"It's nothing serious, I just fell down for a moment and I have some bruises on my body, but it's not serious. I will wake up soon."

Jingguang sat calmly aside, and next to him was the young master Atobe who was folding his arms in dissatisfaction.

About five minutes later, Kirihara woke up.

"What am I doing?"

The dazzling light hurt his eyes, and he quickly raised his right hand to block the light. He sat up only after his eyes adjusted.

"Here comes the medicine box."

A first-year student from Qingxue brought a medical kit and took out an alcohol cotton ball to disinfect Kirihara.

"hiss--"

Kirihara Akaya gasped and stepped back.

"Kamio, this guy is really messing around~"

Kikumaru Eiji easily placed his right hand on Echizen Ryoma's head and used him as a support for his body, completely ignoring the dissatisfied expression of the little guy (Echizen brand crutch).

"Yes, he did have a conflict with Kirihara before."

Kajimoto Takahisa nodded, this is a fact that everyone can see.

Feng, who was sitting on the sofa, disagreed, "But no matter what the reason is, we shouldn't use violence. Because we are athletes."

How important is an athlete’s body?

How can you do this?

"I originally thought he was a nice person." Meihu Ryo put one hand on the back of the sofa, looked up and said, his words full of regret.

Kirihara, who was being disinfected by a first-year student on the sofa, could no longer bear it and said, "Have you had enough? Didn't I say I just slipped accidentally?"

"Kirhara."

A cool voice sounded,

It's Jingguang.

"Do you want to forgive the criminal? Or protect him?"

He didn’t say the obvious “she” (“he” and “she” have completely different pronunciations in Japanese, and saying them would give it away.)

"...I literally just slipped and fell."

Kirihara Akaya spoke stubbornly, looking at Horio who said he saw Kamio's shadow, "First-year Seigaku over there, I'll say it again, I didn't fight with anyone at all."

Horio Satoshi was startled and whispered: "Uh...but I clearly saw someone running away..."

Kirihara Akaya interrupted him impatiently: "It's your illusion."

Yukimura Seiichi sat there quietly, while Yanagi Renji and Sanada also looked at Kirihara in silence, who was stubborn and not good at lying.

"Jingguang, come here and help me."

Yukimura Seiichi seemed to be thinking about something and whispered to Atobe Keimitsu. Keimitsu nodded to his brother and then quietly left his seat.

Yanagi Renji and Sanada also followed, and the four of them went to the next door.

It was obvious that Yukimura had discovered something or wanted to know something.

In the living room, Sengoku Kiyosumi looked around and tried to smooth things over, "Since Kirihara has said so, let's just leave it at that, right?"

Meido Ryo disagreed. "No, I think we should clarify this matter. After all, we will be living together for such a long time. At the very least, we should clarify what kind of people we are living with."

If someone pushes someone down the stairs because of a disagreement or hatred, it can cause lifelong harm to the athlete if he is not careful.

Kajimoto Takashi said in a slightly indifferent tone, "We didn't come here to make friends. Except for ourselves, everyone else is an opponent."

"Is this what Jounari Shonan does? You guys are pretty cold, aren't you?"

Meido Ryo glanced at Kajimoto and said with a smile.

"You guys are the Ice Emperors. You keep saying things like iron discipline or something, but in reality, you're just a bunch of good friends and noble young masters hanging out together for fun."

When Meito Ryo heard this, his expression turned cold, "What did you say?"

"Hey, wait a minute..."

Kikumaru was caught between the two people and was in a dilemma. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

"Wait a minute, what are we going to do if you guys start quarreling too?"

Although Feng was very unhappy with Kajimoto's words,

But he still advised, "Senior Meito, calm down."