"I say... Yuu-onii-chan?"
In front of a massive building radiating an ominous aura, the girls stopped simultaneously, looking up with hesitation. The resistance emanating from their very bones was almost visible!
Unfortunately, though Miyazawa Yuu was well aware of this, he was unwilling to let the poor, innocent girls off.
He turned around with his most harmless smile, looking like a despicable fox trying to lead lambs into a wolf's den. He gestured toward the building with a confused, helpful expression. "Hmm? What's wrong? Did you not get enough sleep last night after all?"
"No, no, no! This has absolutely nothing to do with sleep..."
The midsummer noon sun was fierce. After hitting the smooth, magnificent reflective surfaces of the building, a large beam of light shot back directly into Busujima Kyoko's indignant face, cutting off the second half of her sentence.
"Ah! My eyes! My eyes! To build such an illegal structure in the city! I'm calling the Mayor's hotline to complain!"
"Anzu-chan!"
Also blinded, but perhaps due to a different angle, Anwa Subaru only had to squint slightly to resist the harsh glare. She even had the strength to anxiously crouch down and try to hold back the rolling Kyoko.
You have to know, the outside isn't as clean as home! If she did an "ominous crawl" on the ground, she might pick up some scary bugs or something!
Unfortunately, a JK's strength is limited. Once Anzu went wild, her strength was nothing to scoff at; Subaru couldn't pin her down for the life of her.
Helpless, she could only grit her teeth and turn to the other troublesome "little sister" for help!
"Ni-Nina! Help me out..."
"Ah~ I'm dead. The world above is truly a different place!"
Nina held up a pinky finger toward the golden, muscular statue in front of her that was still reflecting light. Iseri Nina closed her eyes with a smile, letting her soul slowly drift out of her mouth.
It was nothing special; just common sense that an "ominous hiss-type creature" would be killed by something with too much "Yang" energy!
"Nina, don't die!!!"
"My, my~ What a touching sisterly bond. I didn't expect you to develop such a deep connection just from one night's sleep. It brings tears to my eyes..."
"And Yuu-oniisan! Don't use words that lead to such misunderstandings!"
Taking the chance to peek while pretending to wipe away tears, Miyazawa Yuu noticed that these kids seemed genuinely allergic to SILVERMAN GYM. He made a mental note in his little notebook:
Band girls seem to love basements so much they fear the sun. The possibility that they are vampires cannot be ruled out!
Joke aside, he eventually helped Subaru pick Kyoko up. He also grabbed the back of Nina's head and crudely shoved her soul back down her throat.
"Why does it feel like Yuu-oniisan is so practiced at this?"
Subaru couldn't bear to watch. Nina's "soul-returning" process looked exceptionally difficult. Holding Anzu in front of her, she was scared half to death just by the gurgling sounds.
But Miyazawa Yuu was long accustomed to soul-return surgery. After all, seeing those people in the PaB Club vomit their souls every day, this should be considered a common ailment, right?
"Yoshi! Does everyone else have any questions? The appointment time is almost here!"
"I... I have a quethion!"
With hollow eyes, leaning on Miyazawa Yuu's arm, Iseri Nina slowly raised her hand. Two lines of tears gathered at the corners of her eyes and flowed down. "My throut... it hurth!"
"A normal phenomenon..."
He certainly wasn't going to admit that he might have poked her throat while stuffing her soul back in. Miyazawa Yuu turned his head only to have Busujima Kyoko grab his collar, just like her sister.
"I have one too! Is there really a place like this in Tokyo? Is the Golden Muscle Man for real? And why did you bring us here?"
"A good question~"
With Nina in his left hand and Kyoko in his right, looking like a good neighbor bringing chickens and ducks to a New Year's visit, Miyazawa Yuu nodded in praise of Kyoko's studious spirit while leading Subaru into the lobby.
Behind the luxurious revolving doors, a massive marble plaque engraved with "The Way of Muscle Lies Within" appeared before them.
As the most important capital of Japan, SILVERMAN GYM Tokyo was the headquarters, bar none. It gathered professional athletes from all over Japan and even other countries.
This included, but was not limited to, the ubiquitous boxers, sturdy black wrestlers, and joint-lock champions running around in three-point swimsuits.
Wait! Was there something weird mixed in there?
