Just as He Ye entered the venue, more people arrived.
"My husband, I will bring you victory today."
A girl dressed in a gorgeous kimono gracefully bowed to Yuzuru. The purple bodice and red skirt, with their matching colors, gave her an air of nobility and confidence.
"Don't underestimate your opponent!" Yuzuru reminded him with a smile.
Ooka Momiji didn't take Kazuha to heart. This bet was unfair from the start. She was just happy about Hanyu Nan's reminder and said with a smile, "With my husband's words, Momiji is already content."
After speaking, she took light steps and entered the venue.
The venue was elegantly decorated, with polished wooden floors and song lists for "Hyakunin Isshu" hanging around the perimeter.
The contestants were already in place, and the stands were packed.
All the contestants gathered inside and began a fierce competition until, after rounds of elimination, the final two winners were determined and could ascend to the Satsuki Hall for the ultimate showdown.
High-definition cameras have been installed in every corner of the stadium to track the entire match and broadcast it live, ensuring that no exciting moment is missed.
The audience will watch the game on a large screen in the outdoor area.
As soon as Yuzuru Hanyu and his group sat down, the host began to explain the competition rules.
"Wow! Isn't that Kazuha-neechan?" Ayumi spotted Kazuha among the many contestants on the big screen at a glance.
Mitsuhiko: "Because I dressed differently from everyone else."
Yuan Tai: "I know, that's what you call standing out from the crowd."
Mrs. Yoshida held up her index finger to her lips, signaling them to lower their voices: "You three, keep your voices down and don't disturb the others."
"Yes!" ×3
Yukiko sat rather slouching, leaning lazily against Eri, her right hand rubbing her chin as she commented with interest, "This little girlfriend of the naughty brother is wearing a taekwondo uniform today."
She leaned almost half her body on Eri's shoulder, causing the latter to sigh helplessly.
That's called Aikido.
Eri Kisaki corrected her, and then gently pushed Yukiko forward.
Sitting next to the two, Ikenami Shizuka explained, "Kazuha specially wore her Aikido uniform today because she hopes that the match will be like her specialty, Aikido, where she can forge ahead and win."
"Uh..." Yukiko blinked and waved her hand indifferently, "Oh well, it's all the same, whatever path it is, I can't beat my bad brother anyway."
Fei Yingli: "..."
You talk as if you could beat them.
She was referring to “fighting” in every sense of the word – whether it was physical or otherwise.
During a late-night conversation between mother and daughter, Eri Kisaki, concerned for her daughter's future sexual well-being, asked Ran about the duration of her marital relationship with Nanami Hanyu.
At that time, Xiaolan blushed and huddled under the covers, too embarrassed to say anything.
Only after she pressed him for details did he tremblingly stick a finger out from under the covers.
"An hour?"
"Mom...it's always been like this..."
"Hiss~"
The lawyer was shocked for a long time and even began to worry about her daughter.
My body won't be able to take it this long...
...
The first round match was between Kazuha and a local player from Kyoto.
As the reader began reciting the waka poem, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Flowers bloom on the difficult river crossing, bare branches stand guard against the cold of winter."
"Smack!"
Kazuha hit the corresponding second half of the karuta almost reflexively, her movements clean and efficient.
"Well done! Kazuha got the card!"
Ran and Sonoko cheered excitedly.
On the other side, Ooka Momiji's slender fingers lightly brushed across the karuta cards like butterflies, taking the correct card before her opponent.
The big screen then gave a close-up shot of the autumn leaves in Ooka.
The crimson kimono gleamed with a luxurious sheen under the lights.
As a favorite to win the Satsuki Cup, Momiji Ooka is extremely popular, and during the match, close-up shots focused on her for most of the time.
Kazuha, a player participating in the karuta tournament for the first time, was often overshadowed by the many skilled players and rarely received any camera attention.
"This isn't fair!" Ayumi pouted and complained, "Kazuha-neechan performed so well, why didn't the camera film her?"
Mitsuhiko: "Because Ms. Momiji is a well-known contestant, the TV station will naturally give her more screen time."
Yuan Tai, munching on a rice ball he'd brought from outside, mumbled, "If you ask me, Sister He Ye is much more capable than that young lady!"
Listening to the conversation between the three little ones, Yuzuru Hanyu's lips curled up slightly.
He took out his phone from his pocket, and the screen lit up, showing a clear picture taken from above—every expression and every movement of Kazuha was perfectly captured, a 360-degree shot without any blind spots.
A small, stealth drone hovered over the competition.
Of course, you should cherish your own woman.
This was Kazuha's first time participating in a karuta tournament, so Hanyu Nan naturally wouldn't miss a single detail and recorded the entire experience for her so they could reminisce together later.
“From this angle, Kazuha looks very serious.” Akemi leaned closer, her hair falling onto Hanyu Nan’s shoulder.
"After all, this is about whether to go big or small."
The haughty little girl calmly revealed the essence of the matter.
Yuzuru chuckled: "You can't say that. You are all very important to me, without any distinction between big and small."
"Young Master Yuzuru~" The little maid was on the verge of tears, her eyes filled with seductive charm.
Ai: "..."
She silently took out her phone and quickly posted a message on the forum:
[My older sister is too kind and I got scammed, what should I do? I need help urgently!]
The competition was in full swing.
The police outside were also on high alert and on guard.
At the security checkpoint, Kogoro Mouri was chatting with several police officers.
With his hands in his pockets, he confidently surveyed his surroundings: "The security here is so tight, I don't think Ming Qing could possibly sneak in."
Officer Ayanokouji stroked the chipmunk on his shoulder and nodded in agreement: "Yes, let alone Nagoro, it would be difficult for even a mouse to sneak in."
Officer Otaki added, "Our prior search was thorough and we will not allow Nagoya to do as she pleases."
Conan stood to the side, his brow furrowed.
A detective's intuition told him things weren't so simple. He tugged at Hattori Heiji's sleeve: "Hattori, have you noticed anything unusual?"
"No." Hattori Heiji didn't even look up, his fingers flying across his phone as he typed, "Let me finish cursing these bastards first!"
He was engaged in a heated online debate with netizens who wanted his father to commit seppuku as an apology, and his face turned red with anger.
"My eyes are my ruler!" Hattori Heiji said confidently, but his eyes never left his phone screen. "If Nagayoshi dares to show up, he will definitely not escape my watchful eye!"
Conan rolled his eyes like a dead fish: "Heh~"
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