[Comprehensive] The system is full of malice to me

What is the tennis manager equivalent?

Get up close and personal with the male god!And it's very close!

The girls of Lihai University almost immediately signed up when they saw the news of the tennis department recruiting a manager on the forum.They don't care about what they have to do, how tiring it will be, they just want to tease the male god openly.

So Liu Lian had a headache.

The registration list was compiled by him, and the mailbox was full, all of which were girls' personal information. He had to select the list of candidates for the second round of interviews based on the only registration requirement that Yukimura specially emphasized was "good cooking skills".

He once again sacrificed a little sleep time. Before the interview tomorrow, he must select the qualified girls and let the president of the support club announce the list on the forum.

Excluding those who did not perform well in housekeeping, there are still a lot of people who can show their skills. He made a very long list.

There are quite a few girls who can cook.

He suddenly remembered the mysterious curry rice cooked by Yukimura during the campsite training last time. The black ball smelled like a paste. He would finish it at that time, it must be because he was too hungry.

The list is posted on the forum.

On the second day of work, the members of the Second Army and the Three Armies practiced on the tennis court, and the candidates stayed in the activity room and were responsible for the interview of the club manager.

The area of ​​the activity room of the tennis club is large enough, but the girls who came for the interview still crowded the entire activity room, and even blocked the entrance tightly.

"Wow, why are there so many people?" Marui twitched his eyebrows, startled by this posture.

Liu Lian'er poured a glass of warm water, swallowed a pill to relieve the headache, and said with a blank face: "These girls all meet the criteria of 'good cooking' as Jingshi said, and they are all excellent in housekeeping."

After taking the cold medicine, he walked to the lounge and said, "You can choose whatever you want." He made it clear that he didn't care about it.

Yukimura Seiki hadn't arrived yet, Liu Renji didn't pay attention to this matter, of course only Sanada was left in charge of the situation.But Marui frowned when he saw that he was just standing there with a heavy face, watching the girls pushing and pushing forward.

Oops, this terrible low pressure.

Marui Fumta shrank his neck and moved a little closer to Kuwahara.

The noisy atmosphere was out of control the moment Seiichi Yukimura walked into the activity room with his tennis bag on his back.The overwhelming shouts in an instant gave people the illusion that the ceiling could be overturned.

"Ahhhhhh—Jingshi, we love you!"

"Yukimura-kun, we will always support you!"

"The Son of God has no dead ends, and Li Haida has no dead ends!"

"Yukimura..."

Yukimura was stunned for a moment, and then surrounded by a group of girls.

"...Thank you for your support." Yukimura smiled helplessly, and cast Sanada with a look similar to asking for help.

It would be fine if they just simply talked to him, but they all started to get started, pulling his sleeve hem, grabbing his arm and telling him their admiration.Even if he was as black-bellied as he was in this situation, his smile could hardly hold on.

"Get me out!"

Finally, Sanada shouted to end this embarrassing situation for Yukimura.

Nana Enomoto went to the entrance of the tennis department and saw a bunch of girls coming out.

She had also heard about the recruitment of the manager of the tennis department, but she did not expect that the scene would be so grand. She even saw several important cadres of the student union.

She stood outside the activity room for a while, and Yukimura had already seen her.He also called her over.

"Is Enomoto-san looking for me?" he asked.

"There is something I want to discuss with Yukimura-kun."

Enomoto Nana directly ignored the probing gaze thrown by a certain red-haired boy, "Next month, a TV station will come to Lihai University to shoot, and the teaching director asked us to rearrange the school's flower garden, but the student union is not particularly good at this, so I think Yukimura-kun, the president of the gardening club, should give me good advice, right?"

Rearranging the school garden was not difficult, at least for him.

"Can Yukimura-kun help?" He didn't answer for a while, but Nana Enomoto asked again.

"I'll go to the flower garden when I'm free, but I probably won't be able to do it today."

Nana Enomoto knew that he agreed.

"Yukimura-kun just contact me when you are free. I will go to see the flower garden with you. You can write it down while you talk about it. This way the efficiency will be much higher."

Yukimura nodded, "If necessary, I can also ask the members of the gardening club to help."

"Very good suggestion, please trouble Yukimura-kun."

When Yukimura walked her out of the activity room, he heard a scream from the other side of the tennis court.

The two stopped suddenly.

"Minister, Minister! Hasegawa is injured! Come and have a look!" I don't know if it was a member of the Second Army or the Third Army, squatting beside the injured Hasegawa, waving his hands in a panic.

Yukimura asked Nana Enomoto to wait for him, and then walked over. The members gathered together, and there were inexplicable and miserable cries from the crowd.

"what happened?"

Yukimura saw the surrounded boy sitting on the ground, his left arm was red and swollen, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.

"Can you still move your hands?" He asked softly.

Hasegawa tried to move, and immediately grinned, as if it was very difficult to raise his hand slightly.

