Chapter 89: Such a strong smell of jealousy: Peanuts for me! ...

It's getting late today, so the friendly matches are divided into two groups.

The teams were decided by drawing lots, and the students from the technical high school were divided into two groups each. Akahima took Otsutsuki's place.

Ryouna took out the small ball and held it in her palm. When she opened it, she saw that it was red. She subconsciously looked for Yukimura Seiichi and waved to him.

Slowly mouthing it so he could see clearly, "It's red!"

"It's blue!" Yukimura Seiichi also imitated Suzuna and waved.

"Is it that far? What will happen if you walk over there?" Maki said with a sour look on her face.

Liang Nai snorted, "You don't understand."

She really didn't understand, Maki rubbed her arms.

She took the ball out of the box and found it was blue, and spoke harshly to Liangnai provocatively.

"I understand winning is good."

"The only winner will be me!"

"The only one who will win is me!"

The two said in unison.

"Which team are you on?" x2

"I'm the Red Team!" x2

The two looked at each other and saw the determination to win in each other's eyes.

"Only the Red Team will win!"

The tacit understanding and fighting spirit between the two amazed others.

Yukimura Seiichi couldn't help feeling jealous and sour, because he was the one who had the best understanding with Ryouna.

"Those two guys, it's obvious they have the same condition." Panda patted Yukimura Seiichi's shoulder with a mature look. "Don't worry, the condition will be under control after the match."

He nipped Yukimura Seiichi's waist in a frivolous manner, "Ryouna Bao only likes you."

With this interruption, Yukimura Seiichi no longer felt any discomfort, but the sour aftertaste lingered.

Glancing at the other half of the field, he noticed that Keigo Atobe was in high spirits, engaging in a heated discussion with Ryouna, and silently made a note in his notebook.

Let's just discuss tactics. Why get so excited and get so close?

"Panda-senpai." Yukimura Seiichi said sternly, "We must win."

Panda saw through it but didn't say anything. He suppressed a smile and nodded, "Okay, we'll make them lose."

In an instant, the war between the two sides broke out, and Gojo Satoru whistled out of nowhere.

“Beep—”

"Then the first sandbag throwing competition—! It officially begins!"

Xia Youjie asked Honglong to fly up to the sky with a sandbag in his mouth and throw it down from the sky. This took three minutes. Whoever grabbed the sandbag and held on until the last second would have the right to serve first.

The red team sent out Yuji Itadori, and the blue team sent out Megumi Fushiguro.

"Hey Fushiguro, be careful, I won't give it to you."

"I'm telling you this."

They were forced not to use techniques and were only allowed to use physical techniques.

Relying on his developed motor nerves, Yuji jumped on the spot using the strength of his legs when he could just see the sandbag clearly, leaving Fushiguro Megumi no chance at all.

"Senior jumps so high..."

Akaye looked up and was greatly shocked by the super strong sense of hovering that Yuji displayed in the air.

"It's completely beyond the jumping ability of ordinary people." Inui Sadaharu couldn't believe what he saw.

Even the best athletes cannot jump to such a height with a running start.

"Because he is not an ordinary person, Yuji's motor nerves are extremely developed, so this is a piece of cake for him." Kugisaki Nobara looked at the other two with eyes full of fighting spirit.

Damn it! Those two stole the show.

Yanagi Renji is also recording astonishing data.

"Kugizaki-senpai, if we train, can we reach the level of Itadori-senpai?" asked Taketo Mukai.

I was called a senior!

Nobara Kugisaki cleared her throat, acting like a senior, and her answer was without any prejudice.

"No, Itadori is a natural talent. His muscle density is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people, and our training is not suitable for you."

I have to say, he really looks like a senior.

"We don't rely solely on physical strength. In fact, we use cursed energy to wrap the points of force to protect the joints. If you train using our method, not only will you not be able to improve your physical fitness, you may even never be able to play tennis again."

Besides, if all else fails, they still have the super nanny, Ms. Naoko Ieiri.

These guys don't have such conditions, so Kugisaki Nobara had to exaggerate the situation.

"No, no more practice!"

Not only Xiangri Yueren, but other people who wanted to learn from him also waved their hands.

Megumi Fushiguro counted down the time in her mind, lowered her body, and looked for the right opportunity to sweep at Yuji Itadori's legs.

The sudden sweeping kick made Yuji Itadori lose his balance and his grip on the sandbag loosened a little.

The hedgehog-haired boy waited for his opportunity and snatched the sandbag quickly, accurately and fiercely.

Yuji Itadori reacted quickly, leaned over to grab it, and grabbed a corner of the sandbag before the whistle blew.

“Beep—”

"Time's up!"

Gojo Satoru stood between the two of them and took the sandbag. "Blue serves."

"Puri~Did the two of them get it at the same time?" Niou Masaharu objected.

"No." Gojo Satoru nodded at his eye patch, "Yuji was a second late."

"My eyes can see very clearly. I absolutely cannot make any mistakes."

Atobe Keigo snapped his fingers, and soon someone brought up a surveillance camera.

"The drone took the picture, so we can see it by looking at it."

When the video was slowed down, it was found that it was exactly as Gojo Satoru said, Yuji was indeed one second slower.

"Very good, now the blue team serves."

Now that we have the serve, we must have an opening that can shock the opponent.

The idea is to have the power players serve.

Maki naturally took the sandbag from Fushiguro Megumi and said, "I'll do it."

The jackal Kuwabara hesitated for a second, raised his hand and touched his head, "How about I or Kawamura do it——"

"Bang——"

As soon as the words fell, a huge explosion shattered the eardrums.

A deep pit about the size of a football suddenly appeared on the red team's field.

Sorry, they were talking too loudly.

I didn't understand at first why Megumi Fushiguro said that Maki-senpai's motor nerves were also very developed.

