[Comprehensive Manga] Specially do logistics for elves!

All power in the world is based on force, without the support of force, rights are just bubbles that can be easily burst.

In the same way, when the gods of Takamahara found that even the oldest Kaminagi could not deal with Ebisu, how to deal with him became a problem.

Put him to death by order?

——If you can't beat someone, don't be fooled.

Deprive Ebisu of his priesthood?

——Don’t beat yourself up if you don’t have enough power.

When the aggressive gods were in an embarrassing situation, Bishamon God gave them steps.

Ebisu, the God of Wealth, was fined 500 years of foot ban for violating the ban. At the same time, Yan Mi was dismissed from his post because of poor guidance of the road signs, and the new road sign of the God of Wealth was replaced by Bang Mi.

Although this result did not satisfy all the gods, it saved their face, and no matter how much they complained, they could only talk about it. After all, the crusade army came aggressively this time, but they slapped their butts and returned to Gao Tianyuan in despair.

There was a lot of thunder and little rain, leaving a lot of jokes in vain.

Takuya fulfilled the agreement with the two gods in the living Olive Wu Western Restaurant.

"It's you, boy~"

The slightly fat restaurant aunt knows regular customers, "You haven't eaten our braised pork burger for a long time."

"I'm busy with things recently, I miss your braised pork burger very much." Ebisu replied meticulously.

"Haha, the young man is really good at talking! I'll give you a free braised pork burger today!"

"Thank you."

"By the way, it doesn't matter if you come out now? Didn't the higher-ups punish you?" Yato's cheeks were bulging as he drank the iced drink.

"Probably." Ebisu said unconsciously, "Takuya-kun said it's okay."

In response, Takuya gave a thumbs up while eating French fries.

Although Ebisu was grounded, it was just a formality. Even the punishment was proposed by Bishamonten who was in the same school as Ebisu.

Takuya dared to guarantee that the moment they took Ebisu out of the shrine, the gods of Takamahara knew that there must be anger at being ignored, but what can they do?

The underestimated god of misfortune and artifacts are protecting him, so is it possible that he will be slapped in the face when he sends a crusade again?

The gods whose lungs are about to explode can only turn a blind eye and close one eye, pretending not to know.

Gods: What can I do if I can't beat it?We are also very sad!

After eating the super-large braised pork burger specially taken care of by the aunt of the restaurant, Yato fans proudly took Cai · Grandma Liu · God shopping, from the maid cafe to the haunted house, and then from Akihabara to Tokyo, Takuya followed in just a few days These two rough guys left footprints in various cities.

Originally, Yato wanted to take Ebisu to "Heaven" to play, but the new God of Wealth, Kunami, came to him.

The gods of Takamahara expressed dissatisfaction with Ebisu's rampant behavior of hanging out for a few days in disregard of punishment. These gods are old and don't care about many things. The only thing they care about is face.

The slap in the face is too much, maybe these face-saving gods will come to death.

The natural god was brought back to Gao Tianyuan in the name of a tour guide, but Yato, who ate and drank in reality, had no one to pay the bill, so he was reluctant to use the coins in the money bottle he had re-saved, and took Takuya back to Xiaofu's house.

In the early morning, Takuya, who opened his eyes and looked at the moon outside the window, sat up and made sure that the gods and artifacts in the room were fast asleep before getting up.

Walking softly to the courtyard of the house, the moonlight illuminates the silent corridor.

Takuya sat down cross-legged, took out a long wooden box, opened it, and there were two writing brushes lying quietly inside.

It looks like an ordinary brush, but it has the power to control demons.

This is when Izanami's attention was drawn by the fighting Yato and Ebisu.

"Is your purpose the language of the underworld?"

Takuya remained silent, Yato's appearance was expected.

Yato walked up to Takuya and sat down. He always knew that his second artifact was different. Takuya said he had something to do. Out of trust in the artifact, Yato never asked.

As a god of misfortune who has survived for hundreds of years, he has been in contact with humans with illicit desires for many years, and has seen the warmth and coldness of the world. Yato is far more delicate than imagined, and he can't hide the strangeness of the people around him.

Wandering outside with Ebisu these days, he faintly sensed that something was wrong.

People who always like to make things up for trouble rarely open their mouths, and they no longer sing against Yato's whim. These are contrary to Takuya's usual style of doing things, and no matter how they look at them, they are not right.

Takuya took out a brush and played with it, acquiescing to his question.

"Are you leaving?" Yato asked suddenly.

Takuya looked at him sideways, when did he become so sharp?

"What's with your expression as if you've met me for the first time!" Yeto twitched and yelled dissatisfiedly, "I'm also a god who has lived for hundreds of years!"

"Well, the wandering god who has lived for hundreds of years and just received his first handmade pocket shrine a few days ago is really amazing."

"... Let's fight!"

Yato stood up, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to carry it head-on.

Takuya didn't look at him at all, and Yato, who was jumping alone, stared at him for a long time before sitting back bored.

"It's boring."

