Chapter 4 Going to meet Mimiko Nanako Aogaku Tezuka

After thinking about it, it seemed like she hadn't seen Nanako and Mimiko for a long time. Kirihara Ryona decided to skip work today and go to Tokyo to find them, and by the way, return the cursed tools that Geto Suguru lent her last time.

"Ryouna, are you planning to run away from the club again?" Sugimoto Yuriko glared angrily at the table that Kirihara Ryouna had cleaned up.

If Kirihara Ryouna hadn't escaped from the club, she wouldn't have packed her schoolbag so early. She looked like she was going to slip away early.

"Well, well, there's nothing I can do now that I've been discovered." Kirihara Ryona didn't seem to be at all panicked about being discovered.

"Hey, hey, what are you trying to do by acting like a doting boyfriend?"

God bless you, Sugimoto Yuriko really wants to expose Kirihara Ryona's true face in front of everyone.

Once upon a time, she, like everyone else, thought that Kirihara Ryona was a beautiful but distant figure who was difficult to approach.

In fact, she is really outstanding and beautiful, but the feeling of being a high-class flower and distant is just because she is lazy!

That's right, Kirihara Ryouna is too lazy to socialize with others. She happens to be a cold and beautiful type, and she also happens to have a bit of a legend as a big sister outside the school, so generally few people are willing to approach her actively.

Yuriko Sugimoto sighed helplessly. Speaking of this big sister character, it was actually partly her fault.

That day she was going home from school as usual, but unexpectedly she was stopped by high school students outside the school. Several of the high school students were tall and big, both boys and girls. Yuriko Sugimoto immediately recognized that they were a group of thugs who collected protection fees.

She originally wanted to pay the money and leave quickly. After all, she didn't know any self-defense skills, and there would be no good results if she tried to fight head-on. As luck would have it, she forgot her wallet in the classroom.

No matter how she explained, those thugs didn't believe her. Seeing that their fists were about to fall on her, Sugimoto Yuriko's fear was magnified infinitely. Tears fell from her eyes and she looked helplessly towards the alley entrance.

No matter who it is... please... someone come and save her...

Just as she closed her eyes in despair and was about to accept it, a cold and lazy voice pulled her back from the abyss.

When I opened my eyes again, the high school students who were ferocious five minutes ago were all lying on the ground wailing.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast its light back into the alley, and the girl's long seaweed-like hair seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, as if a god had come to save her.

At that moment she thought to herself, it turns out that it really exists, and that God really heard her prayers.

It was also from that day that the rumor about the girl who was the unbeatable leader in Kanagawa became a hot topic.

……but!

When Yuriko Sugimoto thought about the guilt she felt because she had been cheated countless times by Kirihara Ryona, she wanted to rub her hard!

All the coldness and cruelty are fake. This guy is a complete potential piece of shit. He is very good at pretending and very lazy!

How can someone pretend to be cool and avoid socializing just because they are too lazy to do so?

Sugimoto Yuriko shook her head, put her left hand on her waist, and grabbed Kirihara Ryona's schoolbag with her right hand, "No, you have to go today. This week's quota for escaping from the club has been used up. Do you know how terrifying it is for me to face the president's nagging alone?"

"have no idea."

Kirihara Ryona shook her head obediently, and used her big watery eyes to act coquettishly towards Sugimoto Yuriko.

"Well, just let me go this time. Just consider it as spending next week's quota."

"Yuriko ~ Yuriko Yuriko ~"

She took the initiative to put Sugimoto Yuriko's hand on her head and rubbed it like a kitten.

The girl's hair is as shiny and beautiful as seaweed and very soft. There are some sparse fluff on the top of her head. It feels very good. If you touch or rub it, it will explode slightly, like a kitten with explosive fur.

Sugimoto Yuriko couldn't resist the usually tsundere little cat's coquettishness, "...Well, just this once, but remember to write a literature summary."

"Hey, I got it!"

Yuriko Sugimoto and Ryona Kirihara joined the literature club. Their daily club activities consisted of sharing and discussing literary books. The club leader was very nice and tolerant. Apart from muttering, there were no other problems.

Kirihara Ryona also joined the literature club after secretly slipping away early because she thought it was a good idea.

"Then I'll be leaving first. I'll leave the minister's place to you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Kirihara Ryona picked up her schoolbag and ran out of the classroom like the wind.

"That's Kirihara-senpai, right?"

With a whoosh, a figure quickly passed by Yanagi Renji and the others.

The girl's figure quickly disappeared from sight. Yukimura Seiichi's lips curled up into a faint smile, and a hint of surprise flashed in his pupils. So Kirihara-senpai's physical fitness is so good?

"Senior is really energetic, but you're in such a hurry, maybe there's something urgent going on." He turned to look at Yanagi Renji, "Let's hurry up and go to the tennis club for training."

"Well, I made a new training menu and I'm going to prepare for the Kanto Tournament."

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Luckily I made it in time. It had just started selling and there weren't many people around. I estimated that it would be my turn after waiting for about ten minutes.

