[Comprehensive] The Light Chaser

Time rewinds to four hours ago.

In the afternoon, the middle school of Lihai Daguo ends at 03:30, and the activities of the tennis department start on time at four o'clock.

With anxiety and anticipation, the non-school team members found the match list of the main selection contest posted on the bulletin board in front of the social office in advance.

This is the last final selection for this school year.In terms of practical significance, there is not much, because all the inter-school selection competitions and knockout competitions are over.It is more of a meaning of renewal. The third-year students will not participate in the selection competition by default, and the first-year students with talent and strength will be added to the main selection lineup.

Kirihara somehow escaped another detention.

He ran all the way to the tennis club and almost went the wrong way again.The people from the basketball club, who were also going to participate in club activities halfway, reminded him when he saw that he was going in the wrong direction.

"Let's go!" He rushed all the way to the bulletin board.

In the large list on the whiteboard, the four groups A, B, C, and D clearly wrote down the number of matches played and the assigned court for each individual.

"Kirhara..." He muttered his name, all the way from Group A to Group D, "Ah, here! Akaya Kirihara! What, the first and second rounds are just—huh?"

His eyes flicked across the names of other people in the same group, and then stopped.

"Yukimura?" He rubbed his chin in doubt, "Didn't the minister take a long vacation and won't come to work?"

At the same time, Sanada and Nioh were arguing in the innermost main election conference room run by the company.

Yes, Sanada, and Nioh.

"I said there's no need to put Yukimura's name on it!" Sanada lowered his voice, "Did you hear it that day? He said it himself, the minister doesn't have to be the main candidate!"

"Oh, what, you just listen to what he said?" King Ren sneered, "Think about it with your brain! If the minister is not elected, it will all be messed up!"

"This is the rule!" Sanada raised his voice, "Yukimura can't play now! How do you make him the main pick?!"

"You can't play or I can't play? There are six people here, whoever plays can get the first place right?" Niwang also raised his voice.

Sanada looked at Nioh's face and was aroused by the tone after raising his hoarse voice with an inexplicable provocative tone: "Nio Masaharu! Are you planning to play fake matches!"

"Can you talk? This is called a fake match?!" Ren Wang opened his eyes wide, "Then the eight players in the middle school league arranged for a substitute. Do you also think that playing a substitute match is a fake match?!"

"Don't change the subject! The substitute is for..."

"Prevent accidents!" King Ren snorted coldly, "So it's not an accident now?"

"Strong words make sense!"

Sanada's voice echoed in the conference room, and Marui, who was listening, shrank his neck and covered his ears with his hands: "Here we come, Sanada's sonic attack! Lion roar!"

"Then how will Nioh respond?" He explained the scene in a low voice with the tone of a game commentary, "Nioh, taunting attack! Ah, laughing is so annoying, Sanada's HP will be reduced by one, and he is about to enter berserk mode. "

Yagyu pushed his glasses beside him, a little helpless: "Marui-kun..."

"What's the matter?" Marui gave him a slanted look, "Don't be so serious."

"Just let them be so noisy? Don't you need to stop them?" Liu Sheng frowned.

Marui waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Don't worry, don't they quarrel every day. It's time to vent it, otherwise we will hold it in our hearts, and we will be even worse if we play big one day."

Liu Sheng secretly swallowed a sigh, and turned his head to look at his friend on the other side.

Liu also stood in the corner like them, not intending to persuade them at all, but took a notebook to listen and write down.

Is this really okay...

Liu Sheng couldn't help pushing his glasses again.

When they communicated in low voices, the quarrel in the arena had reached a fever pitch.

Sanada was really angry, and so was Nioh.

They all thought, wow, that face on the other side is really not pleasing to the eye.

"It's so slack!" Sanada slammed his fist on the table.

King Ren sneered and raised his head slightly: "If you have the ability, hit me in the face, and if you can't make sense, then do it?"

"Who is the unreasonable one!" Sanada took a step forward and grabbed the collar of Nioh's uniform.

