[Net King] Hey, hey, I'm a passerby

At Shinjuku Subway Station, a boy with dark blue hair was wearing a light brown school uniform embroidered with Emperor characters, carrying a big tennis bag, holding a piece of paper in his left hand, and said in a low voice: "Well...it should be Here comes the platform."

After speaking, he turned around and looked at the passing pedestrians and the various stop signs of the subway, and only then did he see the boy's appearance clearly.

He has a very delicate appearance. He wears a pair of glasses to cover a pair of slightly round peach blossom eyes. He has a high nose and a beautiful wheat-colored skin. His two thin lips are complaining dissatisfiedly: "Tokyo is so messy and troublesome." , anyway, go up first and then talk." After speaking, he jumped on the tram with the door open in front of him.

However, when the tram door was closed and he looked out through the glass, he found that some students wearing the same school uniform as him had stepped onto the tram opposite him. The boy leaned close to the glass and said in surprise: "Oh no, it The tram in the opposite direction is right."

Before the words were finished, the tram moved forward, and the young man could only watch the opposite tram getting further and further away from him...

At the same moment, in the auditorium of the Junior High School of the Ice Emperor Academy, the gray-haired boy took down the microphone and said proudly: "Listen carefully, I will say it first, from today onwards, I am the emperor of the Ice Emperor Academy!" The auditorium was suddenly silent, and everyone looked at the proud young man on the podium.

"This Ice Emperor Academy has a first-class teaching environment. Whether you want to use it or kill it is up to you to decide. Don't indulge yourself too much. Use your own hands to grasp the fulfilling campus life, ahahaha, hahaha!" The boy's words and laughter resounded throughout the auditorium, leaving behind freshmen with different expressions.

In the corridor of the Ice Emperor Academy, three teenagers were discussing the ceremony just now.

"That guy is called Atobe, really, there is a terrible guy." The red-haired boy complained.

And the long-haired boy next to him frowned slightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's just a first-year student but he says he's an emperor or something. I don't know how high the sky is and the earth is thick, so let me stop!"

The curly-haired teenager behind put his hands behind his head and said with a smile, "But, this is also quite interesting."

Do you know the next sentence of the red-haired boy, that guy seems to have handed in the application form for the tennis club? The long-haired boy next to him frowned: "What, didn't that bastard become teammates with us!!"

A burst of noise drowned out what the boy was going to say next.

Looking at the cafeteria that is comparable to a high-end French restaurant, the gymnasium with the latest equipment, the sparkling hot spring swimming pool, and the multimedia classroom that is similar to a movie theater, all the teenagers were amazed.

First-year Class A of San Sieluca Girls' Academy is introducing herself:

"My name is Nanami Risa. I graduated from Tokyo No. [-] Elementary School. My hobby is cooking. Please give me your advice." After speaking, there was a killer smile, and everyone looked at the brown-haired and brown-eyed girl in front of them. Smiling is comforting.

It was the turn of a certain black-haired beauty, with a blank expression, "Nishi Chuanyi, please advise me." Seeing the self-introduction of this cold beauty, Li Sha slandered in her heart: Hey, the conversation was normal just now, and now she is pretending to be cool , is definitely a boring show.

At this time, there was a voice of discussion next to her, "She is Nishikawa Yi, so cool." "She was also the national primary school girl judo champion last year." All of a sudden it became worship, judo champion!

But she is so thin, can she really do it?

The discussion became quieter, and Lisa realized that the beautiful woman named Ayumi had come on stage, "My name is Yagami Ayumi, and my hobby is tea ceremony. Please give me your advice." The soft voice and beautiful smile made everyone intoxicated , Waiting for everyone to realize that the beauty has already stepped off the podium...

On the platform, a certain blue-haired boy is still lost

In the Ice Emperor Academy, the gray-haired boy enjoys the praise and exclamation of everyone

Time passed bit by bit, the blue-haired boy finally found the school, slumped on the bench and complained to his cousin: "Yeah, I got the wrong tram and got lost, it's really horrible, and I didn't find any delicious food Takoyaki, really, Tokyo is not fun at all,"

Seeing a group of people running past, the boy said, "That's it for now."

Standing up, he asked suspiciously, "What, that commotion?"

And when he walked to the tennis court, he saw all the seniors from the tennis club lying on the ground, and the gray-haired boy on the opposite side said that he would be the king of the Bingdi Tennis Club from today onwards. The boy objected, and was severely abused by the gray-haired boy.

The blue-haired boy walked to the tennis court and said frivolously, "I'm so useless, to play with a first-year student."

The provocation in the words seemed to have aroused the dissatisfaction of the gray-haired boy, and the two began to compete.

When the gray-haired boy held the racket with both hands, the ball hit back just hit the wrist of the blue-haired boy, and bounced high again. With the setting sun as the background, the boy smashed the ball. "Waltz of Destruction!" surprised everyone present , the boy who landed lightly raised his left hand, "Let's indulge in my master's beauty!"

The referee announced: "The game is over, the winner Atobu 6-4"

The audience cheered, I don't know if it was because of the magnificent skills, or because of the youthful youth.

And the blue-haired boy can only sigh, he is really a gorgeous guy from beginning to end.

Under the setting sun, the teenager on the tennis court smiled happily,

And a certain blue-haired boy made a phone call: "Kenya, I retract my preface and come to Tokyo. It's really great."