Chapter 101: The Last Day of the Ball Tournament
"Sage...... Manpower is ready. β
"Then go ahead with the plan."
"Yes!"
In the dimly lit room, only a candle flickered and shimmered, flickering more and more visibly as the spirits of the participants fled.
The Sage who sat on the throne of the Lord was dressed in a pitch-black robe, and his face was covered with a gilded sacred mask, which was lit by candles.
Every layer of shadow, as if a demon is roaring.
He tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, pensive.
In front of him was a bird's-eye map of Kukai's private heights.
"Where is that sword of yours hidden, Keisuke Ao......" he muttered to himself.
Outside the dark room, the sun is slowly rising on Friday.
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Aokeisuke's morning exercise is over, and the spiritual index has come to the level of 199, which is the reason for insisting on exercising every day, and the reason for the fight with Hanako No. 1 yesterday.
After the spiritual overflow reached this bottleneck, he also had a premonition -
That is 200 spirituality in this world means another level of metamorphosis.
Therefore, a larger accumulation is required.
Similar to reaching a value of "100" to be able to be enlightened, this is also a hurdle.
For him, of course, it was never a problem.
Last night, Lord Demon stayed awake all night, recuperating his body and perfecting his technique, during which he specially summoned Hanako No. 7274 over for further testing, which can be regarded as a small gain.
When I was about to go to school, I met Mrs. Arisugawa in the elevator.
"Qing Gyu-kun, do you know what happened at school? Asuka has been hiding in the room since yesterday and not coming out. β
"Maybe it's because I didn't get a good place in the race." Keisuke Aoi said.
"Is that so?"
Mrs. Arisugawa looked incredulous: "Asuka is not a person who will be sad because of this kind of thing, I really don't know what happened to her!" Qing Guijun, if you have time after the ball game in the afternoon, I hope you can come to our house to help solve the birds. β
"Me?"
Qing Keisuke paused for a moment, then nodded slightly: "If I have time, I will come to visit." β
"That's great! I heard you had a final today, right? Auntie wishes you a good result. β
"Thank you."
It seems that the study committee is not going to go to school today.
When I came to school, because it was the last day of the tournament and there were basically only major competitions left, the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic - the topic could quickly become unanimous.
Class 5's opponent today is quite powerful, and there are three main players of the basketball club in one class.
On the one hand, because the sophomore year of high school was originally the backbone of the club, on the other hand, it was also the luck of the class, so that they could directly get together to play brother basketball.
Now about the basketball game of the two classes, it is the content of the slaughter version of the post.
Everyone is looking forward to whether the basketball prince of class 5 is great, or the three mountains of class 2 are better.
Even the group of younger brothers accepted by Keisuke Aoi were very bottomless, worried that they would drag Keisuke Ao's hind legs.
Compared with the discussion of the whole class, it was very cold for Yuto Nakagawa to lead the team to the finals, and the football team didn't even get together a few cheerleaders, which really made people cry.
This made the sports committee let out an unwilling roar: "Neon football has fallen to the edge of a dangerous cliff!" β
It's a pity that his usual good brother is now in full swing to study and perfect his father's tactics, and he has no time to deal with him.
Qing Keisuke didn't have any pressure, he didn't even watch the video of the Class 2 game passed to him by his teammates, and when they asked, they perfunctorily said that they had seen it.
As he sat in the classroom to rest, he suddenly noticed a vague sense of prying eyes.
That gaze did not fall on him nakedly, but included the entire school in the scope of observation, but the ability to hide spirituality and emotions was too rough for Hanako One.
The malice, as if it was pretentiously hidden, accidentally exposed most of the ass.
Aoisuke laughed more and more happily, the prey took the bait, and the curtain was finally about to open, which was really exciting, looking forward to what it would become today.
Then, he quickly felt the breath of Hanako Oneβthis was the one who took the initiative to show his ass.
Hanako-sama, who has a rather hard temper, is reluctant to show her face, so she uses this way to show that she agrees to several conditions put forward by Keisuke Ao.
The invisible whirlpool stirred up the ownerless spirituality around Kukai Private High, weaving it into an invisible net, quietly waiting for the prey to break into it.
"Qing Guijun, the game is about to start~" A member of the cheerleading team came over to remind him: "Come on~!" β
"Thank you."
The cheers in the classroom immediately became one, and the rest of the team members and members of the football team were also very optimistic, and they all laughed at this encouragement that did not belong to them.
Okay, it's all good, the motivation is coming!
"Let's go."
Keisuke Ao's hand waved, although it was not a thing at all, but he was also on fire!
That's right...... It seems that it is also necessary to pay attention to the progress of Ai Komatsu's wish.
However, the progress of this matter is mainly in the hands of President Hoshino, and if it weren't for her lack of interest, there is a high probability that she would have used her money ability to solve the problem a long time ago.
The basketball team changed their clothes and set their eyes on Keisuke Ao.
"Big brother, can you say a few words?"
Keisuke Ao: "......"
"I see, big brother means, it's just a battle worth mentioning! The opponent is even more scum with no picture! We just need to do our own thing! β
"Hey, you!" Sei Keisuke glared at the door where he spoke: "Don't carry your own private goods!" β
But then, he couldn't help but laugh again: "But overall, it's not wrong. β
The team members immediately relaxed, and rushed over to rub the door with a smile, pinch his buttocks, and laugh at him for being such a "key gentleman".
"Dry smash the varsity!"
"Rush!"
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"Shiraishi, what are you doing? Do you want to go to the gym?! Tsukishima glared at her best friend, obviously she asked her to go to the game last night, but now she is sitting at the consultation table, holding a pen in her hand, writing something in the medical record book, and not answering the phone.
When Tsukishima took a closer look, he realized that Chizuru Shiraishi was just writing nonsense, and a few words were written in the corner, but they had been completely smeared so that he couldn't tell what the words were.
"Huh? Yes! β
Shiraishi Chizuru came back to her senses, a suspicious flush appearing on her face.
"What did you just say?"
Tsukishima glanced at his watch irritably, not knowing what his girlfriend was suffering from: "There are still ten minutes before the game starts!" β
"Competitions? β¦β¦ Well, I see. β
Chizuru Shiraishi got up, but when she caught a glimpse of the hospital bed where she and Keisuke Aoi were kissing, she suddenly covered her face shyly.
Tsukishima's forehead exploded, and without hesitation, he reached out and punched her head, smashing reason back into Shiraishi Chizuru's consciousness.
Shiraishi Chizuru immediately screamed, hugged his head and turned around several times, finding the right position before rolling onto the hospital bed.
"It hurts!"
Tsukishima sneered: "Help you heal your brain, pain is normal." β
"Tsukishima-sensei's first finger is a chisel, and the second finger is an electric ......drill," Chizuru Shiraishi muttered to himself, "It's a perverted teacher who is good at craniotomy." β
Tsukishima slapped her ass again, and said angrily, "What are you talking about?" You've been a little weird for the past two days, what's going on? β
"I, na~ Tsukishima Carbon, my first kiss didn't fall out yesterday."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Tsukishima silently remembered this sentence, but said on his lips: "Your first kiss was snatched away by me as early as when I was in high school." β
"Hey?!!"