They're actually a huge contrast in size.Sanada is undoubtedly the strongest in the main draft team, even the taller Mori and Yanagi don't have his strong body.A small and nimble player like Marui is usually pretentious, and once he finds that Sanada is about to make a move, he will run away immediately.

But Nioh was never afraid of Sanada.

There were times when they almost did, and there were times when they did.

When Sanada grabbed it, Nio reflexively grabbed his wrist with a backhand.During this period of time, he not only learned the basics of spiritual power and philosophy in Honmaru, but also took several kendo lessons from swordsmen intermittently.It is really a waste of not learning.So many knives were defeated in front of him, it was really a waste to just hold their bodies and not try to use them.

Even if these swords were kept in his hands during class, the large gap in strength could still rub him against the ground.So after a few times, he learned a lot of counterattack moves.

For example, now, Sanada didn't really intend to do anything but just grabbed the collar of his shirt symbolically, and Nioh held Sanada's wrist with his backhand, and his thumb missed his pulse.

With a pain in his wrist, Sanada exerted force subconsciously.He waved down the hand holding Nioh's collar.

Nio then pushed back against Sanada's arm.

The situation progressed too fast, and the other people who were watching just blinked, and these two people were actually entangled.

"Wait!" Now Marui panicked, "Don't fight! The main selection will start in 5 minutes!"

He amplifies his voice, his pitch high to create a scream-like effect.

Sanada and Nioh stopped subconsciously, and both of them froze for a moment, thinking when did I start fighting with him?I didn't intend to fight!

Then Liu closed the notebook with a snap: "To be honest, I think what you said makes sense, but how to solve this matter... Wouldn't it be better to ask Yukimura himself?"

Time goes back to the present.

"That's the way it is." Liu, who had told the whole story, took a step back, "Let each of them talk about their opinions?"

Yukimura rubbed his forehead.

After he let out a breath, he realized that he stood up from the bed in a fit of anger, and now his legs were a little numb.He thought of the specific condition that the doctor told him after reading his examination report in the morning, and he didn't care about it all at once.

He sat back on the hospital bed and pulled the quilt for himself before looking at Sanada and King Ni who were dodging their eyes: "What about you? Tell me about it?"

Sanada said calmly, "I have nothing to add."

Yukimura was choked by him, raised his eyebrows and looked at Nioh again.

The tone of the silver-haired one was also a bit awkward when he spoke: "We are just discussing a problem."

"Using a fight?" Yukimura asked back.

Nioh nodded without hesitation: "Physical communication is also a method of communication, puri~"

Sanada couldn't help but turned his head to look at him with a shocked expression.

Yukimura was originally a little angry, but now he was dumbfounded by Nioh's reaction.He looked at the two people and asked, "So? What's the result of the discussion?"

"Well..." Niwang raised a hand and scratched his cheek.

Yukimura shook his head.

He glanced at Sanada and felt that he knew exactly what this young boy was thinking, so he didn't ask further.

"You said to play for me? What's the 'substitution' method?" He asked Nioh, "How did you solve today's game?"

Nioh wasn't sure whether Yukimura was angry or not—the tone was indeed normal, but the expression and demeanor were a bit chilling.He hesitated for a moment, and gave an answer: "Today you have a bye. As for how to compete...the realm of selflessness?"

"Interrogative sentence?"

"Declarative sentence." King Ren quickly reacted, and repeated again, "The state of selflessness."

This time the tone became much more precise.

Yukimura became interested in this topic: "The No-Self Realm can indeed 'imitate' other people's moves, and the self-controlled No-Self Realm can also use only one person's moves. But this is not enough, right? You can't really become 'me' 'Bar?"

"Okay." Said the king.He restrained his expression and hesitated.After pausing for a few seconds, he saw Yukimura's smile, and clicked his tongue half-annoyedly: "It's enough to add mental power. You know the principle, Minister."

Mental strength.

Yukimura thinks of his "dream" that has not been fully developed but has already taken shape, and he has a bottom line in his heart.

He looked at Nioh with a smile: "I do know. But are you going to play all the games for me? Doesn't the time conflict?"

