Chapter 59 Aren’t we friends? Yukimura Seiichi couldn’t help but puff…

Yukimura Seiichi couldn't help but chuckle, and noticed that Morinaga Yuya and Xiaojiu, who had just broken through his mental power, were looking at him in confusion. Then he coughed lightly and returned to his usual gentle self.

"You also lost."

Morinaga Yuya ignored Xiaojiu who was angrily trying to ask Yukimura Seiichi to feel his mental power, and walked towards Yukimura Seiichi.

"What is Jingshi's request?"

Yukimura Seiichi narrowed his eyes and gave an extremely harmless smile.

"Please allow me to keep this a secret now."

Morinaga Yuya responded in a low voice, but Yukimura Seiichi clearly noticed that Morinaga Yuya's tone was a little depressed. He sighed softly and was about to go and coax him when an extremely lively figure suddenly jumped out of the woods.

"Boss Yukimura, Senior Morinaga!"

Kirihara Akagi applied the emergency brakes only when he was close to them, staring at the two seniors in front of him without blinking.

The atmosphere seems a little off, Yugo, Naoki, help! ! !

The two more perceptive people had already stopped and stood far away where they could be seen by Yukimura Seiichi but their voices could not be heard clearly.

Yugo Kashima hesitated, "Naoki, isn't it a bad idea to let Akaya bear this all alone?"

Fujii Naoki quickly shook his head. "Don't worry, Yugo. The most the captain can do is make Akane do a few more tests."

"Besides, who was that guy just now who was grabbed and rushed over without reacting?"

Kirihara Akaya blinked, and if he had ears, they would have drooped completely by now. "Bushi."

Morinaga Yuuya glanced at Yukimura Seiichi's profile and turned around. "Aka, do you want to try grilled fish?"

"Morinaga-senpai, are you going to cook?" Kirihara Akaya clearly remembered that Morinaga Yuya was also a member of the dried juice research team and nodded anxiously. "Please leave it to me, senpai. My mother and sister said I'm a pretty good cook."

Morinaga Yuya naturally discovered that Kirihara Akari was also afraid of him cooking, but if he listened to his advice, the kitchen at home would not be used so often. He pushed him and turned to walk towards the stream.

"We can fish together."

As he passed by Yukimura Seiichi, Morinaga Yuya walked forward without looking around.

The hem of his clothes was suddenly grabbed, and Morinaga Yuya looked up and stared straight into Yukimura Seiichi's eyes.

Kirihara Akaya rarely sensed the danger and took advantage of Morinaga Yuya's distraction to run away.

Seeing this, Yugo Kashima and Naoki Fujii were even more afraid to go over.

"When can Niou-senpai and Marui-senpai come over?"

This kind of scene is not suitable for them!

Seiichi Yukimura reached out and pinched Yuya Morinaga's cheek, then took a step forward to close the distance between them.

"Ok Yuya, I was wrong~"

If you get any closer, you can touch the tip of each other's nose, and the warm breath is within reach.

Morinaga Yuya, who was already very attracted by Yukimura Seiichi's looks, almost lost his mind and struggled to maintain his sanity. Morinaga Yuya glared at him angrily, "Too much!"

Yukimura Seiichi pinched Morinaga Yuya's cheek with greater force, and that spot of skin soon became flushed like the rest of the skin.

There was an extremely vivid emotion in his wet eyes, and the red on the corners of his eyes and earlobes was particularly attractive. Only then did Yukimura Seiichi notice that Morinaga Yuya had a very faint mole at the corner of his eye.

"I want Yuya to treat me like he treats Mori-senpai."

Yukimura Seiichi is no longer satisfied with simple physical contact, he always greedily wants more.

Morinaga Yuuya looked at Yukimura Seiichi with dissatisfaction, "Why are you hesitating about such a request? Aren't we friends?"

Yukimura Seiichi selectively ignored the word "friend". He didn't want to be just a friend. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "Then Yuu agrees too, right?"

Morinaga Yuya didn't want to admit that he had no resistance to Yukimura Seiichi's smile and raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"Don't laugh!"

Morinaga Yu could also cover Yukimura Seiichi's mouth, but he couldn't hide his curved eyes at all.

In order to prevent Morinaga Yuya from getting angry, Yukimura Seiichi struggled to hold back his laughter.

After confirming again and again that Yukimura Seiichi would not laugh suddenly again, Morinaga Yuya withdrew his hand.

"Can I hold you?"

“Why ask in advance?”

After getting permission, Yukimura Seiichi reached out and hugged the person in front of him. It had been several months since he had hugged the other person openly.

Morinaga Yuu was also thinking seriously, he had grown a lot taller this year and often had growing pains, so why was he still not as tall as Jingshi?

Seeing the two seniors reconcile, Kirihara Akaya almost cried with joy. The atmosphere just now was simply too terrifying.

Niou Masaharu popped his head out from behind the tree, "Piyo~ Yukimura is making good progress."

Yagyu Biroshi, protecting the two balloons, popped his head out from a position slightly lower than Niou Masaharu, "After all, that's Yukimura."

Marui Bunta poked his head out from the bushes behind him, "As expected of Yukimura."

Jack Sangyuan behind him was in a panic, afraid that the balloon would be punctured by the branches.

