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Chapter 295 Chapter 292: Huayin’s food

"Give it to...you?" Musashi Yan gasped, not out of gratitude, but out of astonishment. He was astonished that this young girl, Hanon, whom he had just met, would offer to help his family through their difficulties. He was also astonished by the girl's arrogant tone, as if saving a company was as simple as eating and drinking.

As the initial surprise subsided, Musashi's expression gradually shifted from blank to serious, and then from serious to playful.

"Oh, young lady, have you fallen in love with me at first sight?"

"Huh?" Musashi's words left Kanon speechless. What did he mean?

"We've never met before, and you offered to pay off my debts on our first meeting. The only reason I can think of is that you've fallen for me. I've heard that some girls these days are attracted to older men, but I really just look older than I am..."

"What are you talking about? Don't flatter yourself!" Hana stomped her feet in anger, but before she could protest for more than a few words, Musashi raised his hands and put them on her shoulders: "You're so young, you don't understand the hardships of society. Supporting a company is not an easy thing. I appreciate your kindness, but obviously you need to know more."

The first part was a joke; the second part is Musashi's true feelings.

"Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm short of money?!" Hanon frowned. It wasn't a pleasant feeling to be looked down upon after offering help, but she still patiently explained to Musashi, "My family is quite wealthy..."

"Enough!" Musashi's voice rose as well: "Don't think you're so great just because you're spending your family's money. The Musashi family isn't some lowlife beggar!"

"That's enough!" Before Hanon could respond, Musashi's father made his move. The old man punched Musashi so hard that he staggered. His movements were swift and agile, showing no signs of being ill. On the contrary, he seemed quite energetic!

This was certainly not the old man faking illness. On the contrary, after hitting the man, Musashi sat down on the hospital bed and panted for a long time. He even threw a stone from his hand, clearly indicating that he had used the stone's weight to deliver the heavy blow.

"Hmph, hmph...you brat, did I ever teach you to yell at girls?" Musashi's father sternly criticized his son, but then his tone softened: "However, I did teach you that we Musashi family members must hold our heads high..."

Musashi's father turned to Kanon: "Little Kanon, my Yan's attitude was bad, and I apologize to you on his behalf. We people at Musashi Construction are rough, but we understand things. Yan's friend Hiruma once tried to coerce the principal of Deimon into giving us money. How could we accept that kind of money? Even if you had that much money yourself, let alone spending your family's money, we can't accept something for nothing, and we can't just take your aid for free! What's that old Chinese saying..."

"The poor do not eat food offered with contempt." When talking to Musashi, Kanon's attitude was much gentler: "Uncle, I am Chinese, I understand that."

At this moment, Musashi straightened up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth that his father had hit: "So, little girl, you should go now, and let's not talk about this again."

"No!" ×2, both Hanon and Musashi refused at the same time. Hanon was stunned for a moment, and then Musashi said seriously, "Ayan, you go with her too. We don't want other people's pity for our money, but I didn't say you can't play American football."

The old man stood up straight: "Don't underestimate me, you good-for-nothing son! I'm a hundred times stronger than you! Just leave the mess to us."

"Us?" Musashi was taken aback. Then he saw six or seven people squeeze in through the door. They were all employees of Musashi Construction Company. The atmosphere in this small company was harmonious, and everyone was like a family. These employees were all apprentices taught by Musashi's father.

“Don’t underestimate us,” said Old Man Musashi. “I don’t remember training a bunch of guys who wouldn’t have a job if they left Musashi Construction Company.”

The staff also came over: "The head nurse called us over, so there must be something wrong. Ah Yan, you don't need to worry about things at the hospital. Since Dad fell and got injured, everyone has been quietly saving some money. Besides, you've been helping out at the company for a year, and the business is back on track. If we can't hold on, we'll be too incompetent."

Someone even took out a Deimon school uniform and handed it to Musashi: "Ayan, I've prepared a school uniform for you. Ever since you took it off to support the company, I knew this day would come."

"Haha, look at your face. Be careful when the referees complain that you're not a high school student when you get back to the field."

"Go for it, get it into the Christmas bowl!"

"Everyone..." Musashi was deeply moved; the situation suddenly shifted into a heartwarming moment, but...

"Wait a minute!" Kanon, who had been forced to ignore all sorts of forced interpretations, finally couldn't take it anymore and shouted, finally attracting everyone's attention.

"That's enough!" Hana shouted irritably, then held up one finger to signal everyone to be quiet, while taking out her phone with her other hand and dialing the number.

