Reborn Japan as the group leader

"Sister Nanahua, listen to my explanation of what happened just now!" Iori said immediately.

"It's okay!" Nanahua had a gentle smile on her face, "I just called my friend and asked, it's normal for a boy in your grade..."

"Friend?" Yizhi was taken aback, "Is it true that my reputation in your circle of friends is completely ruined?"

"All in all!" Iori said solemnly, "I didn't do what the room looked like just now, it was a nasty joke made by those two bastards!"

"Is that so?" Nanahua was a little puzzled.

"Yes, and I'm planning to tidy up myself now." Yizhi said.

"Manager, the tape is used up, thank you!" Kohei Imamura walked to the counter and handed the tape to Toshio.

"Huh?" Yizhi was taken aback, "Why are you here?"

"The seniors said they were ashamed of you, so let me help you tidy up your room..."

"what?"

"And it's almost finished!" Kohei Imamura waved his hand, "Let's go, follow me to have a look!"

Iori already had a bad premonition in his heart, so he stopped Nanahua who was going to come with him, and followed Kohei Imamura to his room.

No.17 Newcomers

When Iori followed Imamura Kohei into the room, how should I put it, it was quite in line with my hunch.

The walls and ceiling are covered with posters of magical girls, and the desks and counters next to it are filled with various figures.

Mattress cups and the like are all patterns of magical girls, and there is even a body pillow.

"How is it? Iori!" Imamura Kohei said proudly, "My well-decorated solitary room set..."

Iori walked past him to the wall without saying a word, grabbing the middle of the poster with both hands.

With a "stab", the entire poster was completely torn to pieces.

"Roar~~~~" Kohei Imamura threw himself on all fours like a wild beast, grabbed Iori's clothes with both hands, saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, and made no secret of his murderous intent, "How dare you tear up the limited edition you are proud of? version poster..."

"Shut up, Gengping!" Yizhi's eyes were bloodshot, his arms and face were bulging with veins, and he also grabbed his collar, "Who told you to treat Lao Tzu's room as your own mess!"

"Damn it!" Kohei Imamura knelt on the ground and picked up the broken poster, "You tore up the limited edition poster I carefully prepared, and I curse you for eighteen generations!"

"A reprint will be cursed like this," Yizhi said, "Aren't my descendants so fucking pitiful?"

"How is it? Iori, is the room decorated okay?" Tokita Shinji walked into the room and asked.

"Sure enough, the freshman's room should be built by the freshman!" Juryu Jiro walked in.

"Look at what you guys have done!" Yizhi clenched his fists with a "crack-crack" sound, as if he was about to rush over and kill the two of them in the next moment.

"Asshole!" Imamura Kohei gritted his teeth, "I kindly helped you tidy up the room, but you still pick and choose."

"Then what kind of room do you want?"

"Isn't that nonsense?" Iori patted the poster behind him, "Of course it's the complete opposite of this normal room!"

"Then you should have said it earlier!"

"Damn it, do you have to say it to understand?" Yizhi said, "What are you guys thinking about?"

"Okay, you go prepare something else!" Gengping stood up and said, "I'll make one for you right away!"

"No need, I'll do it myself!"

"No!" Kohei Imamura looked excited, "The opportunity to drink with a high school girl who admires my big brother is here, how can I miss it? So leave the room to me!"

"What on earth lured you here..." Iori complained in a low voice.

"Then I'll direct, and you do as I say!" Yizhi said.

"Iori, come here and do me a favor!" Deng Zhifu's voice came.

"Here we come!" Yizhi agreed, then thought of this again, and looked at the three people in the room worriedly.

"Okay, Iori, hurry up and help!" Juryu Jiro said.

"That's right," Shinji Tokita nodded, "Since you're living in someone else's house, you should take the initiative to help with things."

"Go, I will make the room according to your requirements!" Kohei Imamura promised.

"Although I'm worried..." Iori turned and walked out of the room, "Come back and see later..."

"Okay, let's get started!" Kohei Imamura took out something.

"Speaking of which, can this work?" Tokita Shinji also came to help.

"Don't worry!" Kohei Imamura said while working, "It's completely opposite to me, it must be like this, there can be nothing wrong!"

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When Iori returned to the room again, it was really the same as before.

It's just that the posters, mattresses, quilts, and throw pillows were all replaced by a naked handsome guy, and there was a picture of two handsome guys hugging each other...

"Oh, Iori is back?" Juryu Jiro said, "How do you feel?"

"Huh—" A white mist visible to the naked eye spewed out of Yizhi's mouth, and the red light in his eyes almost formed a substance.

After walking two steps forward, Iori closed the door of her room, and a cold voice sounded from her mouth.

"Today... none of you can get out of this room alive!"

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"Iori!" Qiansha pushed open the door and walked into Yizhi's room, "Tea..."

Then I saw four men whose clothes had been torn into shreds, twisted into a ball on the ground naked, with various bruises and blood marks on their bodies...

And there are pictures of handsome naked guys everywhere in the room, the visual impact can be imagined.

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In an abandoned guest room outside that was used as a warehouse, Iori sat cross-legged on the discolored tatami with dull eyes, as if her eyes were dead.

"Okay, anyway, this can be regarded as you are truly independent!" Tokita Shinji said.

"Yes, independent living is a compulsory course for a man!" Juryu Jiro smiled.