As expected, Nichiri TV station was eventually bombed.
With a deafening roar, flames shot into the sky, and thick smoke billowed out like a ferocious beast, rapidly engulfing the entire building.
Firefighters are working desperately to put out the fire.
The crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger, their faces beaming with excitement, their chatter rising and falling in waves.
Reporters from various media outlets were overjoyed, carrying cameras and wielding video cameras, weaving through the crowd with flashes going off incessantly, completely ignoring the police's attempts to disperse them, all focused on capturing this shocking news story.
The police could only try their best to maintain order from the sidelines.
Everyone was doing their job, with a clear division of labor, making it a lively and bustling scene.
Osaka People's First Hospital.
The smell of disinfectant permeated every corner.
According to the doctor's diagnosis, Miraiko's right arm bone was severely fractured, requiring bandaging and a long period of rest, which means she will have to regretfully withdraw from the upcoming Satsuki Cup.
When Achiba, the association president, who was also at the hospital, learned of this, he simply sighed and said it was a pity, and then said nothing more.
Since the karuta cards were not destroyed and the Satsuki Cup was held as scheduled, his plan had failed.
"Kazuha, I'm counting on you!"
In the hospital corridor, Miraiko gripped Kazuha's shoulder tightly with her unbandaged hand and said earnestly, "If we don't want the karuta club to be disbanded, we must achieve a good result in this Satsuki Cup."
"I'm injured and can't participate in the match, so I can only rely on you, Kazuha!"
"I...I can't do it, can I..." The sudden burden caught Kazuha off guard, and she stammered as she tried to refuse.
"Wasn't Kazuha supposed to participate in this Satsuki Cup?" Ran asked from the side. One of their purposes in coming to Osaka was to cheer for Kazuha.
Kazuha explained with a wry smile, "But... I don't really have confidence in myself..."
Although she had made a lot of efforts beforehand to prevent the karuta club from being disbanded, such as becoming a disciple of Master Jinghua, there was still the club president to support them. Now she was the only one left to participate, and the pressure was immense.
Sonoko quickly reassured her, "Don't be afraid, we're all here!"
Kazuha said helplessly, "But I'm the one participating."
Mrs. Yoshida said gently, "We'll cheer you on, Ayumi, won't you agree?"
"Yes!!! We'll cheer for Kazuha-neechan!"
The three little ones who followed shouted in unison.
Kazuha, participating in a karuta tournament for the first time, was suddenly thrust into the role. She had only wanted to follow the club president and rack up points! Why did she suddenly become a key player?
Which part of the process went wrong?
The energetic girl's mind was completely blank.
"Kazuha, you need to be more confident." Miraiko patted Kazuha on the shoulder and encouraged her, "You have good stamina, quick reflexes, and a never-give-up attitude, so you'll definitely be fine."
At this point, Miraiko paused slightly, a half-joking smile playing on her lips, and added, "Most importantly, you're shameless enough!"
Kazuha: "...I don't feel like this is a compliment."
"Of course I'm not praising you."
A sudden voice interrupted their conversation.
Ooka Momiji smiled slightly, elegantly carrying her bag, and slowly walked out of the ward next to her. She had just come to visit the injured Chairman Achiba, but she didn't expect to hear such a funny conversation.
"If an amateur attends a competition and expects to win, I think it would be better to skip the Hyakunin Isshu competition and start with the Iroha Karuta competition instead."
"It's you!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Kazuha's anger flared up instantly. Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she glared at Ooka Momiji.
Ran stood to the side, looking at the girl that Yuzuru had saved yesterday, with a puzzled expression, and asked softly, "Kazuha, do you know each other?"
Kazuha angrily recounted everything that had happened at the TV station that morning.
The words were spoken.
The atmosphere in the corridor changed instantly.
Ran, Sonoko, Mrs. Yoshida, and even Ayumi, who was chatting with Genta and Mitsuhiko, all looked at the girl with the stunning figure.
The hot-tempered young lady Sonoko couldn't possibly swallow this insult, and instantly blurted out, "She's dreaming!"
"Yuanzi, you're not allowed to swear."
Xiaolan gently scolded, then looked at Ooka Momiji and said seriously, "Miss, please don't say anything that could be misunderstood. Nan is our boyfriend, not your future husband."
The girl's voice was clear, melodious, and resonant.
Ooka Momiji, however, seemed not to hear her and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not here to ruin your relationship with your husband. I'm a very traditional person and I don't mind you being concubines."
Xiaolan: "?"
Kazuha: "?"
Sonoko: "?"
Mrs. Yoshida: "?" (crossed out)
The gentle young woman thought for a moment, realizing that she was the youngest and it didn't matter to her who became the eldest. So she picked up the sulking Ayumi and sat back down, intending to stay out of it.
Others, however, do not think so.
What does it mean to allow them to be mistresses?
Arrogant! Absolutely outrageous!
Sonoko's face turned red with anger. She took a step forward and pointed at Ooka Momiji, saying, "Who do you think you are? Allowing us to be your concubines? Nan doesn't like you at all. Don't flatter yourself!"
Ooka Momiji maintained her elegant smile, completely unconcerned about the crowd's anger: "Feelings can be cultivated, and it's my destiny to be with him. I knew he was the one when he saved me yesterday."
She paused slightly, as if recalling yesterday's scene, before continuing, "What? Does that mean that only you in this world are allowed to love your husbands, but I'm not allowed to have the same feelings? What kind of logic is that?"
"That...that's different..."
He was speechless for a long time.
After all, if you really think about it carefully, she herself only entered Hanyu Nan's life later, and in this relationship, she doesn't seem to have the full confidence to blame Ooka Momiji.
"What's different?"
Seeing this, Ooka Momiji became even more smug, raising her head like a proud white swan: "Or are you afraid? Afraid that once your husband has me as his rightful wife, he will no longer dote on you? And that you will be forgotten in a corner by him?"
These words sparked a dispute.
Sonoko scoffed, "You think you can make Nan like you? Just because you have big breasts? What's so great about having big breasts!"
Ooka Momiji didn't take it seriously, puffed out her chest, and deliberately provoked her: "Sorry, sometimes having big breasts is really amazing. It's an advantage that God gave me, unlike some people, no matter how jealous they are, they can't change it."
Seeing this, Xiaolan stepped forward and said, "Love is not something one-sided. Forcing your way into someone else's relationship will not end well."
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