[Net King] Unparalleled Lucky

Not to mention the replacement battle ten days later, it can finally be said that it was the first night of the reunion of all members. A group of children with excess energy began to run around the dormitory to have fun.

Then there was a dispute for some reason, and another pillow fight started in full swing.

"Boom!"

"Oh, why did you hit me!"

"Sorry... ah, who hit me?!"

"Look at my—!"

"Boom!!!"

Surprised by the huge critical attack outside the door, Ninja looked around, Kenya, Sakata, and Kamio in his own dormitory were already sound asleep, no matter how loud the noise outside seemed to have no effect on them.

He had no choice but to go out and see by himself.

Buckwheat husks fell on the ground at the door.Looking at the messy pillows flying in the corridor, he got a general idea.

However, this is not a goose feather pillow. If it contains buckwheat, it should be very... cool?

"Pillow fight..." If Xiang Ri was in the same dormitory as him, he would have dragged him out long ago.It's a pity that his dormitory is full of guys who sleep like pigs as soon as they touch the pillows. It doesn't seem to be interesting to go out to play alone.

Thinking of this, Renzu subconsciously planned to close the door and go back to read his pure love novel.

"It's so noisy, you fools!" Atobe's voice in pajamas was quickly drowned in the noise of others.

"Hey, that's too much!"

"Obviously you started it first!"

"What?! Obviously it's you...!"

Actually ignore him!Atobe took a deep breath.

Standing behind Atobe, Ninjazu wanted to say that at this time, your voice and figure can't attract their attention at all, it's better to let Huadi stop it.

But before he could say it, he watched Birch walking towards them with a tray of brewing tea through the flying pillows.

Apparently, Atobe saw it earlier than him: "Huadi, let them be quiet, my uncle wants to..."

Then, Kawachi just walked over without paying attention to Atobe.

Shinobu's eyes widened and his jaw didn't drop.

That's right... Huadi, who has always only listened to the words of the Atobu, is really missing? The Atobe walked by! ! !

Did he not wake up today or is it raining red? ? ?

After crossing the 210 of Atobe and the 212 of Shinozu, Kabuchi opened the door of 214 straight.

Then, the same voice as Atobe's came from inside: "Thank you, Huadi."

"..." Renzu glanced at Atobe in complete disbelief, then glanced at the note on the door that had been changed to 'Nioh Kingdom', and for the first time sincerely admired Nioh's COS technology.

"It seems that even if you move to 214 now, Atobe will not recognize you." Ninzuzu finally gave Atobe a knowing blow, then silently closed the door of his dormitory, away from Atobe's disbelieving face, Finally, he covered his stomach and laughed.

This is the first time I have seen such a look on Atobe's face!

Atobe stood at the door, looked at the two closed doors in front of him, and gritted his teeth listening to the noise of quarreling in the corridor.

It's really... unpleasant!

After Tezuka left 201 at the end of the corridor, Shiraishi finally moved in.

No matter how noisy the outside was, the three inside were still in harmony.

Baishi, who was packing his luggage, was the first to carefully place the flowerpot on the desk that he had been afraid of falling.

"What is this plant?" Yukimura, who loves gardening, was a little interested.

Shiraishi carefully adjusted the position of the flowerpot, which made Yukimura quite agree with it: "Aconitum is a poisonous weed."

"Poisonous weed..." Yukimura somehow felt a little familiar.He suddenly remembered that when he took Fuji to the Lihai rooftop for the first time in the first grade of junior high school, Fuji had said that a person would definitely be interested in those poisonous plants.Now it seems...it seems to be Shiraishi?

Seeing that Yukimura seemed to be thinking about something, Shiraishi shifted his gaze to Yukimura's pot of cornflowers that bloomed just right: "This pot of cornflowers of Yukimura-kun is blooming really well."

Facing his pot of cornflowers, which he had worked so hard to raise, Yukimura quickly softened his face: "I wanted to bring a pot of small daisies during the training camp, which is easier to raise, but this pot of cornflowers is given to I don't worry about anyone, so I can only bring it here in the end."

"Hey, it must have been given to Yukimura-kun by someone very important, right?" Shiraishi could tell at a glance that this potted flower was definitely taken care of delicately, and was very curious about the faint smile on Yukimura's face.

Yukimura glanced at Fuji, who was just propping his chin and not participating in the discussion, and nodded: "Yes, he is a very, very important person."

The smile deepened.

Shiraishi's curiosity has reached its peak, and he said in surprise as if he just discovered it: "Look carefully, the color of this pot of cornflowers is very similar to the color of Yukimura-kun's hair and eyes, the person who gave the gift really put his heart into it." .”

"This potted flower was given by him when I was sick and hospitalized, and it once withered because of transplanting." Yukimura can now recall that period of the past very plainly, "It has been with me for so long, and it can be regarded as his flower. This is the first gift for me. This pot of cornflower will always have the most special meaning to me."

Fuji looked at Yukimura's eyes staring at him more and more as he talked, and slightly shifted his gaze, pretending to change the subject: "Ah, my cactus will bloom at some point."

