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Iruma cooperates with Isshiki at the end to score a world wave to make the score less ugly.

But it was still the worst loss he had lost among his peers in his life.

It's funny to think that he just lost to Tezuka Kunimitsu last Friday, but he blamed the so-called original characters for the reason at that time, and he accepted it with peace of mind.

I am just stained with the light of the crosser, what is there to be complacent?

Sitting dejectedly on the grass, he watched the two wingers of Class A walk towards him.

"My name is Sakura Kirishima, Iruma-san. Thinking about joining the football department? "

The name is a little feminine, but Kirishima is a good-eyed boy with a friendly smile.

Iruma did not refuse, nor did he immediately agree.

"When the tournament is over, I will give an answer."

Iruma took Kirishima's hand and stood up, returning to the class with Isshiki.

"Hui, then I'll go first."

After school time, Iruma and Hui said goodbye, and Xie Wennan had arrived not far from the school gate.

"Can I go with Ming to see it?"

Megumi moved a little closer and looked up at Iruma.

The words that wanted to refuse choked in his throat, and Iruma nodded.

"Good."

The car stopped a little farther away, and Iruma opened the rear door for Megumi, and he followed and sat in the back.

"Hello Miss Kato." Xie Wennan greeted respectfully.

"Hello Uncle Xie, today is the first time to meet, Ming he mentioned you to me." Megumi politely reciprocated.

"Thanks to the young master." Xie Wennan smiled and turned his head to look at Iruma.

"Let's go, Uncle Xie."

"Yes, young master."

There are no outsiders in the car, and there is no need to maintain a strong smile when entering the room.

Leaning on Megumi's shoulder, Iruma was still troubled by the confusion in his heart.

Megumi put her arm around Iruma's shoulders, like comforting a child.

"Does Ming care so much about the failure of this football?"

"No, losing is losing, I'm just frustrated and won't cling to it."

Iruma is not a person who cannot afford to lose, he himself lost the game because of arrogance and contempt, and he figured out two sentences to belittle himself.

The next time you train hard, win it back on the football field.

His physical talent never hindered his own day-to-day efforts, such as ten-year-long martial arts.

It was his distraction, his doubts about feelings.

A butterfly effect triggered by a game, he suspects that his feelings for his girlfriend are just the arrangement of the will of the world. This mood of being manipulated like a clockwork puppet is disgusting.

Megumi quietly accompanied Iruma, she was waiting for the confession of Iruma's heart.

"Megumi... I would like to ask a question... This question should be a bit excessive..."

Iruma left Meguma's shoulders and turned sideways to face him.

"Just ask, Ming." Hui Anran's smile.

The angelic smile made Iruma extremely painful, but he still made a lot of heart.

"Megumi, I want to say that if I would subconsciously ignore you like everyone else... Would you still like me so much?

"Sorry, I didn't understand, what does Ming mean?"

Megumi's smile stiffened a little.

"It's just, I was thinking, if I hadn't said hello to you that day, would we still have come together?"

The angel fell in front of him, and Iruma saw with his own eyes how a light was dark.

"Why would Ming ask that? Could it be that I don't have a good place to make Ming doubt my feelings for you? Every

word seemed to be pierced in the heart of the room, but as everyone knows, his words just now made the heart of the girl on the other side cut like a knife.

"Megumi, I didn't mean that, I just..." Iruma

didn't know how to explain, he didn't dare to admit that he did have a moment today to attribute Megumi's liking for himself to the guidance of the world's will, including everyone else.

The swallowing in the room made Megumi's eyes lose their luster.

"Ming, I'm sorry, I don't know how I should talk, can you send me home first?"

He still called his name, but his tone was like a stranger at first encounter.

Iruma smiled miserably, he is not qualified to keep it now.

"Uncle Xie, let's send Hui home first."

"Yes." Xie Wennan, who was silent the whole time, spoke.

The road was extremely quiet, and neither of the two people with their own thoughts made any extra moves.

Hui opened the door and got out of the car, leaving a slightly trembling back for the interior when she parted.

"Go to the company... Forget it, Uncle Xie, just take a stroll and take a look around. "

Irritability, distress and depression, I don't have the mood to go to the company.

"Yes, young master." Xie Wennan started the vehicle.

Vehicles drive randomly in the urban area, as if entangled and confused.

Hurt by the person who values the most, Megumi must hate herself at this time, right?

A ringing bell broke the silence, and Xie Wennan answered the phone and promised a few words.

"Young Master, there are five people who want to attack Miss Kasumigaokaoka and were caught by the people of the Sakura group."

"Find a spot." The coldness in the words made Xie Wennan feel and perceive.

"Yes." Xie Wennan ordered a few words and drove to the room.

Someone hit the muzzle, and Xie Wennan prepared all the countermeasures in his heart.

The car drove to a factory building on the outskirts. It seems that whether it is film and television or reality, this remote and closed place has always been a good choice for dealing with shady things.

