[Comprehensive] Perfect Raiders

"Hey, have you heard? Someone confessed to Suzuki-senpai again."

Gossip and gossip are always indispensable in the rest time after school, and a specious gossip can arouse all the enthusiasm of hormonal middle school students.

What's more, the protagonist of the scandal is Suzuki Suzuka, a figure in the third grade of Lihai University Affiliated Middle School.

"How courageous, you actually have the courage to attack that 'Li Hai Ji'."

"It seems to be a senior in the third grade of the basketball club. I heard that he is quite handsome! But he was rejected..."

"Of course, I also know that Suzuki-senpai would never fall in love with such a middle school student."

"Hmm... I can't imagine what kind of boy Suzuki-senpai would like."

"Yes, I always feel that no one is worthy of Suzuki-senpai."

"...Actually, Suzuki-senpai and Yukimura-sama are a good match. One is the manager of the tennis club and the other is the manager. It's like a setting in a girl manga."

"You say that..."

The loud noise startled the girls chatting together.

"Hey!" The girls who interrupted the conversation turned their heads angrily, restrained their anger when they saw who it was, but still complained, "Kirihara-kun, what are you doing."

Leaning on the chair impatiently, Kirihara Chi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his kicking the table just now, he just curled his lips: "It's not that you guys are too noisy."

"It's too much!"

"Kirihara-kun is so annoying!"

……

There were some half-truths and half-fake complaints among the girls, but because the target was Akaya Kirihara, the ace of the tennis club, there was not much real anger among them.

Kirihara's motor nerves are super good, and he looks handsome, so even if he has a bad temper and often irritates others because of his low EQ, his popularity among girls is still not low, and his low-altitude flying performance and bad temper can even Add points to bad attributes.

But the topic finally bypassed Suzuki Suzuka, a name that would make Kirihara Akari feel bored just by hearing it from others.

Lie back on the table, Kirihara intends to continue to supplement the interrupted sleep. He thought of the training that was punished by Vice President Sanada because of the early training, the club activities after school, and the stupid manager who had just been confessed——

"Kirhara... Kirihara Chiya!"

"Ah? Ah—!" Opening his eyes slightly, Kirihara was immediately awakened by the enlarged version of the English teacher's face. He suddenly recovered from his sleepiness, and even jumped up from the chair in fright.

After all, not everyone can withstand the impact of a middle-aged man at such a close distance.

Kirihara even felt that he could see his loveless reflection in the reflection of the English teacher's bright Mediterranean bald head.

The English teacher, who was so angry that several veins burst out on his head, stretched out his arms and pointed outside: "Now, immediately, go outside for punishment!"

As a result, laughter broke out in the class, and Xiao Xiao was so active.

Kirihara Chi, who resisted to no avail, could only obediently go to stand in the corridor outside the classroom, and he didn't stand up obediently, but leaned against the wall and slacked off. This is not the first time the grade ace, super rookie, has been punished to stand.

Thinking of what kind of training punishment Vice Minister Sanada and Senior Liu would make if they knew about it, Kirihara Chi was even more discouraged, leaning against the wall weakly.

At this time, he saw someone in this place who would never appear anyway.

Kirihara straightened his body abruptly, he immediately realized that this was too stupid, he relaxed his body again, but was slightly tense because of the inexplicable emotions welling up in his heart.

He pretended to be nonchalant and looked at the person, with some kind of expectation that he didn't know.

That person was the center of the previous topic, the rumored "Tachihime", the manager of the Rikkai Tennis Club - Suzuki Suzuka.

Not long after school started, it happened to be April when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. It was the best weather, with a breezy breeze, but it would not make people feel cold. Suzuki Suzuka walked slowly in her Tachikai University uniform.

The rigorous black suit jacket was worn on her body like a tailor-made dress, elegant but not serious, the black skirt two centimeters above the knee revealed her fair and fragile knees, which swayed slightly as she walked, and the knee-length stockings outlined her Showing slender calves and ankles, attracting peeps.

A holiday has passed, and she seems to have developed a little bit. Her already good figure has become more sexy. It is the age of transformation from youthful to mature. Girls at this age are more lovable than ever, not to mention It is Suzuki Suzuka who is more beautiful than anyone else.

