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I was so lucky.

And then

Thank you (teacher)

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10:30 a.m.

The opening ceremony ended.

In the blue sky, self-steered hot air balloons are flying, and the Seventh School District is played on a special thin screen that hangs vertically. Higher Education Department. The first event: wrenching the wooden stick competition. Thirteen seconds left before the start of the race.

"Well, it's still a while before the first game. - What are you doing?"

Leaving the stadium, Aikawa looked around idlely.

Although it is a large-scale athletic meeting, not all students are constrained by the competition. As long as the rule of reaching a certain arena within a certain time is followed, the movement after that is basically free. Whether it's going to cheer for other schools, buying souvenirs with your family, or standing at a convenience store to read a magazine, it's no problem. For example, the home economics or conditioning school where Tuyumen Wuxia attended, he would take advantage of this time to set up a stall to increase his temporary income.

There are surprisingly few competitive competitions in which all students participate in a school. Depending on the school year, unlike athletic events, there are often people who just have nothing to do. was supposed to go to cheer for his school, but with the income of the stall, the celebration banquet can be held more luxuriously. Parents who sell to 1.8 million students can make a lot of money.

At this time, someone passed in front of Aikawa.

Above the auto-guard robot resembling a gasoline can, a young girl dressed as a maid sits up. Like a salesman on a baseball field, she shouted with a rope around her neck to secure the end disc stuck in her abdomen.

"Come on, come on. Maid's lunch. Is there anyone who wants to buy a famous maid bento in the school city? This is a maid bento at a girls' school of home economics. The correct way to say it is a maid trainee's bento, is there anyone who wants to buy it?"

Aikawa glanced at the bento and found that the name of the maid bento was very Western, but the goods were all pure Japanese dishes.

"Are you really a maid's lunch?"

"Oh, this isn't Jun Aikawa, it's been a long time. Would you like a maid's lunch?"

"Well, it looks interesting, give me one. ”

"Two thousand four hundred yen. ”

"Half price. ”

"Deal!"

The fastest and most ruthless bargaining in history was born.

"Hmm. That's right, but then again, why is it a Japanese-style bento? Maids shouldn't have Western ones. ”

Taking a bite of tempura, Aikawa asked the maid.

"Because Japan is a big country with a bento table. There is no bento culture in foreign countries. The British only use the word lunch to summarize the concept of Chinese rice, and the only ingredient in Western culture is biscuits. That's why we deliberately use Japanese-style dishes. You may think it's expensive, but the early Makunachi bento box for theater audiences is 10 times more expensive than udon. The Daba Star Festival bento made with first-class ingredients and wrists follows the orthodox tradition—"

There is a mixture of subjective and objective fallacies, but there is nothing wrong with it.

After eating the bento in three or two, Aikawa looked at the time, there was still more than a minute left, and it was time to go back.

Saying goodbye to the maid, Aikawa enters the arena's contestant area.

(Ah, come to think of it, it looks like there's still this...... ）

Aikawa took out a piece of paper, and the white plane was covered with large bright red characters.

- Grip strength should not exceed 200 kilograms.

-- The arm strength should not exceed 40 tons.

- The speed should not exceed 12 meters per second.

The three lines of big characters were clearly reflected in Aikawa's eyes.

The piece of paper appeared at his doorstep this morning, signed by Kai Jimin, a member of the overall council, one of the very few people in the upper echelons of Aikawa who could be seen.

There are only three lines on it, and its intention is extremely obvious, which is to let Aikawa keep a low profile and avoid revealing his strongest human identity. In a sense, Aikawa was able to participate in the Daba Star Festival unharmed like this, thanks to the people above who erased his identity to the minimum. Now only the guards and the upper echelons know his identity, as well as his teachers and some acquaintances. Even his classmates only regard Aikawa as a level 4 physical strengthener.

But.

If the power of transcending common sense is exposed in an event that attracts the attention of the whole world, then everything will fall short. Aikawa will never be able to return to his daily routine, all the relationships he used to make will be messed up, the safety of his friends will be unguaranteed with the attention of the world, and he may spend his whole life in various battlefields and hells.

This is the threat of the school city.,No violence.,No words.,It's a threat to the strong with the future and everyday.。

School, classmates, one's dormitory, close friends who talk about everything, irreplaceable family members, the strong people who inhabit the table are so vulnerable.

Perhaps anyone would compromise in the face of this threat.

"Boring. ”

I crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it in the trash. Aikawa hummed a song and entered the contestants' zone. And as for the meaning of that piece of paper, who cares about that?

