I am cursed by the strongest

Amid Xia Youjie's furious roar of "Wujo Wu, can yours be more boring", Wujo Wu laughed wildly.

Riko Tennai paid a little more attention there, and said worriedly: "Don't fight!"

Wu Tiaozhi looked very happy, holding his weak paws, and pretended to be deep: "Men express emotions with fists!"

Riko Tenuchi: "???"

"Zhijiang, don't wake up to the underworld plot in the TV series, it's all fake! It's not Shaking-M, why did you smile happily because you were beaten!"

"Huh?" Wujo Zhi blinked, with an expression of being overturned, "Why not? All the adults in the family are like this."

Tennei Riko hugged Gojo Zhi nervously, forgetting about Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie: "Damn! Zhichan and the others didn't do anything strange to you, did they?!"

Wutiao Zhi patted her to comfort her: "The ones who got beaten were all family members, because it was Ni-chan who did it. Don't worry, Ni-chan never beat me!"

Riko Tennouchi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing him say this - what a ghost!Wouldn't it be worse to have a brother who has a hobby of beating people around all the time? !

Wujo Zhi didn't know why Riko's expression could change so quickly, and it seemed that the other party was thinking about something so bad that it scared him.

"Kids! The squid is ready!" The loud and hearty voice of the barbecue stall owner brought them back to reality.

"Okay!" Gojoji immediately forgot about the idiot duo wrestling together, and Riko Tenuchi's worries were overwhelmed by the overbearing grilled squid.

"It smells so good ~ Shasha ~ Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

There were satisfied and happy smiles on the faces of one big and one small. The uncle of the barbecue stall seemed to be infected by such a smile, and he also showed a satisfied smile: "Just like it!"

"Uncle, can you bake two more skewers for us? But, but I don't have that much money now..." Wutiaozhi is not short of money, but isn't he coming to the beach?He just wore a hoodie to protect against sunburn, no pants, just a pair of swimming trunks, and nothing left to store money.Gojo Satoru gave him the money to buy these two skewers of grilled squid. Although he had extra money, such a large skewer of grilled squid was not cheap.The little money left couldn't even buy a string.

It costs money to buy things. Although he is not familiar with worldly affairs, Wutiaozhi still understands this point very well. With a shy pocket, he blushed and whispered to the stall owner in embarrassment: "Can you pay later? I can beg for food Make money!" When it comes to the skill of [begging for food], Wujouzhi even showed a smug expression on his face.

Riko Amane: "..." Why are you so proud of having the skill [begging]!Sure enough, that suspicious-looking white-haired boy is not a serious conjurer, is he?

The uncle at the barbecue stall seemed to be frightened by Wutiao's naive skills, and he waved his hands quickly, and said distressedly and affectionately: "Well, after you finish eating, help me entertain guests and clean up the table or something. I will treat the two skewers of grilled squid as my gift. Yours."

Wutiaozhi happily "wow": "Uncle, you are such a good person!"

Good person cards are becoming derogatory and ironic in this era, but the ones who issue good person cards are cute children with soft hair, soft round faces, and shining like little stars. Who will not fall?

Uncle Barbecue only feels that his heart is about to melt, so envious, if only he can give birth to such a cute child in the future!

"Huh? Does Uncle have no children? I think Uncle will be a good father."

Hearing five childish voices, the stall owner realized that he had accidentally spoken his mind.

"Haha! How can I be so fast! I'm just a high school student!"

Wujo Zhi: "!!!"

Riko Amane: "!!!"

Riko Tennouchi rubbed her eyes, closed them, opened them, closed them again, opened them again, but no matter how many times she closed and opened them, the man in front of her looked like an uncle!

The bronze-colored body is wearing a white vest, and a lighter wheat color can be faintly seen at the junction of the vest and the skin.He is tall, with a height of 1.8 meters and a muscular figure, which gives people a sense of oppression. He wears a turban twisted like a rope on his head, and his face has sharp lines and profound features.

