Chapter 330: The Follower

"Why, do you care so much about me to be my bodyguard?"

"Huh! You're overthinking. ”

Looking at Asuka who was spinning in circles in front of him, Shota just wanted to kick her away. And the reason is......

"Stay away from me, your smell is too strong."

"Ahh It's so annoying.,This is a new product from SKII.,I'm ......"

Ignoring her self-conscious explanation, Shota walked directly past her.

"Hey, hey, hey! I'm talking to you, do you hear me? ”

Ignoring her, Shota looked at both sides of the road with his own eyes.

Although the gambling industry is quite loose in Japan, everyone turns a blind eye to the kind of one, but it is not to the situation of casually opening on the side of the road, so Shota can only try to find some clues from the shops on the side of the road.

"Well, are you looking for something? I can help, I'm familiar with this. ”

Seeing that Shota hadn't taken care of herself, Asuka consciously followed.

"Nope."

"Humph! Swindler. ”

Continuing to walk forward, Shota walked over when he heard a noise coming from the alley on the side of the road.

"Hey, hey, hey! I said you ......"

Just as Asuka was following behind and pointing at Shota, suddenly a turn of the hand Shota covered her mouth and pressed her against the wall.

"Hmm......"

Asuka instinctively wanted to struggle, but was held down by Shota and rested her head on her ear.

"Be quiet! If you don't want to die, you'd better listen to me. ”

Her expression froze suddenly, and Asuka looked at him with wide eyes, but she soon realized that something was wrong. Because Shota's gaze did not stay on himself, but ......

Turning her head and poking out a little from the corner of the wall, Asuka covered her mouth in fright when she saw the scene in front of her.

There's a bunch of guys over there who are obviously not good people, and they're doing something shady. Judging from the safe in their hands, it is certainly not a fine flour for sale.

“……”

Tapping Asuka's shoulder from behind, Shota gave her a silent gesture and slowly stepped back.

"Cut! It's really unfortunate enough to encounter such a thing. ”

Back on the road, Shota's unhappy expression still didn't dissipate.

Judging from the large amount of transactions just now, these guys are definitely not ordinary ruffians and hooligans, and maybe they still have big treasures on them. If he was discovered, Shota would definitely be the first to turn around and run, as for the rest......

Glancing at Asuka jumping around like a little Hiromi in front of him, Shota's eyes couldn't help but become gloomy.

I'm sorry, don't die poorly.

"I said, what are you coming out for, my feet are sore after you have been walking for a long time."

It's been a while, and Asuka was still bouncing in front of her at first, but now she can only hang half-dead in the back, and Shota just glanced at her out of the corner of her eye.

"What are you doing here?"

"I ......"

Suddenly straightening her waist pole and crossing her hands on her waist, Asuka turned her nostrils to the sky with a proud face.

"Of course I'm here for something, otherwise do you really think I'm following you?"

Stopping suddenly, Shota turned and stared at her.

"Something? What's up? ”

"What? It's none of your business. ”

Just looked at her straight for a long time, until Asuka herself became unconfident.

"Why, I ......"

"I'm looking for a place to open the market, and I think you're no stranger to these things."

"Plate ...... Dish? ”

Hearing Shota's answer, the expression on Asuka's face was even more surprised.

"What are you looking for that place?"

"You have to take care of it!"

……

"Tomorrow's Shenglong Banner, I will press Sakurai Road......"

After getting the ticket, under the gaze of a group of gamblers, gamblers, gamblers and others, Shota came out of the underground casino, and Asuka was leaning against the door and looking at him with a smile.

"You're so despicable, you even want to sell your teammates and make a lot of money."

Without denying it, Shota walked past her.

"Hey! What do you think would happen if I told the people in the kendo club about this? I don't want to kill you. ”

Hearing this, he glanced at Asuka who was covering her mouth and snickering, and Shota had already walked out with her head held high.

"Even without them, I'll win."

After speaking, ignoring her stunned expression, Shota left directly.

"Hee-hee! This guy ......."

She didn't feel any discomfort with Shota's words, and even the smile on her face became stronger.

"It's really like this guy's style!"

……

"Tomorrow's game, our opponent is ......"

When Isayama Huangquan began to make tactical arrangements, Shota came back from outside.

"President! You ......"

Glancing at them, Shota nodded and walked straight to the side. Not long after returning to his room, Isayama Huangquan pushed the door and entered.

"Chairman, about tomorrow's game ......"

"I just want to talk to you, sit!"

There is no serious environment in the hotel. Since Shota was sitting on the chair, she could only sit on the bed, but fortunately she didn't care about that.

"Tell me about tomorrow's game."

"We'll ...... tomorrow"

……

Isayama Huangquan's investigation is very detailed, and even the opponent has a few substitutes, and what genre they come from are listed in detail. While Shota was flipping through this information in his hand, Isayama Huangquan was also looking at Shota with a serious face.

"President, about tomorrow's game?"

"You go first, and I'll finish last. I want to get as much information as I can about the other opponents, so I'm leaving it to you. ”

He said something to ask someone else, but in fact, Shota didn't even raise his head.

Although Isayama Huangquan felt quite good in his heart, he couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw his duplicitous appearance.

"Nothing, I'll make it clear to them. Then the trouble will grow for you. ”

"It's nothing, I'll do my best."

After saying that, he focused all his attention on the pile of materials in front of him.

The first opponent to face tomorrow is this Standing Bird High School, Standing Bird? It sounds a little familiar, and I feel like I've heard it somewhere.

Ebony plume? What's that, has there ever been such a genre?

Although the curiosity about this opponent comes more from the name of the genre, but seeing that they have twelve members, Shota still feels that he should pay attention to it.

You have to know that your side has finally put together a five-person team on the playing field, and there are more reserve players than yourself on the other side, and it is estimated that there is no cheerleading team here, and I originally wanted to see the so-called support culture, which is really a headache.

Closing the information, Shota suddenly found that Isayama Huangquan hadn't left yet, standing aside like a silent telephone pole.

"Anything else?"

"It's gone."

"Well, I want to rest early tonight, and there will be a game tomorrow."

"Okay good night."

Saying that, Shota directly began to prepare to take off his clothes, but Isayama Huangquan didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

Glancing at her, Shota took off his coat first as if he didn't care about anything. Still not leaving? Feeling that there was no movement behind him, Shota simply took off his pants as well.

"Alright! You win. Say, what's more. ”

"Remember what I said earlier. As long as you can win this game, I'll be your girlfriend......"