Looking at the chaotic scene of revelry, Anwa Subaru was shocked that such a bizarre place existed in Tokyo. At the same time, her gaze was instantly drawn to a woman in a swimsuit walking past.
"No! This..."
"Welcome to SILVERMAN GYM Tokyo, my former home base!"
Setting the two little ones on the ground, Miyazawa Yuu gave Subaru a confident smile. Then, his normal teenage physique rapidly expanded until his clothes couldn't hold back the pressure and burst into shreds of fabric!
"Everyone! Your Emperor has returned!"
"Hmm? Yuu! Didn't you go to university? Did you get expelled and sent back because your muscles were too big and affected the school's image?!"
"Ho ho! You've put on even more meat! When did you arrive?"
It turned out that the facial recognition at SILVERMAN GYM was worlds apart from the outside.
When Miyazawa Yuu entered in his normal form, he drew no attention at all. It wasn't until his muscles exploded that the passing gym rats recognized the "shop mascot" who had ventured out.
And the way SILVERMAN GYM welcomed someone back was very simple: they charged in recklessly!
"..."
Watching the living Yuu get buried under a mountain of burly men, the three girls stared with wide eyes, completely petrified, not knowing what to do!
Luckily, the mountain of men trembled. Miyazawa Yuu, buried at the bottom, calmly lifted all the burly men and tossed the muscle-mountain aside, his clothes only slightly dusty.
"You guys really love stacking up, but sorry, I brought newcomers this time!"
"What? Come train with us when you have time!"
"You're doing deadlifts with us too; how long has it been!"
"Yes, yes, yes, but please let me finish my business first, okay?"
Waving his hand to shoo away the clingy group like flies, Miyazawa Yuu walked to the front desk and familiarly reported the reserved room number.
"Practice Room 207, please~"
"No problem, your points have been added to your card. Go ahead!"
"Hey! Yuu-onii-chan!"
Slightly distancing herself from the muscular men, Busujima Kyoko finally dared to breathe heavily again once they were in the elevator. She condemned him loudly: "Why on earth did you bring us here? Gyms and girl bands are naturally incompatible!"
"Well~ people who haven't even had a single live show shouldn't call themselves a girl band, okay? Besides, I said it yesterday—it's to help you solve the bullying problem."
"Wait! You don't mean!"
The answer was practically screaming at them now. Anwa Subaru forced a smile and took half a step back in the elevator. Her sweat-soaked back pressed against the cold wall of the cabin, making her whole body shiver.
"Uh, I don't have that kind of problem, and I just came to accompany Nina. I should be exempt, right? Right?"
"I'm sorry, but no. To convince her to come, I said there were three very cute girls. She only agreed to come to teach according to your individual needs~"
"Eek!"
Her throat bobbed. Subaru's smile was on the verge of collapsing, but clutching her last hope, she asked expectantly: "WWE?"
"No. How could I send you to those kinds of athletes? You'd definitely be led astray!"
WWE in America was mostly entertainment with performance elements, focused on ring wrestling and rare female events. But the professional level...
While such athletes weren't recognized in the pro circles, Miyazawa Yuu himself quite liked women's wrestling. After all, the "boing-boing" was very visually appealing!
But since these were his own juniors, he definitely wouldn't let them go down the wrong path!
"She's a very legitimate Central American wrestler. She'll teach you some ground techniques that hurt like hell but won't leave scars. Combined with moderate fitness for self-defense, it's more than enough."
"That's even worse than WWE!"
Knowing that Miyazawa Yuu would definitely find someone super hardcore for them, Anwa Subaru chose to run the moment the elevator doors opened. As a JK and a girl band member, being covered in muscles would cause her to lose fans like crazy!
Busujima Kyoko and Iseri Nina felt the same. So, after Subaru took off, Player 2 and Player 3 didn't hesitate to start running too!
However, just like startled white-tailed deer, the three were so focused on escaping that they forgot to look where they were going. They crashed, one after another, into a wall that was exceptionally supple.
"Aya!"
"Gua!"
"My butt hurts!"
"Ohya!"
The eight-pack on the abdomen rippled twice. An unfamiliar brown-skinned woman looked at the three little ones clutching their butts on the floor. A long tongue darted out from the corner of her mouth to lick every corner of her lips.
"Yuu, I'm very satisfied with the prey this time. I'll eat them up properly~"
"YAAAAAHHH!!!"