But these are not what Akaya Kirihara, a single-brained sports idiot with only tennis, games and food in his head, can notice. He just intuits that Suzuki Suzuka looks a little better than before.

"Kirhara..." Seeing Akaya Kirihara standing outside the classroom, Suzuki Suzuka sighed, "Are you staying up late to play games again?" Good-looking people are good-looking in everything they do, even if they sigh, they look like a fairy Blowing on the magic wand.

The young man who was poked was at a loss for words for a moment, and turned his head depressedly: "...it's because Uncle Mediterranean's class is so boring, he just said nonsense that he didn't understand."

Humming inexplicably, Suzuki Suzuka smiled a little while holding the information in her hand: "You... Be careful that you fail the English subject again in this exam."

He raised his head bravely, he, Chiya Kirihara, is such a smart genius, could he be the kind of person who can't even pass a mere English test?

"You idiot." Suzuki Suzuka pulled out a hand and flicked Kirihara's forehead, "...If you can't participate in the tennis match because of games and English, Sanada will 'kill' you."

"Hey..." Because of this rare intimacy, it was a little strange that Kirihara Akaya's well-developed motor nerves did not allow him to block Suzuki Suzuka's attack, or in other words, subconsciously, he did not want to refuse at all.

Seeing that Suzuki Suzuka was about to leave, Kirihara stopped her and saw her stop. Kirihara wanted to ask about the confession, but seeing Suzuki Suzuka's face, he couldn't open his mouth strangely, so he had to ask a boring question. Question: "What are you doing here? Aren't you in the third grade?"

Holding up the materials and waving at Kirihara as a farewell, Suzuki Suzuka laughed: "Send the materials to your grade director."

That smile was gentle and intimate, completely different from her usual polite smile, as if the beauty in the painting had suddenly stepped out of the canvas, giving Kirihara Chi also a different feeling.

It's the kind of opponent who gave him a smash, and he was not only unable to fight back, but even unwilling to fight back, watching the tennis ball fall on his court, that feeling...

Unexplainably happy, unexplainably disappointed, Kirihara Chi also had a heart for that idiot, "You actually called me an idiot, Mr. Kirihara, what a self-righteous manager..."

"Who am I for, that game idiot—"

"Cut, original, red, also!"

The roar of the English teacher shook the entire corridor of the second grade.

"I told you to stand as a punishment, not to talk to yourself outside!" The angry English teacher's face was as dark as the blackboard full of English letters.

"Huh? When..." Kirihara shrunk his neck amidst his roar, his face was also gloomy, "—this is really the end."

Suzuki Suzuka, who walked far away, faintly heard Kirihara Akaya's name, and she stopped by the window.

Staying up late to play games and still have the energy to complete the rigorous tennis training, and also to cope with schoolwork, the energetic teenager is really energetic, and she is not at all the same as her fake girl.

Just thinking about the days to come, she felt a suffocating panic and exhaustion.

But seeing Kirihara Akaya's increased favorability, Suzuki Suzuka breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking towards his destination.

She finally got the survival points for this week.

I can go on living again.

"Kihara!"

As soon as he arrived at the tennis court, he was severely reprimanded by Sanada as expected.

Liu Lianji, who was in charge of formulating training plans for members and collecting data from tennis clubs in other schools, also mercilessly added a series of training items to Kirihara.

Even Akaya Kirihara, who was physically fit and often punished, couldn't help but let out a desperate scream in the tennis court.

Marui Bunta, who is also the main candidate of the tennis club, snickered next to Kirihara who was still preparing to practice sit-ups in order to watch a good show: "Who told you to sleep in English class, and was yelled at by the teacher during the penalty stand .”

"Senior Marui, you are so annoying." Kirihara raised his upper body from the ground, not daring to be lazy at all, and could only glar at the sarcastic senior.

"You know it's embarrassing at this time? Do you know that in the afternoon, your name resounded throughout the hallway, even the third graders could hear it, what an embarrassment to the tennis club." Marui blew a huge bubble deliberately in front of Kirihara's face Bubble.

Disgusted, Kirihara Chi also turned his face away, but fell to the ground because of his unsteady center of gravity.