Kirihara Ryona thought to herself, are you kidding? She even acted like a spoiled child towards Yuriko, she must get the latest game console.

Oh, it seems like we'll be a little later than the agreed time. Well, Nanako and Mimiko can understand the temptation of the limited edition game console to her.

As soon as Kirihara Ryona got off the car, she saw the big words "Seishun Gakuen Middle School". At the door, a blonde girl with a bun was playing with her mobile phone boredly.

"Hey Nanako, did you miss me after not seeing me for so long?"

"Missed you? Stop kidding." Nanako put away her phone. "You said something nice on the phone about how it's been a while since we last met, but you were actually here to buy the latest game console."

"Oh, it's so sad to hear you say that. I really miss Nanako and Mimiko." Kirihara Ryona smiled and leaned over to cuddle with Nanako, "I even brought you some soda."

She held the can of drink against Nanako's cheek, and the cool vapor soothed Nanako's somewhat hot mood.

After Kirihara Ryouna awakened her technique at the age of six, she began to receive instruction (and beatings) from Gojo Satoru.

However, most of them would be given to Geto Suguru, and it was for this reason that she became familiar with Nanako and Mimiko and became good friends.

Nanako took the drink and curled her lips, then made a knowing sound, "Mimiko hasn't finished her work yet, let's go in and wait for her."

"By the way, you don't join any clubs?"

"Huh? Of course I did. Everyone at Rikkai University is required to join a club."

Nanako raised her eyebrows, smoothed her bangs, and immediately understood why Kirihara Ryona appeared here at this time.

"You skipped work?"

Kirihara Ryona adjusted her non-existent glasses and jumped in front of Nanako, walking backwards. "That's right, I didn't expect Detective Nanako to figure it out so quickly."

Seigaku's beautification was quite good. Kirihara Ryouna felt the campus atmosphere was different from Rikkai University. "Your school is quite beautiful."

Hmm? Does it seem like there's a cursed aura?

Kirihara Ryona is very sensitive to cursed energy. The unscrupulous teacher Gojo Satoru once said that Kirihara Ryona is like a police dog in a certain sense.

In response to this, Kirihara Ryona said that sooner or later she would beat the bastard Eyepatch to a pulp.

"Are you trying to meddle in other people's business again? Well, things of that level will dissipate on their own."

Kirihara Ryona smiled and shook Nanako's arm, "Just go and watch for fun. Isn't Mimiko still here?"

"Tsk, there's really nothing I can do about you."

Before reaching the destination, the sound of a ball hitting the ball was heard, and Kirihara Ryona immediately knew where it was.

"Your school's tennis club?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

Kirihara Ryona rolled her eyes helplessly, "My idiot Odoudou's mind is full of tennis. That voice is all too familiar."

"That's true." Nanako nodded. Although she had never met her friend's younger brother, she had heard many of her friends complain about him.

The two did not rush in, but looked inside through the wire mesh door outside the tennis court.

In the game on the court, it was obvious that the handsome boy with glasses had the upper hand. Now the score was 4:0. With two more games, the boy with glasses would win the final victory of the game.

"I say, stop meddling in other people's business. It's obvious that the opponent is feeling humiliated by being shut out by the first-years, and the curse spirit is raging with frustration."

Nanako took a sip of her drink and said, "Nothing will happen. At most, he'll get angry and start yelling at the underclassman."

"You think it's someone else's fault that you're not good enough?" Kirihara Ryona finished her last drink with a look of shock on her face.

"Is it because of some senior-senior system? I only know a little bit about it, like even if first-years are very talented, they can only pick up balls or something like that?"

"Take advantage of your age? Isn't that Xiaojuzi?"

Nanako was strangely silent for a while. She didn't expect Kirihara Ryona to make such an association.

"...I say, you're the top student in your grade, right? Is this how you take advantage of your seniority?"

The score soon reached 5:0. As long as the boy with glasses scored one more goal, the game would be decided.

Just as everyone present expected, the boy with glasses won the game.

"Damn it! How dare you, a first grader, ah!"

The collar of the boy with glasses was grabbed, and the sudden attack caught everyone off guard.

"Calm down Wuju."

Someone tried to dissuade him.

"That's right, do you look down on your seniors?"

Some people also stir up trouble.

"I don't understand what you mean, senior." The first-year student was neither humble nor arrogant, and was not at all flustered by the violence he was being treated.

Nanako, who had seen all these ugly acts, couldn't help but curse in disgust, "Disgusting monkey."

"You're looking down on me by playing with your left hand instead of your dominant hand!"

Takei was so angry at Tezuka's calm attitude that he became insane. In his eyes, this was a naked provocation and a challenge to his dignity as a senior!

"Since you don't need it, then I guess you don't need it either!"

The expression on his face became increasingly distorted, and his eyes, filled with malice, stared fiercely at the left arm of the boy with glasses.

After saying that, he raised the racket high and smashed it towards Tezuka's arm with clear aim.

No one reacted.

“…No! Don’t!”