About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

058 A Smooth Life (Part [-])

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As a person with less luck, before the draw for the third duel, I shook hands with Keigo Atobe.

To be precise, he touched his hand.

Just like washing hands with water before going to a shrine, I wiped his palm vigorously.

Atobe, who was treated so abruptly, was of course at a loss.

He stared at me in a daze as I took his hand and rubbed it hard. It took a long time before he came back to his senses, and he suddenly pulled out his palm and slapped me on the head, "What are you doing?!"

"Hiss... you are really willing to use your strength..." I was in pain and covered the place where the knife hit my head, "Of course it's European gas! Just buy a bottle of energy drink Winning a three-day trip to Otaru Hot Springs, who else has this kind of luck besides you!"

Speaking of buying energy drinks and winning the first prize in hot springs dates back to the third year of junior high school, the reason why I remember this kind of thing is not because I envy Atobe's good luck-he has been luckier than me since he was a child, and he doesn't care about it Use, it's all fate, I'm already numb-but because this incident happened just after Atobe's duel with his old enemy Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Unlike the family business heirs like Atobe, who will one day give up their dreams to pursue reality, the rumored Tezuka Kunimitsu is not only a tennis genius, but also a man who can wantonly pursue his dreams. After graduating from junior high school, he went to Germany to start his career. of legends.

As far as I know, one of Atobe's major pursuits in junior high school was to compete with Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Later, he finally got such an opportunity, and he won, but it was not very good - this is what Atobe himself said, he was very depressed that day, and it happened that I skipped class and went looking for food in Tokyo that day, so I had nothing to do. I took some oden from a small roadside shop and squatted in the afterglow of the sunset after the game to listen to his chatter.

He obviously didn't violate the rules, but he felt negative and depressed because he took advantage of the weakness of the opponent's old wrist injury.I can't quite understand the straight tendon in the mind of this sports boy, so I can only stay aside without saying a word, holding a paper cup filled with Kanto boiled soup.

At that time, Atobe glanced at me unhappily. His head was covered with a towel, and the muscles in his arms and legs had not recovered from the load of strenuous exercise, trembling slightly.

That was the first time I felt that Atobe who loves roses is not a rose, and he also has a little prince crystal in his core (actually, I want to say it is glass, but forget it, Keigo Atobe is stronger than diamonds most of the time ) with a clear and fragile heart, I can't keep bullying him.

So I asked Atobe, there are so many great people, such as Yukimura Seiichi from Likai University, why did you just set your sights on Tezuka Kunimitsu?

The crystal-heart, sweaty and panting little prince was taken aback by my question. He raised his head that had been drooping before, and looked at the neatly cleaned arena.

"Because among the people I know, only he and you can do this." His eyes reflected the sunset of that day and the red glow in the distance.

"What? What kind?" I asked back in a daze, but Atobe didn't answer.In silence, he stuffed the towel covering his head back into his bag, and asked me where I bought the oden.

I was amazed that the young master of the rich family, who doesn't eat fireworks, was interested in the food of the common people, and then he was stabbed in the head.

——It’s still the original formula, and it’s still the familiar strength.

For a moment I felt like I was becoming sentimental and prone to nostalgia for the past.

However, this inexplicable melancholy hadn't shown much signs yet, and Mr. Sakaguchi next to me asked me to return to the arena quickly and stop hanging on the fence of the spectator seats.

"Can you be a little girly?" He glared at me bitterly.

"Well, why are you so fierce." I made a face at Mr. Sakaguchi, and when I saw him turn pale from my anger, I turned over and jumped off the viewing seats more than ten meters high.

In order to be able to face Bakugo Katsuki earlier, I really took great pains.This kind of idealistic behavior that violates materialism is really the last thing I can think of that I can do.

I rattled and rattled the lottery box stuffed with scraps of paper.

In a moment of vague happiness, he took out the squarely folded piece of paper with the number written on it, without even looking at it, he handed it to the chief referee Midnight.

When I got back to the spectator stand, I covered my face and muttered "The Rage God is above the Rage God".

Ryo Shishido, who was sitting behind me, muttered softly, "I can't see that you are still a minority believer..."

"No, I'm a materialist." I immediately raised my head to refute him, "And I should be the only one in this religion, so strictly speaking, it can't be considered a 'minority'."

"...What is that Aragami?"

"A god."

"Isn't there no difference?!" Shido Ryo couldn't understand my seemingly contradictory logic at all.

I ignored Mr. Sakaguchi's expression of hesitation, and explained to him that materialism and spiritual sustenance are two different things.Scientific research needs to seek truth from facts, but when encountering insurmountable difficulties and obstacles, we must also have spiritual beliefs to support ourselves to overcome difficulties.

Feng Changtaro pinched the cross he was wearing, and nodded in agreement, "Senior Nakahara is right."

"Why does Changtaro even think about you... But then again, did you find this kind of god who can't even be considered a minority from that wild book?"

"It's not important. What's important is that you don't think you're handsome? If I'm the only believer, it means that this god will only protect me!" I raised my chin triumphantly, and it happened that the result of the lottery was announced on the on the screen.

I beamed with joy, "Here, the Rage God has appeared."

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Mr. Sakaguchi told me a lot of things before going on stage.

