"I have to ask—why do I have to sit with you two?"
Shiro looked at the two people sandwiching him from both sides. Did they seriously not realize how weird it looked to have two nearly-naked men in their underwear trapping a fully clothed person like this?!
Originally, he had planned to find a seat in the last row to catch up on some sleep—after all, he really hadn't rested properly last night.
But the moment these two idiots spotted him, they dragged him over by force!
And they made him sit in the middle! Forget escaping, he couldn't even move!
The worst part?
He just wanted to sleep! Sleeping between two half-naked perverts, what kind of blind teacher wouldn't notice something this ridiculous?!
"Meh, small issue! Kamishiro, have you noticed something strange about the atmosphere in this classroom?"
Iori waved dismissively before pulling Shiro closer, whispering mysteriously.
Hearing this, Shiro finally noticed it too, something was definitely off. A huge amount of resentment was directed at their side.
He turned his head to look—
Every male student in the classroom was glaring at them with murderous intent.
This look… this look… it reminded Shiro of his high school days!
Back in high school, people had given him this exact same look!
It had been so long since he'd seen it—ah, how nostalgic~
"I think it's fine, actually. This gaze really takes me back to my high school days~"
Shiro had a blissful expression on his face, clearly relishing in nostalgia.
"The hell kind of high school life did you even have?!"
Iori, his face covered in black lines, looked at him in disbelief.
"Maybe we should just go ask them directly?"
Kohei suggested. At this rate, there was no way they could figure it out just by guessing.
"Why me? If you think it's a good idea, why don't you ask someone?"
Iori immediately turned it back on Kohei, seeing through his attempt to push the task onto him.
"No way!"
Kohei refused firmly, biting his fingernail anxiously. "Striking up a conversation with a stranger and then getting rejected, that's an incredibly painful experience!"
"...Oh, right. That is your whole character setting, huh."
Iori closed his eyes in pain. Seriously, what was up with the weird character settings of his friends?!
With no other choice, he stood up. "Nobody gets mad at someone they just met. Geez, you're hopeless. Watch and learn, I'll show you how it's done!"
With that, he walked over to the group of furious-looking guys. It was time to charm his way out of this!
"Hey, uh, sorry to bother you, but—"
"Don't fucking talk to me, loser!"
"You wanna die, dumbass?!"
Before Iori could even finish his sentence, two guys immediately cut him off—violently.
One of them even flipped him the middle finger. If an outsider saw this, they'd think Iori had done something horribly unforgivable to them.
Shiro looked at Iori, who was now sulking and covering his face.
This situation… it really did remind him of high school.
Seriously, what the hell had Iori done to deserve this level of hostility?!
Meanwhile, Kohei smirked smugly. "Told you this would happen."
"No way! It has to be because of how I phrased my question!"
Not willing to give up, Iori got up again—this time, he chose a different group and changed his approach.
One Minute Later…
Under the gaze of Shiro and Kohei, Iori once again covered his face and ran back in embarrassment.
Kohei patted Iori's shoulder in consolation. "Well, no big deal. From what I know, this is just how it is when talking to strangers for the first time!"
"Exactly! Everyone used to look at me the same way. To be honest, when I first entered university, I wasn't used to it at all~"
"…Just what kind of tragic lives have you two lived?"
Iori had run out of energy to retort. These two seemed like they had never experienced a normal life at all!
"But there's definitely something wrong here!"
Iori stated firmly. As the only one in the trio who had lived a normal life, he was sure that this was not normal!
"So, what's wrong?"
"I think it's fine."
"Even though I'd like to confirm it, however…"
Iori silently turned his head back, only to find a group of large men staring at him intensely, each holding something sharp!
"…I don't think there's anyone in there who can have a proper conversation."
"Is this a delinquent school from the Showa era?"
"Are we sure this isn't a maximum-security prison full of hardcore criminals?"
The three of them lowered their heads in unison, feeling like their lives were in danger.
"Hey, don't you think it's because you two aren't wearing any clothes?"
Shiro clapped his hands as he spoke. After all, the forums had previously exposed their… unique preferences!
Now that they were sitting here stark naked, of course, everyone would feel uncomfortable!
"But we were always like this before."
"Nothing has changed from usual."
The two clearly hadn't considered this possibility and looked at Shiro in confusion.
Shiro silently turned his head away. "(;?＿?) Uh… well, times have changed."
"You bastard! Just what the hell did you post online this time?!"
Although they didn't know the exact details, it was obvious that this troublemaker was involved!
"Well, let's test it out first."
Shiro took a step back, and sure enough, as soon as he distanced himself from the two, the oppressive chill around him instantly vanished!
?!!
The two looked at Shiro in shock as he safely withdrew. Could it really be because of their clothes?!
Sensing the ever-growing sense of hostility in the air, the two frantically searched for something to wear!
However… how could there possibly be extra clothes lying around in the classroom?!
"Ah, in that case, there's nothing to be done. You two will just have to stay like this~(??ω??)"
Shiro looked at them with a mischievous grin. Idiots don't need clothes!
Ha~ Now that he was away from them, he could finally get some…
Wait! What are you two doing?!
Before Shiro could react, Iori and Kohei suddenly pounced on him, tearing off his clothes in an instant!!!
That's right, not taking them off, but outright tearing them apart!
With sinister expressions, the two sneered, "Yo, isn't this Kamishiro-kun? You weren't thinking of ditching us, were you?"
"We're a team that's about to make our grand debut!"
"(メ｀ロ′)/ You bastards! Who said I was part of your team?! What kind of debut involves being naked?! At least let my clothes die a whole corpse!"
Shiro looked tearfully at the tattered remains of his clothes on the ground.
(*?????)
Those clothes cost thousands of yen! And he had barely worn them a few times! He was definitely putting this debt on Kitahara's tab!
"Wait a second!"
Suddenly, Iori grabbed the now half-naked Shiro and carefully examined his back!
At first, Shiro didn't understand what was happening and was about to give Kitahara a piece of his mind when a wave of dread washed over him!
The group of large men in the classroom had started stabbing their desks frantically with their weapons!
You could even see their veins bulging from the sheer force!
Shiro swallowed hard. Why did it suddenly feel like his life was in danger…? His preferences should be normal, right?!
"Hey, Kamishiro!"
With a friendly—but terrifying—smile, Iori patted Shiro's shoulder. "Care to explain the scratch marks on your back?"
(′｀;)?
Scratch marks? What scratch marks? That idiot Kitahara was…
Scratch marks!!!
(.;゜;:益:;゜;.)
Shiro finally remembered what he had done, and cold sweat instantly poured from his forehead.
He tried to run, but at some point, his hands had been cuffed to the desk!
With pink handcuffs!
Kohei was standing behind him!
There was nowhere to run!
"Uh… uh, if I said I was upholding justice, would you believe me?"
"Oh? I see."
"So, you were upholding justice, and then some evil person scratched you all over."
"That's right, that's exactly what happened! You guys are really smart, ahahaha…"
Shiro forced out a laugh, fear gripping his heart.
Why did these two virgins know what scratch marks meant?! Just how much theoretical knowledge did they have?!
"Kohei, burn him!"
"OK, I'll get the fire!"
"Wait! Playing with fire will make you wet the bed!!!"
(*?????)