"Prize money!"
"And it's double!"
Rising immediately from his drunken state, Kotobuki Ryujirou picked up his phone and calculated frantically, finally arriving at an incredibly tempting number.
If they could add this money, their trip to Miyakojima might not only include diving and drinking parties but also allow them to stay for the island festival and participate in the celebration!
"Wait! Senpai, this is risky! Yu will be stolen!"
Seeing the Pab club's traditional selling of club members about to be initiated, Yoshiwara Aina quickly spread her arms to block the seniors!
This was too much! They were actually trying to sell Yu for money! Did they have any semblance of seniors left!
"Yes, yes! We agree~"
"Azusa Hamaoka-senpai!!!"
Aina had carefully kept an eye on Kotobuki-senpai and Tokita-senpai, but she never expected Azusa Hamaoka, the only one who slipped through her guard, to happily accept the bet.
Rushing up with Chisa to pull Azusa-senpai back to their rest area, she shouted anxiously: "Azusa-senpai! What if we actually lose!"
"Eh? Losing is fine. It's a no-risk, high-reward business!"
"Even Iori says that!!!"
"No, they actually have a point..."
Pinching his chin, Miyazawa Yu also recovered from the shock of being fought over and explained: "First of all, the school allows joining multiple clubs. As long as the attendance is fine, it's completely OK!"
"That means even if Yu loses and joins Tinker Bell, we won't have any loss, but if we win, all of us can attend the festival!"
"No, no, no! Actually, there are benefits even if we lose. After all, Yu can arrange a mixer with the girls from Tinker Bell for us..."
Yoshiwara Aina's entire CPU was smoking, watching the three Pab club stooges huddled together, madly weighing the pros and cons and exploiting every last bit of value.
They could squeeze oil out of the worst possible situation. It wouldn't be surprising if she was sold next!
"Yosh! We've discussed it. If we lose, we will definitely send Yuma over to you!"
Azusa Hamaoka neatly reapplied Miyazawa Yu false eyelashes and pushed him onto the stage like a promotional product, drawing a wave of cheers from the girls and hostility from the boys.
"Ah... it looks like Yu has gone down the path of becoming public enemy number one for the boys!"
"Exactly. The boys over there all look green with anger."
Kitahara Iori touched his cheek, pondering why Yu could still receive so much admiration even after exposing his cunning nature.
Was there a possibility that with his face, combined with Azusa-senpai's makeup skills, he could also achieve a similar charming effect...
Oh no! Why was he feeling tempted? He needed to go ask Azusa-senpai!
[Match Start!]
There was nothing more to say! For the sake of the cute junior, Natsume Kanon was covered in black aura from the start of the match, entering a berserk state.
She actually matched Chisa blow for blow for a while, and at first glance, it really looked like a legitimate tennis match.
"Uwaah... this is much more serious than the last set!"
"That's rude!"
"We were playing seriously too!"
"The seniors who purposely got drunk are certainly self-righteous."
Completely ignoring the seniors who lacked self-awareness, Miyazawa Yu, with his speechless half-moon eyes, shouted to the court: "Go, little Chisa! Nick Buddy! (play on words from 'Nice Body')"
"Oh! I won't be outdone in cheering! Nick Buddy Chisa!"
"Mhm mhm! Very Nice Buddy!"
"Ugh..."
Chisa felt a chill behind her sports shorts ever since she heard the first cheer, and her face started burning.
The index of her blush escalated rapidly by the shade, and what was worse was that the cheering had attracted spectators, making her wish she could just explode on the spot!
In contrast, on the other side of the court, the black aura around Natsume Kanon grew thicker, and her movements became more forceful.
Don't underestimate the willpower of a single third-year senior. This was a spirit more radiant than gold!
"Bang! Slap! Gwah!"
Aina was already bad at tennis, and with the ebb and flow of the fighting power, the pressure she endured naturally increased exponentially.
Although the old saying goes, 'those involved are blind,' she felt incredibly clear-headed right now. In contrast, her teammates in the stands looked like they had been drinking fake liquor!
Especially Yu. Every time he shouted, the strength of the opposition increased. Wasn't he being counterproductive!
"Hey! Stop shouting! Please let us go!"
"Huh? What is the Cakey Makeup saying?"
"She wants us to stop just shouting and play some music? She has that kind of leisure now."
The cheering was too loud, and the distance was too far. Miyazawa Yu couldn't hear what Aina was saying at all.
