"That's why I admit that our school's equipment and teaching content are not complete enough! But that's our fault, the students did nothing wrong! " Holding a cheering ball made of pink silk bags in both hands, Tsukuyong Xiao Meng, who was wearing a cheerleading uniform, appeared in front of Ito Sei and blue-haired earrings, who came over to take a look after hearing the sound. She waved her arms and said excitedly to the man in a dark blue suit with a pair of glasses on his face standing in front of her. He looked like a scum of the society.
"Hmph. Isn't the lack of equipment also because your students' qualifications are too low? If there are any results, the board of directors will also increase the funding. Hehe, a school like yours that produces trash shouldn't be able to pass the application, right? "The cultured man raised his hand and pushed the glasses on his face as he looked down at Moe Xiao Meng and said sarcastically. Then he changed the topic and continued, "Ah, I heard about it, teacher. I heard that your class's final ability test results last semester were very bad, right? It must be very hard to manage so many failed products. "
"Students … students don't have any success or failure! They only have their own personalities. Everyone is working very hard! How … how can we abandon them for our own benefits!! "Moe Xiao Meng's eyes were filled with tears as she argued.
"Is this an excuse to hide your lack of ability? Hahaha, your opinion is really ambitious, do you want me to wake you up in reality? Let the elite class that I've nurtured beat up your Xing Things until they're black and blue. En, the competition held here is the [Wooden Stick Competition], right? As a competition school, I want to give you a piece of advice, I hope you do your warm-up exercises properly, so that no one gets hurt later. "The cultured man said jokingly.
"You …" Moe Xiao Meng said angrily.
"Last time, you made me look bad in front of everyone, this time I'm going to make you pay for it in the arena broadcasted by the world. We'll be a bit gentler, but if your failed products are too weak, then I don't know. "The cultured man said mockingly.
Hearing this, Sei Itō and Blue Hair Earrings basically understood. It was nothing more than Yueyong Xiaomeng refuting the refined man's theory or research results in a certain [Society] held last year, causing the refined man to lose face. As a result, he developed resentment towards Yueyong Xiaomeng, who was purely acting from the perspective of a student and did not consider the cause and effect of the matter. This time, it just so happened that the class team led by Yueyong Xiaomeng had become his opponent. He was prepared to ruthlessly make Year 1 Class 7 suffer a crushing defeat in order to achieve his goal of humiliating Yueyong Xiaomeng.
The reason he came here to look for Moon-Yong Xiao Meng was to taunt her before the match. He also wanted to see Yueyong Xiaomeng's expression of despair and helplessness.
After saying that, the refined man ignored the disappointed Yueyong Xiaomeng and laughed complacently as he turned around and left.
"… It's not like that." Yueyong Xiaomeng, who was standing still, lowered her head. Her shoulders trembled slightly as she said in a trembling voice, "They aren't trash, right?"
Sei Itō who heard everything looked at Blue Hair Earrings and Blue Hair Earrings, then turned around to look behind them. However, they did not know when, but all the students in the class had gathered behind them. He stood there with a silent expression.
"Alright, you all heard it, right? Just now, everyone was complaining about how they were bored and exhausted … "As the male class monitor, Blue Hair Earrings looked at everyone with a rare serious expression and said," Now, I'll ask again. Do you all really not want to win? "
With Yueyong Xiaomeng's matter as motivation, all the students were shocked after Blue Hair Earrings finished speaking. They looked at Blue Hair Earrings as if they were ready to die. They looked like they were ready to listen to Blue Hair Earrings' orders at any time.
Blue Hair Earrings turned around and looked at Blue Hair Earrings in the team and said, "Hairdresser, you arrange it."
"Okay!" Hairdresser agreed without hesitation. Then, he walked to the middle of the crowd and arranged the battle strategy for the [Wooden Stick Wrench Competition] under the gaze of all the students.
In the heavy atmosphere, the time for the [Wooden Stick Wrench Competition] finally arrived.
The so-called [Wooden Stick Wrench Competition] was a common competition in the military camp to snatch the military flag. However, compared to the competition in the military camp, the [Wooden Stick Wrench Competition] was directly divided into two teams, one attacking and one defending. The defending team had to set up a tall pole behind them. They would use positional warfare to welcome the attacking team's challenge. It would only end when one of the two teams was completely wiped out, admitted defeat, or the wooden stick wrench was used.
According to Hairdresser's battle strategy, Year 1 Class 7 chose to be the attacking team. After all, in the entire class, other than Sei Itō who did not directly state his ability level, the strongest ability user in the class was only Lv.3. Most of the others were Lv.1 or Lv.2, and some were even incompetent. Compared to the team led by Gentle Guy whose ability level was around Lv.2 or Lv.3, the difference was too big.