"Hey, Miho, how's that thing I told you in the message? Oh, it's all arranged! That's great, love you, MUA~"

"Little girl, what is this...?" Everyone in Musashi's building was completely confused. Just as Musashi was about to ask, Hanon pointed out with her finger to stop him from speaking and quickly dialed another number.

Beep beep, beep beep—"Hello, Dr. Ying? This is Ye Hanane~ Hmm, it's been a while since we last met on Rushima Island~ What have you been up to lately? Ah, still at that hospital taking care of the kids... Oh, Mr. Nitoku has been discharged? That's great, but he'll need to recuperate for a long time... What can I do for you? Oh, well, there's an elderly gentleman here who's fallen from a height and is now bedridden. I hope you can come and see him... Oh, you agree? Great! The address is..."

After making the two phone calls, Hanon looked at everyone at Musashi Construction and said in one breath, "I know you are all respectable people who don't accept favors without merit, so I don't intend to give Musashi Construction any financial aid directly. Have you all heard of Suoh Steel? It's a large family-owned steel company, and the president there is my... uh, close friend. Suoh Steel is currently expanding, which includes a complete industrial layout in the construction industry, from steel to building construction to decoration. I've seen Musashi Construction's craftsmanship in Desimon, and it's perfectly fine. Therefore, Suoh Steel will entrust some of the decoration work in the Tokyo area to Musashi Construction. How about starting with 100 million yen? If it goes well in the future, Suoh Steel will also consider investing in Musashi Construction and turning it into a subsidiary. Of course, the acquisition price will be given preferential consideration! As for the old man's illness, I have already asked the most skilled doctor I know to help. I have seen him cure a seriously injured person with a broken neck, which can be described as bringing the dead back to life. I believe the old man's illness will not be a problem either."

After saying this long speech, Hanon finally finished expressing her thoughts. As for the people at Musashi Building, including the head nurse at the hospital, they were all frozen in place.

Now it was finally Kanon's turn to pat Musashi on the shoulder: "That's how it is. You're earning an income through your own skills, plus a renowned doctor treating patients. I'm sure you and your son have no reason to refuse, right? From now on, you can go back to Deimon and play American football."

After a long while, Musashi swallowed hard and regained his ability to think, while everyone, including his father, was still immersed in great shock and joy and had not yet come to their senses.

"You, you, you...who exactly are you?"

Author's Note:

Hanon: "You're welcome. My name is Lei Feng."

Hanon: "These days, it's so hard to do a good deed."

Hanon: "Now I have to find the right moment to show off, it's so hard for me."

Section 296, Chapter 293: Deimon vs. the West

With cannon salutes and fluttering ribbons, it's another weekend, and the Tokyo semi-finals of the Japan High School American Football Championship have begun.

With their hopes of advancing to the national championships at stake, two offensively-minded teams are about to engage in a fierce battle: the Western Wild Gunners vs. the Deimon Bats, the clash is imminent.

Most of the players on both sides had already taken to the field to warm up, but there were exceptions. Kanon was not present, which made Hiruma a little unsure: "That brat, did he say something to her during the sports meet and she's unhappy about it?"

Because Deimon held a sports meet this week, the workload was quite light. Since she messed up the sports meet, Kanon hasn't participated in the team's training anymore. These past few days, she's been avoiding Hiruma in class, acting all mysterious. Even Hiruma can't figure out what's going on with her.

“If Hiruma were to investigate diligently, he would surely discover the truth about you and me,” Kanon said to Musashi in the entrance passage.

In fact, Kanon had already arrived at the stadium, with Musashi Yan by his side—given Kanon's arrangement, Musashi had no reason to refuse, especially since he was eager to return to the field and fight alongside Hiruma and Kurita. However, Kanon deliberately arrived a little late, only appearing after the Deimon team players had all warmed up. Kanon's explanation for this was: "I'll push Musashi onto the field just before the game starts; Hiruma's expression will be hilarious then."

"You really have a twisted sense of humor..." This was Musashi's thought, but he didn't say it. Ever since Kanon told him that she had disguised herself as a man and joined the Deimon team as "Eyeshield Mask 23," Musashi had categorized Kanon as someone who "I suspect there's something wrong with your head." He wouldn't be surprised if someone like that did something amazing.

"Hiruma's attention isn't on us, because he's focused on dealing with that guy in this game." Kanon pointed towards the West Team: "Kidd, the core and captain of the West Team, has an extremely fast passing speed and strong strategy. He's an amazing quarterback. Even Hiruma will have a hard time dealing with him."

