I Am Reaching The Pinnacle Of My Life In The Magic Card World

When new students from Sakura Country enter the class, they should introduce themselves first, which is intended to be a friendly way of communication to quickly integrate into an unfamiliar environment.

On the blackboard, Japanese characters are mixed with Chinese characters on Yukinoshita Tsukasa. He is standing on the podium, and the teacher in class is on the right side under the podium.

The students were eagerly awaiting it. In their forty or fifty pairs of eyes, there was expectation, calmness, desire, and even a little bit of jealousy.

Regardless of the source of jealousy, Yukino has the calmest eyes, a boring and nonsensical opening statement.

She didn't expect a martial artist to be able to utter bold words that would shock the world, nor did she expect Yukinoshita Tsukagi to be so good at talking.

Even anticipating those few stereotyped words, where you live, your hobbies,,,

"I don't like bullshit. Please colleagues below, please speak quickly if you have anything to say, and let go of farts if you have anything to say." Tsukasa put his arms on the podium table, crossed his fingers, and held his chin, opening with a cold and playful tone.

He has a boyish face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a cynical tone. He is cold and a little domineering, not offensive.

No, some students actually think that the boy named Yukinoshita on the podium should be like this.

Yukino didn't expect him to do this. You are really overbearing, Tsukasa-kun. The girl smiled with relief, and there was some interest in her eyes as clear as autumn water.

"Wow, Yukinoshita is so cool and handsome, with the domineering look of a masculine ruffian with cold eyes," a man with a pockmarked face said like a nympho.

"Tch, if you're like you, why don't you find something ordinary in your life?" the competitor at the back table said.

"Haven't you read the story of the ugly duckling turning into a white swan, Yukinoshita-kun,,,"

"Well, there is also Yukinoshita. You like her, right?"

The target is Yukino, and the hypocritical friendship between classmates.

The blond girl was slightly less beautiful than Yukino. She shouted angrily with a cold eyebrow: "Quiet!"

Oh, the female classmate in charge of this girl is very capable. Tsukasa is paying attention to the reactions of her classmates. The blond girl along with Hayama Hayato should be the leader of the group of girls in the class.

A female classmate wearing reading glasses first asked: "Are Yukinoshita-kun and Yukinoshita brother and sister?"

Tsukasa smiled brightly at the girl with glasses, "This classmate asked a good question, but..."

"It's nothing," aroused the curiosity of all the classmates. It's obvious that they are siblings, with the same surname Yukinoshita.

He curled up his lips and said the four-character mantra: "No comment."

"Cut!!!" The sound of moral integrity was shattered on the ground, and the male and female students were in a terrible mood.

I admit that I made a mistake, Tsuka Kai-kun, Yukino's interest has increased a bit, Takeo's humor is more interesting than she thought.

They live under the same roof, but it's not interesting. It's very contradictory. Her self-denial idea is so childish.

"Please ask next."

This time the question was asked by a male classmate with a crew cut. His crew cut was ordinary, as ordinary as the crowd. Judging from the expression on his face, he looked like he was being forced to do something.

"Yukishita-kun, are you interested in baseball?"

"This classmate, I'm not interested in baseball." He shook his head. He had never seen him in the baseball club of Tomoeda Elementary School.

"Is there a girl Yukinoshita likes?" This question must be a girl, so impetuous and bold.

But what many girls want to know the most, and Hayama Hayato also wants to know, is the person Tsukasa likes popping out from the cracks in the rocks.

Yukino is calm and calm, with a calm and pretty face that is not indifferent on the surface.

Is there any?, he pondered deeply and exaggerated: "Yes, it's a small amount of money, a small amount of money."

This trick cleverly avoided Tomoeda's feelings. Neither he nor Tomoyo confessed to each other.

"Yukishita, do you like money very much?"

"Don't you like it?" Tsukasa asked, and he continued seductively: "If you have money, you don't have to go hungry. If you have money, you can buy the latest clothes, eat the most luxurious meals, and live in a big house."