"Speaking of which, it doesn't seem as old as 40 years old, it should only look like 30 years old." Riko Tenuchi communicated with Gojoji in a low voice.

"Well, maybe only 30 years old? 39 is more than 30 years old."

Riko Tennouchi nodded: "You are right, it should be thirty."

Wutiao Zhi didn't know what to think, and said with tears, "It's so pitiful. I'm 30 years old and I still go to high school for my dream. Is it to make up for the regret of giving up my studies and being forced to drop out of high school because of my poor family?"

Uncle barbecue, ah no, the boy said patiently: "You guys are enough! I am neither 30 years old! I have no regrets of giving up my studies and being forced to drop out of school! I just come to my dad's shop to help out in the days when I don't go to school or train Just earn some pocket money by the way!"

The boy snapped his student ID card in front of Gojo Zhi and Tenuchi Riko.

"Wow! Uncle is really a high school student!"

The male high school student named Kanemori Kuneng didn't know whether to be angry or helpless: "In short, you should believe that I am really not a middle-aged uncle by now, right?"

Gojoji and Tenuchi Riko nodded.

"Hey! You were hesitant just now, right?! You must be suspicious! Suspect that I secretly replaced my son's student ID card with your own photo or something!"

Wutiaozhi and Tennouchi Riko nodded subconsciously. Halfway through the nod, they realized something was wrong, and shook their heads like a puppy falling into the water.

Kanemori Kuno: "...Forget it, anyway, you are not the first to think so." He muttered, "But I am a high school student! Byodoin Hoho looks more like an uncle than me? It's normal for high school students to grow up like this!"

Riko Tenuchi, who was about to become a high school student, jumped: "No, no, no! I don't want to become such a high school student!"

Wutiaozhi was very puzzled: "But Jingichi is also a high school student, and he doesn't look like an uncle at all!"

Kanemori Kuno's eyes widened: "'Seiki'? Is that 'Yukimura Seichi'?!"

Wujo Zhi nodded: "Speaking of which, Jingichi seems to be studying at Lihai University Affiliated High School... Big, big brother, do you know Jingichi?"

Jin Sen Jiuneng's excitement was only for a moment, and he fell down again for no reason: "I know, although he is younger than me, he is the person I look forward to the most."

Maybe there are too many things in his heart, and he urgently needs an outlet. Even to the two children who are much younger than him, he still has an urge to confide and be saved.

"To be honest, I am a member of the Lihai University Tennis Club—although I won't be soon." The 1.8-meter man seemed to have been stimulated by something very sad, and he knelt down and covered his face in pain .

"I like tennis very much. I really like it. Whether it's summer or winter, whether it's snowing or scorching hot, as long as it's for tennis, I will train hard! Even if I have a fever of 860 degrees, I can swing [-] rackets every day. I will not stop playing. Three thousand eight hundred and sixty-two days, this is the time I have worked hard since I started playing tennis. However, I am ready to give up."

Riko Tenuchi's eyes widened in disbelief: "Hey?! Why?! You finally persisted for so long, right?! Isn't it a pity to give up now?! Obviously you have persisted for so long!"

"Yes, yes..." Jin Sen Jiuneng burst into tears, "But I have no tennis talent at all!"

"I'm practicing desperately and working hard, but I just don't have talent! Even though I'm a senior in the third grade, I can't even win against a junior in the first grade."

"Minister Yukimura is different from a mediocre person like me. He was born with a talent that others cannot touch. It is so dazzling, so gorgeous. Do you know? My middle school is Lihai University Affiliated High School. I was in the third grade I am finally going to be the main candidate, and my hard work has not been let down. Although I was only selected as the main candidate in the third grade, I am very happy! I was finally recognized, and my efforts were not in vain. I am a talented person !--I thought so."

"Then, Minister Yukimura appeared."

