[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

Lihai University Affiliated Middle School is located on the west coast of Fujisawa, very close to the sea, with cherry blossom trees on one side of the road and the sound of waves on the other side.When Songyang arrived in Kanagawa just after school, he walked against the tide of students all the way. His face looked young, and he was wearing sportswear, so it would not violate the harmony among students.

Sanada from the Rikkai Tennis Club... Soichiro Sanada?

Song Yang, who forgot his name, took out his small phone book and stood by the school gate looking for the name he wrote down that day.Okay, Genichiro Sanada, it's all up to you—!

He drew a crooked circle heavily on the name.

"Puff, are you looking for Sanada?"

Songyang was stunned for a moment, then turned around, and saw a tall boy with white hair braids standing behind him, who was supposed to be waiting for someone, and then took advantage of his height to see the name on the phone book.

Seeing Songyang looking at him, the white-haired boy tilted his head and blinked his eyes, still in the posture of hunched over and lazily stuffing his pockets, his smile was more or less serious: "It's a face I've never seen before."

"I heard that Genichiro Tachikai Osanada is very good at tennis, so I came from Tokyo to watch. Do you know where the tennis club is?"

"What, tell me earlier." The white-haired boy pointed at himself, showing a smiling face of a Miyoshi student, "I am Genichiro Sanada."

Unexpectedly, it took no effort to get it, Songyang's whole face lit up all of a sudden.

"Is it true that Sanada-san is good at tennis?"

"Of course. So far, those who have come to challenge have been launched into outer space by Mr. Moto Sanada."

Please launch me into outer space too—!Of course, such a request cannot be said directly, and he can only be comprehended through the hot eyes.

Sure enough, the strong such as Genichiro Sanada immediately understood what he meant.

"I see. Come with me."

The tall white-haired boy took Songyang's arm and led him into the campus of Lihai University.

This classmate Genichiro Sanada is not only good at the game, he is not difficult to get along with at all, and he is a little chatty.Along the way, the two brothers seemed to wrap their long arms around Songyang's shoulders, pointing to the scenic spots in the school and introducing them one by one.

"This is the school monument of Lihai University. Last time when there was no one there at night, I peed behind it secretly."

"This is the volleyball hall, and the women's locker room is at the back. I usually check my status there before training."

"Ah, there it is, Lihai University's famous product, the girl's high school's 'Ah Woo'."

Songyang followed his line of sight, and saw a girl whose skirt was folded up to the waist was lifted by the wind, and shyly said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".How subtle is your famous product?

"By the way, in terms of dead reservoir water, is Mr. Songyang a high-waist or a skirt?"

Taking Songyang to an open-air swimming pool, Genichiro Sanada's expression became serious.In the swimming pool are the girls of the school team who are training, with white arms and thighs everywhere.

"As a gentleman, I should be high-waisted. This kind of traditional beauty cannot be surpassed by the innovative. It is very wonderful to be able to see the hip bones. But sometimes, I will also be caught by the skirt. Pai takes away the sight, how should I put it, the girl in the bowknot skirt and strappy sandals looks like a treasure from heaven."

Songyang was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to respond: "Sanada-san... unexpectedly did some research."

Rather, is Sanada-san, who was able to shoot comets, a pervert?

"Of course. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of my Sanada's title of 'Wolf of Lihai'."

The white-haired Sanada student showed a grin reaching to the ear, and the hand that was originally around the other's shoulder slid down and touched the other's waistline.

"As a man, it's amazing to have a waist as soft as a girl's."

"...King Ni!"

Hearing the unbearable roar behind him, the white-haired student gave a "cut" sound, and withdrew his hands to avoid the long-haired youth's throw of his head and hair over his shoulder.He quickly jumped up behind his partner, smiling to see how Liu Shengbi Lu Shi was going to clean up the mess.

Yagyu Hiroshi's forehead burst into blue veins: "Are you kidding me again?"

"Puff I'm sorry. The other party had a pure face that looked easy to bully, and he couldn't hold back for a while—in the final analysis, it was all the fault of Mr. Songyang who looked too natural."

Songyang smiled and rolled up his sleeves, while looking at the white-haired fox who was about to be beaten violently.I don't know if it's his illusion, but the appearance of teenagers in this world is generally higher than the standard. Even this guy who hangs lazily on others like a boneless, the delicacy of his facial features is basically above the average level.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to make a joke, don't be angry." The white-haired boy stretched out his hands, revealing the waist under the school uniform shirt, "Songyang-kun, if you mind, feel it back."

"I'm not interested in Sanada-san's body. On the contrary, can I plant you in the ground?"

Seemingly surprised by Songyang's name, the purple-haired boy wearing glasses twitched his eyebrows and said, "This guy said his name is Sanada?"