- That's right, that's a threat that almost anyone would compromise.

But the other party picked the wrong person.

Because the other party is the strongest.

The strongest who doesn't even care about the whole world for the sake of his family.

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"Huh?"

When he was about to get to the place where Aikawa's class was, Aikawa suddenly heard the sound of men and women arguing. It was as if someone was hiding behind the gymnasium to talk.

Looking over, the person in the back of the gloomy gymnasium was Yue Yong Xiaomeng, the head teacher of his class. The teacher, who is 135 centimeters tall and will not be complained about even if he carries an elementary school student's backpack, wears a white short skirt and a cheerleading uniform with a light green sleeveless vest. It looks like it should be used for refueling.

She was confronted by a man she had never met. I guess it's a teacher from another school. During the Daba Star Festival, the instructors were all wearing commercially available sportswear, but this person was still dressed in a straight suit on a hot day.

Teacher Meng and the male teacher are arguing.

Instead of saying this, it should be Xiaomeng who bites the male teacher who laughs at her and refuses to give up.

"I admit that our school is not well equipped and the content is not complete! but that's our fault, and there's nothing wrong with the students!"

Teacher Xiaomeng waved her hands and shouted. The male teacher said without any care.

"Hmph. Isn't the lack of equipment also due to the low qualifications of your students? Hehe. A school like yours shouldn't be able to pass the application, right??Ah, I heard, teacher. I heard that the final aptitude test results of the last semester in your class were terrible, right? It must have been hard to manage so many failed works. ”

(Failed...... ? My dad used to call me that. ）

Aikawa doesn't care about failure as such.

However, Teacher Xiaomeng shouted as if she wanted to deny all this.

"Learn ...... Students don't succeed or fail! Everybody's working hard! How can you ...... How can you leave them behind for your own benefit!!"

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"Is this an excuse to hide your lack of ability? ha. Your opinion is really ambitious, do you want me to make you sober up in reality? Let the elite class I have cultivated beat you shitty to the ground. Well, the competition held here is a wooden stick competition, right? As a fighting school, I would like to give you a piece of advice, I hope you will do a good warm-up exercise to avoid someone getting hurt later. ”

"You ......"

"The last time you learned it, you made a fool of me in public, and this time I'm going to collect this debt from you in the arena of the world's broadcast. We'll be a little lighter, but if your failed work is too weak, then I don't know. ”

Hahaha - the male teacher left with a smile. Walk in the direction of Aikawa.

To be honest, Aikawa didn't want to do anything about this person - he just had to watch the clown's juggling quietly, and there was no need to make a big fuss.

“…… That's not true. ”

At this time, Teacher Xiaomeng said this.

She was alone, and she wasn't talking to anyone. She lowered her head and said in a slightly trembling voice.

"They're not some kind of shit, are they......?"

The shoulders that were originally thin have shrunk even smaller.

She seemed to be saying that it was her own fault that caused the students to be insulted by outsiders.

She looked up at the sky, as if she was enduring something, and remained still.

“……………………”

Aikawa was silent.

"Hmm, what are you doing here, are you afraid of competing with our school and running away? Hahaha, it's really a waste handed over by Teacher Xiaomeng, all of them are ......."

Bang!

Aikawa's fist sank into the other's face full of malice and sarcasm.

It's like a wheel rolling in the air, which is in line with the clown's funny performance, and Aikawa doesn't even look at it.

Turning over the building and past Teacher Xiaomeng, Aikawa came to the classmates who also saw the scene just now.

The class stood there wordless.

Aikawa smiled.

Jeer.

Laugh at the opponent.

"Hey, let me ask you, do you want to win?"

This does not need to be answered at all.

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In terms of conclusion, Aikawa they won the game.

Ten minutes. They completed the fastest ever defeat of the strong by the weak.

Ten minutes. The audience got to see the most chaotic battle ever.

- Throw all your players into the enemy's center and win.

If you become a live target in the air, I will grit my teeth and endure it.

There is no such thing as a loser. If you don't win, you'll hospitalize me all!

The class agreed to the plan.

The brave men, who were covered in bruises and even some of their bones were broken, and they walked through the exit of the contestants to the campus, completely ignoring their victory and injuries. Teacher Xiaomeng, who was about to cry, was waiting for them over there with a first aid kit.

"For ...... Why do you have to work so hard!!If you don't have a good time, it's meaningless, and it doesn't matter if you win or lose......! The teacher was not happy to see everyone hurt like this......!!"

In the face of Teacher Xiaomeng's crying, the students seemed to think that it was better not to explain more at this time, and they dispersed one after another.

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