"It opened on the day Tezuka left." Yukimura replied meaningfully.

"Is that so, I didn't even notice it." Fuji met Yukimura's eyes, and said indifferently.

Fuji: Shiraishi is still here, pay attention.

Yukimura: Tezuka knows, and Shiraishi will find out sooner or later.

The two of them communicated with each other with eyes, and Bai Shi, who sensed something wrong with the atmosphere, hurriedly said, "Ah, by the way, it's great to be able to bring plants in, otherwise I really don't feel at ease leaving them at home."

In the end, Fuji pointed to Yukimura: Are you sure he can find out by himself?

"Ka—" Suddenly, the door behind them was opened.

Apart from Yuta, no one dared to open the door of dormitory 201 without knocking.

Yuta gasped: "Brother, the pillow fight has started again! It's more important to evacuate quickly... Ah!"

The flying pillow hit Yuta's face very precisely, making him lie straight on the ground.

In fact, even if Mrs. Yu didn't come, no one would dare to extend her magic hand to the dormitory of 201.

But if you knock down Fuji's younger brother to the ground in front of Fuji...

"Yuta-kun!" Shiraishi knelt down and touched Yuta who seemed to have passed out.

Yukimura raised his eyebrows: Judging from his experience, Zhou Zhu is really going to be angry.

Buer picked up the pillow on the floor and shook it.Buckwheat husks are quite heavy.

"For a while, I want to do some exercise."

"I'll come too." Yukimura followed.Bullying Zhou Zhu's brother is no different from bullying your own brother, right?

Shiraishi really wanted to say: It's fine to go with a pillow, Yukimura, why are you helping with a coat and empty hands?

but……

He did a lot of things to add fuel to the fire: "The one who knocked Yuta down just now seems to be Mr. Jackal."

With such an interesting thing, it seems good for him to come and practice his hands?

The others who were fighting suddenly felt a little cold.

Then, they looked at Fuji Shusuke, who seemed to be spreading black air behind him, and the two smiling guys behind him...

"Department, Minister..." These are all the brats at Lihai University.

"Haha, Baishi..." These are the main candidates of Sitianbao Temple.

"No, Fuji-kun?"

"what--"

Shiraishi looked at the guy who was knocked down by Fuji directly with a pillow, picked up two pillows very calmly, and exhaled on each side.

Then Yukimura continued to smile softly.The strange thing is that as long as he walked past those people, the others would hand over the pillows in their hands as if in a daze.

Yukimura accepted them one by one.

Buer stopped his movements and tilted his head: "Can mental power be used in this way?"

Yukimura embraced the nearly full pillow and smiled, "It's very convenient."

Doing what you learn and what you sell, Baishi looked at those two guys who used their mental power to perfection, and suddenly began to sympathize with these children.

One, two, three...

"If you don't mind, Shiraishi, lend me the pillow you're holding too?" Fuji smiled.

"Ah, no problem." Handing the last two pillows to Fuji, Shiraishi stepped aside, and finally reminded, "The one who just knocked down Yuta-kun seems to be a jackal."

"Bang!" The two piles of pillows were gathered together to form a hill.

Fuji and Yukimura looked at each other.

"Crack! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Baishi covered his eyes, not wanting to see the miserable appearance of the jackal Kuwahara who had been smashed countless times.

"and many more."

"Huh? Jingshi won't be protecting you Lihaida at this time, right?" Fuji stopped what he was doing.

Yukimura stepped forward and threw the pillow in his hand on the ground, shaking his head: "I'm just worried that you're tired."

"..." Baishi wiped his sweat.Come on, Fuji obviously had a lot of fun playing, right?

"However, it's really boring to play with only us." Fuji laughed quickly, "How about..."

"Why not?"

"Hey, what happened to me just now?"

"Ah! Who hit me, my head hurts!"

"It's you……!"

"Obviously you started smashing it!!!"

Once again, the guys who were not affected by mental power seemed to have forgotten what happened just now, picked up the scattered pillows on the ground, and continued the next round of war.

However, this time...

"Ah! You hit me!"

"No, I clearly... Ah, you hit me!"

"Hey, I just...boom!"

With the help of Yukimura and Fuji's spiritual power, everyone, no matter friend or foe, began to throw pillows at each other.

"Whoa-"

The buckwheat husks continued to scatter in flying pillows and began to cover the floor.

Shiraishi stretched out his foot silently.

"Don't run—ah—boom!" The first one fell down.

The people chasing after him followed him and fell like dominoes.

"Ah...uh!"

"Boom! Vomit—"

Among the piled up corpses, Kuwahara at the bottom rolled his eyes.

Yukimura clapped his hands, swept away the dust that didn't exist on his body, and glanced at Shiraishi: "Good job."

What he praised was his timely stretching of his feet just now.

The three looked at each other and smiled.

Revolutionary friendship is built on bullying others.

From this point of view, Shiraishi can be regarded as a friend that fits their personalities.

So, the last Yukimura, Fuji, and Shiraishi went back very satisfied.

A mess left in vain.

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