"Bzzzz! Bzzzz! Bzzzz!!!"
The intense vibration of a phone echoed through the dark room from the bedside.
Hearing the noisy sound, a slender arm stretched out from under the blanket, fumbling around until it finally found the phone.
The owner of the arm didn't pick it up, just impatiently tapped the screen to stop the sound before retracting the arm back under the covers, as if nothing had happened.
"..."
No one knew how much time had passed…
Shiro suddenly opened his eyes inside the blanket!
Everything in front of him was pitch black, and his hand seemed to be gripping something incredibly soft and uncontrollable.
He instinctively gave it a light squeeze…
"Mm~"
A voice filled with intoxicating allure reached his ears.
That soft moan was like a siren's call, bewitching and pulling him into temptation, nearly making Pablo stand at attention once again.
Feeling the softness in his grasp, memories of last night flashed through Shiro's mind…
In the end, his little brother couldn't resist the temptation. But thankfully, it was just a plastic pair of scissors.
That crazy girl, Kiyoko, was just trying to scare him while indulging in a little dominatrix roleplay. After all, back when they were together, she was always on the receiving end!
Unfortunately for her, Escape Artist Kamishiro Shiro was a hardcore dominant.
He flipped the tables on the female knight and turned the situation into something… much more interesting.
It wasn't until the crack of dawn that they finally stopped~
Recalling everything, Shiro remained frozen under the blanket, his hand still resting in the same position.
Emmm…
Wasn't his college life getting a bit too bizarre? It was almost as chaotic as his high school days.
No matter how surreal things got, the priority was still escaping first. If Kiyoko woke up, things would get troublesome!
That's right—scumbag Shiro had decided to hide from Kiyoko for now.
He feared that if he rejected her next time, she'd be holding real scissors instead of plastic ones. So for now—run away!
Avoidance might be shameful, but it was also the most effective strategy!
Carefully, he removed his hand and crawled out from under the blanket.
Probably because of how exhausted she was last night, Kiyoko barely stirred, only letting out an unconscious soft moan. Even as Shiro got fully dressed, she remained in a deep slumber like a sleeping beauty.
Looking at Kiyoko on the bed, her face flushed and her hair disheveled, Shiro silently helped tidy her hair and tucked the blanket around her.
With a practiced hand, he gently wiped away a small stain at the corner of her lips before turning to leave.
Click.
The moment the door closed, the sleeping beauty lying on the bed opened her eyes.
She had already woken up earlier, she just didn't know how to face the situation.
Even though she had been so bold last night, that was just the alcohol talking, mixed with all the stress she had bottled up!
Now that she had sobered up, even with her usual "mature" personality, she was still just a girl. How could she possibly have the courage to be the first one to wake up and deal with the aftermath?!
Sitting up, she stared at the door with a gaze full of resentment.
"As expected… Even after all these years, a scumbag is still a scumbag. After everything, he still doesn't plan on taking responsibility!"
However…
"Kamishiro Shiro, our college life has only just begun!"
Kiyoko's lips curled into a mischievous grin.
He won't escape!
Now that she knew where Shiro lived and which club he was in, the rest would be easy!
Kiyoko Kamio will have the perfect first love!
"Haah~"
Walking through the streets, Shiro let out a huge yawn.
He hadn't had a good night's sleep for two days now. If this continued, even a body as strong as his wouldn't hold up.
He planned to head over to GB (Grand Blue) to fix his sleep schedule
. Wasn't there a freshman welcome party today? He almost forgot about it! Maybe a little drink before sleeping would help~
With a relaxed smile, he made his way to GB, completely unaware of what awaited him there!
Meanwhile, at the dive shop…
The upperclassmen were eagerly preparing the necessary props and drinks for the welcome party.
As for the freshmen…
They were sitting stiffly on the couch with serious expressions!
"So, you're telling me that after I passed out last night, something completely unforgivable happened?!"
Iori propped his chin on his hand, looking extremely serious.
Who knew what kind of dose Shiro had used on him?
Whatever it was, it knocked him out until this morning, making him miss the entire mixer!
If it weren't for Kohei kindly carrying him back, he might've still been passed out at the izakaya.
After hearing Aina and Kohei's account of what happened last night, Iori was now fully aware of the madness that had transpired.
And to top it off… Azusa-san had casually revealed that someone didn't come home last night!
At this moment, Azusa was lounging comfortably on the couch, sipping on some alcohol.
Even though that damn "pigeon" ditched her again, this time, she didn't wait around like a fool. Instead, she had gone straight to Shiro's bed, helped herself to a good night's sleep, and even tidied up his room~
She was certain that when Shiro returned, he would absolutely love what she did to his room~
Aina, on the other hand, was sitting beside them with a bright red face.
She didn't know where Shiro had gone, but Kiyoko hadn't returned last night either!
There was no need to guess what those two were up to.
But… But wasn't that something you were only supposed to do after getting married?!
Those two were way too bold!
Wait—wasn't Kiyoko planning to kill that scumbag?!
Could it be…?
Aina's face instantly turned pale.
If that was the case, she'd rather it be the first scenario than the second!
The calmest person in the room was Kouhei.
After last night's mixer, he had learned a valuable lesson,
'Three-dimensional women are terrifying!'
When Kiyoko dragged Shiro into the shop yesterday, he didn't even have the courage to call the cops!
Creak~
Just as everyone was drowning in their own thoughts, a familiar sleepy-looking bastard walked in while yawning, heading straight for the bar.
"Haah~ Nana-hua-nee, do you have any milk? I'm exhausted…"
"Oh, Shiro, you're here! Milk? Hmm, I don't have any. Want something else instead?"
"Oh, then just give me a beer."
"..."
Nanaka froze.
Wasn't there too much of a gap between those two drink choices?!
In the end, she silently handed him a glass of water. She was afraid that if he started drinking already, he'd pass out before the freshman party even began.
Shiro accepted the water with a thanks and made his way toward the sofa.
His waist was still sore from last night's exercise.
Azusa noticed him coming over and smiled as she patted her lap, clearly offering a lap pillow.
Oblivious to the fact that he had once again forgotten his promise to Azusa, Shiro grinned brightly as he walked toward her.
Lap pillow! Hehehe, my lap pillow~
Smack!
Before he could get close, two hands grabbed him by the shoulders.
He turned around…
Only to see two demon-like faces glaring at him!
"Yo! Kamishiro-kun! Why don't you tell us about your dreamlike night?"
=????(??? ????)
Oh, right.
He had completely forgotten about these two jealous bastards.