"At that time, Minister Yukimura was not a minister, he was just a slender junior. Although the minister and the deputy minister at that time had high hopes for this junior who was undefeated in elementary school, no one thought that he would say—"

【"The rules of the Lihai University Tennis Club are 'capable ones', right? If that's the case, it's within the rules for a year-round manager, right?" Through his hair and the corners of his clothes, it was like a beautiful picture of a god descending on the world, but everyone in the tennis club was extremely angry.

"In this case, let's try it." At that time, Minister Maeda affirmed the courage of the younger generation, and decided to let him see the strength of the king Li Haida.

The teenagers in the tennis club were at the age of being competitive and eager to compete, and they couldn't restrain their anger at being provoked. Kanemori Jiuneng even felt that it was the best match he had ever played. ——Then he was shaved bald by 0:5.

With a coat on his shoulders, the calm young man stretched out his hand to the fallen senior: "From now on, I will lead Li Haida down to the top."]

From that moment on, Jin Sen Jiuneng regarded the boy against the light as the god he was chasing.

The one-year-old minister led them to defend the championship of the Kanto Contest in the first year of taking office, won the Kanto [-]-game winning streak, fought in the national competition, and won the championship.

Then, Kanemori Kyu-no graduated.

Because of his status as a member of the national championship team, he successfully entered the high school attached to Rikkai University. Although he is no longer in the same department, he still treats Yukimura Seiichi as a spiritual leader.

Watching him lead the team to win [-] consecutive victories in Kanto, [-] consecutive victories, [-] consecutive national victories, and [-] consecutive national victories.

【King】

In Kanamori Kuno's heart, Yukimura Seiichi is not only the minister who leads the king's army, but also the [king] himself.

This year, Seiichi Yukimura was promoted to the high school. He did not choose to debut as a professional player after the Liben team won the championship. Instead, he entered the high school and continued to hone his tennis skills.

The scene from three years ago was repeated again, Yukimura Seiichi singled out the entire high school tennis club effortlessly, and came as the undisputed [King].

However, Jin Mori was at a loss for a long time.

He desperately wanted to catch up, but the more he chased, he could only see his own insignificance.

He is getting farther and farther away from the figure of Yukimura Seiichi, farther and farther——

Obviously he has worked so hard, but he can't even make it to the official selection team. Does he really have the qualifications to continue chasing Minister Yukimura?

Jin Senjiu was able to look at his own hands, which were so rough that they couldn't see their original appearance.In order to increase his physical fitness and strength, he even went to practice weightlifting, although the president of the weightlifting department repeatedly persuaded him to stay, saying that he would definitely win the national championship for the weightlifting department of Lihai University Affiliated High School.But so what?His strength is not worth mentioning among tennis players of the same generation!

In this way, he can only do his best in the junior high school tennis world, but in the high school tennis world where gods and monsters are everywhere, his talent will come to an end.

No matter how hard you try, you can only become an existence where the denominator makes up the numbers.

Jin Sen Jiuneng was confused.

Am I really good at tennis?Am I really going to stick with it?Is my persistence meaningful?My dream... can it really be called a [dream]?

Kanemori Kuno even skipped training.

On the first day of escaping training, he was still very scared, anxiously waiting for scolding and reprimand.However nothing happened.

Everything in the tennis club was training as usual, and Minister Yukimura even led the team to Hyotei High School for a practice match.

It's business as usual without him.

That's right, he is just an insignificant ordinary member, not even a regular candidate, just an ordinary existence in the Second Army.

The first day is difficult, but after taking the first step, the rest is as easy as eating and drinking.

He didn't even hand in the application for quitting the company, and when teammates with good relationships came to him, he bowed his head in silence and refused to communicate, and made it clear that he was bad.

"Those geniuses and I are not in the same world at all..." Jin Sen Jiuneng covered his face and cried. He used to think that only he worked hard enough, and that as long as he worked hard enough, he could follow in that person's footsteps. The distance between them is getting farther and farther.

He fell behind.

However, no one cares.

"You've worked very hard." Jin Sen Jiuneng was taken aback by the extra soft touch on his head.