"No conflict. I have fine-tuned the match list. Liu also knows." Niwang quickly sold his teammates.

He ignored the eyes of Liu who opened a crack behind him and came over.

And Yukimura heard his subtext.

"So that's how it is." He looked at King Ni, and was actually a little satisfied, "Should I say that you did a good job?"

"Then thank you for the compliment?" King Ren tilted his head.

"Wait." Sanada, who had been listening but became more and more confused, suddenly interrupted their conversation, "What the hell are you talking about?! What did you and Liu do without telling me?!"

He turned his head to look at Liu, and his always gentle little friend turned his head to avoid his gaze.

He gritted his teeth and looked at King Ni again, with a knife in his eyes.

And Nioh did see the sword gradually appearing in the air.

Ah, I really annoyed Sanada.

He knew this, but he was not in a hurry.

He looked at Yukimura, waiting for the "Minister" to give a more biased answer.

"It seems that you haven't obtained everyone's consent." Yukimura pointed, "What should we do now?"

"Fight one game," Nioh said.

There was a sudden silence in the ward, and then Nioh reacted: "No, I'm not talking about playing a game! I'm talking about tennis!"

"Oh?"

"The match between me and Sanada is in the second round, the first match tomorrow." Nioh said, "I won, so it's up to me. The winner comes first is the law of the tennis club, right?"

"I will be the winner!" Sanada snorted coldly.

He did not refuse Nioh's request.

So Yukimura smiled and nodded: "Is this a consensus?"

Although most of the development of the whole thing was within King Ren's expectations.My young tame dye has really been mastered by the style of acting without knowing it, so that things have developed in a direction that is more biased towards Nioh's plan.

Yukimura did not express his thoughts.

He didn't think it was a bad thing.

For Li Haida, it was not a bad thing at all.

"Although a consensus has been reached, the issue of fighting still cannot be ignored." He said, "Have you ever thought that you will be banned if you are found out?"

"In the innermost conference room of the agency office, there is no camera and the sound insulation is good. No one else will find out." Niwang retorted in a low voice.

Yukimura asked back: "What about teammates? Are you not afraid of being discovered by teammates?!"

"No, Minister, you have to believe in our character!" Marui immediately retorted, "How could we betray our teammates?!"

"Then I didn't know about this matter?" Yukimura said.

Liu who suddenly seemed to have been stabbed twice: "..."

No, wait, why did I tell you? !Isn't it for the stability of the tennis club? !

Even if Nioh betrayed me, even you, Yukimura? ! !

"Anyway, this matter can't be left alone!" Yukimura said.

King Ren couldn't bear to turn his head back, he always felt waves of resentment coming from Liu's direction.

"Say it straight, Minister." He licked his lips, "Additional training? Running laps?"

"No, after you finish the game, let's give you a hug during the post-match etiquette!" Yukimura smiled and made a decision, "Be sure to give a friendly hug in front of everyone. Shoulders should be stuck together. The rest of you are in charge."

Everyone was quiet.

"Hug...Hug?" Marui let out a gasp, "As expected of Yukimura."

They all looked at Nioh and Sanada standing in front.

Sanada froze, almost turned into a stone man, and the degree of stiffness set a historical record.

And what about Nioh?

Niwang twitched the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to pat his forehead with a snap.

"Hug? Then just say 'I like you' by the way."

"Nio Masaharu!" Sanada roared suddenly.

The nurse jogged and pushed open the door of the ward: "Oh, what are you doing in there? The patient needs to rest! If you keep arguing, let's all go out and stay away!"

Sanada blushed suddenly: "Ah, yes... yes!"

The door is closed.

Yukimura looked at Nioh with a look of "you are really impressive"."I think it's a good idea," he said.

"Yukimura—?!"

"But this sentence is not very good." Yukimura decided to consider the tolerance of his poor boy, "Let's change it to 'I have verified your strength, let's dominate the country together'."

King Ni: "... whoever wins?"

"That's right." Yukimura frowned, "The loser should agree loudly."

other people:"……"

As expected of the Great Demon Lord Yukimura.