Rebirth: Start By Hiding In Evil

This is Gojo Satoru's first time watching Mayumi's game up close.

Although he should have been at this distance, he had watched the practice matches of the first-year players he was in charge of several times.

But the first-year players he observed did not complain of the unease.

Because it is not necessary.

Their magic does not need to be analyzed by themselves.

Or you already have magic with repeated effects and superiority, or you simply don't like it...

Wutiaowu admits that he is not a piece of junk.

There is no need to see a new magic, just use [Blessing] to save it.

But Mayumi doesn't know the secret.

Even if it was a pillow, Gojo Satoru didn't plan to reveal this secret.

She simply thought that girls younger than her could not bear this feeling.

In this way, this feeling may really be his own illusion.

Or - something she just felt.

Now is the three-minute rest period, which is usually the time to wipe sweat or replenish moisture.

However, the bag with the towels and drinks was in Gojo Satoru.

Walking out of the stadium is equivalent to taking the initiative to go to Wujo Satoru and wait.

Or rather -- a place to be deployed.

Mayumi was a little afraid to step out of the field.

Having said that, it's not natural to stay on the pitch all the time.

Even if you didn't move at all just now, it's definitely better to sit and rest now.

And it should also be replenished with water, in addition to changing the field.

It's just a matter of incurring disagreements with the management committee. From her standpoint, the students who came to cheer should not be worried.

Mayumi took a deep breath and exhaled the uneasy feeling out of her body.

(Never mind, women have to be brave!)

Mayumi ordered her feet to move forward.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Facing the boy who chose the towel, Mayumi tasted the disappointment.

That inexplicable sense of breath disappeared like a dream.

As always, there must be something hidden beneath the smiling expression, but she doesn't see it.

This young boy will give her a sense of unease that she can't figure out, and a wonderful sense of peace of mind that she will never betray.

The phrase "like a younger brother" just now was not thought of on the spot, nor was it deliberately said to make fun of Gojo Satoru.

Although it is indeed a joke, some aspects are also true words of Mayumi.

Mayumi always felt that fear of him was a foolish act, so she took on an unnecessarily stubborn attitude.

I actually said "It's hard work", the game is not over yet~

Can't relax.

Mayumi puffed up her face for the first time, and pointed at Wujo Satoru who was wiping her sweat.

The inexplicable reprimand made the young man stunned for a while, but he was relieved when he thought that she was Mayumi.

He never gets angry with fools~

"No, it's over."

The handkerchief wiped Mayumi's delicate collarbone, Gojo Satoru said slowly.

Maybe the girl misunderstood...

He was accusing another, more practical matter.

"what?"

"The opposing player has no spare energy to continue playing.

Even going into the second round like this, it was obvious that he would be exhausted midway through.

The opponent's logistics staff also understand this, so the game will end with the opponent's abstention. "

Mayumi turned to look at the stadium, and the opposing team was indeed discussing something with the jury.

The contestants sat slumped on the benches with medical detectors installed all over their bodies.

"Due to the continuous activation of magic, the phantoms are exhausted.

Maybe an allocation error?

Her strength is slightly insufficient to be your opponent. "

Slightly brushing up Mayumi's skirt, the boy's voice was filled with regret.

"Just by looking at it, can you see this level?"

"Just look at it clearly" and you'll know."

The voice is a little rushed..

Mayumi asked in disbelief, but got an affirmative answer.

It was impossible for the jury to hear Gojo Satoru's words, but after he said this, the jury announced the opponent's abstention.

Mayumi stood there in a trance.

She is rare to see like this, and it makes people smile.

But the boy kneeling on one knee did not smile, but urged Mayumi to move.

"Go back to the tent~

Better to check the CAD and prepare for the next game. "

"Well, yes, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The current situation is completely dominated by Gojo Satoru, Mayumi didn't make a meaningless resistance, followed behind the boy who picked up her bag and left, and disappeared into the player's passage.

…for flowers…

.....

At the last moment when the shadow engulfed her figure, Mayumi looked back at her opponent's stand.

The slender shadow hangs low, lonely as a child..

Inside a tall tent.

After Gojo Satoru turned on the tuning machine, Mayumi handed him the CAD and sat beside him.

Because of his thin face, the girl did not choose to sit on top of him.

But they didn't sit across from each other, they simply leaned against each other.

Mayumi was not wearing a cool jacket that would wrap her knees.

She was still wearing a "tennis outfit" during the game, but this was not from her mischievous mentality, but the air conditioner was on in the tent.

The originally wet body had been wiped dry by Gojo Satoru.

Dresses with a little sweat smell mixed with body fragrance, and it's not unpleasant.

At least, it no longer makes her body unnaturally cold.

The two sat on the chair so close that their shoulders were touching, but Gojo Satoru, as usual, didn't even look at her bare thighs.

Mayumi was not dissatisfied with this either.

In public, their relationship is kept secret.

Her focus is on the tuning machine, and the CAD on the machine for her own use.

"Without measuring my condition?"

Facing the question, Gojo Satoru held the teacup and took a sip.

While moistening his throat, he blinked slightly and thought for a while.

"The time is only ten to fifteen minutes, and even if the program can be rewritten, there is no time to test it.

Deliberately measuring it mechanically doesn't make much sense. "

Moreover, this amount of calculation does not require computer assistance, and can be corrected directly by adding a guard door.

Talking to him often happens.

But Mayumi tilted her head subconsciously.

What I said just now sounds like he can measure a approximation without using a machine at all...

is it possible?

She thought it unlikely.

Author: I had a good night's sleep, and it was very comfortable.

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