[Comprehensive Manga] Under the Feather Clothes God

The incorporation of the black 'revolutionary army' made the originally peaceful training camp extraordinarily lively, and even the peaceful nightlife began to be full of speed and passion.

One day, Yuyi was wandering in the empty corridor as usual, and when he passed a certain bedroom door, he suddenly heard a burst of noise, like a battle started.

"Synchronization? It's actually used in this kind of place... Isn't that a doubles miracle that can only be triggered in a desperate crisis?"

"Senior Shishido, I'm so scared."

"Ho-la--kill! Buckwheat husks!!!"

The door was pulled open, and the torn pillow rolled and smashed out accompanied by flying buckwheat husks.

Yuyi turned his head to avoid it: "Isn't it, a pillow fight?"

Behind him, Kaitang Kaoru, who was passing silently with his hands in his pockets, was caught off guard and his face was blurred.

"..."

Haitang froze in place, and after a while, he grabbed the pillow on his face ferociously, and spun 360° like a cannonball and threw it towards the open door.

Sometimes all it takes is a small signal to start a dogfight.

Yuyi watched the teenagers hear the movement and poked their heads out to check the situation, but after being accidentally injured, they aggressively joined the battlefield and accidentally injured others in the infinite loop scene...

I went to the lobby to grab a handful of snacks.

[Click, click, click. ]

"It's so noisy, fools!" Atobe, wearing a black loose nightgown, suddenly opened the door and came out, "Huadi, let them be quiet!"

Huadi was holding tea, passing by without looking sideways.

"Hey... Huadi!"

Atobe Keigo watched helplessly as his team members bypassed him and went to the next room.In the crack of the door that opened and disappeared, Nioh Masaharu crossed his legs, propped his chin and let out a joyful "poof~"

Atobe's brow twitched at the victor's smile.

[Click, click, click. ]

"Thank you, Huadi."

The words of thanks were blocked by the closed door, and the voice imitating his unique accent was gradually covered up.

Keigo Atobe stared at the four characters of "Kingdom of King Nioh" marked on the door of No. 214, and there were still continuous clicks in his ears...

"Aiba Hagoromo."

Atobe took a deep breath and turned his head. Behind him, the girl was hugging an unpacked box of PockyMidi, biting a chocolate bar with her white teeth, and her movements were slightly stiff.When he looked over, he pinched the tail of the stick with his fingers and pressed it down quietly.

click-

Cautiously, with a little tentative movement and expression, he was suffocated, and even the noise around him seemed to suddenly go away.

"What's wrong, Jingwu?"

"It's okay, you can eat."

Yuyi tilted his head and hesitated slightly, then bit the chocolate bar and pressed down again.

Click.

Atobe's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his hand to take away the Pocky box from Yuyi's arms, regretting it on the spot: "Don't eat it, you will suffer from indigestion sooner or later if you eat too much at night, I will reluctantly keep these things for you first."

"what?"

"If you want." Atobe shook the snack box, raised his chin slightly, "Remember to come to find me tomorrow."

Then he turned around, went back to the room, and closed the door, the hurried figure completely disappeared from sight.

Yuyi stood there in a daze, and after a long time, he slowly took out another box of popcorn.

[Click, click, click. ]

At this time, the corridor is still in a melee.

Fuji Yuta ran through the crowd of people coming and going to the No. 201 dormitory at the end of the passage, facing his brother who was still chatting with Shiraishi and Yukimura, with an anxious expression on his face: "Brother! The pillow fight has begun! Go and avoid... "

The flying pillow hammered him to the ground.

"Yuta!" Fuji immediately got up and chased to the door, opened his eyes and turned away after picking up the pillow on the floor, "I'll do a little exercise."

Shiraishi glanced at Fuji Yuta on the ground, then at Yukimura: "..."

"Let's help too."

"The one who threw the pillow just now seems to be Kuwahara."

As Shiraishi said this, he stepped over Fuji Yuta who was still lying on the ground and walked towards the center of the battlefield.

"Remember to hit in the face." Yuyi quietly moved to Baishi's ear, and suggested sincerely, "It's so powerful."

Kuranosuke Shiraishi suddenly stopped and turned his head.

Yuyi silently held up the popcorn to cover half of his face: "Today I am Sakakin Popcorn, I don't make trouble, I just watch."

