from the side, "Why are you so distracted?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was chatting with Senior Hongxia just now." Yusuke put down his phone.

Iori Kitahara heard this and said angrily: "Don't show off to others as if nothing happened!"

"Just chatting! You are as excited as if we had received a marriage certificate!"

"Stop chatting and think of a solution for me?! You bastard, don't make me kneel down to beg you!"

Yusuke sighed and pondered for a moment.

"You just want to go out tonight, right?"

"Ah."

"How about this? I'll drive my car right under your window, then put an air bed on the roof of the car, give you a signal, and then you jump off. I used this trick many times in high school. I've tried it a hundred times. Bai Ling, although girls from wealthy families usually perform the dance, I think Miss Kitahara who is locked up in her boudoir is about the same."

"It's a big difference! And what on earth were you doing in high school?!"

Complaints are complaints, this idea does sound quite reliable, so a few people thought about it again.

"It seems reasonable." Kitahara Iori said, "There is a driveway downstairs."

"You can leave, but you will probably be beaten to death by Nainaika when you come back." Shinji Tokita looked serious.

"That's right, Iori, you don't want to make that person angry, it's terrible." Juryu Jiro also agreed.

Kitahara Iori shook his head, stood up, and walked to the window, leaving a resolute figure behind the other three.

"I'm drunk today, it doesn't matter what happens tomorrow! As long as I can go to socialize, even if I'm hanged when I come back, it's not unacceptable!"

"Oh, by the way, why do you want to join the party so much, Kitahara?" Yusuke Kasumigaoka asked in confusion, covering his forehead.

"It's shameful to say." Kitahara Iori's face was filled with the most primitive desire of human beings, "It's because of sexual desire."

"It's really shameful."

"But, Iori, this is tantamount to killing the goose that lays the egg. If Nana is angry, you won't be able to go to any future social gatherings." Tokita Shinji said, "Even if you get a girlfriend, you can't take her home with her."

Kitahara Iori collapsed weakly on the ground in a big letter shape.

"So you still need to get Nanahua-san's approval?"

"Hey, Yusuke." Juryujiro patted Yusuke's thigh, "Aren't you a sister-in-law? You should be good at pleasing your sister."

Yusuke tilted his head.

"I haven't gone out of my way to please her. My sister and I have always had a very good relationship, and she usually doesn't care about me. We probably have a relationship where we depend on each other and respect each other like guests."

"Aren't those words used to describe a loving couple, you perverted sister-controller!"

"But, living together, it's impossible not to quarrel all the time, right?" Shinji Tokita expressed doubts.

"If we quarrel... let me think about it... ha." Yusuke chuckled.

"The last time my sister was angry was probably when I was in junior high school. At that time, I stole her black stockings and brought them to school. Then I put them on my head and pretended to be a Kamen Rider in front of my classmates..."

"As expected, you have been a pervert since childhood!"

"Then how was it resolved later?" Juryujiro asked curiously.

"Ah, then as punishment, I was tied up with the same black thread on the school flagpole until dark. Then for a long time, she looked at me like I was looking at kitchen waste."

"Sisters, friends and brothers, your family is really good!"

"So, Kitahara, you have to learn a lesson from me. The key is not to be regarded as a pervert, and then take some responsibility." Yusuke Kasumigaoka concluded, "Things like naked clothes and drunkenness are completely normal. On the flip side, in order to be able to do these things, you'd better pretend to be a normal person in your daily life."

"Okay! Let's start by turning this place into a room for a good independent man who can stand alone!" The two seniors stood up, showing men's smiles, "Don't worry Iori, we are here, there is no accident. You go first Rest and let us do our best for our lovely junior."

Kasumigaoka Yusuke saw that the two people exchanged a very unpleasant look, and then looked at him with the same look.

He understood and nodded slightly.

"No, senior, I think it's up to me..." Iori Kitahara also had an ominous premonition.

But before he could finish speaking, Kasumigaoka Yusuke's big hand pressed on his shoulder.

"Kitahara, you have to trust the seniors. Take a good look at them. Aren't they true men who stand upright?"

The two seniors knelt down on one knee and put their hands on their hips, each flexing their muscles.

"..."