The room chief's sword doesn't want to go home today

This conflict disappeared under Qingshou's sincere apology.

When he was about to leave, Qingshou was stopped by the hedgehog head.

"I'm a second-year student in the Tennis Club of Youth Academy, Takeshi Momoshiro, how about you?"

"Munakata Aomori, a third-year student at Hyotei Academy, is currently the manager of the tennis club."

"Manager...manager?!" Taocheng and the teenagers beside him shouted in surprise.

So the two of them combined are not as strong as other people's managers!

Shocked by the cruel reality, the two stared dumbfounded at Qingshou, who, being watched by them, even showed a friendly smile in order to show politeness.

"correct."

"Let's go, Munakata." Atobe broke the three people's gaze.

"Here we are, looking forward to seeing you next time~"

Aomori trotted to keep up with Atobe, and at the same time turned around and waved to the two behind him.

"Wait! I'm Fudomine's second-year Kamio!"

Finally realizing that he hadn't introduced himself properly, Liu Hai yelled at Qingshou, obviously he also participated in this competition, and he also needs to let the other party know his name.

"understood!"

Wait, Fudo Peak!Isn't it the team that defeated their Ice Emperor in the regional qualifiers last time?

Aomori observed Shimojibe's expression secretly, and he didn't seem to feel any discomfort because of the other party's self-introduction.

Sensing Aomori's gaze, Atobe turned his head.

"Ah, what are you thinking about that is not gorgeous?"

Waving his hand to show that he didn't think about anything, Aomori retreated to Xianghi's side. If he said it directly, he would definitely be killed by Atobe.

Afterwards, the group came to the tennis court under the name of the Atobe Foundation and began to practice independently.

After Qingshou showed his tennis prowess, he was directly dragged by Atobu to the court to be the King's sparring partner, and he was also asked not to let him down.

Qingshou: But if the water is not released, this place will be destroyed.

In the end, Qingshou still only showed one-tenth of his strength, which happened to be the strength that Qingshou showed in the first match against Taocheng and the others, and Atobe didn't seem to notice it either.

Seeing that Qingshou still has the faint strength to suppress Atobu, the others involuntarily put down the training in their hands and walked to the sidelines where the two were.

"So why Atobe didn't let Qingshou enter the main election?" Xiang Ri was puzzled, obviously Qingshou's strength was obvious to all.

Shinobu: "Atobe has his own considerations."

Although in his opinion, letting Qingshou join the main election will undoubtedly make their ice emperor's strength to a higher level, and in that case, Xiaojing will not stare at him every day and make himself serious.

As a genius recognized by the Ice Emperor, Yushi Ninzu actually lives in his heart a decadent boy who does not seek to make progress but only loves light novels.

Cilang, who has always "sleeped" the training, also looked at Qingshou with bright eyes.

"Munakata is so powerful, I really want to fight him!"

This practice match lasted until a 6-6 draw between the two sides. Noticing that Atobe's wrist had begun to tremble slightly, Aomori called a stop on his own initiative.

"My physical strength has reached its limit, and it's getting late, let's end it."

If he continued to fight, Atobe's wrist would be injured.

Seeing Aomori's intentions, Atobe snorted unappreciatively, but he didn't say anything against it, and walked out of the court with the racket.

"Today, my uncle will let you go."

What Munakata noticed was correct, my wrist has indeed reached the limit of force, but this feeling is really unpleasant.

Atobe walked to the sidelines and sat down coolly, without saying anything.

Other people who watched the game before had already done their own training when they hit 4 to 4. There is no way, the stamina of these two people is too amazing, they play one round enough for others to play the whole game up.

Atobe, who was drinking a drink, looked at Aomori who was chatting with Xiangri on the other side with an unclear expression. After seeing Aomori's amazing strength for the first time, he had the idea of ​​adding someone to the main election, but after the conversation with Mr. Munakata .

"Ao Shou is different from normal teenagers. If you want to recruit him into the tennis team, my suggestion is that it is best not to. You must know the status of the Izube family, and you should also know that there are people in this world other than ordinary people. A person with abilities, and Qingshou belongs to the category of persons with abilities."

"If Qing Shou, whose physical fitness has already surpassed human level, is allowed to compete, it will destroy the fairness of the game."

"And this is why Qingshou has never been in contact with human society before. Before his power can be controlled, I have an obligation to ensure the safety of other people's lives."

"So, Atobe-kun, can I ask you to take care of Aomori who is going to school for the first time during school? This is just a humble request from a father."

Cut, so why did my uncle agree to be this guy's nanny?

……

In the evening, after having dinner with everyone from the tennis club, Aomori took the tram home.

There were not too many passengers in the carriage, and only a few scattered people failed to get a seat. Thinking that there were only a few stops back to the station, Qingshou did not go inside the carriage, making sure that this place would not affect other people getting on and off At the back of the car, Qingshou stood still by the door.

As night fell, the lights of Wanjia flickered, Qingshou stared intently at these products of human wisdom, and couldn't help yearning for what a fascinating view it would be if he looked down from the highest point of the city.

Before when he appeared in the sky with the body of the sword, he had to concentrate on fighting Achi, and he couldn't take a good look at the world.