"So, isn't Yuki coming to join in the fun?" Yukimura helped Fuji to take down Kuwabara brutally, then turned around and patted the ashes that didn't exist on his hands.

Yuyi sighed sadly, intercepted the flying pillow and threw it towards the crowd in front of him.

After three seconds.

"Do you think anyone cares about me?"

Yukimura couldn't help but glance at the end of the parabola: "..."

The hallway fell silent at some point.

The teenagers who fought in the scuffle all slipped back into the room, leaving Kirihara scratching his hair in embarrassment: "Deputy Minister, you are back haha... I swear! The pillow on your face was definitely not thrown by me!! !"

"It doesn't matter who it is first." Sanada looked at Kirihara with half of his face darkened, "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"No, that, I'm not the only one." Kirihara danced and explained, "Everyone also—"

Kirihara hastily turned around to try to confirm it, but only saw buckwheat husks all over the floor, a few scattered pillows, and the half-smiling gaze of his own minister.

"Department, Minister." Kirihara suddenly froze into a ball.

Sanada glared at him, walked towards Yukimura with long legs, nodded with Shiraishi and Fuji, then looked around and got to the point: "What about her?"

"Probably... ran away."

As Yukimura said, Yukiromo ran away with the popcorn on his back with a guilty conscience.

The nighttime activities of middle school students have come to an abrupt end at this moment, but the outdoor tennis courts are still brightly lit.

Yuromo's back was against the building, and from the corner of his eye he could even clearly see Oni Jujiro squatting up and down with a stone on his back in a pair of big white underpants in the forest.

"...In the middle of the night, you are really full of energy."

Hagoromo sighed sincerely, moved his gaze away and repositioned it to the nearest court to the dormitory, where Echizen Ryoma was playing against Byodoin Phoenix, the No. 1 Japanese representative team.

The battle scenes are extremely hot.

In the net king world, Yu Yi, who had never watched a tennis match before, thought for a moment, and sat on the guardrail at the front of the auditorium with the feeling that there might be a 3D sci-fi blockbuster.

The small yellow ball has been speeding back and forth across the field in a stalemate, so fast that it seems to have drawn countless afterimages.

On the bottom line on the right, Echizen Ryoma lowered his body slightly, and ran forward when the tennis ball came over again. With the power of his right foot, his extreme ability to stay in the air allowed him to stay in the air for a moment.

Then an explosive smash.

Byodoin Phoenix responded quickly, relying on the rotational force of its arms and body to endow the racket with stronger power. The moment the tennis ball and the racket collided, the intense friction between the air gave off a bright light that shone brightly throughout the court!

The popcorn in Yuyi's hand fell to the ground.

Mother Ward!Tennis really shines!

So amazing.

The game was still going on, and the bright yellow ball of light flew towards Echizen Ryoma like a cannonball. When Echizen raised his arm and tried to fight back, a figure suddenly blocked him.

Black sportswear, the hood covered half of his face, only showing a somewhat naughty smile and dark green hair under the light.

Byodoin Phoenix took the returned tennis ball with his hand and ended the game: "Have the overseas expedition team returned yet?"

"The head coach is in a hurry." The boy put down his hood and showed a somewhat flamboyant face. He turned his head and looked behind him, "You can't catch this ball now, and besides... I haven't seen you for a long time."

"By the way, who are you?"

"It's me, Echizen Ryuya!"

"……who is it?"

"Hey." Echizen Ryuya approached Ryoma in frustration, "You don't even forget your big brother, do you?"

Echizen Ryoma, who had completely forgotten about it, turned his face with disgust, and turned his gaze to the auditorium. He seemed to vaguely see a girl in red waving at him over there.

——Are you someone you know too?

Echizen Ryoma pressed the brim of his hat. What happened before the national competition made him forget too many things, but it doesn't matter, what should be known will always be known again.

"Hey, little one!" Echizen Ryuya squeezed Ryoma's shoulders and shook them vigorously.

"Ah?" Echizen Ryoma regained his senses for a while, and when he looked at the auditorium again, he found that there was no one there.

"I said you won't really forget, will you?"

Echizen Ryoma did not answer this question, but pointed to the front, and asked hesitantly, "Just now...is there someone there?"

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