It is obvious that beating is love and scolding is affection. They are clearly just cultivating feelings for each other.
"It's just that our ways of cultivating relationships are different. Can you please stop looking at us young people with your old-fashioned eyes?"
Sister! There's a generation gap every three years. There's already a huge age gap between us. Don't use your old-fashioned perspective to judge our current view of love!
"Who are you saying is the eldest sister? Tell me again if you have the guts—"
The beautiful woman was no pushover. She dared to say that, she must want to die, right? Do you want to guess why she's now second in command, while Fushimi Saruhiko is only third in command?
Is this guy planning to attack her, the second-in-command?
Fushimi Saruhiko was so angry that she laughed. Haha, does she have a good temper?
Come on, come on, who's afraid of who? He has never been afraid of anyone.
The two men rolled up their sleeves and prepared to start fighting in this tennis court where there were many people and everyone was just ordinary people.
How could this big guy tolerate this?
The kings nearby, the clan's top leader and second in command, all came over to mediate.
"That's not the case, that's not the case! We're watching a game right now, can you please pay attention to the situation we're in and not act like this, right—"
"Yeah, beautiful women should be more generous. Don't get angry all the time, it will cause wrinkles. Why do you want to argue with this guy?"
After pulling left and right, they finally managed to separate the two people.
Not far away, the Red Clan, all dressed in dark red, were confused as to what was going on over there.
With their hearing ability, they certainly understood the specific content of the conversation, but precisely because they understood it, they were even more confused about what they were arguing about.
"When did they become so lazy and casual? It feels like they are us!"
The man with the same blond hair and the second-in-command wearing glasses pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled.
This is certainly not a real mockery, but the way of expressing intimacy between members of each clan is different. The clan of the Fourth King has always been synonymous with seriousness. Today's appearance is indeed rare, as if they are their reincarnations, which is very surprising.
But he also felt that this was a good thing in a sense. After all, if people were always too tense, wouldn't that be bad? They also needed to relax occasionally, for example -
"Well, come to think of it, this is the first time I've seen him so relaxed. It's really a bit shocking!"
The man held up his chin and looked leisurely at the people who were trying to stop the fight.
"Stop gloating over your misfortune. Be careful, that beautiful lady might come and cause you trouble."
A gentle voice came from the side, and the gentle man holding the little girl's hand said with a smile.
"No matter what, watching a beautiful woman's excitement is not a proper thing to do, and it's not gentlemanly. I advise you to turn around and try to persuade her now, before she gets really angry. If you continue to persuade her, there will be no way to stop her!"
The Red Clan also watched for a while. It was getting lively, so it was about time for them to go over and help.
After all, although they are rivals in public, they are also good friends to some extent, so we still have to help -
"Right, Yata-chan!"
The boy called Xiao Yata snorted coldly, "That damn monkey actually embarrassed himself in public, and the person he was talking about was me. How can I tolerate him continuing to talk like this and make such a fuss?"
So embarrassing!
If he didn't stop it, it would be out of his character. He rolled up his sleeves and joined Hatta Misaki in the battle. Of course, he didn't want to fight with the people from the Blue Clan, he just wanted to fight with the man named Fushimi Saruhiko.
Grab the person by the collar and ask them what they mean by all that talk. What exactly does this person want to do?
"That's right, that's right!"
…
With the help of the Red Clan, some of the incidents here are easier to handle. Everyone can find their own CP to comfort those who need to be comforted, and continue to quarrel with those who need to quarrel. Basically, there is nothing else to worry about.
However, after this happened, Reiji Munakata felt even more confused.
It was at this time that he discovered that his second-in-command and third-in-command had fixed partners within the Red Clan. Regardless, their ways of interacting and their styles were all unique. Yet, they all achieved a balance between them...
So, how should we explore a way to get along with Suho-sama?
This man was different from everyone he had ever met. During the battle, he knew how to test and treat Suohonori, but what about the rest of the time? It was really troubling!
…
Suohono remained sitting in his seat without moving.
Next to him, Kushina Anna sat obediently beside him, quietly looking at Nioh who was sitting on the coach's chair in the center of the field.
"Zun, you should go over there!"
"Hmph, do you also think I should give that guy a result?" Zhou Fangzun said.
Maybe everyone thinks so, but he doesn’t think so. Not everything has to have a result.
"No—Reiji, he…" The little girl shook her head gently. How could she force Suohonori to do something? She was the one who most wanted Suohonori to live a free and happy life.
only--
A lot of things!
"Before the end, it's always difficult for many people to see their true feelings and their ultimate intentions clearly. I just don't want you to miss out on many things!"
This is a skill that belongs only to Anna, which can see through people's hearts. At this moment, his red eyes reflected the beating heart hidden deep in Zhou Fangzun's heart.
"Go over there...at least have a good talk with him. He's trying hard to get closer to you!"
No matter what the final result is, he hopes that Suohonori can bravely take the first step.
and--
At this moment, the fourth king was really a little bit uncomfortable and annoyed. After all, he had been a king for such a long time and had never encountered such a scene. Everyone was arguing in a mess like a pot of porridge.
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