The soft hand has a warm temperature, it is soft and warm, it is obviously such a small hand, but it seems to have some magical power.

"No one is left behind, and you are not left behind."

Wutiao Zhi gently took his hands, these were hands that couldn't be called pretty.The fingers are thick, and there are many rough lines on the back of the hand, like dry and cracked barren fields. The black and red complexion makes the whole hand look like charcoal baked from a charcoal oven.The palm is even more terrifying.Thick calluses are dead skin-like things, superimposed by layers of injuries that have been worn out, scabbed and worn out. Calluses as thick as tortoise shells are rough enough to be painted with red-hot charcoal.

Wutiaozhi's hands and his were completely two extremes of the same line. The white and smooth hands could not see any traces, so soft and delicate, and the small hands made Kanemori Jiuneng's hands more and more terrifying and ferocious.

In front of such a soft and lovely palm, Kanemori Jiuneng felt ashamed and wanted to take his hand away, but Gojoji held his hand tightly.

"No one will be left behind. We are all companions, aren't we? Companions who fight side by side! It's impossible to leave each other behind!" Wujo Zhi said firmly, "If you want to follow something, Is it your own idea? Since you are a companion, why do you use the word 'follow'?"

Kanemori was stunned for a long time, and finally said, "But, Minister Yukimura, it has always been mine—"

"No matter what it is, it can't change a fact!" Gotiaozhi said very firmly, "'Can't catch up', 'be left behind', 'the gap is so big', 'so far away from him' are all your wishful thinking! "

"The gap in strength is something that exists objectively, but the existence of a gap does not necessarily mean that you will be abandoned!" Gojoji asked his soul, "Could it be that in your heart, your Minister Yukimura is the kind of 'because the opponent's strength is very poor' Terrible so throw it out like trash ok' people?!"

Jin Sen Jiuneng blushed, his expression was agitated, and he was almost screaming: "How is it possible! Minister! He is the best minister in the world! He will never give up any member! He always uses the most gentle Looking at us with eyes, although, although he is very strict and sometimes scary, but, but there is no more gentle and powerful existence than Minister Yukimura!"

"Ah la la, even I would be embarrassed to hear such praise from the staff."

A voice with a smile like a spring breeze came out from the side, and Jin Senjiu could hear this familiar voice, and his bronzed face and body suddenly seemed to be burning.

"Department, Minister..." He stared blankly at Seiichi Yukimura who was walking towards him, only to feel dizzy for a while, his head was dizzy, as if he had hallucinations like eating wild mushrooms instead of peanuts after drinking.

Yukimura Seichi squatted down, lowered his head and studied Kanemori Kuno's palm, with a gentle smile: "Isn't this training every day again? Why don't you go to the playground of the tennis club?"

Kanemori Kineng, who had said a lot of words, was now like a mute, unable to utter a word for a long time.

"Although your training has not stopped, the rules of the tennis club are the rules. If you are not going to submit an application for retiring from the club, then go to Liu and make up ten times the amount of training you had before." From warm like spring to bitterly cold In just a second of change, Yukimura Seiichi's ruthless appearance is very much like a demon king.

However, Kanemori Kuno showed a redeemed expression: "Yes, yes! Minister Yukimura!"

Riko Amouchi, who witnessed the birth of Dou-M on the spot, was shocked!Although, although she was stunned by the beauty and almost couldn't recover, this is too exaggerated!

"No, I'm very sorry, Minister Yukimura! I have caused so much trouble for you and everyone, I really should commit seppuku!" Hisuno Kanemori knelt down to apologize.

Yukimura Seichi: "There's no need to commit seppuku. If members of the tennis club make news on social media because of seppuku, I will be troubled."

"Okay, I understand Minister Yukimura! I won't think about stupid things like seppuku anymore! Please let me dedicate my life to the tennis club!" He said, bowing deeply to Yukimura Seichi, In a few seconds after returning to the room, I put on the uniform of the tennis club and the bag containing the racket, sports drink and various other things.