Before Songyang could respond, the purple-haired boy grabbed his partner's pigtails and said with restrained anger, "You're playing the 'Wolf of Lihai' again. If Sanada knows how he got this nickname Yes, it will definitely tear you to pieces!"

After the confusion, Songyang finally knew the names of the two boys in front of him.The white-haired fox is Nioh Masaharu, a freshman in the high school affiliated to Rikai University, and a regular candidate for the tennis club; the boy with purple hair and glasses is Yagyu Hiroshi. "Wife" partnership.

"If you're Sanada's friend, just come with us to the gymnasium." Hiroshi Yagyu nodded to Matsuyo, then turned to Masaharu Nioh and said, "Today is Yukimura's duty, so before you go back to the gymnasium, think about the reason for being late. .”

"Huh? Today is Yukimura?"

Nioh Masaharu, who had been wearing a cynical smile all the time, lost his expression for a moment.He quickly straightened the crooked collar, tied the school uniform shirt into his trousers, and nervously smoothed out the braids at the back of his head.

"Useless Masaharu, it's too late to pretend to be good now."

Compared with the gleaming and gorgeous style of the ice emperor building, the gymnasium of Lihai University is relatively simple and atmospheric.There are four courts in the middle of the gymnasium, and five serving machines stand opposite each court, and on the other side are... players who are lying dead.

"Carry those who died in battle down." Between the courts was a young man in a coat, with his back to the door, his arms folded, and he ordered, "The next batch of ten balls is ready."

The ball machine buzzed into action.Before the members could get a firm foothold, the ball machine spit out the ball at a super high speed with the momentum of a machine gun, and the whole court seemed to be covered with bright yellow laser rays.

"Ten balls really can't handle it! Kill me, Yukimura!"

Members continued to spurt blood and fell to the ground, and then were dragged off the field, leaving a long bloodstain.On the coach chair next to him, there are still people doing CPR for the wounded—no, why do you always have to do CPR when playing tennis?

Originally, is tennis such a cruel sport?

Songyang was in awe.Thinking about Keigo Atobe and Yushi Ninata in my class, it turned out that it wasn’t just me who planned to sacrifice their lives in tennis, everyone was playing tennis with the consciousness of betting their lives...!

Obviously only a boy of sixteen or seventeen, wouldn't this kind of exercise be too heavy?

"Your Majesty, you are here."

The boy in the coat in the middle of the venue heard the door knock and turned around.

The boy's appearance was so exquisite that it made the surroundings brighten up, the smile on his lips and the curvature of his eyebrows were also very gentle.However, his eyes made people feel a kind of oppressive strength.

"Minister, that, I'm late."

Just now, he clenched his hands at Songyang's unscrupulous white-haired fox, and stood pitifully with his head down.

"Don't call me Minister." He gestured to the senior senior on the opposite side of the field with his eyes, and the boy smiled slightly, "Not yet."

The arrogance accidentally revealed in this sentence made Songyang who was following Nioh Masaharu take a little extra look at him, and was immediately spotted.

"Go and change." Patting Nioh Masaharu on the shoulder, the handsome boy stretched out his hand to Matsuyo: "I'm Yukimura Seiichi from the Tennis Club of Likai University. May I ask who you are?"

Nioh Masaharu was about to walk away: "Oh, yes, this is the natural Matsuyo-kun. He seems to like Sanada very much. He ran a long way to find him, and even drew a heart shape on his name."

Nioh Masaharu, who was rushing to the locker room, missed half of what he said, Yukimura Seiichi's gentle and distant smile meant a sudden change, and the hand holding Matsuyo suddenly tightened.

"That's it!" Even his tone became enthusiastic, "Sanada has something to do with the student union today, but he should be here later. Be sure to wait for him!"

Genichiro Sanada did not let up today either.

After conscientiously handling the affairs of the student union such as repairing the toilet, repairing the light bulbs in the corridor, repairing the bookshelves in the library, and reconciling the teachers and husbands and wives, Sanada, the second in command of the tennis club of Lihai University, changed into his sportswear and walked into the gymnasium.

The first thing I saw was that Nioh Masaharu was surrounded by ten ball machines, and the turns were out of shape.This guy must have been late for Yukimura's shift, so slack!

At a second glance, I saw rows of stretchers outside the court and members who were inhaling oxygen.Lack of exercise, too slack!

At the third glance, I saw Yukimura Seiichi and an unknown long-haired young man sitting in a row on the coach chair, the two of them lowered their heads and talked and laughed softly, it was too loose...

"... Yuki, Yukimura?!"

What is going on with this mysterious girlfriend atmosphere? !