Giving a thumbs-up in response, under Yoshiwara Aina's expectant gaze, he ran to the neighboring yoga club, borrowed a speaker, and started playing an exciting BGM, which attracted another large crowd.
"That's completely wrong!!!"
Fifteen minutes later, the first half ended with a score of 45:0.
"..."
Walking back to the rest area with a darkened face, Yoshiwara Aina twitched her eye muscles, stopping in front of the completely unaware Miyazawa Yu.
After a perplexed smile, Miyazawa Yu pants were stripped off.
"Hiss... Iori, did I misunderstand something?"
"Probably not. Maybe Chisa just wanted to change her clothes!"
Bare-chested, Kitahara Iori glanced at Yu briefs and gave a contemptuous smile.
This time, only his shirt was taken by Chisa. It seemed this time was his victory!
"Mhm... is that so?"
Watching Chisa finally complete a full set of equipment, Miyazawa Yu gently shook his head—
She was so difficult! She could have just said something, and he would have stripped Kohei naked and offered a set of sportswear with both hands, but she insisted on Aina forcefully snatching it.
However...
"Iori, why did Aina want me to cheer for the opposition just now?"
"...Beauty Trap 2.0?"
"Is that reliable? I feel like it's less reliable than just transforming and us crushing the opposition in the third set!"
Transformation, huh... Kitahara Iori thought that Yu probably wouldn't be able to maintain his small puppy persona after transforming, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
If that happened, the Pab club would be overrun by the Tinker Bell girls! No! They had to end the battle in the second set!
"Hey, Yu! Listen to me. You do this first... and then this!"
"Mhm mhm!"
The second half began. Finally, no wind blew underneath her shorts. Although the shorts were a bit large, they gave Chisa Kotegawa a huge sense of security.
Now, she was going to use her true strength to deal with the arrogant woman on the opposite side...
"Kanon-senpai, Youko-senpai! Go Ciallo (a Moe greeting)!"
"..."
Turning to look at Miyazawa Yu, who was wearing a high school uniform and acting cute, Chisa Kotegawa completely froze. Was he really going to commit to the Beauty Trap strategy?
you bastard! How could anyone fall for such a clumsy scheme!!!
"Ah—Kawaii (Cute)!!!"
"They fell for it!!!"
Her pupils shook! Were college girls really that easy to fool now! She was ashamed to be associated with these people!
"Kohei actually found this uniform! That's so like you!"
"I told you I just left it in the locker and never took it away! Don't make it sound like I'm a pervert who carries a high school uniform around!"
Arms crossed, watching the one-sided situation on the court, Imamura Kohei and Kitahara Iori faces simultaneously showed the strange, triumphant smile of a successful plan.
This way, the prize money from the Miss Contest winner and the Man-Rod competition would all be theirs! Miyakojima! Here they come!
"45:60! The winner is the Pab club!"
"I feel absolutely no joy..."
"That was too cheap..."
Returning to the rest area like zombies, neither Yoshiwara Aina nor Chisa Kotegawa felt any joy despite their 2:0 final victory.
The Honey Trap, the Feigned Retreat, and the repeated use of the Beauty Trap—a perfectly good tennis match was turned into a Romance of the Three Kingdoms play!
They had absolutely no sportsmanship.
"Yosh! We won!"
"Senpai, don't forget the promised five-day trip to Miyakojima!"
"Don't worry, don't worry! I won't forget. Everyone worked hard!"
Miyazawa Yu finally stopped pretending to be cute and deflated the moment they won. Being forced to act cute was truly awful. He would never take a job like this again!
"Yu~"
"What is it, Nanaka-san! I did well, didn't I!"
"Hmm... how should I put this?"
With a gentle smile on her face, Nanaka Kotegawa tapped her lips, organizing her words. Then, she instantly flash-stepped to Miyazawa Yu front and pressed his shoulders down.
"...Nanaka-san?"
Completely bewildered, Miyazawa Yu looked up with a face full of confusion, and then saw Nanaka-san's eyes, which had lost their sparkle.
"I just feel like this appearance of yours is very deceptive. You can't just use it to trick other girls, okay?"
"Yes, yes!"
"Ah ah~ Isn't this clearly saying no cheating!?"
Azusa Hamaoka propped her chin in her hands and watched Nanaka-san's jealous expression indulgently. This was the first time she had ever seen her blacken because of Yu himself, rather than Chisa.
That little rascal Yu seems to have suddenly taken a huge lead on her...