At this time, the radio in the car sounded, and it was time for Qingshou to get off at the next stop.

'Want to play a little longer...'

'Then don't go back. '

'But Asi and the others are worried. '

After the tram came to a complete stop and opened the door, Qingshou followed the other passengers who were also getting off and moved to get off.

Chi Jian couldn't get used to Qingshou's obedient and obedient character.

'Fart, with your strength, is it possible that you will be tied up? '

He sees that guy Qing Wang is an out-and-out control freak, playing jigsaw puzzles at a young age, not a pervert.

Reiji Munakata, who was returning home from work, suddenly sneezed, and a sudden chill hit him. He smiled, and it was better to send Chijian back as soon as possible.

The distance between the tram stop and the residence is exactly the limit distance between him and Qingshou's conscious world.

……

In the evening, Aomori used Munakata Reiji's computer to find a lot of yoga tutorials, and forcibly took Chijian to watch them together.

After reading the tutorial, the only thing they can think of is: the human body really hides infinite possibilities.

Trying to do the most basic stretching exercises, Qingshou felt his body creaking. Thinking that the yoga teacher could bend himself into a circle, he felt that yoga activities seemed not suitable for the hard-bodied Da The Sword of Mocles.

If you bend it forcibly, it may break.

After closing the video heavily, Qingshou enters the world of consciousness and sits opposite Chijian.

'Otherwise, Ah Chi, you try Tai Chi?Then you shouldn't have to worry about breaking yourself. '

Chi Jian, who was forced to watch a two-hour yoga video, couldn't take it anymore.

'Old... I don't need that kind of thing! '

Isn't it just to control his temper, he can do what the Red King can do!

Reiji Munakata, who reads on the surface but actually eavesdrops: Pfft.

He felt that Zhou Fang should also watch these yoga tutorials together, and he felt calm and refreshed just after listening to them for a while.

Seeing that Chi Jian was completely resisting and not cooperating, Qingshou sighed. Since A Chi didn't like it, he couldn't force it.

'Can Achi really do it? '

'certainly. '

Chi Jian said firmly.

'OK then. '

But controlling your temper is only the first step. You must first ensure that you have a stable mentality, and then you will have the most basic guarantee for the exercises on strength control later on.

Leaving the world of consciousness, Aomori put away the computer and returned it to Reiji Munakata, walked out of the room, and saw the happy expression on the latter's face.

Qingshou:?Did you see anything interesting?

Munakata Reiji: Watching the interaction between Akaken and Aomori every day, the exhaustion from working all day will disappear.

……

On Monday, Qingshou got up early to wash up. The Junior High Tennis Tokyo Tournament will start on the weekend of this week. Because of the failure of the last regional qualifier, the tennis club has been working very hard recently. As a manager, he has to do it at any time Data recording and analysis.

After arriving at school, after putting away his schoolbag, Qingshou trotted to the tennis court.

Holding the notebook and preparing to sit down on the sidelines, Qingshou was picked up in a very familiar gesture.

Letting Huachi bring herself to Atobe and coach Sakaki, Aomori looked at Atobe suspiciously, wondering why Atobe was looking for him this time.

The King of the Ice Emperor only threw the racket in his hand to Qingshou.

"Next, Munakata-kun, your job is to serve as the tennis partner for all the selected players."

Coach Sakaki spoke, then stretched out his right hand, index finger and middle finger facing the court, "Go."

Since Munakata has a strength that can be recognized by Atobe, if it is not convenient to participate in the competition, it should be okay to just conduct some internal practice matches.

Only then did Aomori notice that the racket that Atobe threw to him was a brand new racket, and he gripped the handle of the racket, which fit perfectly in his palm.

"My uncle's aesthetics don't allow me to send out a racket that doesn't fit my hand."

Atobe took his racket, "Okay, how long do you have to dawdle, the morning practice is almost over."

After finishing speaking, Atobe took the lead to walk to the court, and it seemed that he was going to play with Qingshou first.

"Okay, come right away."

Qingshou followed suit.

'Achi, is this what it feels like to be recognized? I'm so happy. '

'Huh, it's still considered that this human kid has vision. '

The author has something to say: a small theater with no responsibility

#室长的想悠计划#

Reiji Munakata: Aomori had to stay at home since he was a child because of his unstable abilities (Heaven), and finally he was able to go to school (otherwise he would inherit the family’s armored vehicle and become a social animal), and it was the first time he had a relationship with his peers (before he only Can fight and dance with evil outsiders every day), so as a father (pseudo), please ask Ajibe-kun (help manage Qingshou, don't let him always have nothing to do, can only play with gangsters, forks, and red swords ).

Atobe: Aomori is too pitiful, Munakata-san can rest assured!

Turn around and face everyone in the tennis club.

From today on, Qingshou is under the protection of my uncle, it is everyone's responsibility to take care of Qingshou! (Uncle seriously OOC)

After that, Qingshou, who was accompanied by someone even washing his hands at school: Huh?What's wrong everyone?

感谢在2020-01-1120:49:24~2020-01-1219:59:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 12 bottles of Hanmu Chongyou;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!