[Comprehensive] Disaster caused by SMS confession

According to legend, you can target either Kitagawara or Fushimi Saruhiko, but you must not target both of them together.

Later, Bei Chuanyuan pondered over this sentence, but he couldn't figure out what the actual meaning of this sentence was.

Nioh Masaharu rolled his eyes at that time, "If you think about the meaning of this sentence, it is just like the sentence itself, it has no meaning."

"Then do you want something meaningful?" Koizumi Hongzi took advantage of the situation and handed over a piece of paper, "Sign up for club activities."

"Isn't this Kuroba's job?"

"He left beforehand."

Nioh Masaharu first ticked the tennis club naturally, and then ticked the drama club under Kitagawara's surprised eyes.

"It doesn't look like you know anything about this."

"I think he just wants to play cosplay." Liu Sheng interjected, "The club mainly focused on cosplay at first, but it seems that it was changed to a drama club because the school didn't approve it."

"I'm missing you," Koizumi Hongzi frowned slightly, "Hurry up, I'm busy too."

"Actually, I think you are suitable for clubs that need hands-on activities." Anyway, you can't sit still all day long.

Kitagawara was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Masaharu Nioh with strange eyes, "There should be no clubs playing hooligans here."

"..." Nioh Masaharu looked at him speechlessly, "Can your brain circuit not be so developed?"

"Then the track and field club."

Koizumi Hongzi pointed to the reason for the application below with a pen, "within 50 characters."

"All right!"

Kitagawa's principle was written very quickly, and Nioh Masaharu took a look: exercise running skills, and then you can go to bed later every morning.

The reason is very practical, but...

Nioh Masaharu kindly reminded, "This club has training every morning, and they arrive half an hour earlier than ordinary students."

Then he saw Kitagawara running towards Koizumi Hongzi at an astonishing speed.

Liu Sheng pushed his glasses, "Actually, he is quite suitable for this club."

***

In the end, Bei Chuanyuan still failed to redeem his tragic fate of becoming a member of the glorious track and field club.

"With your speed, you still haven't caught up with Hongzi Koizumi?" Nioh Masaharu was surprised.

"We have caught up." Bei Chuanyuan said, "The content on the paper has also been changed."

"Then who are you?"

"I knocked down the president of the track club. He's lying in the infirmary now because of me."

Nioh Masaharu felt that he could almost guess what would happen next.

Then Kitagawara described the scene in a language that was clearly jump-watched.

"Cough cough," the president coughed in pain, every breath seemed to be exhausted, "Beichuan-kun, with my situation, I'm afraid I will miss this year's competition."

(Nio Masaharu: Are you sure you just knocked him down, he looks terminally ill, okay?!)

"President..." Kitagawara gripped the other party's hand in pain, "I'm sorry, it's me...it's all my fault!"

"It's okay..." The president showed a comforting smile, but he couldn't hide his fatigue, "It's just... I have a wish."

"Cough," the president shook Kitagawara's hand back, "You have great potential. If it were you, I believe you can do it."

"Please...cough...replace me as the pillar of the track and field club!"

(Nio Masaharu: ...Did he steal someone's lines?)

"All in all," Kitagawara concluded his affectionate performance, "that's it."

Nioh Masaharu stared at him for a long time, and finally said in a complicated tone, "You should actually apply to another drama club."

Must be very promising.

***

The final result was unexpected. Kitagawara was eventually dismissed from the club, and he did not transfer to the drama club that Nioh said was promising.

To be precise, he is now at a stage where no society dares to take him.

"How did you get kicked out of the club on the first day you joined the club?" Kaito Kuroba was the one who signed up for the club in charge of the class. The head teacher informed that there was still one person waiting to be dealt with.

"It stands to reason that you shouldn't be able to find clubs. I remember that your sports performance is quite good. You should be able to apply for sports clubs."

"It's a big mistake," Koizumi Hongzi said sarcastically, "From the current situation, it should be that he can't apply for all sports. Well, but I think that no one would dare to ask him for non-sports gone."

"By the way, you, like your deskmate, are lonely now. We don't even have a club in our grade, only you two are left."

As far as Fushimi is concerned, let’s not say that he himself has no intention of joining any club, and others will not invite him just by seeing that face.

As for Kitagawara, it was purely self-inflicted.

The president who sincerely invited Kitagawara to join the track and field club with tears at the beginning also sent him away with tears in the end.