"This is troublesome." Yukimura didn't know what kind of sports injury it was, so he could only offer the most pertinent suggestion, "Send it to the health room."

After he finished speaking, someone bumped into the crowd beside him, and the next second he turned his head to meet Nana Enomoto's gaze.

"I'm a little curious," she said.

I wonder why a boy can cry like this.

Yukimura watched her walk over to hold Hasegawa's arm, leaning over to observe, black hair slipped from her shoulders.Hasegawa looked up at her, his eyes were still watery, but his cheeks were flushed, and the sound of sobbing stopped for a while.

"Dislocated, minor problem," she concluded, turning her head to look. "It just looks serious."

Yukimura was surprised by her familiarity, and asked, "Is there any way to deal with it?"

Nana Enomoto nodded, then stared at Hasegawa closely, and tightened her grip on his arm.

"I'll help you put the bone back, it might hurt a little." Thinking of the boy crying just now, she narrowed her eyes and said, "I should be able to hold back the pain, after all, he's a boy."

Hasegawa gritted his teeth and nodded desperately.

Yukimura rubbed his chin thoughtfully, feeling that love is really great.

Grab your hand, squeeze it tightly, find the right position, and use your strength——

Nana Enomoto thought that this wave of operations was fairly stable, and the bones returned to their original positions smoothly.Abandoning Hasegawa who was staring like she had lost consciousness, she walked out of the crowd, leaving behind a chic back.

"Are you sure he's okay?" Yukimura sent her out of the tennis court, and looked back at the dazed Hasegawa, who didn't look much better than before.

Nana Enomoto also glanced at Yukimura, "It's okay, maybe it hurts stupidly, and I will recover later."

Yukimura looked her up and down for a while, "Have a lot of research on these? It seems that he also knows some first aid measures."

"When I was in junior high school, I was the manager of the basketball club, and I often encountered various sports injuries." She answered casually, and when she turned around, her long black hair wavered, "Then, I will wait for your contact, Yukimura-kun .”

"Well, goodbye." Yukimura said with a smile.

The girl's figure disappeared around the corner, and he was about to walk back to the activity room when he heard a burst of exclamation from the court——

"Minister! Hasegawa was in so much pain... that he passed out!"

Yukimura's brows and eyes were tinged with helplessness, he subconsciously shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Send it to the health room."

Because Sanada was very angry, the matter of recruiting the manager was at an impasse.Yukimura didn't say anything, recalling the fear of being surrounded by girls still lingering in his heart.In the end, it was Marui who brought in Mio Kurita, an elementary school girl from the third year of junior high school, saying that she was the child of his distant relatives, and he wanted to call him brother according to his seniority.

Kurita is a handsome and gentle guy, and she doesn't seem to cause any trouble at all. It is said that she is the first in the grade in the home economics class.But after all, the third year of junior high school is a very sensitive period. The entrance examination should be the most important thing. The club manager has too many things to do. Sanada is a little worried that it will affect the little girl's study.

It wasn't until Marui said that her grades were above average and she could go straight to Lihai High School without any problem, so the manager was decided like that.

Sanada has no objections for the time being, and neither do the others. As for Yukimura, as long as the other party can cook and won't grab his clothes and say "I love you" to him, naturally he has no objections.

Nioh didn't arrive at the tennis club on time today because he was on duty. As soon as he entered the field, he found that there was an extra girl among all the men. I heard that Fumta Marui was the one who found her, so as soon as he put down his tennis bag, he leaned towards him, winked and said: " Marui, your boy did a good job of keeping secrets, when did you hide from the girlfriend we are looking for?"

"Fuck you! This is my sister." Knocking him away, Marui thought about it and explained a little more clearly, "Cousin."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at his cousin who was holding a notebook and learning how to observe the training of members with Liu Lianer, "Mio, although this guy's training menu will be doubled in the future, this guy always grabs my snacks. You don’t need special care, it’s considered revenge for your brother.”

"Hey, your brother is teaching you how to avenge yourself, don't listen to him fooling you."

Kurita lowered his head while holding the notebook, his ears turned red.

At this time, Sanada, who walked out of the activity room, saw a certain candidate who had arrived late, so of course he couldn't let it go easily, "Nioh, I'm late for the job, 30 laps."

"I'm on duty today, I didn't come late on purpose." King Ren frowned, feeling a little wronged.

"Did you tell us you were on duty?"

. ...Damn it, he really forgot!

He thought about what else he could say to save the situation, and saw Yukimura walking out of the activity room.

"If King Ni doesn't want to run away, how about fighting with me?" Yukimura showed a very friendly smile.

Nioh didn't speak, and immediately ran out of the tennis court quickly, and started to run around the track very consciously.

So Sanada couldn't help but glance at Yukimura, it seems that Yukimura's deterrent power is better than him.

The author has something to say:

Sanada: Yukimura, you fucking won again!