Chapter 55

Fūya Rei's eyes were deep, and his mixed-race face, which absorbed the advantages of different regions, restrained his smile. His light purple-gray eyes reflected a cold light in the moonlight, and the corners of his lips were pursed into a straight line, making his facial features more upright and profound.

He was in a mixed mood and said slowly, "I never thought that we would one day stand on opposite sides."

The person standing opposite him had his eyes downcast, his silver-gray hair stained with moonlight hanging down to cover his eyelashes, and his fair face was half hidden in the dark, looking melancholy and indifferent.

The two people stood far apart, and the silhouette cast by the street light above their heads just stopped at the other person's toes.

Gong Yeru no longer stared at the shadow on the ground. His golden irises reflected the solemn face of Furuya Rei, and their eyes were fixed on each other.

"I didn't expect that..." He stopped talking halfway. He shook his head, and his expression was replaced by determination. "There's no point in saying more. Let's get started, Zero."

Furiya Rei hesitated, and something flashed across his eyes, but in the end he said nothing. He took a defensive stance and tacitly agreed with the other party's statement.

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On the other side, several people sat in a row under the tree and watched.

Hagiwara Kenji quietly patted Morobushi Kagemitsu's arm and whispered, "Isn't it just checking the results of the special training? Why does it feel like filming a movie?"

"Hmm... maybe this kind of ceremonial feeling is what we want." Morobushi Kagemitsu analyzed.

He looked helpless and threw the question to the coach who seemed even more nervous than the two people confronting each other on the training field, "What do you think, Matsuda? Is Yuki okay?"

Thinking about the bruises on the opponent's body that had not healed when he helped apply medicine last night, Morofu Jingguang looked at the field with a hint of worry in his eyes, and his mind was slightly shaken.

"If Zero is on defense, the chance of winning is probably about 60 to 70 percent," Matsuda Jinpei said gloomily.

He thought of something and gritted his teeth in hatred, "Why is it that Zero guy? Wouldn't the squad leader be more suitable?"

Hearing his complaints, Hagiwara Kenji seemed to have heard something extraordinary. He hooked his shoulder and exclaimed, "Didn't you say, 'Even if he's the training squad leader, he'll definitely fight seriously, so we can't let him do it'?"

Matsuda Jinpei choked, remembering that he did say that, "Then... it doesn't have to be Zero!" He lowered his voice and said, "Hey, Hagi, Morobushi, are you two ready to watch the fun?"

Hagiwara Kenji shrugged and said, "Who said that Kofuruya is the best at arresting people? He is the most qualified candidate."

That's true. As an excellent student among excellent students, Rei Furuya's fighting skills are better than his master's. His movements are clean and smooth without any delay. As long as he can be defeated, it will be a sure thing that he will meet the requirements of the police academy assessment.

Matsuda Jinpei wanted to say something else, but suddenly he heard Morofushi Jingguang shouting beside him, "Be careful!"

Because it was just a simple simulation test, Kono Seira and Furuya Rei did not wear special protective gear. They only brought knee pads and elbow pads, and even replaced their batons with rolled-up newspapers.

The newspapers were rolled up in layers and wrapped with tape. They were solid and felt quite heavy in the hand, and one could hear a sound of them breaking through the air when swung hard.

Seeing the paper stick about to hit his knee, Fūya turned around and dodged, accidentally revealing a flaw on his left side. He didn't expect that the attack on his knee was just a feint, and in a flash, the opponent's fist rushed straight to his face.

But his motor reflexes were beyond those of an ordinary person. He suddenly raised his arms, which had been behind his back, and wrapped his palms around his fists to relieve the force. Instinctively, he leaned forward to hit the oncoming man's knee.

At this moment, Fūya Rei's abdomen was suddenly hit, his waist loosened, and his center of gravity suddenly lost balance.

The little trick he had learned was finally used at a tricky angle. Before Kono Seiryoshi could even breathe a sigh of relief, his right fist, which was wrapped up but not loosened, was pulled by a strong force. His feet tripped, and he had no time to turn around. He was about to fall down with Fūya Rei.

A second before the two of them fell heavily on the unpadded concrete floor, Furutani Rei suddenly pushed him on the shoulder.

The backward impact and the forward momentum offset each other, and they were too close. Kono Seira could clearly hear the muffled groan of Furukaya Rei when his back hit the ground, and the hands that were clasping his waist tightened in an instant.

His heartbeat hadn't even slowed down yet, and when he came to his senses after an unknown amount of time, the blond young man's clear eyes and eyebrows in the moonlight were looking at him with a smile: "You win, Yuki."

Kono Seiyoshi couldn't think of any words to answer, so he could only say dryly: "Because you released 80% of the water." It was like releasing an entire sea.

Because he was afraid, his voice was hollow when he spoke.

As soon as he said this, Gongye Shengliang remembered something and asked nervously, "Did you fall on your head? How about your back? Does it hurt anywhere?"

Fūya Rei was slightly startled.