Now they have experienced it firsthand, this is more terrifying than Japanese knotweed!

A very beautiful opening.

But the blue team scored zero points.

Fuji Shusuke explained to her: "...Maki-senpai, the sandbag is to be thrown at the opponent. The person who is hit is eliminated. If they are not hit and the opponent catches the sandbag, then they can hit back."

Instead of being embarrassed, Maki and Panda and the others listened very attentively.

"So this is the rule of the game." Mimiko from the red team exclaimed.

The tennis teenagers were shocked: "??? Didn't you guys in high school play sandbag throwing when you were little?"

Except for Ryouna and Itadori Yuji, everyone else in the high school shook their heads and said, "No, we haven't played it before. We were all training in cursed power when we were young."

After hearing this, the tennis teenagers fell silent.

Is the Curse World really not some kind of mafia organization? Why are they even exploiting child labor?

In the second game, Ryouna served.

She locked onto Maki with the sandbag, preparing to throw it at her with all her strength.

Maki was ready to laugh at him, but the sandbag seemed to be controlled and finally hit Akahora.

"Yes! Score a point!"

He showed no mercy when dealing with his own cursed spirit.

"Chihu!" Chiye wiped away the non-existent tears, "I will avenge you!"

"Knuckle serve!"

"Tannhauser serves!"

"The brown bear is caught!"

"Tezuka Domain!"

The ball flew everywhere, and soon more than half of the people were gone.

Atobe Keigo's vision began to blur and his hearing gradually disappeared.

He looked over the internet with complicated eyes and saw that Yukimura Seiichi could actually use a sandbag to perform the Annihilation Effect.

No, this kid seems to be targeting him all the time. Why is he always staring at him?

Liangnai jumped up, caught the sandbag, and then made a feint to the east and attacked in the west to successfully win a point.

Atobe Keigo smiled, he understood, it was Kirihara Ryona, the unglamorous guy Yukimura Seiichi.

Being petty and jealous! It's really not gorgeous!

Just after he finished complaining in his heart, he fell down with a domineering look.

The eliminated contestant outside the field rushed into the battlefield quickly, grabbed Keigo Atobe's feet and rescued him.

Only Ryouna and Maki were left in the field.

"Use your cursed power and don't say I'm bullying you." Maki said awkwardly.

"Maki is so nice."

They are the only ones left on the field now, and they can now display their true level without restraint.

Our five referees were attracted by the shaved ice and are now presided over by Panda, the temporary referee.

"One round decides the outcome. The time is ten minutes. Whoever the sandbag lands on loses."

The rules must be changed, otherwise there will be no end to the day.

"Huh?"

Gojo Satoru came over casually with shaved ice and Geto Suguru.

"How did you fast forward to the end?"

He also wanted to join in the fun,

Gojo Satoru snatched the sandbag from Panda's hand and stood on the blue team consciously. Geto Suguru also stood on the red team tacitly.

"Great! Jay and I are joining in!"

Not good! The high commissioners protested.

If these two people start fighting, then this piece of beach will be useless.

The two heartlessly pretended not to understand the students' dissatisfaction. Gojo Satoru put his hands on his hips and laughed, "Jie, just give up. I can hit you less."

"What are you talking about, Satoru?" Xia Yujie smiled. "You're talking nonsense again. You should admit defeat."

Those who knew the two men's bad natures secretly thought that it was not good. Goujuanji pulled down his collar to reveal the curse pattern, took out a loudspeaker and shouted, "Run!"

Ryona wanted to find Yukimura Seiichi, but the next second her hand was held by another familiar and warm big hand.

"Hold tight."

It seemed like he was talking to Ryouna, but also like he was talking to himself.

Liangnai's eyebrows curved, with a gleam in her eyes, and she shook hands hard.

"Um!"

At night, Yukimura Seiichi and Ryouna were admiring the starry sky on the terrace.

The two of them snuggled in the rattan chair, leaning against each other, enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

Yukimura Seiichi hugged the girl with satisfaction. The sweetness of her mint candy made him unable to resist tasting it.

The wet feeling from the side of her neck made her feel itchy. Ryouna had nowhere to hide and could only keep burrowing into Yukimura Seiichi's arms.

"Yukimura Seiichi!"

The corners of Liangnai's eyes were red, and she was leaning against his chest halfway, like an annoyed kitten, ready to claw him at any time.

“It’s itchy!”

"Is it itchy?" Yukimura Seiichi blinked his beautiful kite-colored eyes innocently, "Then I'll help you."

He hugged her tighter and began to nibble.

Not only did the itchiness not get resolved, but it made Liangnai's heart even more restless. She felt upset and her breathing became a little faster, but there was nowhere to escape.

She had to stop herself again, "Are you a puppy?"

Yukimura Seiichi pecked the girl's fair collarbone, "I belong to Ryouna."

Suddenly, the line in her brain connected, Ryona turned her body and pinched Yukimura Seiichi's face awkwardly.

"You're not jealous, are you?"

Because of Keigo Atobe.

Yukimura Seiichi was not ashamed of having his little thoughts discovered, and was even very happy.

Ryona noticed him and was happy.

He held Liangnai's hand that was pinching her face, brought it to his lips and kissed the palm of his hand.

"Little Ryouna guessed it right."

He pinched Ryouna's waist and helped her adjust to a comfortable sitting position.

"Then I'll give you a reward."

Just as I was about to ask what the reward was, I felt a tight pressure on my lips, and my tightly clenched teeth were forced open. My soft tongue was also forced to dance with it, and it didn't take long for a sour feeling to appear at the root of my tongue.

Liangnai's eyes were confused. Wasn't this reward a little weird?

Soon, the pleasure came over me again, and I had no time to care about anything else.