The heavy sliding door was opened, and under the searchlight, many extreme members in suits and leather shoes surrounded a few people tied to the ground.

After entering the room, an orange-haired man walked over.

"Hello Young Master Iruma, when we first met, I am Ichiro Aoita, the young owner of the Sakura Group."

"Hello." Iruma was not in the mood to greet now, "Can you tell me what happened?" "

Yes!"

This is not the first time Iruma has appeared in front of the Sakura group, and the matter of the last nightclub was reported to the Sakura group executive.

"Yesterday, Mr. Xie told us to protect Miss Kasumigaoka after school in Toyonozaki. Today, on Miss Kasumigaokaoka's way home, there were five people crouching in the alley, and we went ahead in advance to subdue them. Aoi

Ta reported truthfully, Iruma's identity is still a mystery, but he only needs to know that Mr. Xie, who makes Tokyo Jido tremble, also needs to listen to the handsome boy with cold eyes in front of him.

"Got it." Iruma looked down at the man lying on the ground, "Asai Yasuta sent you?" Several

people did not dare to speak, and kicked one of them in the chest.

With a "bang", the man screamed and hit the wall, his hands tied and he could not cover his chest, he could only struggle on the ground like a dehydrated fish.

"Yasuta Asai sent you?" Iruma asked again.

"We..." The other man hesitated for only a few seconds before he was kicked against the wall again.

The remaining three just wanted to entertain, but Iruma didn't give them this opportunity.

After three muffled sounds, Iruma took Xie Wennan out of the warehouse.

"Mr. Aoetta, help me take them to the hospital."

Izuma didn't collect much force, and only two of the five people fainted.

"Yes, Young Master Iruma!"

Aoeta did not dare to ask anything more, beckoning his subordinates to carry those people.

The imbalance of today's mentality has exposed the fierce side of Iruma who was smoothed by Meguma again.

"Uncle Xie, go to the shallow well."

Iruma already had the answer in his heart, and the warehouse was just for venting.

Stop in front of a karaoke restaurant, get off the train and walk directly to a private room.

"Bang!" , Seven or eight boys looked at the entrance room who kicked in the door with a shocked face.

Asai Yauta sat in the center, and after seeing that the visitor was entering the room, he was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to hide behind others.

"Counting the tennis court, this is the third time." Iruma narrowed his eyes and walked towards the shallow well, "Ming Guo has a saying that things are not more than three, I had a hand before, today I see that you will not be honest if you don't leave a lesson today."

Asai's companion had just stood up to speak, when in anger Iruma punched the couch.

Anyone who has experienced extreme roads knows that among the people who come out to mix, the most difficult to mess with is not the giants, but those who are about 20 years old.

The more people at the top are afraid of death, and only young people who are overflowing with hormones will be unscrupulous.

The defiant behavior of the intrigue caused the group to join forces to resist, and the door of the box was closed during the chaotic battle, and Xie Wennan guarded outside.

When the last person was hammered on the ground and only groaned, Iruma looked at the toilet with a bloody face.

Asai, who could not open the door of the box, hid there.

Iruma was just venting in a disorderly manner, ignoring all defense and skill, and he had at least four wine bottles smashed on his head.

Wiping a handful of blood that had reached his eyes, he walked slowly to the toilet.

The door was locked and not pulled open, and the entrance room took a step back to make room.

The door lock could not withstand the continuous blow damage, and Iruma went in and lifted the shallow well shrunk in the corner to leave the toilet and threw him against the wall.

The voice begging for mercy didn't have time to come out, and Iruma punched Asai in the abdomen, as if to nail him to it.

"Rich and powerful, so it inflated you, didn't you?"

Iruma punched out again.

"If you think other girls like you, you should bear it with peace of mind, right?"

Another punch, stomach acid mixed with blood saliva sprayed on Iruma's body.

"Is it your right thing to recklessly fail their feelings?"

"Without external forces, you are nothing, am I wrong?"

"Enjoy everything with nothing to do, really think of yourself high?"

"Are you really worthy of their sincere affection for you? Are you sure you like it from the bottom of your heart? "

......

Asai could no longer hear the following words, and he fell into a coma long after vomiting blood.

The angry scolding in Iruma's mouth never stopped, not so much aimed at Asai, but at the confused self.

The words were heartfelt, and he threw his last punch in the room.

Finally stopping just an inch from Asai's temple, Iruma had the last shred of sanity.

The blood on the head has not completely stopped, and the wipe between the rooms is fruitless, and it is simply allowed to flow.

Picked up the school system jacket on the ground, entered the room and walked out of the box.

Xie Wennan was still guarding the door in good manners, and the rest of the karaoke people had long been invited out of here.

After entering the room, several groups of personnel carrying stretchers entered the box.

"Uncle Xie, trouble you to arrange to get off the plane, I want to go back to Mingguo." Iruma let out a sigh.

He missed his mother.