[Comprehensive] Become the Son of God

"what?"

Ziyuan Limu was stunned for a moment, still expressionless on the surface, but actually panicked inside.

What unspeakable secret?Yukimura-kun didn't tell her anything unspeakable! ! !

With a cold face, Sanada put his hand on the shoulder of 'Yukimura Seiichi': "Yukimura, if you are not feeling well, don't hide it from us. We will worry about you."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't guess that she wasn't Yukimura, I was so scared to death.

"I'm not sick."

"Back when you suddenly fell ill, we were not prepared, but now we will not allow any dead ends in your body!" Sanada said, increasing the strength in his hands.

Murakihara Riki: ...Brother, if you don't let go, I will resist!

Listening to the vice minister telling the story of the former junior high school word by word, Murakihara Riki vaguely remembered what he heard about the tennis club when he went to see his younger brother's national competition, so that Yukimura Seichi is now swapping bodies with himself Yukimura Seichi? ? ?

A sudden serious illness, was deprived of the right to play tennis, tried his best to stand up again and want to win the championship.

But he was intercepted in the middle of the road, and his dream was shattered.

"So you must not hide it from us!"

"very pitiful."

Sanada: "Yukimura? Who are you talking about?"

"Ah?" Ziyuan Limu came back from the memory, "I'm saying I'm so pitiful."

Sanada:? ?

willow:? ?

Yagyu:? ?

Yukimura is really sick! !

Seeing the burning eyes of the three people opposite, Ziyuan Limu felt cold: Damn, did she say something wrong for them to find out? ? ?

Yukimura, I may have to explain here in advance.

"Yukimura, take a good rest." Sanada patted her on the shoulder vigorously, turned and went out with a sad face.

"Xingcun, you... well, take a good rest." Liu opened his eyes and looked at her for a while, Mo Lie sighed softly, and left with Liu Sheng.

Yukimura · Murasakihara · Seiichi: Smile.jpg

Where did you guys go? ?

Compared with Murakihara Riki's almost exposure, Yukimura, relying on his high IQ and high EQ, is a duck to water in Yangquan University.

It's just that because of his gentle personality, more and more people have sent love letters to 'Ziyuan Limu' recently, which made him quite distressed.

"Senior Murasakihara, I fell in love with you from the first moment I saw you. When I saw you, my heart beat as fast as a deer. When I didn't see you, I felt that life was extremely boring. So please date me!" The tall and thin boy raised the love letter full of his heart with both hands above his head, and handed it to the girl he liked.

Once again, Yukimura Seiichi, who was invited to the corridor and confessed to the courseware, was smiling, with a real heart

The girl frowned, with a sad face: "I am very grateful for your liking, but if you delay your blood studies, I will feel extremely guilty. Therefore, I believe that you will be very good in the future."

"Thank you senior for your encouragement! Although you rejected me, I will definitely not let you down, I will definitely impress you!!" The boy straightened up, made a promise with great momentum, turned and ran away.

As soon as the person disappeared, the smile on the corner of Yukimura Seiichi's mouth fell.

Even though the appearance is a girl, the experience of being confessed by the same sex is really not very pleasant.

"Ah, our little pears are becoming more and more gentle, so some children have forgotten how mighty you were when you tore the iron sheet with your hands." After the boy who confessed to him left, Asakawa Yasa came forward and hooked 'Ziyuan Limu 'Neck, said with emotion.

This is Asakawa Yasa, a good friend of Murakihara Riki, in class 3 of the third year, not in the same class as Murakihara Riki, and also the head of the Women's Bow and Arrow Department of Yangquan High School.

Murasakihara Yukimura Riki: What are you tearing up? ? ?

Cleverly avoiding Asakawa Yasa's intimacy, Yukimura Seiichi took a step back and opened the distance between the two of them.

"You used to refuse directly because you asked someone to compete with you to tear the iron sheet. How did you come so directly? This is suddenly so gentle. No wonder some people are starting to move again."

"Tired from tearing recently?" Asakawa Yasa raised her eyebrows and asked curiously.

Yukimura Seichi followed the trend: "Well, it hurts a little. So it's better to use another method."

Asakawa Yasa: "Why do I think Xiaolizi, you have a strange way of speaking recently?"

"You used to say that you won't be tired if you add another two catties."

Yukimura Seiichi: Yes, is it?

"The main reason is that there is no one now, so I won't tear it up." Seiichi Yukimura looked up at the big clock hanging on the teaching building. "Class is about to start, so hurry back to class."

"Okay." Asakawa Yasa said, but still followed Yukimura Seichi, "Are you free this week? Let's go out and play together."

"I don't have time this week. I already have an appointment with someone to go to Tokyo. I'm so sorry."

Asakawa Yasa waved her hand: "It's fine if you don't have time, so I'm sorry, I'm unfamiliar."

"In that case, then I'll go find Eri. Be careful in Tokyo, and call me if you need something." Asakawa Yasa gestured a mobile phone next to her ear.

Yukimura Seichi nodded with a smile, and Asakawa Yasa turned her head and left.

Looking at Yasa Asakawa's back, Seiichi Yukimura sighed slightly.

It's not that Yasa Asakawa has been testing him vaguely these days, not because he didn't realize it, but because the soul exchange between him and Murakihara Riki was so bizarre that even if he explained it, he might not believe it.

Moreover, the geographic distance between the two people is too far apart, and it is also a big problem to find a solution together in peacetime.

But tomorrow I should make an appointment with Murakihara Riki to meet up in Tokyo.

You should be able to understand the reason for this body swap.

Yangquan University is located in Akita, not far from Tokyo.It takes three hours by Shinkansen.

