After becoming the student council president, Shota has a lot of time and place to do what he wants, such as being in a daze and sleeping.

"President, there is a ...... between you and Miyazono-san"

Sometimes Shota really thinks that Ojiri has some connection with himself in the bloodline, otherwise why he can find himself in a timely and accurate manner every time, which is really not so easy to say in RB.

"Who told you to ask?"

Lying on the rooftop, Shota didn't even have the idea of moving his body, because compared to the bright and warm sun, Ojiri's gloom didn't affect Shota at all.

"Nobody, it's just me...... Well, they asked me to ask. ”

"Nakajo? Just go back and tell him to do his own thing, and you don't need to worry about my affairs. ”

"Then President, I'll go back and tell them first."

Seeing that he didn't even think about himself, Ojiri turned around and prepared to leave with great interest.

"That's right, Ojiri!"

Shota, who had just sent him away, suddenly thought of something, and sat up and turned his head to look at him.

"Is there anything else, President?"

"If I remember correctly, your brother seems to be one of the apex of Nagoya City's high schools, and since Nakajo said last time that all the colleges and universities in Nagoya City have issued war letters to me, then your brother is also among them."

This matter was thought of by Shota just now, and it was precisely because Ojiri's identity here has always been special that Shota finally remembered one of his few roles.

"Should...... There must be such a thing. ”

There was a bit of a fear in Ojiri's words, but fortunately, Shota didn't care about that.

"Then please go back and talk to your brother if you have time, in fact, if possible, I think it is entirely possible for me to reach an alliance with him with you in the middle, after all, I will never lack enemies in my life, but if a friend suddenly appears, I think I will gladly accept it."

"I'll pass this on to him, is there anything else I will do, President?"

"No, you can be your microphone with peace of mind."

After explaining this, Shota lay on the rooftop swaggeringly, without the disturbance of those people and the appearance of the familiar pineapple bun, now Shota has begun to slowly adapt to a person's life.

"Sure enough, there's nothing wrong with living alone, it's just that there's just a lack of someone to deliver food, and it seems that I'm going to try to develop such bad habits as little as possible in the future."

……

The school has steadily promoted the progress of various activities with the efforts of all parties, and Shota still went out directly with his bag after school in the afternoon, but this time the atmosphere in the venue has become a little wrong.

"Since this is your own choice, then I respect your opinion, and don't forget to call me when you get there."

"Curator !!"

Obviously, his side just won the game, but when he entered the house, he saw this scene of tears, which really made Shota stunned.

It wasn't until they all left that Shota slowly walked in through the door.

"What was the situation?"

At this time, Yamazaki didn't know where to run, and there was no way for him to find an unreliable duo.

"What else, go back to the countryside and farm, if the fighter can't win the fight, then all the efforts will be meaningless."

Kimura sat a little depressed and looked at the position at the door, while Aoyama pounded the sandbag with a blue face, and the ruthlessness of the sandbag made Shota can't help but have a toothache when he saw it.

Come on! This thing is deliberately broken to lose money, right, you guys......

Bang Bang Bang!

"Alright, you all come over here."

Just when Shota was thinking about how to entertain them, Yamazaki, who had been in a state of stealth just now, finally went online, but it seemed that his state had not recovered from his previous low mood.

"Listen, competition is the life of a player, and victory is the life of a player. I can only provide you with a training venue and a chance to compete, if you yourself feel that this road is not going to work, you can change in time, I will not stop you, after all, everyone has to live. ”

That's true, everyone wants to have a good meal!

If Shota hadn't won the first match, he would have considered whether he wanted to continue on this path. He hadn't been exposed to it before, so he was a little curious about the lights in the ring and the cheers of the audience, but after actually contacting it, he realized that this was actually a very unstable profession.

The first career is short, that is, the days when you can really rely on the results of your hard training are only those few years, once the peak of your physical fitness has passed, you have to face the problem of changing careers.

There are too many injuries in the second place, and after only a few days of training, Shota took out all his savings for physical treatment, if it weren't for the system, he probably wouldn't have been in the ring, and now he has to lie in that familiar hospital again.

Let's not talk about whether you make money or not, it's just that you have spent a lot, and your investment is too high. So when he looked at the other people in the arena, he saw exactly the same scene as he imagined.

"Now that this venue has limited energy, I can only focus all my attention on the players who make it to the next round, and as for the others, I will offer a certain price to recruit some training coaches, and if you have other ideas, I will not stop you."

No one knew what he was thinking when Yamazaki, who was wearing sunglasses, said this, and perhaps except for the heartless Shota who looked around with an indifferent expression, everyone else bowed their heads in a somewhat low voice.

Even Miyazaki, who had just won the same victory as Shota, stood by with a gloomy expression, and this atmosphere lasted for a while, until gradually some people left with their sports bags.

"Aren't you leaving?"

Nearly half of the personnel were reduced, and when the rest of the people continued to devote themselves to training, Shota leaned on the barbell and looked at Kimura and Aoyama, who had solemn faces on the side.

"Leave? Where to. We are not the same as them, we are still young, I made an agreement with Aoyama, if I am twenty-seven years old and still can't make a name for myself in the ring, I will go home and take over the family's buckwheat noodle shop, as for Aoyama, I should also follow his father out to sea to fish. ”

"Yo! I can't tell you've all planned for the future. ”

Shota really didn't expect that the two of them who were giggling on weekdays would see things so clearly, and even thought about the way out in the future.

"What about you? I can see that the curator values you very much, and you have a strong talent yourself, if you persist, you will definitely go a long way on this road in the future, and you may become a famous figure in the ring. ”

"Me?"

Shota really hasn't thought about the future.

It seems that he is naturally interested in everything, but he is not interested in everything, so this also leads him to try new environments and then be abandoned in disgust after getting acquainted, which makes him experience loneliness in wandering all the time.

"I guess I'm going to die."

"Ahh What did you say? ”

Kimura looked at him in amazement.

"I don't know what my future holds, I never thought about it or speculated, the only thing I know for sure is that I'm going to die.

It doesn't matter where or how you die, I think that's the only thing I know for sure. ”