Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes.

Extra 172.5: Sports Festival
Plan to catch up on missed chapters (1/3)

[Purely everyday life]

Shinichi Higashiyama originally did not want to participate in the sports meet.

With his current physical abilities and numerous supernatural powers, he should rightfully participate in the martial arts tournament of the cultivation world.

Fried fish is so delicious!

"Oh dear, it's a pity. The Green Team's star player had his headband removed and was eliminated!"

"The entire Yellow Team is out! My God, the Blue Team is absolutely insane!"

"Now only the Blue Team and the Red Team are left on the field, but the Blue Team still has three riders, while the Red Team only has their general left!"

"My God! Under Takaya Imagawa's command, the Blue Team has a huge advantage!"

"The Blue Team is about to complete the encirclement and elimination of the Red Team's key player."

"The Blue Team is about to win!"

"Congratulations to the Red Team for winning the Horseback Melee Championship! In a thrilling match, the Red Team's star player, Shin Higashiyama, relied on his agility and superb skills to narrowly defeat the Blue Team!"

The red team's cheering squad erupted in cheers.

"Red! Red! Red! Who's the star of the day? The Red Team!"

"Dongshan-kun! Take off your clothes! Dongshan-kun! Take off your clothes!"

Someone started the commotion, and the girls began to scream wildly.

Dongshan Shen smiled politely, clapped with his teammates, and walked off the field.

"sharp."

Takaya Imagawa was quite exhausted. He had indeed given it his all in the battle just now, but unfortunately he still lost.

But his greatest strength is that he becomes stronger after defeat and enjoys the process of fighting and competing.

"Just lucky." Higashiyama Shinichi said he wanted to fry fish, but he had actually been suppressing his power the whole time, trying to maintain the strength of an ordinary high school student, just a little too agile.

There was no way around it; in his eyes, even if he deliberately suppressed his power, the enemy simply couldn't move fast.

Some Japanese high school students are just terrifying.

"Lord Dongshan!"

Some girls around wanted to ask for a headscarf, but soon, in this late spring season, they felt a strange chill of late autumn and stopped in their tracks.

Ahead stood a figure as straight as a sword's edge. Although the space around her was vast, there was eerily no one beside her. Two leaves drifted by, and an aura of chilling dread filled the air.

At this moment, Dongshan Du suddenly appeared out of nowhere, took off his yellow turban, which was used for mounted warfare in the central region of his country.

"Who said they wanted my headscarf? Come on, everyone come over here! I've tied a dozen on to go, everyone gets one, come and shout with me: The Blue Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven!"

He rambled on and on, herding the group of senior female students to the vicinity like sheep.

This kid, when did he become so sharp?

"Here, please keep this safe for me."

Higashiyama Shin took off his headscarf and casually handed it to Chiba, who was standing next to him.

"Okay, I'll give it to you after I've washed it." Chiba took it seriously.

"Don't forget that the washing machine can automatically dry the clothes."

".good."

After the horseback riding battle, it was lunchtime. Some class clubs set up stalls where people could buy food for lunch.

After eating at several snack stalls, Chiba's brows furrowed deeply.

"The level seems to be..."

Dongshan took two bites of the soup dumplings he was supposedly making from a recipe from a time-honored brand, and they turned out to be filled with durian!

What kind of time-honored brand is this?! Is it from Laos?
“It’s terrible,” Chiba said bluntly, spitting it into the bag.

I shouldn't have had any expectations after all; not bringing a lunchbox was definitely a mistake.

Rayquaza—

Rayquaza~

If Higashiyama Shin were of sound mind, he wouldn't pay any attention to the shouting coming from behind.

"Hurry up," he said to Chiba.

Chiba nodded: "Okay."

She also didn't want her free time to be taken up by others.

"Hey, hey, don't ignore me, Lord Higashiyama! Your Highness! Oya-gata!" Archery captain Haruko Minamikawa quickened her pace and ran in front of Higashiyama, pitifully stopping the two of them. Today she was wearing an elf outfit, and the longbow in her hand was still full of artistic flair.

"I'm telling you, something big has happened! It concerns the life and dignity of the archery club!" she said with a serious expression.

Nanchuan's talk of life, death, and dignity is so abundant it could be sold wholesale.

It comes about once a month, even more punctual than ovulation.

Ignoring him, Higashiyama glanced at the durian soup dumpling in his hand and silently handed it to Minamikawa: "Tell me, what's the matter now? Groudon has issued another challenge?"

"Thank you! How did you know I hadn't had lunch yet? I promise I'll finish quickly so as not to delay your date with Chiba." Nanchuan happily accepted the basket of steamed buns.

Chiba suddenly realized that being delayed for a while wasn't such a bad thing.

"I'm telling you, not only did Groudon issue a challenge, he even teamed up with the swim club's Kyogre to challenge our archery team! Ouch, that's hot!"

When Nanchuan got angry, he ate a soup dumpling in one bite.

"They really don't take us seriously at all! It's obvious that the lesson we taught them last time wasn't enough!"

This must be because they take Kyudo too seriously, which is why the two clubs jointly declared war.

But that's not the point.

Dongshan Shen frowned as he watched Nanchuan finish eating the durian soup dumplings, one bite at a time.

He knew Nanchuan had always been a remarkable person, but he never imagined he was this remarkable.

"You think it's going too far, right?"

"Yeah, that's pretty outrageous, making buns like that." Dongshan said absentmindedly, "If I'm not mistaken, they challenged me to a match during the club performance tomorrow afternoon, but I already said I wouldn't be performing."

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?" Nan Chuan picked up his longbow, brimming with pride. "We can't always let the members take the lead; I'm the club president!"

"That's right." She paused slightly, "You absolutely have to be there, even if you just watch from below!"

"It's that simple?"

"Yes, it's that simple! Just wear the same clothes you wore during the last club recruitment."

What are you competing in?

"It's about who can attract the most viewers."

Just know.

"Even Imagawa-senpai can't escape this."

"Hey," Nanchuan tried to play dumb to get away with it, "Those steamed buns were pretty good, where did you buy them?"

"You're so confident, do you know what kind of program they're going to perform together?" Higashiyama thought that both clubs had quite a few people, and if they all went to support the event, the archery club might not be able to secure a victory.

After saying that, he pointed to the place selling soup dumplings with a complicated expression.

Nan Chuan shook his head: "I heard it's called 'Waterborne Harley,' but I'm confident because I'm confident in my members."

A Harley on the water?

Is this a show that can be performed on land? There doesn't seem to be a swimming pool in the performance area either.

How to do it on the water—the next day, Higashiyama Shin knew what that thing was.

It looks a bit like a human pyramid.

Below are the swimmers, forming an abstract image of a vast, surging ocean. Above them are the judo team members, forming an even more abstract image of a Harley-Davidson motorcycle.

Two ministers, shirtless, performed various difficult poses on stage.

The event was so large that it couldn't fit everything on the stage, so they had to perform in an open space nearby.

The guy who came up with this show is really something else.

Komagome Gakuin doesn't have any Indian students either.

But you know what, quite a lot of people watched it.

It's like a loud fart at a modern art exhibition—I can't understand it, but it smells very postmodern.

"It's all over, it's all over! Don't go and aid the enemy, all of you! Prince Higashiyama, please, please help the archery club! I'll do anything!"

Nanchuan was first stunned by what he saw, then he became anxious.

The thought of being defeated by such a performance makes me feel like my life will be bleak for the rest of my days.

Shinichi Higashiyama: "."

Do all club presidents at this school have to study abstract philosophy?

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