He was talking about himself, Yukino still remembered the small rental house that was difficult to get out of.

"So, Yukinoshita's dream is to open a company!" Everyone in the international class is rich, so starting a company is easy.

On the podium, Tsukasa stood up straight, pointing one finger of his black uniform sleeve to the top of the classroom, squinting at the students in the seats who were full of love hormones: "You might as well be more bold, the richest man in Sakura Country."

The domineering declaration was silenced for a second.

Then there was violent applause, and classmate A asked classmate B: "Why are you applauding?"

"I don't know. I applauded because I thought it was awesome." Classmate B said.

The applause was loud, the teacher took charge of the overall situation of the recess with not much time left, Hayama Hayato's back seat, the new seat on the tombstone.

This seat is across a table from Yukino, on the same straight line.

Outside class, the self-introduction that shocked the world spread thousands of miles, becoming more and more outrageous. It spread even in the student union of the high school next door.

A thorny student came to the junior high school. As soon as he entered the class, he declared that he would be in the air for a second. He threatened to punch the richest man and kick the Prime Minister of Sakura Country. Last but not least, he said that he would single out the 18th-century bad guy in the junior high school.

"Xiao Jingjing, who do you think can be so bragging that they dare to kick the Prime Minister and talk nonsense." Yukinoshita Harano, the vice president of the student union, supervised the student union members with nothing.

Shizuka Hiratsuka stood next to her, flipping through the information of new members of the karate club, and said with eyes fixed: "There are thousands of new students in the first grade of junior high school, and there are a few thorns. Isn't it normal? Besides, aren't these words passionate?"

"Are you hot-blooded? Be careful to offend the public. There are gangsters in the eighth and ninth grade who are not easy to deal with and may cause big troubles." Yang Nao went straight to the middle school from junior high school, and was promoted to the president of the junior high school student council, a junior junior and a junior girl. She has seen all the information.

It is not uncommon for senior students to bully junior students. Campus bullying occurs in every school. Before she was promoted to Sobu High School, she suppressed her. The former karate director of the junior high school, Hiratsuka Shizuki, was the head of Sobu Junior High School.

There are very few people who dare to cause trouble in front of two beautiful girls, one civil and one martial.

Now that they have all been promoted, if the successor is a coward, the world will be in chaos.

"What are you afraid of? That prickly head dares to say this, he must be held responsible." Hiratsuka Shizuka has no control over so much, and the senior karate director is about to retire.

She has to take first place in the next ministerial competition. There are many opponents.

"Applause for the student, Thornhead." Yang Nai raised his arms, and rows of applause erupted from the student union.

At this time, a newcomer said weakly: "Senior, that prickly head seems to be named Yukinoshita."

The warm atmosphere suddenly cooled down, as cold as the winter in December, Yangno's lazy eyes pierced into the hearts of the newcomers like razor blades.

"Say it again." In an extremely cold tone, the newlyweds felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, shivering from the cold, and said with difficulty in speaking, "Under the snow."

"They dare! Xiao Jingjing, let's go!" Yang Nai frowned, kicked over the student union podium, and pulled Hiratsuka Shizuka out of the student union.

The members of the student council looked at each other and collectively observed ten minutes of silence for the gangsters in the junior high school.

In the junior high school of Sobu High School, in a certain idle warehouse, a bunch of gangsters wearing red, yellow, green and green earrings, heavy make-up and dark circles under their eyes, with their pants pockets in their pockets gathered.

This group of bad boys were howling like ghosts, waiting for Scar, the fierce and flat-headed boss at the front, to speak.

"Yunoshita Haruno's younger brother is enough to sting your head, kids."

"Hi! Brother."

"Afraid."

"Not afraid."

"Very good, I will meet him."

The scarred man turned around, with a prominent hooked nose, and the most terrifying thing was the scar that penetrated half of his face.