[Comprehensive] The Light Chaser

On the first day of becoming a detective in the spirit world, I rescued a group of little milk dogs who were too hungry to walk because they were separated from their mothers... Yao.

On the second day of becoming a detective in the spirit world, I helped the old man who was dying and wanted to see his first love to find the maple tree demon (who turned into a human and came out to play when he was young).

On the third day of becoming a detective in the spirit world, in order to comfort the friendless crow, he played stone throwing with him all night.

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"Are detectives in the spiritual world doing this kind of work for helping others?" Nioh couldn't believe it, "A volunteer in the monster class?"

"That's because you're just an intern, kid." The white fox waved his paw, "There are only the most basic tasks during the inspection period."

"...How long is the inspection period?"

"How many years?" White Fox said casually, "Isn't it good that the work is easy?"

"No, that's not what it means..."

It's that I used to be troubled by not being able to see youkai, but now I find that not being able to see youkai is really a good thing.No wonder even the beckoning cat of Natsuki's family can call itself a big monster. The little monsters in this era are really pitiful.

As usual, when the boy returned home and closed his eyes, he waved his paws and sent people a "good dream". The white fox squatted on the telegraph pole and yawned.

"It's time to get busy again..." He whispered.

The job of a detective in the spirit world is not easy, and it is easy because the difficult part has been dealt with in advance.

The Xianshui Shinobi back then was really knocked down by the cruel facts because he spied too many truths about the human world in the process of being a detective in the spirit world.With lessons learned from the past, the white fox is naturally very careful.

He looked up at the moon, jumped up and disappeared into the night.

Ten minutes later, in an alley in another city, jackals trying to get rich and kill were blocked in the innermost alley.

"You... who the hell are you?!" The jackal who couldn't escape raised his head and howled.A barrier appeared on the wall behind him, blocking his last retreat.He could only turn his head and stretch out his claws.

The white fox walked on the catwalk in the shadows, with a pair of bright yellow eyes that were extraordinarily bright.

Looking at his "petite" body, the jackal yelled, "Go away!"

"Shut up, it's too noisy." The white fox raised its paw and waved, and the jackal screamed.

He clutched his neck and opened his eyes wide: "You... are you..."

"I'm a detective from the spirit world~" the white fox said with narrowed eyes.

"Lie! The new detective of the spirit world is obviously a middle school student!" The jackal who came out after inquiring about the news couldn't believe it.

The white fox tilted his head, his fingers circled in the air, and the jackal curled up as if tied by some transparent rope.

"No, it's me," he said.

"Obviously... the contract was signed with the name..."

"The name is the shortest curse. I know you will say that. But—" He stepped on the jackal's eyes with his paw, and the originally tall jackal screamed and lost his breath.

The white fox pressed again, shrinking the jackal to the size of a palm before stuffing it into its paw.

"It's not just that brat called 'Nio Masaharu'." The white fox said lightly.

The cleaning work at night lasted for several hours, and the white fox did not return to the corner outside Renwang's house until it was confirmed that the area in charge was clean.He fumbled from the air, took out a piece of white paper, folded it into a thousand paper cranes, and threw all the monsters that he had shrunk down on it.

The thousand paper cranes wobbled and flew a few meters before disappearing into the air.

The white fox yawned and lay down on the ground, and glanced at the pale sky.

"It feels like I haven't been this busy in hundreds of years." He said to himself.

But he wanted the little devil to have a certain amount of power, but he couldn't let the little devil's power exceed a certain limit, the degree of which could only be controlled carefully by himself.Sure enough, it was still the brat's fault, and he could only make more efforts if he made any explicit hints.

"Can't you practice selflessness, different dimensions, and other moves? Everyone else can do it. Why do you still believe in science when you watch others play ball?" The white fox flicked his tail and decided to let him The kid brought himself barbecue rice balls.

He really broke his heart because of the kid.

A few days later, Lihai University's first regular selection competition of the new school year began.The Big Three and Nioh held a two-day meeting for the competition, in order to balance their strengths as much as possible.

For this reason, the four of them were naturally divided into four groups.

"It's a pity." Nioh glanced at the battle table, "How many times did I fight Sanada last year? Three times?"

"It's okay to be in the same group again." Liu Shan said understandingly.

With a dark face, Sanada snorted, "No, I don't want to fight anymore."

"Puri, do you hate me, Sanada?" Nioh joked.

Sanada twitched the corner of his mouth: "You can fight if you want, you promise not to become any one of Yukimura, Atobe, and Tezuka."

"That's boring." Nioh stuck out his tongue, "But Sanada, when did you learn to complain?"

"Too slack!" Sanada folded her arms and closed her eyes.

There is no controversy about the new batch of positive candidates.

The return of the king, Yukimura, announced that his position as the Son of God has not changed through the main selection competition, and Kirihara also used the main selection competition to show his strength as the highly anticipated "next minister" - when he played against Chi Yan, Entered a wonderful state: five-dimensional promotion, sensitive perception.Although his red eyes and barking hair make him look terrifying, but...

"Are you okay?" Niwang went to see Chi Yan who went to the infirmary after the game.

