Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

The last of the three rackets is the red one that was just made——

This is a new color he specially changed based on his recent experience. After conquering the Red Sword... there was always a feeling of impatience. After injecting all his emotions into a fresh racket, his heart once again became peaceful with the wind and frost of the past——

This racket is like his seal——

But... the young man curled his lips slightly, he was looking forward to the day when he would use it!

Zuo Sanzuofumi picked up the racket and took a closer look. He expected to see a fox with teeth and claws, but unexpectedly, it looked like a sword as hard as iron!

"I thought I chose the fox pattern for my guild!" Zongsan Zuofen said, trying hard to straighten the corners of his mouth and not let his heart get too happy.

"Well~ everyone in this Maru is the most important!" You can't always think about the fox, you have to think about the sword occasionally!

This explanation is very satisfactory. Zongsan Zuowen is very satisfied.

only--

"What are the reflective sequins?" The patterns from the racket to the strings have been introduced, but why the sequins at the bottom of the handle say nothing.

Zong San Zuo Wen didn't care at first, but now he cares a little bit for some reason——

"Pfft~" Nioh paused. He had already said so much, why was Brother Zongsan still paying attention to this thing.

This look——can't it be changed to another place?

It can be said that Zong Sanshan Zuofu's eyesight is very good. Not only his eyes are good, but his ability to guess Nioh's heart is also good.

I have been with him since childhood and watched with my own eyes as this little lord grew up to be almost as tall as him.

From all his micro-expressions and movements, he could guess what he was thinking.

Just like now——

It's not obvious at first. But now——

This little expression of feeling guilty and even wanting to hide something from him...

"Lord, you rarely do this to me!" Zong Sanzuo Wenwen narrowed his eyes and said unkindly.

Niou has grown up, and he will no longer have the same strict demands as the children in the past. He gives his children a certain amount of freedom, which is the first choice necessary for a parent.

Niou rarely showed such an expression since he entered junior high school.

The only few times, who are they related to? ——

Haha, he remembered, with a certain extra blond locust!

The only disadvantage of making swords is that I have a very good memory!

A certain figure always lingers in his mind!

It was obviously just an encounter in hundreds or even thousands of years of memory, and the total meeting time was less than 24 hours. Why did this golden locust occupy its memory capacity?

Zong Sanzuo Wenwen said with a cold face: "So this thing has something to do with him, right?"

"Pfft~" Nioh's little eyes were completely wandering.

This is the reason why he doesn't want to tell Zong San Zuo Wenzi!

Every time Zong Sange talks about the Phoenix of Byodo-in, he is like a hen guarding her young.

Hen, bah, Zong San Zuo Wen's feathers stood on end in an instant, every feather stood up clearly, and he directly entered the attack state.

Especially the hair, as if it has a dark special effect, the wind automatically floats from bottom to top, like the snake-woman Medusa with its teeth and claws. As long as people keep shooting at his eyes, he will be petrified in an instant——

Well, although it’s not appropriate to talk about my old father like this, there’s nothing wrong with it!

"Hmph! I thought this guy had become more honest recently and didn't contact you, but I didn't expect that you guys still haven't had a clean break!"

Nioh sighed, what are you talking about, "Brother Zong San, we are just ordinary friends."

Can you please stop thinking that the friendship between two men is so impure?

And generally speaking, he has no intention of contacting Byodoin Phoenix, but Zong Sange always says this, which will arouse his rebellious psychology and make people unable to help but make a call now——

"hehe--"

Zong Sanzuofumi resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

My friend, be pure!

Does this mean that all their swords are blind?

Although they have never been in love, they do not understand this series of situations. As a bystander who has drifted in the long river of history for so many years. Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running?

Maybe these two people haven't pointed out the problem yet-yet!

but--

If there's nothing fishy about it, he wrote his name backwards!

Let’s not talk about the redundant Byodoin Phoenix, just talk about Nioh himself. Why don't you explain this attitude to your family, are you like ordinary friends?

If it was really a gift from an ordinary friend, wouldn't it be nice to display it openly and openly?

Why are there so many miscellaneous secrets? Regardless of whether you are an individual or not, you all know that the relationship is not simple!

Nioh: "..."

He swore that he really only did that because he knew that the swordsmen hated Byodoin Phoenix and were afraid of causing trouble...

Why did things completely change when it came to Brother Zong's mouth?

Niwang held his forehead. He had a headache and didn't know how to explain it to Brother Zong.

Forget it...

Anyway, if he falls in love in the future, Brother Zongsan won’t think so!

So be it!

"I'll put the things away first, you first... out of sight, out of mind!"

This racket was made anew after he regained consciousness from the Red Sword, so the color matched the crimson red like a prairie fire.

It's not used in ordinary competitions - just don't show it yet, which will make Brother Zongsan angry.

The young man holding his forehead suddenly felt lucky. Fortunately, the pattern on the other dark purple racket was not seen by Brother Zong San, otherwise this matter would have been difficult to get through today——

While he was talking, Fushimi Saruhiko's reply came.

"That couple is stuck in traffic on the elevated highway -"

"Huh?" King Ni raised his eyebrows. After all his thoughts, he never expected such an outrageous reason.

"Why is there a traffic jam?"

Fushimi Saruhiko adjusted the surveillance camera to look forward and explained, "There was a car accident in front of them - and then, they happened to encounter a murder case. After the police went there, a group of children appeared at the scene, and then detectives The case was being solved, and a bunch of people came out from nowhere to watch the crime scene, causing the originally congested traffic to become even more congested!"

"……"Depend on!

Are you sick? If Fushimi Saruhiko didn't say this himself, he wouldn't believe it was true.

"How could there be such an outrageous thing in the world!"

Traffic jams, car accidents, murders, people around you blocking traffic for the second time just to see the murder, it sounds like a joke.

The controller in Fushimi Saruhiko's hand kept swinging, observing the surrounding routes.

After confirming that there were indeed no other roads around, he said, "Are you anxious over there? If you are really anxious, I will send a plane over to fish out the couple -"