A faint voice came from a tree not far away, "...According to the data..."

Yugo Kashima hugged Naoki Fujii's arm tightly. Why are their predecessors always so elusive?

"In the end, the only reliable ones are Sanada-senpai and Tezuka-senpai."

Naoki Fujii patted Yugo Kashima's arm and motioned him to look to the right.

Yugo Kashima turned his head and saw the two seniors, whom he had just thought were reliable, holding leaves that had no hidden properties at all, hiding behind a tree and peeking furtively.

"…There's no saving Naoki."

Fujii Naoki glanced at Tezuka Kunimitsu, who remained stern even after doing something like this, and said, "Perhaps Tezuka-senpai was forced into this?"

"There's no way to save him, that's Sanada-senpai!"

The only conscience before Rikkai University!

As more and more eyes fell on him, Yukimura Seiichi reluctantly let go of his hand and looked around.

"This kind of training is still too easy for everyone~"

Almost instantly, the few people who were hiding all stood up obediently.

Even the confused Tezuka Kunimitsu was reminded by the conscientious Sanada Genichirō to run over.

Yanagi Renji knew he needed to come out now, "I'll discuss changing the training schedule with Coach Mifune later."

"Genichiro?"

Genichirō Sanada avoided Yukimura Seiichi's sight. He finally got a chance to see the excitement of his childhood friend, but was caught so quickly. Genichirō Sanada now felt extremely guilty.

"Don't worry, Yukimura, I will supervise them well."

Yukimura Seiichi, who was in a good mood, reluctantly let them go for now and said, "Go help Akaya grill the fish."

The aroma lingering at the tip of the nose with a burnt smell finally attracted the attention of the group of people present.

Niou Masaharu took a look at Kirihara Akaya's finished product and decisively pulled Yagyu Hiroshi to catch a few more fish.

It's not a pleasant thing to get sick in the mountains, especially if it's food poisoning.

After Yukimura Seiichi acted as if he really needed Morinaga Yuya, Morinaga Yuya looked at the fish he was about to grill reluctantly, and went to Yukimura Seiichi to help him.

Mifune Nyudo, who was waiting there anxiously, finally smelled the smell of grilled fish on the group of people. He hugged the only surviving eagle and glared at Yukimura Seiichi, the leader of the group.

"We'll be playing against high school students here later. Whoever can't catch the ball is out."

Mifunerudo said this, turned around and returned to the wooden house with his tied eagles.

The high school students couldn't wait any longer and went to the other half of the court with their rackets in hand.

"To prevent us from being accused of outnumbering the minority, you should serve first."

Faced with the bright and unclear light coming towards them, the group of people, who were always on guard, were not in a good mood.

"Then it would be better if we could make the number of seniors equal to ours sooner rather than later."

As these words fell, more than a dozen tennis balls flew towards the high school students' territory at the same time.

“It’s so heavy!”

"What the hell, this ball won't bounce."

After a few balls were passed back and forth, many of the high school students, who made up the majority of the group, left dejectedly.

Yanagi Renji reminded, "Pay attention to the terrain."

"Don't worry, Senior Liu. I've gotten used to the terrain here after these few balls." Kirihara Akaya held three tennis balls in his hand. "One by one is too slow. It's better to eliminate these guys as soon as possible."

Marui Bunta picked up five tennis balls and said, "We can't lose to Akaya."

"Puri~"

Niou Masaharu raised the corner of his lips with ill intention. If Kirihara Akaya knew that he would be subjected to tutoring from the grumpy uncle after the event, he might regret his actions.

In a short period of time, the number of balls flying on the court increased from a dozen to dozens, and the number of high school students, which had been sharply reduced, became flustered.

After Mifune Nyudo placed his beloved eagle, he came out and saw that the high school students' side was empty, and only two junior high school students had been eliminated.

Yanagi Renji and Inui Sadaharu decisively took the notebook and went to stop Mifune Nyudo to change the training list.

Niou Masaharu thought about it and decisively joined in.

I don't know what they discussed, but Marui Bunta looked at Kirihara Akaya who was taken away by Mifune Nyudo, and the big bag of textbooks and test papers, and gave Niou Masaharu a thumbs up.

"Kirihara Akaya!"

Marui Bunta slipped and fell into the water. He sat up and raised his hands to pull his hair back.

"Coach Mifune must be really pissed off."

Niou Masaharu turned around and dodged the splash from Marui Bunta, "Puri~ I have a reasonable suspicion that Coach Mifune will find a way to pack us up inside the base in a few days."

Mao Li Juzabulang, who was training listlessly, suddenly woke up and said, "Then I can go play with Moonlight Senior in advance!"

Just as Niou Masaharu guessed, after Mifune Nyudo struggled for three or four days, he decisively allowed them to get the black jackets and enter the base.

The coaches who received Mifune Nyudo's call were confused: Do they still need to give students extra lessons? Don't the students in the First Army go to the library to study on their own?

The coaches, who had no idea what kind of bomb Mifune Nyudo had sent, were in a good mood and were even thinking about how to get the junior high school students to ignite the vitality of the entire base.

"Let them play from the last pitch up?"

"That's too slow. They have to go back for school. Let's start from court number 10."

"Is the First Army arranging a match?"

"Wait until they get to the first pitch."