Chi Yan, who fell several times to catch the ball and was hit by a tennis ball on his knee, sat on the chair in the infirmary and shook his head: "It's okay. I..."

He bit his lip and raised his head: "Senior Nioh, that move of Kirihara-kun..."

"Are you afraid?" King Ni asked, "When you see a tennis ball hitting you."

"No, how could I be afraid of tennis." Chi Yan retorted.He clenched his fists and lowered his head: "Is it okay to play like that?"

Play like that?

"Violent tennis?" Nioh looked out the window, and couldn't help but think of the match between the Japanese high school team and the US team last year. "In fact, violent tennis is a major genre of tennis in Japan. You should have seen Shiraku and Nagoya How do those Kansai schools in Xingde play ball?"

He turned his head and looked at the top of Chi Yan's head: "If you can't accept it, be strong enough to defeat Kirihara, and then convince him. Now he defeated you, so—"

"The winner has the right to speak, I know." Chi Yan exhaled, "Senior, I..."

"You don't agree with such a view." Nioh said, "It's okay. But at least you can't change it now."

After all, the rules are always written by the winners.

Having said that, King Ni still went to find Liu.

"How did you and Sanada train Kirihara?" he asked, "Is this state really okay? It looks unstable."

"We wanted him to enter the state of selflessness, but failed." Liu was very calm. "The red eye state is indeed very unstable, and from the perspective of improving strength, it can only be said to be so-so."

"If you can control the five-dimension in the red-eye state to a normal state, then the advantages outweigh the disadvantages." Nioh commented, "Will the five-dimensional increase further if you enter the state of selflessness in the red-eye state?"

"It's worth exploring." Liu opened the notebook, "But I thought you came to Xingshi to inquire about crimes?"

"What?" Renwang was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Xingshi asks the crime? No, there is no need."

"That's violent tennis."

"If you lose, you lose. What method should you pursue?"

Liu glanced at King Ni in surprise: "So that's the case, do you think so? No wonder."

Renwang saw Liu Zizi muttering to himself and began to write notes frantically. After waiting for a while, before he could speak, he simply walked away with his racket.Still, he thought, there wasn't enough time to practice.own strength...

On weekends, he still made an appointment with Yagyu to practice.

He and Yagyu's special doubles training unknowingly resumed during the winter vacation of the second year of junior high school.

At the beginning, it was just a "special training" proposed by Marui to help him practice doubles moves, but after the resumption of school, it gradually became a practice for him and Yagyu.Although Nioh didn't say it, Yagyu knew what Nioh wanted to practice.

homology.

People who usually don't tell the truth are so simple in their persistence that they can be understood at a glance. This kind of incredible thing happened to Nioh so that people can take it for granted.

When Liu Sheng discovered this, he thought helplessly, forget it, why am I angry with him, is he really a person who was spoiled and brought up, so self-willed and self-willed so righteous.

Of course, Yagyu did not admit that he and Nioh were reconciled.

"We can't even call ourselves friends, so it's strange to say we're reconciled." He told Liu that way.

Liu Weiwei opened his eyes and looked at him, showing a subtle smile: "Well, so that's the case."

Liu Sheng pushed his glasses.

The practice of developing rapport has not been all that smooth.

The tennis styles of both of them are too obvious, not only can't be said to be complementary, but even a large part of the offensive and defensive positions overlap.Even the rhythm of the game is completely different.

But neither of them said anything unnecessary but continued to practice hard.

He didn't call to stop, so why should I say that?

Probably they are all competing with this idea.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work." Nioh, who was still stuck on the spiritual resonance, straightened up.

He can capture Liu Sheng's spiritual power and feel the changes, but it seems that no matter how he influences him, he can't achieve the expected effect.

"You're so stubborn, Mr. Chairman?" He turned his head sideways.

Liu Sheng didn't change his expression: "There's no way, I can't force myself to be controlled."

If he can't feel Nioh's spiritual power, let's talk about it.For example, the scene when I went to Hakone for a training camp during my second year of junior high school.

This is not going to work, both of them know it, but they don't want to bow their heads first, and they don't want to admit defeat first.

So it's really difficult...

Nioh put away his racket and planned to go home for personal training later.

Then he saw the wig in the tennis bag.

"Hey, Yagyu, I have an idea—" He turned around.

"?" Liu Sheng turned his head and saw the wig that King Ni was holding in his hand.The blue-purple one was used by Nioh in the main selection competition before, but he never took it out.

"I can order brown ones." Nioh said, "It's very fast, and it will be ready in three to five days."

"You mean..." Liu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

He met Niwang's eyes, and he groaned in his heart.

"Then let's order a white one by the way." Liu Sheng raised his hand and pushed his glasses, "Deposit or full payment?"

"Just treat it as an early birthday present from me." Nioh casually stuffed the blue-purple wig back into the tennis bag.

Liu Sheng was silent for two seconds: "No, once you think of a wig as a birthday present... please give me a birthday present when the date comes, Nioh-kun."

"It's really strict, Yagyu." King Ni raised his eyebrows and laughed.