[Net King] After I successfully prostituted Yukimura Seiichi

After winning the championship in the Kanto Contest, everyone took a group photo together on the awarding platform. The photos were developed and placed on the display cabinet of the tennis department. The trophies and photos obtained in the main elections have always been displayed there. Some of them have turned yellow, while others are Older black and white.

Carefully placing the photo in a conspicuous place, Yukimura Seiichi turned his head and said to the people behind him, "Just follow this momentum and keep winning!"

His voice was gentle, but mixed with irrefutable firmness and arrogance. For a moment, everyone yearned for it at the same time.

Rinichiro Watanabe shrugged his shoulders sighing, "Our third graders may be able to fight this time, and the next two years will be left to you!" He patted Yukimura on the shoulder, as if to put all All the burdens were weighed down.

"Well, we've already won the game, so don't put pressure on others, let's go to a dinner party!" Mori Jusaburo waved his hand, collapsed on his favorite elementary school boy, and smiled showing his white teeth, "Xiao Hei What would Ze want to eat?"

Kurosawa was treated as a human body support, and he didn't respond. He was used to Maori's boneless appearance, "I can do it as long as it's meat!"

"Then Kuwabara treats me!" Fumta Marui was aroused.

Jackal Kuwahara was suddenly called out. Although he was caught off guard, the tacit understanding formed after playing with Marui made him immediately reply, "Why me again?"

"Yeah, I don't know," Marui Fumta smiled sincerely, "I just think it's normal for jackals to treat guests!"

Yukimura Seiichi also felt that it was time to celebrate, but he would not let the jackal treat him, so he made up his mind, "Okay, let's go eat barbecue."

Barbecue is something everyone can accept, and there are a few who especially like it, and the picky eaters of Kurosawa and Nioh are also completely fine.

Thinking of the stubborn partial eclipse of these two people, Yukimura still has some headaches. Although Kurosawa looks exceptionally healthy, Nioh is already so white that he can play a vampire. Maybe it's time to force them to eat something...

The dinner party of more than a dozen people was very harmonious and loving. Although Nioh changed the barbecue sauce to hot sauce in the middle, and lied to Kurosawa, Marui and Jackal each ate a mouthful of wasabi, and then he himself was severely beaten by Sanada. Wasted barbecue for a meal served by Iron Fist.

Speaking of which, Sanada's personality when it comes to barbecue is really hot and terrifying, even Watanabe and Nakamura couldn't help avoiding his attack range.

Suzuki and Mori fanned the flames while watching the excitement, but were unfortunately pulled into the battle circle by Nioh. In the background, the three people who ate wasabi and drank water frantically, were severely taught by Sanada.

The most calm among them are Yukimura Seiichi and Yanagi Renji, but one is serious about grilling meat, while the other is frantically recording something with a pen and paper in his hand.

Naturally, it is impossible for jackals to pay for this dinner. Lihai University allocates enough funds for the activities of the club every year, not to mention that the tennis club is a department that has excellent results every year.

After dinner, after saying goodbye to the four seniors at the entrance of the barbecue restaurant, Kurosawa and the others strolled on the road for a while. Marui Bunta said that they didn’t have enough fun, so after considering whether it was convenient for several people’s homes, they all came to Kurosawa’s again. Home.

Heize took out the key and opened the door. Before he could open it much, a little black dog wagging its tail jumped out from inside and circled around Heize's feet several times.

"Wow, Kurosawa, you actually keep small animals," Marui Bunta took the lead in picking up the puppy. The puppy was not afraid of strangers at all, and after sniffing for a while, it stuck out its tongue and licked Marui's hand.

"This puppy... looks like a husky or an Alaska, right?" Liu Lian'er analyzed uncertainly. It seems that the knowledge in this area needs to be trained more!

"It's a husky. I confirmed it when I was vaccinated." Kurosawa explained as he entered the house, "Every day I bite things at home... Please come in!"

For his own house, Kurosawa still

Very confident, after all, he cleans every day, basically there will be no mess in the room after guests visit.

The puppy was also isolated by him in the entrance. It is still too small to jump over a small partition.

Everyone took off their shoes and walked in. Seiichi Yukimura had already been here once, so he sat down immediately after entering the living room, and Sanada sat down right after him. The rest of the curious people wandered to other places.

"It's strange, why is there no kitchen?" Bunta Marui, who may be the best cook in the entire tennis club, was the first to look for a kitchen, but no, Kurosawa's house does not have a kitchen, "It's terrible, Kurosawa, you are not really a steel warrior, are you? What do you usually eat, steel?"

