The blue sea, my youth

"What's wrong with your brains? Do you think such an outrageous room can be successful?"

"But, when mom sees the hidden pornographic books, won't she say 'you've grown up'?"

"That's another kind of growing up!"

"What a hassle." "Then what kind do you want?" "I don't have so many in stock."

Iori calmed down and corrected his request, "I just want an ordinary one, like the room of an ordinary freshman who just started to live independently like Furuichi!"

"My kind? But this room is similar to my room. After all, it was my idea, but I don't have so many in stock in my room." Furuichi corrected Iori's words considerately.

"...I shouldn't have believed you! You bastard! Forget it, forget it, it's my fault. I shouldn't have asked you to help. I will clean up by myself, you can take these away." Iori sighed and squatted down to clean up.

The three confirmed again: "Are you sure? Then we will take it away?"

"Isn't that nonsense?"

"Is that so..."

"What's that?"

"No, Shou said that this is a rare opportunity. To celebrate your enrollment, he wants you to pick one each as a gift for enrollment."

"Yes, if you don't need it, you can give it to me." Furuichi confirmed on the side.

"...Oh?" Iori turned back slowly.

In the corridor, Chisa walked towards the room holding a small cabinet, thinking that Iori had just arrived and wondered if he could use it.

When she was at the door, Chisa heard a lot of noise in the room. She thought they were still cleaning the room, so she opened the door without thinking and asked, "Iori, this cabinet is going to be thrown away. If you need it--"

Seeing four people in the room gathered in front of the TV, and the TV was still sending out bursts of "OH, Yes!" Chisa was stunned at the door, and heard Iori's calm evaluation: "Well, not bad, 78 points!"

"This one can't get full marks? I'm quite confident..." "For me, this one is about 87 points, I like this kind of thing."

Chisa saw how happy they were, and her mouth twitched slightly...

"It's hard to wash it now." Iori analyzed with the locker that Chisa wanted him to use on his head.

"I don't think it can be washed."

"By the way, in that kind of situation, no one would say 'Would you like to watch it too?'"

Iori pulled the locker out from his head and said, "Anyway, let's set up the room first. I want to clean up this filthy room, so please go back. Leave the one you gave me."

"Wait, Iori, if you leave like this, where will our face be?"

"Farewell, you will only cause trouble, please go back!"

"How about another one?" Senior Tokita took out another disc.

"There's really no other way, so I'll trust you again." Iori pinched it directly with his fingers.

"Don't worry, leave it to us, we will definitely give you a perfect freshman room! Just go outside and help with some work and add some points."

"Then I'll leave it to you!" Iori gave a thumbs up, but turned around and dragged Furuichi out, "Don't give me advice here, come with me to help."

The two came downstairs, intending to see if there was anything they could help with, only to see the manager wiping the dishes behind the bar and asked: "Iori, what happened just now? Chisa went over angrily."

Furuichi was a little speechless when he recalled it, but he still planned to see how Iori could explain it.

"Probably because I saw the school gift my senior gave me." "What a genius in summarizing!"

"She's angry just because of this, she really can't grow up."

"I even invited her to come along." "It seems I did." Furuichi could only silently give a thumbs up.

Nanaka, who was standing next to him, saw Iori and shouted, "Iori."

"Nanaka, listen to my explanation. It wasn't like that just now!"

"It's okay. I don't care. I just asked my friends about it. It's normal for a boy like you." Nanaka said she didn't care, but you could see her face was still red.

"Oh, has my reputation been ruined?" "By the way, Iori, what's your reputation? A reputation for being a pervert?"

"Shut up, Furuichi. It was you who made fun of the senior just now that made Nanaka misunderstand."

"Ah, so that's it." Nanaka saw that Furuichi didn't refute anything, so she believed Iori. After all, she was familiar with Tokita and Kotobuki and knew what kind of people they were.

Furuichi greeted Kohei, who came to return the tape, in a normal way: "Hey, Kohei, the senior called you over to help." Kohei nodded and greeted him, then went back to Iori's room.

Talking to NanakaIori, who was explaining, stopped talking and walked towards the room when he heard Kohei coming. Furuichi also hurriedly followed.

Opening the door and looking at the two-dimensional posters and figurines in the room, Iori sighed: "It's true, it's not the style I want at all!"

"I think this is very good." Furuichi held his chin with his hand and thought about whether to do this.

Kohei, who was squatting there cleaning the dust off the figurines, stood up and said, "Kitahara Iori, how do you like this comfortable room I arranged?"

Iori didn't answer, but walked to the poster on the wall, tore it down and shouted, "How did you get here!!"

"Wow!" Kohei's body bent along with the poster, and he knelt on the ground and asked, "How dare you treat my proud entry-level independent set like this!!"

"Shut up! Kohei! Who told you to mess around with my room as if it were your own!"

Kohei knelt in front of the poster and cursed, "You tore up the photocopied poster that I carefully prepared... I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

"If you damage a copy, it will be affected. My descendants are too pitiful..."

Room The door was opened again, and two seniors poked their heads out and asked, "Iori, is it okay this time? We asked another freshman to clean it up, and it must be different from what we three did just now."

"Look at what you did!!"

Kohei, holding the fragments of the poster in his hand, said, "Asshole, people are kind enough to help you, but you are picky."