A middle-aged man in his 40s who looked exactly like Jin Senjiu Neng shouted at him: "Really, anyway, you work so slowly, it's the same with or without you at home! The last few It's been a month, don't leave any regrets and go train hard."

Kanemori Kuneng's eyes were fogged again.

When going out, Jinsen Jiuneng bowed solemnly to Wujozhi: "Thank you for listening to me so much."

Wutiaozhi smiled and waved his paws at him: "Training must work hard!"

Kanemori Jiuneng has the expression of holding the racket to death even if he wants to risk his life.Lihai University is a strong tennis school, but their strength is also created by countless training hours and piles of tennis balls.

Strictly speaking, Lihai University's tennis club is a year-round devil's club. ——Even for a special holiday like the New Year, there is only a nominal holiday, because before you know it, everyone gathers on the tennis club's training ground.

Riko Tenuchi was greatly shocked: "Speaking of which, it's just playing tennis...do you want to do this?!"

Yukimura Seiichi heard her muttering, did not speak, but looked a little nostalgic.

If you die, you have to hold the racket to die... He also had this idea before.

"Thank you Zhichan," Yukimura Seichi patted Wujo Zhi's head, "Thanks to you for enlightening him, otherwise I would still have a headache."

Wutiao Zhi stared at him for a while, then shook his head: "No. Even without me, you can pull him back, right?"

Reality is not a game. Data-based games have fixed values, whether it is upgrades or attributes.

As long as you have accumulated enough experience, you can upgrade, as long as you reach the level, your attributes will increase, or you can spend money to buy props. In short, there are various ways to get [feedback] after spending time and energy.

But the reality is not.

Just like a 150-pound person starts to lose weight, control the diet, reduce intake, and run every day. If you stick to it for a year, you may be able to lose weight to 110.

However, if you persist for another year, it may only be 109.

Can you really lose 100 catties?I’m so tired, I can’t eat hot pot, milk tea, fried skewers, barbecue, happy water, spicy hot pot, sukiyaki, fried chicken, hamburger cake, but the amount of exercise needs to be increased.

It's so painful, so uncomfortable, is my persistence really useful?I am so envious of other people's figures, the flesh on the arms, the flesh on the belly, the flesh on the legs...there are so many more!

This kind of confusion, and the despair bred by the long wait without seeing the future, are terrible things.

"He's admiring and yearning for you! As long as you give him some words of encouragement, he'll definitely be able to cheer himself up again!"

Yukimura Seichi shook his head: "Jinchan, human beings are very complicated creatures. When someone falls into despair, the darkness will blind his eyes. He can't see everything around him, and he can't hear the surrounding voices." .”

Wutiaozhi listened with some confusion: "What about Jingshi? Is Jingshi also like this?"

Yukimura Seichi nodded, he bowed his head and kissed the five soft and tender faces, the corners of his eyes were tender and beautiful: "It was Zhichan who saved me from being swallowed by darkness~"

As the president of the tennis club, Seiichi Yukimura naturally wants to return to the tennis club to take charge of the overall situation.Wei Wei nodded to Riko Tenuchi, and he left to go back to school: "Let's play with you next time."

Riko Tenuchi was dizzy from his smile. Although Gojo Satoru's face was at the level of a god-like face, that bastard was really irritating. She only had blood in her brain but no blood in her face!

"Zhijiang Zhichan, how do you know him? He seems like an ordinary person without magic power."

Gojo Chihiro was clutching the forehead that Yukimura Seiichi had kissed, and his head was also dizzy.

"I met you in the hospital."

Gojo Ji met Yukimura Seiichi in the hospital two years ago.

At that time, Yukimura Seiichi was sentenced to the end of his tennis career, and the success rate of the operation was unknown. Perhaps it was a luxury for him to become an ordinary person and live an ordinary life.