"Pfft, Marui, it's too much for you to say that," Masaharu Nioh smiled for Kurosawa, "Didn't Kurosawa eat a lot of meat just now!"

He specially emphasized the amount of meat, which aroused Kurosawa's strong dissatisfaction, "You are talking nonsense, I don't eat as much as jackals!"

"Why mention me again!" Jackal Kuwahara complained helplessly.

"This, this! Drums, there are so many musical instruments in Kurosawa's house!" Marui Bunta was like a child who just arrived in kindergarten, everything was novel and wanted to try everything.

The drum kit that stands out in the living room, the guitar on the wall, and the TV cabinet are all neatly packed with CDs and music magazines.

"You can try whatever you want!" Kurosawa encouraged with a smile. He took out water and milk from the refrigerator, and there was really no way to entertain guests with this. He didn't drink drinks, so naturally he didn't have such things at home.

"I'm sorry, I don't have drinks at home, I can only drink plain water!"

Genichiro Sanada nodded, and praised Kurosawa very earnestly, "It's okay, drinks are not considered healthy, and it is commendable to drink less on a daily basis!"

Hearing Sanada's appreciation unexpectedly, Kurosawa was really flattered, well, from this point of view, it is still very easy to get Sanada's appreciation...

There was a noisy knocking sound, Fumta Marui put down the sticks of the drum kit embarrassingly, and stuck out his tongue at them, "Hahaha, how are you?"

After everyone was silent for a while, Yukimura Seiki asked with a smile, "What do you think?"

"I'm so sorry!" Marui Bunta apologized with extra care in this perfect smile.

"Pfft...it's actually not bad!" Kurosawa reluctantly encouraged Marui, "For novices, it's good to be able to knock!"

"This kind of comfort is something that only Kurosawa can say!" Nioh Masaharu took a sip of milk, then licked off the residue on his mouth, lifted the cup and shook it, "It's like drinking milk at such an age .”

"Don't you drink it?" Kurosawa retorted unconvinced, "Isn't it normal to drink milk?" He strictly abides by the plan of growing taller with one milk a day!

"Even my younger brother doesn't drink anymore!" As the second child in the family, Nioh Masaharu has an older sister and a younger brother. The younger brother now flaunts the title of a little man and doesn't drink milk.

Kurosawa gritted his teeth and regretted that he shouldn't have served the milk earlier, he should have only given them plain water! "Hmph, it's because you have younger siblings at home!"

"That's not necessarily the case. The jackal's family is also an only child. Does he drink milk?" Nioh Masaharu smiled treacherously like a fox. Oh, it's so interesting. Watching Kurosawa blow his hair is more fun than grabbing Marui cake.

The jackal whose name was suddenly called out sighed again. He opened his mouth to Heisawa who was staring at him closely. His conscience told him to tell the truth, "No, I don't drink milk..."

I'm sorry, Kurosawa... I really can't lie to help you!

"Hahaha," the victorious Nioh laughed unceremoniously. After all, except for the Jackal and Kurosawa, everyone present had their own brothers and sisters.

"Okay Nioh," Yukimura Seichi said suddenly, and he smiled gently at Nioh, "When I was at the barbecue restaurant, I was thinking, you can't continue to be picky like this, your hypoglycemia is too serious , and the weight is not up to standard at all.”

Masaharu Nioh, who didn't expect Yukimura to speak suddenly, froze his smile, but then he smiled and listened to Yukimura's words, and he said, "I have requirements for food, and besides training so much, no matter how much I eat, I can still digest it." drop it!"

"You know what I mean," Yukimura Seiichi laughed, "How about starting with a glass of milk a day until you reach the target weight."

This seems to be a question, but in fact, Nioh Masaharu has to agree to what Yukimura Seichi said. If he does not agree, I am afraid that the black-faced god will supervise him and eat all the meals...

Thinking about the scene of being fed under the neck, it is more reliable to have a glass of innocuous milk.

He glared at Kurosawa who was gloating over there, and in exchange for a bright smile from the other side.

"Kurosawa too!" Yukimura Seichi didn't intend to let the other one go. "You can't be picky eaters anymore. You have to eat all the vegetables in the future. Do you want to agree on your own initiative or let Sanada supervise you? I think you should know what to choose."

"I choose Director Sanada!"

If I rely on myself, I will definitely do what I promised. If I rely on others to supervise... If it is Sanada, then I will definitely put water on the topic of meat!

Kurosawa approached Sanada with a bright smile, leaning his hands on the back of the sofa chair, "Right! Sanada, is it wrong to eat meat?"