It was indeed painful when he fell without protective gear, but after a while he just felt the ground was a bit bumpy. As for the feeling now... his eyes couldn't help but drift to other places.

This is a very dangerous posture in every sense. The waist and abdomen are restricted, and the core strength cannot be well controlled. The slightest movement will be detected, which is equivalent to handing the vital points to the opponent.

But Gongye Shengliang seemed to be unaware of it. The boy's eyes were wide open, and his expression was wavering and helpless. He wanted to pull him up but was afraid of touching the wound and dared not move casually. His fingers were still loosely grasping the fabric on his chest.

Because of the intense exercise just now, he was sweating, and the sweat was flowing down his fair neck into his collar. There was an inconspicuous red mark on the upper right side of the exposed clavicle.

When was it scratched?

Fūya Rei's attention was uncontrollably drawn to the red mark, and his hand on the ground shrank as if he wanted to grab something.

He suddenly felt a little hot, but for some reason, he didn't remind anyone to get up, but coughed to cover it up: "I'm fine."

"If everything is alright--" an obviously unhappy voice sounded not far away. Furukaya Rei, who was still lying on the ground, turned his head and met the death stare shot at him by Matsuda Jinping. He also understood the second half of the other party's unfinished sentence--then get up quickly, you blond bastard!

Furuya Rei raised his eyebrows and responded with his eyes - Well, this is not for me to decide.

Kono Seira didn't notice the silent competition at all. He didn't even realize that his current posture was terrible. He felt relieved after hearing Furuya Rei's answer, but he was not completely reassured: "Let's check it again when we get back to the dormitory."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to smooth his wet hair.

The words of refusal went around in his mouth, but he swallowed them back. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your help, Yuki."

Just as Kono Seiryoshi was about to respond, "What's the problem?", the restraints on the back of his hands suddenly loosened.

The hard hand guards that he had specially put on before coming here had their adhesive buckles loosened at some point, and before anyone could react, they hit Furukaya Rei's nose with a "bang".

Furuya Rei: “——.”

Seira Kono: "——!"

Shit, is it Mercury retrograde that Zero encountered him today?

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After the assessment, facing the intimidating gaze of Instructor Onizuka, Kono Seira looked calm, but in fact he was sweating.

His record of being at the bottom of the list for a long time finally had a breakthrough today, but it was still unclear whether he could meet the instructor's requirements.

Every second seemed to be broken into countless pieces. The instructor pondered for a long time, and when he said "passed", it sounded like heavenly music to my ears.

Instructor Onizuka showed a barely perceptible sense of relief on his usually serious and ferocious face, and patted him on the shoulder, "You've made progress, keep it up."

For the first time in his life, he received official recognition for fighting, and he almost cried for joy. Tears of emotion stayed in his heart, and he thanked the instructor obediently before leaving.

He walked back to the classroom with a brisk pace, and happily suggested to the five people: "How about going out for a dinner to celebrate? I'll treat you!"

"That's a good idea," Hagiwara Kenji perked up after hearing this, "Are you really going to treat us? Five grown men can eat a lot."

"Don't worry. I didn't spend much of my living expenses before, so I'm sure it's enough for a treat. Is there anything you want to eat?"

"How about the yakitori restaurant we went to last time? The lanterns there are really good. I highly recommend it!"

“The sukiyaki in Sanmachime is also delicious and it’s close to the shopping street.”

While a few people were talking about where to go for dinner, Kono Seiryoshi secretly glanced at a blond-haired, dark-skinned man who was thinking seriously with his chin in his hand.

As expected, Furuya Rei got the first place in this mid-term exam again, but this was not what he cared about.

After being hit in the face by the handguard that night, the blond young man went to the restroom directly with his nose covered. Although he claimed that it didn't hurt and it was just a bit sudden, Kono Seira still felt very guilty - there are no super powers in this world, and if Zero's face was disfigured by the smash, he would have to undergo surgery!

He observed carefully from various angles several times, staring at Fūya Ling to the point of not knowing whether to laugh or cry, so he simply let him watch.

"Compared to Matsuda's punch, it's nothing. Are you relieved now?"

"Hmm..." Gongye Shengliang nodded hesitantly, and couldn't help but poke it lightly with his finger.

Fūya Rei's purple-gray eyes, which had slightly drooping corners, suddenly widened unexpectedly.

"I heard that people with straight noses have a strong sense of mission." Kono Seira didn't notice his abnormality and seemed to understand, "Zero is also such a person."

They are first-rate both physically and mentally, have extremely high demands on themselves, value friendship, and have a strong sense of justice - such people will definitely excel wherever they go.

Not only Zero, but all the companions he met became police officers in order to protect important things. Their personalities are extremely dazzling and desirable.

"Yuki."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's gentle voice called him back to his senses. "We have discussed several stores. Which one do you like better?"

Kono Seiryoshi looked up and saw the faces of the five people, all of whom were different but all of whom were full of vigor. He couldn't help but lower his eyes and said, "It's all right. I'll treat you."

If this new life could continue like this - no, even if it ended suddenly, it would still be a precious encounter for him.