But even so, when faced with Wujo Ji who was crying because he ran too fast and tripped himself, he tenderly gave him a flower.

Because I felt ashamed to fall and cry, because this kind of "shameful" crying Wutiaozhi fell into an endless loop, although he didn't cry like a bear with his head up, but the tears couldn't stop live.

"May I take you to apply the medicine?" Yukimura Seichi helped him up, wiped his broken wound with a wet towel, and then dipped a cotton swab into the red potion and performed a magic trick on him, "Look, it's a flower ~"

Wutiaozhi looked at the little red flower on her knee, and opened her eyes wide: "It's a flower~"

He raised his weeping little face, his washed eyes sparkled like jewels: "That's amazing!"

Yukimura Seiichi smiled softly, but Gojo Ji heard the dry silence in his heart.

"Big brother who can do magic, do you have any wishes?"

Yukimura Seiichi was stunned for a moment, and just about to shake his head, Gojo Chiichi preempted him.

"This is very important to me! Please! Big brother tell me!"

Seiichi Yukimura looked at the child's serious eyes and was silent for a long time before he said softly: "I want to continue playing tennis. No matter what the result is, I still want to continue playing tennis. That is more important than my life thing."

Wujo Zhi fulfilled his wish.

It was a wish paid for by Gojo Satoru.Afterwards, Wujo asked Wujo Wu why he was the one who paid the wish.

Gojo Satoru's answer was an encrypted call that Wujozhi couldn't understand: "Because I deprived Zhichan of her future." If she hadn't chosen to bring Gojozhi back to her side at the beginning, perhaps the clumsy Zhichan would have networked because of the other party's hard work. Sweat on the court is.

However, compared to that——

"Riko, do you need someone to pull you out of the darkness?"

Riko Tenuchi didn't quite understand why the topic suddenly turned to herself, she was taken aback for a moment before saying, "Huh? But it's daytime!"

Wutiaozhi blinked her eyes, her skin was burning hot from the sun, and it was still a long, long time before night!

"That's right!" Wu Tiaozhi's ignorant grasp of something broke again, "Ni Jiang will find a way!"

He turned his head to look at Wujo Wu, his omnipotent brother Wujo Wuzheng and Xia Youjie were rolling around on the beach without any image, pulling their hair.

Wutiao Zhi: "..." I don't think it's very reliable!

Jin Senjiu was able to leave, and Wu Tiaozhi didn't have enough money, but in the end he still got two skewers of large squid, which were given to him by Jinsen Jiuneng's father, Mr. Jinsen, the real barbecue stall owner.

"Ni-chan, Jie-chan, let's get along well after eating this!" One skewer of squid was for Misato Kuroi, and the other skewer was for Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie.

As for why the two share a bunch of food - of course it is to make the two reconcile!

"Blood for alliance sounds cruel, and drinking blood is terrible, right? Sure enough, it's better to eat squid! If you eat the same squid, you will be grasshoppers on the same rope, and you can't quarrel in the future!"

Wujo Wuzhi had messy hair, and the sand on his head: "Zhijiang, what are you talking about?"

Xia Youjie's meatball head had many tassel strings hanging down like tassels, and he said softly, "We didn't quarrel, right, Wu."

The seemingly harmonious tone missed something when he reminded Gojo Satoru with his elbow. Excessive strength punished the automatic defense mechanism without a lower limit, and the elbow and the invisible air made a loud "boom".

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth and laughed.

Wu Tiaozhi opened his mouth to bite the squid indifferently: "Oh, forget it."

The squid, which was bigger than Wutiaozhi's two faces, made Wutiao Wu and Xia Youjie tremble with fear, for fear that he would suffer from eating too much.

"Oh! It's delicious!" Wujo Wu's abyssal mouth ate a third of the squid in one bite.

"As expected of Zhijiang, the barbecue stall I found is awesome!" Xia Youjie also bit off a third of the other side at the same time.

Only one-third of the squid left had five immature tooth marks, which were small. Compared with the other two "abysses", this mark seemed to have been gnawed by ants.