He smiled brightly, and his eyes looked forward to looking at Genichiro Sanada, who was a little uncomfortable beside him. The other party was struggling intensely. On the one hand, he felt that what Yukimura said was right, and on the other hand, what Kurosawa said was actually not bad.

As soon as the matter of meat was involved, Sanada became very entangled, "Actually..." he said with difficulty, "If it's meat..."

Uh-huh!Say it like that, Sanada!Kurosawa looked at Sanada expectantly, eating meat is the truth!

"Okay Sanada," Seiichi Yukimura suddenly interrupted Sanada's words. He felt a little helpless, "I didn't think well," and underestimated the extent of Kurosawa's deception and Sanada's obsession with meat, "Let's do it, Nioh Supervised by Sanada, you Kurosawa, supervised by me and Liu, you two must get rid of your picky eaters!"

After the minister's words were finished, it was like a nail in the coffin, announcing that the miserable life of King Nio and Kurosawa was about to begin.

Fumta Marui whispered to the jackal, "Fortunately, I'm not picky eaters, otherwise it would be terrible to be stared at by three big devils!"

Jackal Kuwahara nodded seriously, "Indeed, but won't this make you lose your appetite even more?"

"Well...it's hard to say!" Fumta Marui said uncertainly, the younger sister who had been holding her in her arms yelled at this moment, and Marui hurriedly checked, "What's wrong? Are you hungry?"

"Ah, my sister may be hungry!" Kurosawa suddenly remembered that he didn't feed his sister that night, "I'll go get dog food!"

I bought everything for my sister, and there was even a special small room in Heisawa's room.

After feeding his sister, Kurosawa began to notice some strange eyes from other people, "What's wrong? Looking at me like this..."

"The puppy's name is younger sister?" Fumta Marui asked a little confused, "You are a little..."

It was the first time he heard such a unique pet name.

"Can't I have a younger sister?" Kurosawa retorted confidently, "Isn't the Jackal lonely without a younger sister?"

The jackal who was named again shook his head vicissitudes, "Sorry, I don't feel anything..."

"Well, Kurosawa lives alone at home, so he needs someone to accompany him." At the critical moment, Yukimura Seichi was able to resolve the siege, and he diverted the topic, "Speaking of which, if we all live here, we should lay the groundwork first." Quilt, it's getting late."

Indeed, it is almost time to go to bed. Under the leadership of Kurosawa, they came to a large empty room on the second floor. The inside was empty, only a whole piece of mirror was pasted on one wall, and the other wall also had pulleys. used railings.

"Is it a place for dancing practice?"

"Yeah, I'm very good!" When it came to the field he likes to be good at, Kurosawa raised his head and smiled triumphantly, "Whether it's singing or dancing, it's fine!"

"Wow, Kurosawa will give us a part of the talent show before going to bed!"

"Of course it's okay!" Kurosawa has never felt shy about showing himself in front of other people, or he can't wait to perform.

It is hot in summer, and there is no need for thick blankets. Fortunately, the stock at Heisawa's house is enough.

Everyone was sitting together, Kurosawa was holding an expensive-looking wooden guitar in his hand, "I'm going to bed soon, so let's sing some gentle songs!"

There is only one night light left in the room, and for the timid Kurosawa, there are several such lights.

The young man cleared his throat and tapped the surface of the guitar lightly with his fingers. After the crisp percussion sound, the guitar was played slowly. The sound of the wooden classical guitar was soft, like mineral water. Maybe it's peaceful, but you hear it every day and love it.

[Blooming wild flowers

please tell me

Why do people hurt each other

Are there constant disputes?

……

The summer sun is gone

The wind caresses the veil

two in one

imprints that survived

I will sing their hearts out

For my nameless best friend]

Gentle and sad, everyone quietly looked at the black-haired boy who was already immersed in his own world, Kurosawa, when he sang such a gentle song, he couldn't match his usual sunshine and enthusiasm.

After a song was sung, the joy of winning the Kanto Contest gradually calmed down, and they clarified their goals again.

"Well, okay!" Kurosawa asked with a smile.

"Super nice!" Bunta Marui gave a very high evaluation.

The others nodded in acknowledgment.

""EUTERPE", sung by EGOIST, is an anime song," Liu Lian Er admired, "I like the original song very much, and now I also like Kurosawa's cover song."

"Male voice and female voice are two different feelings, but both are very similar to the muse in the title of the song." Yukimura Seichi smiled softly, "Okay, let's rest early after listening to it!"

The author has something to say: Kurosawa: When I get to the third country, I will attack you until your legs are weak :)