Furuichi, who was admiring the various figures on the side, also nodded in agreement with Kohei's words, and confirmed with Iori again: "What kind of room do you want? Tell me yourself?"

Iori waved his hand: "A room that is completely opposite to this one!"

"What? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Do you have to tell me before you understand?"

"Got it, we'll make one for you now." Kohei patted Iori's shoulder and promised.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself, you guys go."

Hearing Iori's refusal, Kohei shouted angrily: "The opportunity to drink with those high school girls who admire their older brothers is right in front of me, how can I miss the opportunity to go back! ”

“So what bait led you here…” Iori waved his hand, “Then I’ll be in charge, and you guys can help.”

“Hey~ Iori, come here for a minute?” The manager’s voice came from downstairs. Iori was a little hesitant about whether to go down and hand over the room to four people who couldn’t be trusted now.

“Iori, go ahead.” “You should always help more when you live under someone else’s roof.” The senior advised silently.

“We will prepare the room according to your request.”

Although he was still a little worried, Iori went out first.

“Hey, Kohei, are you sure this is what Iori wants?” Furuichi felt that Iori didn’t want a room full of BL elements.

“Well, if I understand correctly, didn’t Iori say that he wanted the exact opposite? "But Kohei didn't think there was anything wrong.

The two seniors were still discussing Iori's hobby, which was hidden deep enough.

Behind them, Iori, who didn't dare to be completely at ease, didn't let Nanahua come up together, but opened the door in advance to take a look. That's how he found out that his room was made into this opposite appearance in advance.

Seeing that Iori's eyes seemed to be glowing red, Furuichi swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to remind Kohei who was putting up a sign. But fortunately, Imamura Kohei heard Iori's footsteps, turned his head and asked: "Huh? Kitahara Iori, what's wrong?"

"Hey, let me go! Dare to be violent to me! Just like...!" Kohei was pressed to the ground and rubbed by Iori.

After ravaging Kohei, Iori said to several people: "This is worse than the one just now, okay!"

The senior didn't listen to what Iori said at all, but studied the disc in his hand, and Furuichi took out the figurine he had just put away and watched it.

"Listen to me! "Iori said anxiously: "Anyway, we have to clean up here quickly. If someone sees us, they will misunderstand us..."

"Knock, knock..." The door was knocked, and Nanahua's voice came from outside the door, "Iori?"

Iori was smart, ran out and closed the door.

The seniors looked at each other with Furuichi, shrugged and continued to do their own things. In order to study what the disc looks like, the senior put the disc into the DVD box where he just watched the video.

'I don't care if you are a man.' 'I see, actually I don't care about you either...' After hearing the voice, Furuichi turned his head and said to the senior, "Senior, keep your voice down. The sound insulation here is not good, and don't wake up Kouhei. He just fainted. "

As soon as the voice fell, Iori came back from the door and roared to the sky: "SinceIt's already like this, I must make the most perfect room and then go to the party! ! "

"Oh, it's so exciting, is this Attack on Titan or Saiyan." Furuichi sighed when he saw Iori's hair almost standing up.

"Calm down, we will help you." The senior was also a little shocked. Kohei, who was lying down, slowly raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him, thinking, "What happened when I fell asleep?"

"In short, I have no way out. I have to make a room that Nanaka likes no matter what." Iori summarized.

"The room that Nanaka likes..."

"So, Iori, do you have an idea?" Furuichi saw that Iori seemed to be confident, but was confused as to why he was so confident.

"Listen carefully, Nanaka dotes on her sister Chisa!" Iori said loudly.

Kohei didn't know because he had just arrived, and Tokita added on the side: "She just didn't show it in front of Chisa. ”

“That is to say, the room that Nanaka-sister likes is the kind that is very simple!” A light seemed to flash in Iori’s eyes.

“That Iori, do you think it’s a bit wrong?” Furuichi asked Iori curiously while pasting the photos.

“Instead of talking nonsense, why not get moving!” Iori picked up a photo of Chisa and pasted it on the poster.

“Your room is completely that of a stalker!” “I never thought that one day I would paste the face of someone I know on a pillow cover…”

I saw that whether it was posters or figurines in the room, all had photos of Chisa pasted on their faces.

After Kohei pasted the photo on the pillow, he looked at the time and said, “By the way, senior, it’s almost time for the party.”

“Huh?” Tokita was a little confused after hearing this, and thought about it and said, “I forgot, the other party just contacted you about the banquet you mentioned and said that they wanted to postpone it because of some circumstances. "

Guichi glanced at his phone and felt that he had told his girlfriend too early, so he sent a few more messages to say that there would be no party today.

Iori, who was facing away, turned around and said in disbelief: "Postponed?"

"Postponed."

"Not today?"

"Not today."

"Wait...wait a minute." Iori couldn't accept it, "Then why have I been busy until now?"

"Iori, tea..." The door was pushed open by Chisa, and there were a few cups of tea on the tray in her hand. But after seeing everything in the room, Chisa was a little stunned.

…………

The tea was poured from the pot into the cup...

"That's great, Iori, isn't this the independent life you've always wanted?" Tokita handed the water to Iori.

"I don't want this!" Iori knelt down and pounded the ground in pain.

"Well, isn't it just being kicked out for isolation? It might be more comfortable to be alone. "Guichi didn't know if this was a consolation.

In the end, Iori got two discs, and he didn't know if it was a good thing...