For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

The Fourth Ninja World War was a large-scale war launched to crusade Uchiha Madara. At that time, the five major ninja villages joined hands to fight the enemy, and there was no grass wherever they went.

Although the Dragon Head War is not global, several gangs slashed and slashed with axes and it was bloody. The moment I hung up Dazai's phone, I even had the idea of ​​going back to help China.

However, the idea was fleeting.

It always feels like... and the enemy that Dazai also encountered head-on seems to be even more pitiful.

A human BUG counter-strike Osamu Dazai coupled with an invincible human-shaped cannon Nakahara Chuya, if the port Mafia can't come out on top in this war, I will write Mr. Mori's name upside down!

So the next day, I went back to campus life with peace of mind.

Today is the first day to participate in the ministry, and I feel a little uneasy, but fortunately, the affinity of the friends is full, and it is very easy to chat with them.

Chiharu Kitahara, the head of the tea ceremony department, also serves as the executive chairman of the Ice Emperor Student Union. Her prestige and popularity are only lower than those of the Akibu Department, not to say that she is almost anything, mainly because she does not compete or grab it. This can be seen from the establishment of the tea ceremony group, a Buddhist organization. Out.

In the huge tea room, Qianchun sat alone on the high hall, ignoring the outside of the window, drinking only the tea of ​​the sages, and looking at the members of the family who loved each other in harmony, showing a kind smile like an old mother.

In contrast, the presence of Deputy Minister Itakura Ou is much lower. When everyone gathered to eat melon seeds and talk about the mountains, she just shrugged her shoulders and curled up in the corner. I don't know who she thought was auspicious in the ministry. thing.

As a newcomer, no matter what, you should take the initiative to lead some work, so as to prove to the leaders that you are not wasting your time.

So when the ministry was coming to an end, I found O Itakura, the mascot of the ministry.

"Deputy Minister."

The other party was startled, and the terrifying gaze seemed to penetrate the glasses and go straight to my heart: "Yes, what's the matter, Hyuga!"

"It's not a big deal, I just want to help you," I found her holding a bag of tea in her arms, "Is it going to be sent somewhere?"

"That, that..." This face turned red with mature shrimp.

"Axu," Minister Beiyuan's voice came in time, saving her from fire and water, "It's rare for a newcomer to be so diligent, so let her run errands for you."

After being instructed, Itakura shivered and took out the tea: "I'm sorry, I have to trouble you to send it to the infirmary..."

I took the tea and patted my chest: "Leave it to me, I promise to complete the task."

There is a tennis club between the tea ceremony club and the health room. When I passed there, it was surrounded by countless girls, cheering enthusiastically and loudly.

In the center of the cheers, on the tennis court paved with cement and asphalt, a practice match belonging to the men's tennis team is being staged.

The first half of the game had just ended, and it was time to switch venues. Jiro yawned as he passed the preliminaries and looked up to find me.

Then he recovered in an instant, raised his racket and waved his arms.

"Ahhh Jiro is greeting me ahhh I'm dead!!"

"Who said hello to me, you see he's smiling at me."

"Camera camera camera, take a picture and take a picture, I want to hang it on the wall to review it every day!"

I stood outside the auditorium, pointed to the tea bag in my hand, and signaled that I had something to do and couldn't stay to watch the game.

After saying goodbye to the tennis club, I went straight to the health room. Unexpectedly, the teacher in the health room was not there, but Xiang Riyue caught one.

"Huh?" When he noticed someone came in, he raised his head and said in surprise, "Why are you here, Bolt?"

"...It's Hyuga Ichito!"

"It's almost there."

Yueren was lying on the hospital bed, with several bandages wrapped around his ankles, and pads under his feet.

I asked, "Twisted your foot?"

Hearing this, Yueren pursed his lips, obviously unwilling to admit this bad fact.

The teacher in the infirmary went out for business and couldn't come back in a short time. I was going to leave a note to write down the purpose of my visit, and then put down the tea bag and leave.

Seeing that I was leaving, Yueren stopped in time: "Wait!"

I looked at him suspiciously, he also looked straight at me, and after a while he continued, "Bolt..."

"It's Hyuga Ito!"

"Okay, Yiteng Yiteng," he said perfunctorily, "Can you do me a favor?"

"?"

Half an hour later, I came to the tennis club with wounded soldiers.

It was probably rectified by members of the tennis club. When Yueren and I came, there was no one in the audience.

Practice matches that don’t focus on fighting each other are all hooligans. For example, now, Jiro has won a total of Pat shivering.

"Don't be nervous," Feng comforted. "It's just ordinary intensive training."

The boy who was caught as a strong man wanted to cry even more.

The classmate who was temporarily serving as the referee shouted, "Feng Changtaro VS Hirano Yuta, Hung Changtaro serves the game, the game begins!"

As soon as the voice fell, the green ball was thrown into the air, swiped, hit the ball, a sharp arc slammed through the net, and hit the opponent's right field with great precision.

"15-0!"

The compatriots in the men's tennis department looked calm, as if they had expected this kind of start, but I was not calm. I wiped my eyes and looked at Yueren, who was also calm next to me: "This is tennis?"

Yueren looked at me with the eyes of a fool: "Yes."

"How fast was the serve just now?"

"You said Feng's heavy artillery serve?" Yue Ren fell into memory, "Well... the speed is about 200 kilometers per hour, so far no one has successfully counterattacked."