Wutiaozhi: "..."

When Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie saw that he was about to cry, they put him on their shoulders from left to right.Little fart.Sitting with two shoulders lowered, Wujou, who had such an experience for the first time, widened his eyes in surprise.

Although I have sat on Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie's shoulders before, the previous experience is different from this time!

"It's so majestic!" Wutiaozhi pressed one hand on Wutiaowu's head, and then on Xia Youjie's head with his greasy hand with barbecue sauce.Then I thought it was too troublesome to free up one hand to hold the squid skewers, so I grabbed it with my mouth.

The experience of being a cat not only exercised the skills of [begging], but also the skills of [holding something in your mouth while eating and not dropping it], which is useless except for a long name.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie were about the same height and had broad shoulders, but they were two people after all, and Wujo Zhi grabbed their necks from left to right in fear.

"Let's go!" The ambiguous words didn't affect his prestige at all, Wujozhi happily raised a smile and forgot the awkwardness with them before, "Riko Riko! Look! I'm so good!"

"Damn it, I think so too!" Riko Tenuchi looked at it with hot eyes, but felt that she couldn't be so naive as a junior high school student, so she simply ran away to play other things out of sight.

Although it is two people, it may be the tacit understanding between [best friends], there is no need for slogans or prior consultation, the two walked steadily, and the five children happily turned into clingy puppies and stayed by their side behave in a spoiled manner.

"Zhi-chan, come, come! You can pick up shells here!" Riko Tenuchi showed off to Wujo Zhi with a colorful white shell.

The shells are white, but they can faintly see the gorgeous sparkle in the sun, Wutiaozhi said "Wow": "I want it too! I will definitely find it!"

Tenuchi Riko proudly put her hips on her hips and raised her chin: "This is a rare SSR! Zhichan, you still have to work hard!"

When Wutiao Zhi heard that it was so rare, he immediately pulled Wutiao Wu and Xia Youjie and acted like a baby: "Help me, help me! Ni-chan~ Jeni-chan~ help me, okay?"

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie originally wanted to tease him again, but Wujo Zhizhi's sweetness is perfect, and hesitating for a second is a question of cuteness!

Riko Tennouchi was in a hurry and sought help from Misato Kuroi.

"I, I will definitely find many, many SSRs!"

"I will definitely find more SSRs!"

I don't know what happened, but in the end it turned into a competition like a competition.

"Uh...Ni Jiang, I can't eat anymore..."

"Misato, take another bite... I'll take one last bite..."

Although the final game failed to determine the winner, Gojo and Riko were carried back in the end.

Gojo Satoru was carrying Gojo Zhi, Xia Youjie was carrying Tenuchi Riko, Kuroi Misato said to Xia Youjie embarrassedly: "Sorry, Miss... it's her first time to play at the beach, so she must have been a little over excited. "

Gojo Satoru said with a smile: "There is no need to apologize, this is what Jie wanted!"

Although Xia Youjie was upset that Gojo Satoru had snatched his words, he did it out of his own will: "It's not a heavy burden."

"Hoo-boom!"

Just as he was speaking, gorgeous flowers bloomed in the distant sky.

"Ah, the fireworks show has started!" Misato Kuroi wanted to wake Riko Tenuchi up, but Xia Youjie stopped her.

"Let her sleep, it's okay to watch it next time."

"Next time..." Kuroi Misato squeezed out a smile, "Well, let's see next time."

Gojo Satoru didn't look at Kuroi Misato's expression, but even with his eyes closed, he knew what kind of expression it was.

"She will have many summers, she can come to the beach many times, she can watch the fireworks show many times, and she will get tired of seeing it."

Gojo Satoru seems to be telling the fact that "the earth is round".

Gojo Satoru stopped in his tracks, stared at the fireworks in the distance for a long, long time, and then said in a strange tone: "Although I'm jealous, there's nothing I can do about this kind of thing."