As the competition began. Sei Itō, Kamijou Dangma, Blue Hair Earrings, Tsuchimikado Motoharu, Hairdresser, and the other high school's Year 1 Class 7, and another high school's class led by Gentle Guy appeared on the competition field. They stood 80 meters apart from each other.
The moment the two sides stood in place, the first row of the defending team members all extended their arms. They launched a superpower attack at the students of Year 1 Class 7 that rushed towards them.
In an instant, a large amount of lightning, fire, water balls, psychokinesis, or other long-range attacks landed in the middle of Year 1 Class 7's team. The sand that was specially watered to prevent dust from flying into the air created holes of varying depths. At the same time, a large amount of heavy sand flew up from the holes and formed a gray fog that covered the students of Year 1 Class 7.
The intense battle made the spectators on both sides immediately excited as they cheered loudly.
…
Ten minutes later, under the efforts of everyone, Ito Sei and Tsuchimikado Motoharu, as well as Kamijou Touma, this shit stirring stick, Year 1 Class 7 won the wooden stick competition. Although in terms of the result, almost all of the students had different degrees of injuries on their bodies.
"Why … why does everyone have to work so hard! If everyone doesn't have fun at the Great Tyrant Star Festival, then it's meaningless. Winning or losing isn't important at all! T … teacher is not happy at all when she sees everyone injured like this …!! " Tsuchimikado Xiaomeng, who changed back to her usual pink dress, stood at the contestant's passage with a medical kit in her hand. She looked at the students who were walking back together with each other with tears in her eyes.
It was just that the students, who didn't care about the injuries at all, seemed to have discussed it beforehand. They didn't explain to Tsuchimikado Xiaomeng who was crying, and they scattered in twos and threes.
"Hmm … Japanese school life is quite interesting. It seems that it's a pity that I chose to skip a grade and stay at home to study." Sei Itō also left the crowd and walked toward Inticus, The Last Work, and his temporary guardian, Yoshikawa Kikyo.
But at this moment, a woman who was about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a dark gray work uniform, with blonde hair that seemed to have been carefully curled, and holding a long wooden board about 1.5 meters long and 70 centimeters wide tightly wrapped in a beige cloth in her right arm, completely attracted his attention.
"That's … Oriana Thomson with the title [Tracking and Blocking] …" Sei Itō's eyes followed the blonde woman as she walked. Then he turned around and quickly chased after the blonde woman.
Since the other party might be Oriana Thomson with the title [Tracking and Blocking], Sei Itō's tracking method was naturally more careful and secretive. He completely concealed his aura and diverted his gaze to avoid attracting the other party's attention. Then, he cleverly followed Oriana Thomson by stepping on her blind spots.
Halfway through, Sei Itō saw that the crowd around him was getting smaller and smaller. Afraid of attracting Oriana Thomson's attention, he turned around again. He took out his mobile phone and opened the map of the surrounding area while quickly circling to Oriana Thomson's path. Then, he switched the screen of his mobile phone to a match and pretended to be a young man who wasn't paying attention to his surroundings. Coincidentally, he bumped into Oriana Thomson.
After taking a step back, Sei Itō raised his head and looked at Oriana Thomson.
Oriana Thomson had fair skin like most Westerners, but unlike them, the pores on her skin weren't thick. On the contrary, they were very delicate and didn't have thick hair that affected her vision. Her blue eyes exuded a dazzling aura and a somewhat lazy temperament. The most eye-catching thing was that the work clothes she wore only had a buckle at the chest area to restrain her full breasts, leaving her abdomen and navel directly exposed to the air. At the same time, the buckle and belt of Orianna Thomson's work uniform weren't properly fastened, revealing a portion of her abdomen and her Apollo's belt on both sides. She looked like she was taking it off, but she wasn't. It was very tempting.
"Gulp." Sei Itō pretended to be a young man who was being seduced. He stared at Oriana Thomson's exposed chest and abdomen and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Oh my god. I'm sorry, I'm really not used to so many people. Does it hurt anywhere? " Oriana Thomson placed her free left hand in front of her and closed one eye. She apologized in fluent Japanese with an embarrassed tone.
"No, it's nothing." Sei Itō, who seemed to have just recovered from his shock, quickly shook his head and said. Then, he glanced at Oriana Thomson who was holding a square board and asked curiously, "Are you working?"
"Yes, I'm working. If it's okay with you, little brother, I'll leave for a while." Oriana Thomson smiled.
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