On Saturday morning, Yukimura Seichi got up early as usual, ready to go out for a run, and today he will not carry out the daily barbell lifting activities with Murasakihara's father.

Normally, looking at this girl's thin arms, she doesn't look like someone who usually undertakes such a difficult project.

And it's done perfectly.Not like the weightlifter's arms he'd seen on TV.

After exercising and taking a shower, Seiichi Yukimura changed his clothes, found a schoolbag among the countless cute and funny bags hanging by the girl's door, put it on his back, said something to Murasakihara's father, turned around and went out .

Getting on the Shinkansen, Seiichi Yukimura leaned on the seat, folded his arms around his chest and began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

Murakihara Riki doesn't like to keep a diary, so Yukimura Seichi can only rely on his own observations to see the people at home.Fortunately, Murasakihara's family has a relatively carefree personality, and Yukimura Seichi has gradually learned about the composition of the family.

Ziyuan Limu, a third-year student at Yangquan University.There are three older brothers and one younger brother in the family. The brothers have inherited their father's excellent genes, and their heights are all above 190. The most exaggerated is the younger brother Atsushi Ziyuan, whose height has reached 210cm, and there is still a tendency to rise.

And Ziyuan Limu has a whole body of strange strength, and his daily exercise is to lift barbells with Ziyuan's father, starting at 100 catties.

If you don't know Murakihara Riki, Yukimura Seiichi probably can't imagine a girl who is no taller than 165, delicate and pretty, lifting a barbell?

Then the reality told him that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

Murakihara Riki doesn't have many friends at school, and Asakawa Yasa has one, and the two are not in the same class, so it's easier to deal with.At the same time, Murakihara Riki also served as the deputy director of the shot put department.

Like Murakihara Riki who doesn't know tennis, Yukimura Seichi doesn't know anything about shot put.

When the two of them put it together, Murakihara Riki directly took a week off. Anyway, she didn't often go to the shot put club for training.A decision will be made after the two meet in Tokyo on the weekend.

As time went by, more and more people got on the carriage, slowly getting crowded.

Not long after, there was a weird cool feeling on the side of the leg, climbing up the ankle, Yukimura Seiichi frowned, opened his eyes, and glanced around.There are four people next to me, a girl wearing a cute LO skirt, a sleepy office worker holding a briefcase, a delinquent boy with a lollipop in his mouth, and one who is applying lipstick and dressing himself up white collar.

Yukimura Seiichi frowned, and closed his eyes again.

After a while, the cold feeling climbed up again, this time it was more exaggerated, the position was already close to his thigh, and there was a tendency to gradually move towards the root of his thigh.

"boom--"

"Boom-"

"what!!!"

The crowd screamed for unknown reasons.

Grabbing the salty pig's hand almost immediately, the moment Seiichi Yukimura opened his eyes, he lifted his foot and kicked the man's knee. The kicked man screamed in pain and fell to his knees.

Seiichi Yukimura clasped his wrists, and both arms were clasped behind his back.

The long mirror in his hand was also snatched by Yukimura Seiichi and held in his hand.

"Asshole! Let go of me quickly, or I'll make you look good!" The man was twisted by Yukimura, his face contorted in pain.

"Mr. What? You don't feel sorry for what you did, do you?" Yukimura Seichi said, exerting force on his hands, and the man screamed in pain

"What nonsense are you talking about!! It's not me! It's him!!!" The man blushed and shouted at the boy next to him with a lollipop in his mouth, "I'm helping you!"

Yukimura Seiichi had a cold face, and after raising his hand high, he squeezed the oral washer in his palm directly into a ball of discus.

There was a deathly silence all around.

"..."

The man's face turned pale.

In the past, when there were many people, I would touch the little girl's thigh from time to time, but the little girl has a thin face and a weak personality, her eyes are red from holding back, she is about to cry, and she won't make a sound.

As the days went by, he became more and more unscrupulous.

When I got in the car today, the first thing I saw was this little girl sitting in the corner with her eyes closed.She looks really good, like a doll.

But who would have thought that this doll is a King Kong Barbie.

"Yes, I'm sorry." The man fell to his knees and wept bitterly, in stark contrast to his unrepentant appearance before.

Yukimura Seiichi: ...He just couldn't control his strength.

Not long after, the sergeant of the car came and took the man away.

In Japan, sexual|harassment and obscenity|obscenity are not easy offences.

"I hope, sir, you can reflect on what you have done in prison."

The boy next to him with a lollipop whistled in the direction of Yukimura Seiichi.

Yukimura Seiichi smiled at him and raised his hand.

Give it a firm grip.

The boy with the lollipop in his mouth turned cold for no reason and slipped away.

Three hours later, the Shinkansen stopped at Tokyo Station.

Yukimura Seiichi received an email from Murakihara Riki on his mobile phone, saying that he was already at Tokyo Station.

It takes about four and ten minutes from Fujisawa City, Kanagawa to Tokyo.

almost.

Thinking, Yukimura Seichi dialed his number.

"beep--"

"beep--"

"Hi, hello, I'm Ziyuan Limu." The familiar voice on the other end of the phone said an unfamiliar name.

Yukimura Seiichi lowered his eyes.

"Murashihara-san, hello, I'm Yukimura Seichi."

"Where are you?"

"Ah, look back."

Yukimura Seiichi turned around as he said.

'Myself' is standing not far away.

It's been a long time, Yukimura Seiichi.

First time meeting, Murakihara Riki.

The author has something to say: I feel that I should write about the great Son of God lifting iron.

Otherwise, the daily routine of lifting iron will not count.