Drinking is one thing, getting drunk is another.

After helping the last person, Jinpei Matsuda, who was drunk and unconscious, into the hotel room, Fujiwara Yu and Morofushi Kagemitsu collapsed on the tatami at the same time. They didn't even have the heart to take a shower, but they had to take a shower because they reeked of alcohol.

Fujiwara Yuu, who was already a bit of a germaphobe, raised his hand and sniffed the alcohol stench on his clothes with a headache. He had no choice but to stand up and look at Morifushi Kagemitsu, who had closed his eyes and didn't want to clean up the mess, and asked:

"Jingguang, I'm going to take a shower first. I smell really bad. I thought these guys could hold their liquor well, but they all collapsed in less than two hours."

"I didn't expect the squad leader to be drunk. It seems that cocktails really shouldn't be drunk carelessly." Zhu Fujingguang lay on the ground and didn't want to get up. He smiled and said, "Ayou, then you should go take a shower first. I'll have to trouble you to make the bed later."

"Okay, take care of them first."

"no problem."

Worried that Morofushi Kagemitsu couldn't take care of the child alone, Fujiwara Yu took a shower much faster than usual. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished his shower and walked out, he was greeted by a strange cry, followed by a soft touch that perfectly matched his face.

Bang!

Although there was a sound when it hit my face, it didn't hurt.

Fujiwara Yuu frowned and grabbed the pillow that hit his face. He looked speechlessly at Furiya Rei who was as happy as a three-year-old child. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: Hey, hey, hey, can't a 22-year-old adult be more mature and stable?

He was about to stop these drunks from having a pillow fight when Matsuda Jinpei leaped off the coffee table and did a beautiful backflip. He muttered something while punching the pillow at Furuya Rei with a straight punch:

"Take my Yusuke's punch, Zero!

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When Furuya Rei saw the pillow flying towards him, he quickly hid behind Fujiwara Yuu and pushed him forward. He burped and said confidently:

"My white devil has a shield. You're dreaming of hitting me!"

Fujiwara Yuu never expected to be "hurt" a second time. He glared fiercely at Furuya Rei, who was hiding behind him... Never mind, no need to argue with a drunk. His gaze drifted to Morobushi Kagemitsu, who was skulking outside the battle. Haha, he had to find a way to drag him into the pillow fight.

However, just when the drunk version of Furuya Rei was showing off, Akihara Kenji, who was allied with Matsuda Jinpei, picked up the pillow on the sofa, made a standard baseball throwing action, and directly threw a beautiful four-seam fastball, hitting Furuya Rei's cheek accurately to complete a beautiful counterattack.

But Jinpei Matsuda still did not escape punishment. Yin Dahang, who was hiding behind, jumped high from behind the sofa, held the pillow tightly in both hands, used Matsuda's head as a basket, and scored a perfect two-handed dunk.

"Score! Dominate the country!"

Morobushi Jingguang, who hid aside and didn't want to be dragged into the battle, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead. He really didn't expect these people to be like this when they were drunk. They were so crazy that their second-year syndrome attributes were exposed. It really was—

Bang!

Morofushi Kagemitsu silently took off the pillow that hit his face, raised his eyes and met Fujiwara Yu's gaze. It seemed that there was a sober person who didn't want him to leave the battlefield.

"Ayou, want to form an alliance?"

"Okay, let's form an alliance to punish drunkards."

After taking a shower and wearing a yukata, Fujiwara Yu went into battle barefoot. A drunk person is naturally not as smart and agile as a sober person. After a few blows, they were knocked paralyzed on the tatami and unable to move.

As for why they couldn't move, it was because Fujiwara no Yuu and Morofushi Kagemitsu felt that the fighting would last until dawn if it continued, so they had to use extreme means to force them into the quilt and seal them up with the ropes that bound the quilt.

"Finally, I can sleep now. Ah You, you go to sleep first. I'm going to take a shower."

"I have to wash again too. I'm all sweaty."

After Fujiwara Yu finished washing up, he moved his bedding directly to a distance away from the Drunkard Alliance. There was no other way. His sense of smell was too sharp and if he didn't stay away, the smell of alcohol would make it difficult for him to fall asleep.

He recalled the chaotic fight just now, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. He was really looking forward to whether these four people would feel that they were socially dead after they woke up.

"Good night, Ayou."

"Well, good night."

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The next morning at ten o'clock, he was awakened by a wailing sound. Fujiwara Yu got up in a daze and saw an unknown creature wriggling on the ground not far away. When he looked closely, he found that it was Furiya Rei who was tied up in the quilt.

"Hey, Amuro Ray, the White Devil, you're awake."

After hearing this teasing, the embarrassing scene of last night flooded into Rei Furuya's mind again. His wheat-colored skin showed obvious signs of blushing, and he buried his head directly in the quilt. It was obvious that he felt socially dead.

He was silent under the quilt for a long time, then poked his head out and whispered:

"Well, Fujiwara, can you forget what happened last night?"

"I'm afraid not?"

"...Forget it. I don't think they will recall it on their own initiative." Fūya Ling felt that as long as no one mentioned this matter, they could just pretend that the drunken scene last night was a non-existent memory.

However, his childhood friend, Morobushi Kagemitsu, was not going to let him go. He was also woken up and lay in bed, laughing:

"It's okay. If you don't want to recall it actively, Ah You and I will help you recall it passively."

"...hrio."

"Huh? Why don't you call me Fujiwara anymore?"

Furiya Rei suddenly felt that his childhood friend Hiro was very scary. It turned out that the person who smiled all the time was actually full of evil. Hiro was really a dark and vindictive guy.

He suddenly felt fortunate that he did not vomit after getting drunk, otherwise he would have woken up outside the house instead of inside this morning.

Fujiwara Yuu stood up and walked over to Furuya Rei, helping him untie the ropes around his quilt. Then he smiled and said,

"Hurry up and wash up, it's getting late. I'll make you some honey water."

"Well, thanks."

The others gradually rose, each one tucked into a subtle sage mode, evidently retrieving their memories from the previous night. Just as Rei Furuya had anticipated, they exchanged glances and remained silent.

Fujiwara Yuu and Morofushi Kagemitsu did not choose to bring up this dark history of drunkenness and chuunibyou. After washing up, they deliberately brought up the question of "Are we going to the music bar tonight?", but the four of them shook their heads and rejected it.

Since they woke up so late, they decided to just grab a quick bite at the hotel before heading to the nearby Araihama Beach. On the way, Akihara Kenji called his sister to confirm she'd made it before booking a table at the most expensive restaurant nearby.

It was obvious that he was determined to cheat Chisuya Akihara out of his wallet.