"Haha, this is a lesson for you to ruin the reputation of the tennis club."

"Marui, come back to practice quickly, Sanada is here!" Marui Bunta's partner Jack Kuwahara saw that something was wrong and kindly reminded him, but it was a step too late.

"Over there! Marui, what are you doing, hurry up and go to training!"

"Hey, I got it!" Standing up straight, Marui quickly ran back to his partner to continue training.

After finishing the additional training of sit-ups, Kirihara sat on the ground with his hands behind his back and took a breath, "Che, Marui-senpai isn't that bad." He didn't remember what he looked like in front of Sanada at all.

"Speaking of which, where's the manager?" Taking advantage of Sanada's inattention, Marui quietly talked to Jack again.

"Probably still in the student union. After all, school has just started, and the student union should be very busy."

"That's right, that guy Yagyu didn't come either." The bubble that blown up suddenly deflated, Marui put it back in his mouth and chewed, and found that he couldn't taste any sweetness, so he ran to the trash can and vomited .

"Are there any other questions?" Sitting at the chief of the conference table, Yagyu Hiroshi pushed his glasses, confirmed that no one raised any objections, and nodded, "Then, the meeting is over."

Suzuki Suzuka, who was sitting next to her, also smiled when she heard that the meeting was over. There were still a few documents that had just been sorted out in front of her.

The members of the disbanded student council also talked a lot on the way out.

"Great, the meeting is finally over."

"Be content. This student union is already the most efficient. Such a decisive president and efficient vice president are rare."

"I heard that Vice President Suzuki was personally promoted by President Yagyu."

……

After the meeting, Liu Sheng stood up from his seat. His good upbringing made him look very tall and straight at all times.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Thanks for your hard work."

After saying this in unison, Yagyubi Lushi and Suzuki Suzuka were both stunned.

In the clear and clear boyish voice, the sweet and soft female voice is very clear.

It was Suzuki Suzuka who broke the silence first, and she burst out laughing, "It's rare to see the president like this."

The glasses concealed the uneasiness in Liu Sheng's eyes well, and he replied vaguely, "Really."

"There is also tennis training, let's go together."

"kindness."

The handsome and tall boy and the beautiful girl walk together on campus, and they are eye-catching pictures wherever they go.

But because it was Yagyu and Suzuki Suzuka, the curiosity in everyone's eyes was a lot less. After all, we all know that these two people are the president and vice president of the student union, and they are also the main candidate and manager of the tennis club. It is not very strange to walk together things.

"Nakagawa from the basketball club seems to have caused you some trouble." On the way, Yagyu mentioned it lightly.

Suzuki Suzuka looked at Yagyu, "It's not troublesome, it's just that the school has just started, and it just happened to become a source of gossip for everyone."

Hearing this, Yagyu already knew that Suzuki Suzuka didn't take this matter to heart, and he was able to solve it by himself, so he shouldn't continue on this topic because of emotion and reason.

But he still couldn't stop the words from spilling from his lips.

"Really, what do you think of him?"

Oops.

Tilting her head, Suzuki Suzuka didn't wonder why Yagyu asked this question, she was just thinking about how to answer this question, and then she immediately gave the answer: "It's not my type..."

So what type do you like?

He almost asked, but this time Liu Sheng's rationality finally played a role, and he restrained himself, even though this question had been circling in his mind for a long time.

But Suzuki Suzuka took it on her own, "The person I like has to like me very much, many times more than I like." At this point, she smiled, so beautiful that people can't look directly at her , "Because, I am a very greedy person."

Even though Yagyu had known Suzuki Suzuka for a long time, even though he had always been calm and self-possessed, he still swayed in that smile, he looked away and sighed in his heart.

This is not greedy at all, probably because there are many, many people who like you, admire you, and love you so much.

That Nakagawa...don't you like it enough?

Maybe, that kind of love that is so strong and terrifying is indeed daunting. If you get too close, you may be blasphemy, if you are too far away, you will not be able to desire... It is scary.

This is not suitable.

Yagyu Hiroshi warned himself again.

Whether it's the timing, the place, or the object - it doesn't fit.

This is not suitable.

Suzuki Suzuka told herself.

Now is not the time, take your time.