They are all the same, and they are always the same. Anyway, they can't get around the theme of "you must understand the severity" and "learn to be merciful".

My absent-minded appearance made him frown tightly in worry, so he had to take out the way of coaxing children, and promised me that if I behaved well enough, he would consider taking me back to Yokohama for a stroll tomorrow. lock up.

This quid pro quo was exactly what I wanted.While gathering the broken hair to the position where the rubber band can reach, I recombed myself a little crooked high ponytail.I really don't know how to dress myself well. If it wasn't for Ms. Hongye who is keen to torment me and some necessary occasions, I really hope that I can always wear school uniforms, anyway, they are not ugly.

To be honest, I never imagined that I would stand in the eyes of so many people one day, nor would I imagine that my name would be announced to tens of thousands of people in this way.

If I can, I would rather look forward to my future self being able to publish a paper that can solve one of the most challenging scientific problems in the next quarter century, or become a secret rich man!It can only appear in front of the world when the tax is being cleared-although this idea is very naive, isn't it majestic!

However, Mr. Sakaguchi's evaluation of this is that Chuya and I are not alike in this respect.

It's not like I like to make public at some point.

He only regards his own strength as a good card given to him by the favor of the gods, and he will shoulder the corresponding responsibility for it.His integrity and kindness led him to make some incomprehensible, even dull devotion, but I don't know why these ideas and ideas were never instilled in me.

Ms. Hongye explained to me that if people live selfishly, they will be much more relaxed and happy.

If seeing me reminds Chuya of himself when he was a child, and helping him experience such a completely different and reckless life, maybe it is also the meaning of my coming to this world.

The arena, which had been devastated during the first group stage, was quickly cleaned and resurfaced with concrete.

I stood at the other end of the venue and smiled at the sullen young man, "Please give me some advice, Bohaojun."

At the same time, the midnight whistle sounded, announcing the official start of the game.

Bakugo Katsuki obviously ignored my plan, after the last round of duel with Liri Ochako, he learned a lot.

Facing the ability that is also related to gravity, he didn't use the explosion to destroy the site to create a large amount of gravel this time, but he aimed at my face every time he shot.

Compared with his peers, his mastery of his personality is indeed quite outstanding, and he will always use the impact of the explosion to launch attacks from unexpected angles.

If his character is not so bad, I might still look forward to his future as a professional hero (in any case, he can't beat Zhongya, and he can't interfere with Yokohama too much), and I will say something like "Young people are awesome", "Youth is strong, the country is strong" and so on. if.

But the reality did not give me this opportunity.

Even I know that bullying is wrong.

I can't remember how many times I took me to the door to apologize during the days when I was particularly bad-tempered.He is probably the Hong Kong gangster cadre who has made the most compensation for laughing and laughing, not one of them.

I can't be a hero, but I can't be a scumbag.

Those freedoms are all built on this bottom line that seems extremely tolerant.

But Mr. Sakaguchi said that I spent a lot of time trying to find out where the bottom line was when I was young.Common sense is pale to the point of detestability, not to mention that there is Dazai who whispers demons all day long.

In all fairness, I can't beat Bohao and myself in terms of physical skills alone.

His physical fitness is so good that I am almost jealous.However, since I was a child, the focus of my training has never been how to head-to-head, but how to use my eyes to keep up with the opponent's speed, and how to guard my own blind spots.

After all, I am a gravity operator who must know the specific space coordinates to activate the ability. If the eyes are gone, then I can only use the hypergravity space to wrap myself like a turtle.

Which one is scarier, Chuya's fist or Bakugo Katsuki's fist?

Of course it is Zhongye.

So which one is scarier between Bakugo Katsuki's offensive and the crazy Akutagawa?

Of course Akutagawa!

In order to teach Akutagawa, Mr. Dazai has always spared no effort to mobilize all available resources around him.

This naturally includes me—I still can’t remember the panic and heart palpitations when I was cut into the hypergravity space by Rashomon for the first time and had to recalculate, it was too scary.

By the way, the number of duels Akutagawa has won in my hands is 32 losses and [-] wins.He always wouldn't use Rashomon to defend, he just kept biting forward.

So, compared to the Rashomon who can devour space, a mere explosion is nothing.

Once again I dodged Bakugo's attack.

This time, he didn't lightly distance himself from him, but turned around and covered Bao Hao's face with his palm, and pushed him out suddenly.

The sudden acceleration made Bakugo stagger back, he soon noticed that he was pushed to the sidelines, and immediately made an explosion with his backhand, trying to push himself back to the field, but unfortunately it was all in vain.

Just when Bakugo Katsuki was about to fall off the field, the voice at midnight announced the winner of the match.

"Winner! Defeat yourself!"

Katsuki Bakugo was still struggling to maintain his balance, but I walked out of the field graciously and gave up the game.

I don't know how to repair a person's inflated self-awareness, nor do I know how to guide people with excess self-esteem on a relatively correct path.

But I know that a life of smooth wind and water will eventually encounter a broken moment.

If the arrogant winner has never experienced the taste of failure, can't learn to empathize, and is so paranoid that he thinks he is the strongest, then let me break his dream.

"Thanks to me, I successfully advanced, Bo Haojun."

I don't need to look at Bakugo Katsuki's distorted facial features to know how annoying I am at this moment.