Come on, let's solve a problem. It is known that the speed of the car running at high speed is 100 kilometers per hour, and the speed of the heavy artillery service of Feng Changtaro is 200 kilometers per hour. Then I ask, if the ball hits the forehead, the opponent will survive. What are the odds?

Seeing that I couldn't close my mouth for a long time, Yueren whistled and said, "Why are you scared like this, every election of the Ice Emperor has its own unique trick."

"Then what's your trick?"

"Spoilers aren't fun. I'll surprise you next time when I play," Yue Ren smiled confidently. "But I can tell you one thing, I jumped very high."

I couldn't help but ask, "How tall?"

"One hundred and twenty centimeters."

I didn't hold back my curiosity: "High jump?"

"No, normal vertical bounce."

...

It is known that the jump height of a normal person is 30 to 60 cm, so may I ask...

Nima, you are so fine!

"There are even more powerful ones," Yue Ren said nonchalantly, "For example, Ajibu's insight, he can see through the opponent's weaknesses and see everything. I heard that Li Haida's minister also has a trick called eliminating the five senses, um, I really want to challenge it."

...was left alone.

Dazai, you don't have to worry about me anymore. Bringing this group back to Yokohama will definitely help you reach the top of Japan's hegemony in Hong Kong. I have the beat in the world.

The situation that followed could be described as one-sided. The little newcomer held the racket and shook it into a sieve. He didn't move the whole time, for fear of being hit by the heavy artillery ball into the gate of reincarnation.

Even if it was his turn to serve, he would be overwhelmed by Feng's efficient volleying skills.

"Feng Changtaro VS Hirano Yuta, Feng Changtaro wins, the score is 6-0!"

The referee raised his right hand and announced the result of the game. Upon seeing this, the newcomer finally unloaded his psychological burden and knelt down with a plop, sweating profusely and looking disheveled.

At the end of the practice game, Akibu called the main election to talk, and when he was about to speak, he found me in the audience.

His eyes suddenly became displeased.

His voice was not too loud, not too small, just enough to cover the entire tennis court: "Okajima, didn't you say that the irrelevant people have been sent away, eh?"

The boy named Okajima apologized again and again. At this time, Ninzu said something to Adobu in a low voice, and the latter's expression changed slightly.

"Ah, I asked her to take me to the game!"

Yue Ren hurriedly got up to explain, but his foot hurt and he almost fell. Fortunately, I moved quickly and supported him immediately.

"Thank you," Yueren said thanks, and then looked at Ajibe, "and she is a friend of Shirou, I don't think it has much to do with it, so..."

Ajibu is not an unreasonable master. He folded his arms, and his long and narrow eyes were full of sternness: "I won't be an example, this uncle will not pursue it this time."

After he finished speaking, he said to the tall boy next to him, "Huadi, take Yueren back to the infirmary."

"Yes."

In the end, Yue Ren was carried back on his shoulders. From the moment he put on his shoulders, his "Aah, ah, ah, let me down, I'm not crippled, I can do it, I can do it" has not stopped.

The tea has been delivered, the wounded soldiers have been returned, and Chiro is still in a sleepy state, and there is no point in staying any longer, so I waved to Shinobu and the others, ready to leave.

When I turned around, the eyes of Ajibe and I were staggered for half a second. Although it was short, it was that half second that allowed me to capture the indescribable emotions in the eyes of the other party. Also difficult.

...Could it be the Menghui Sports Festival, the only sympathy between the two victims?

Thinking of that still-hot emoji, I think it's very possible.

After that is the mid-term exam. I have prepared well for other subjects, but the hero is struggling with English, so I can only rely on Dazai's questions to save my life.

With the mentality of breaking the jar, I went to the examination room. The second I got the test paper, I didn't dare to open my eyes for a long time. I finally got the courage to open one, and what I saw was—

Too, Dazai's question!

Eighty percent are right!

At this moment, Dazai's image in my heart suddenly grew taller, big wings grew behind him, holy light descended from the sky, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and his gentle smiling face showed my Buddha's compassion.

So after rushing home, the first thing I did was text Buddha.

【From today, Mr. Dazai, you are my half-brother Fujihide Toshi! 】

After a minute, the other party replied.

【Osamu Dazai: The exam went well? 】

[It's so smooth that people can't believe it, Mr. Dazai, if anyone dares to bully you in the future, he must first let him step over my body]

[Osamu Dazai: Someone is bullying me now]

[Which one is worthless, turn against him, tell me, I will smash him by the door of the house! 】

【Osamu Dazai: Zhongya】

[I have something to do, I'll go first]

The time passed by chat always passed very fast, and the results came out soon after, a few happy and some sad, I rarely belong to the former.

With Dazai's plug-in blessing, my English grades flew above the pass line. According to gossip, Ms. Kihara immediately blushed when she got my report card, covered her mouth and burst into tears, even saying that this idiot was finally saved.

After the calamity of the midterm exam, what awaits everyone is a hard-won vacation, but it is called a vacation, but it is actually very short. In the words of the class guide, it is a sample, get back to me when you are crazy, the door of the final exam is always available. open for you.

The tea ceremony department has always focused on self-cultivation, and there are no large-scale activities, but there is one project that is unstoppable, that is, a trip to the deep mountains after the mid-term exam.

I have never traveled with girls of the same age, and in order to commemorate this wonderful first time, I also checked a lot of information about travel places.

Before departure, the sky was blue, and the birds parked on the telephone poles were chirping, lively and peaceful.

I believe that this mountain trip will be as beautiful as imagined.