"At the very beginning, I thought Beichuan-kun has amazing foot strength, which is especially suitable for track and field sports, but what I didn't expect was that," the president looked at the wooden door of the club activity room with tears on the verge of being kicked, "Your foot strength It’s so amazing, it’s really not suitable to stay in this society anymore.”

"So why are you kicking other people's doors if you have nothing to do?" Nioh Masaharu was puzzled.

"Actually, he has done a good deed," Koizumi Hongzi, who knew the truth, said calmly, "otherwise he would not only be unwanted, but also heavily in debt."

At that time, someone had leg cramps while doing stretching exercises inside. It happened to be a lunch break at that time, and there was no one passing by. Only people like Kitagawara who were afraid of getting lost and started early would go there.

Hearing someone shout, of course he carried him to the infirmary.

Nioh Masaharu still didn't find anything wrong, "So what does this have to do with you kicking his door?"

"That door must be broken somewhere, anyway, I can't even get in if I die." Bei Chuanyuan scratched his head helplessly, "I think the screams inside are so fierce, why don't you just use it to kick it when you are impatient."

"That door is very difficult to kick. I kicked it several times, and now my feet are still numb."

However, Kitagawara, who longed for comfort, only received Nioh Masaharu's silent gaze.

"You mean the physical education classroom on the first floor of the three teaching buildings?" Nioh Masaharu's eyes showed a trace of pity and sympathy, but Kitagawara's intuition told him that it was not sympathy for his feet or the fact that no one wanted him now .

"You know."

"I think the main reason why you can't get in..." Masaharu Nioh paused, and then there was no more.

At first, Kitagawara thought Nioh Masaharu's hesitation and refusal to finish his sentence was particularly hateful, but later he found out that it was actually even more hateful when he finished speaking.

"That door," he draws his tone, the teasing smile inside can't be hidden, "it opens to the outside."

In this way, it is only a ghost if you can push it in.

***

Bei Chuanyuan thought that he would grow old alone forever.

Until Qing Shiji Qingji from the next class came to him.

"Student, I think you are very talented and very suitable to join our ghost detective agency!"

"What's that?" Why does it sound like some biography.sales organization...

"No, I think it's better to forget it, after all, you should all know what happened before—"

"Is that important?" Qingshi Qingji asked back, "What I value is your talent, your talent. Even if you will bring property losses to my society, compared to your own value, those Not worth mentioning at all."

"Right, Lu Sheng?"

Nuliang Rikusheng, who was forcibly pulled over, was forced to nod his head, thinking that you must gather five people because of the new club.

Kitagawara was very moved. There are really not many presidents who can ignore past suspicions like this.Although he really didn't know what kind of talent he had that could be related to a supernatural detective.

"Okay, I'll join."

As soon as the words were finished, Qingshi Qingji took out the application for membership like magic, "Sign it, and you are ours."

Sure enough, it still sounds strange... But these are not the main points in the eyes of Bei Chuanyuan now.

"Then where is our activity room?"

Nuliang Rikuo looked at Kitagawara's expectant eyes, and decided to entrust this task to Kiyoshi Kiyotsugu.

Qingshi Qingji put one hand on Beichuanyuan's shoulder solemnly, "This is the goal we must fight for."

"……what?"

"The new club doesn't have a club activity room yet."

So kick whatever you want.

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"[Comprehensive] The boss of the winery doesn't do anything"

Kurosawa Qing, who was forced to become the boss of the organization by his adoptive father, only wanted to eat and wait for death at first, and relied on his adoptive father's capable subordinates to reach the pinnacle of life.

Until those capable subordinates lost their horses one after another, Kurosawa found out that they were either from the FBI, or the CIA, oh, and the damn Japanese police.

There is only a trace of warmth left in the organization handle who has been sneering at him all the time.

In addition to internal worries, there are also external problems.

The Yokohama port mafia next door is eyeing it, and a famous Italian mafia family travels across the ocean to get a piece of it.

Heroes who have just dealt with the enemy alliance and have nothing to do occasionally come to play a role.

Kurosawa Ao: ...

Quit it, quit the winery boss or something!

*In order to balance the abilities of each character, there are many private settings in the world view

*The main character is a salted fish trying to pretend to be a boss

*As always, brainless ooc and all kinds of strange arrows on the protagonist, cp undecided