The air in the early morning was rather cool, and I still felt cold in thin Yato, but the coolness felt by the body was not as good as the warmth in the heart.

"At least let me know when you're leaving, otherwise the tattoo on your arm won't be washed off." Yato said calmly.

"If you can't wash it off, just keep it. When you are beaten up by the enemy, I might be able to open it for you."

"...you hurry up and leave!"

The corners of Takuya's mouth curled up slightly, and he stretched out his hand to pull his arm, and drew with the words of Huang Quan on the skin where he rolled up his sleeves.

"what are you doing?"

"To shut up."

After adding the last stroke, Yato raised his arm, black ink outlined a circle, a straight line in the middle divided the circle into two, the upper half was filled with black, and there was a small round circle in the middle. button.

Tuo also drew a poke ball on his arm, "This is my mark, don't wash it off."

"So ugly."

Takuya knocked on his forehead with one stroke, and there was a loud thud.

"Okay, the time is almost up, you go back."

Yato touched his red forehead, glanced at him hesitantly, turned and entered the room.

【This is the last one, Takuya. 】Takuko's voice is very calm.

【Well, absorb the words of the underworld. 】

Takuya watched quietly as the two words of the underworld turned into two balls of light and flew into the body. This light spread throughout the body, like a light man in the dark night.

"Tuoji." Yato's complicated voice suddenly came from the room.

Takuya lowered his head and chuckled, "Goodbye, Yato."

Luoshan High School, lost to Qushang High School after a failure in the first year of high school, and ranked second. Under the leadership of Akashi Seijuro in the next year, he returned to the throne of the king, and Kazama Takuya, who is well-known in the Japanese college basketball circle, has never appeared again. Let everyone guess.

Some people said that he went abroad to study abroad, some said that he retired bravely to concentrate on his studies, and some said that he was afraid of the revenge of Luoshan University and gave up basketball.

Faced with all kinds of speculation, the people related to Takuya Kazama never responded.

And this year is the last year of the high school known as the Age of Miracles when they were in middle school, and this year may also be the last chance for the five of them to compete in the same arena. This national competition is definitely the most watched one.

In the conference room specially set aside for the basketball club at Luoshan High School, Akashi and his teammates were summarizing today's practice match with schools in the same city.

Reo Mibuchi, Nagakichi Nebutani, Kotaro Hayama, and Chihiro Dai, who competed for the championship with Takuya's still high school, have already graduated, and now Akashi's teammates are all selected by him from the juniors of the first and second year of high school.

Although it is a reserve teacher, Akashi who possesses the eyes of the emperor has fully stimulated their potential, and each member of the basketball club of Luoshan University has the strength enough to rival the five generals without a championship.

"Captain, come out to dinner with us today."

Teammates on the same team need to cultivate a tacit understanding. In addition to the time of school practice, they will also go out together in private to cultivate the relationship between teammates.

"No need, I have something else to do." Akashi tidied up all the documents on the table and put them aside.

"Captain, you go back to feed the dog on time every day, can't you entrust others to take care of it?"

"They're capricious."

Teammates: "..."

Perfunctory!Continue to perfunctory!

With your temper!Whether it's a human or a pup, whoever dares to be willful with you will not be tamed by you in the end!

Luoshan University's face was full of disgust, but no one dared to make a sound to tear down the stage.

Akashi Seijuro is the emperor of Luoshan, and no one can challenge his authority.

Whatever Diwang says is right, this is the survival criterion of the Luoshan Basketball Club.

Seijuro Akashi left the conference room. Compared with Gao Yi's classmates who dared to look at them from a distance, they were able to greet the president of Luoshan naturally now.

Before reaching the school gate, the eyes of Luoshan students were all attracted by the lazily leaning against the wall.

Akashi Seijuro stopped in his tracks, staring fixedly at the brown-haired boy in a casual sweater.

There was no expression on his face, and he seemed indifferent. He folded his arms and looked up at the warm sunset boredly. No one dared to strike up a conversation with that expression of repelling others thousands of miles away.

Perhaps out of his sensitivity to the aura of the person he cared about, he casually glanced at the Luoshan school gate, and his gaze happened to meet a pair of cold red eyes.

With the half-set orange sunset as the background, the light added a warm color to his eyes, and there is always an illusion of affection when he is watched.

However, a dazzling smile gradually appeared on his calm face, and Akashi Seijuro knew that he was really back.

The long-lost couple looked at each other quietly. This scene was so similar to when Takuya left at the end of the Winter Cup in the first year of high school, but the meaning contained in this atmosphere was completely different.

"It's really slow, I've been waiting for a long time."

"Really?" The corners of Akashi's mouth curled up slightly, and his sharp eyes were also stained with the warm color of the setting sun.

"You are the only one who made me wait for nearly two years."

"My honor." Takuya walked in and held out his hand, "Takuya Kazama, in order to compete with Seijuro Akashi for the final championship trophy, came back as agreed."

Akashi held his hand, and the heat between the palms met here.

"Akashi Seijuro is about to lead Luoshan to an absolute victory from Kazama Takuya."