Then Kanon pointed to a few other noteworthy figures in the Western team and introduced them to Musashi: "That poker-faced burly man is called Tetsuma Takeshi. He's the receiver for the Western team. I heard he's an emotionless robot who can perfectly execute the team's tactics. He's strong and fast, and his presence will make things very difficult for Monta."

"Finally, there's that guy. I only heard Sena mention him during the sports meet." Kanon, with Musashi by her side, looked at a short, cute-looking boy with dyed white hair in the West team: "Kaiya Riku, the running back of the West team. I heard he's Sena's childhood friend. Sena learned his running method from him. These two might have fierce competition."

After surveying the West Team's situation, Musashi clicked his tongue and said, "They look very imposing. As expected of Tokyo's top team, it will be difficult for Deimon to win."

"Is it difficult? Not at all." Hanon smiled: "You're back in the team, and I'm still here. The Nimon isn't the Nimon it used to be—let's go out."

Just then, the referee was calling for both teams to take their positions and get ready to start the game. He glanced at the number of players on the field and said to Hiruma, "Dead Gate team, how many of you are going to play? American football is played with eleven players!"

"What?" Before Hiruma could turn around, he heard Kurita and the others cheering, "Musashi! It's Musashi!"

"A new player has joined Deimon?" "Musashi?" "The legendary kicker with the sixty-yard-long pistol?" The stands were buzzing with discussion, but Hiruzen remained silent, stunned. After a long while, he finally smiled—a smile that was unexpectedly gentle, unlike that of a demon at all.

Hiruzen tossed an item over, which Musashi caught. He discovered it was a football pedestal covered in dust.

"Ah, this is the Hiruzen I used in the past... You've kept it for over a year?" Musashi and Hiruzen stared at each other for a long time, their hearts in perfect harmony.

"Hey, you two are so cheesy!" Hanon chimed in untimely, "This eye contact is so gay."

Hiruma turned to Kanon: "Did you bring Musashi back?"

"I only did a little bit of work..." Kanon was interrupted before she could finish speaking. Kurita rushed over and hugged Musashi and Hiruma, and also wrapped Kanon up in the hug.

"Ahhh, wait until later, wait until later to be emotional! Now is not the time to cry!" Kurita was already incoherent: "We need to focus on doing well in this match first. It's not easy to get everyone together, it would be a huge failure if we don't make it to the Christmas Bowl."

"Uh...you're the only one crying now, aren't you?"

After everyone struggled to pull Kurita away, ending the pre-match chaos, Hiruma passed by Kanon and softly said, "Thank you."

Then, Hiruzen pulled out a long-barreled shotgun from somewhere and fired it repeatedly into the sky. He was now overjoyed—some people instinctively twirl a pen, Hiruzen instinctively twirls a gun…

"Ee-ha—the players are back, and the spoiled princess is free too. With strength, speed, skill, and talent all in place, our chances of winning this match have greatly increased!"

The Mud Gate team was overjoyed and in a state of excessive excitement, while the opposing Western Wild Gunners team was a bit confused about the situation.

What's wrong with those people from the Mud Gate?

"It's not that we've gone crazy, it's that we've welcomed back a powerful player." Captain Kidd still had that carefree, smiling look on his face: "Looks like this game is going to be tough."

Despite this, Kidd did not believe there was no chance in this match, and Hiruma also felt that the hope of victory had greatly increased. They were both wise generals who knew themselves and their enemies, understood how formidable their opponents were, and were also aware of the strength of their own teams.

After the coin was tossed, Deimon attacked first, but the ball was caught by Kaiya Riku and instead ran towards Deimon's scoring zone.

"Watch out, don't let them return the ball after their serve!"

Sena and the "Haha Trio" went to intercept Kaiya Riku, so Kaiya Riku made a passing motion—a feint. After Sena and the trio changed their diving route, Kaiya Riku actually switched back to running, dodging the players and running directly towards the scoring area.

"Excellent, a beautiful start!" The Western Team, from the leader down, felt confident—Raku's speed was second only to Sena, and his footwork in dodging interceptions was superb, even Sena was shaken off. This touchdown was a sure thing... right?

No way! Just as Kaidani Riku was less than ten yards from Deimon's scoring line, the entire stadium suddenly erupted in a huge roar. People's voices were filled with shock—they saw a figure catch up with Kaidani Riku at an unbelievable speed. Was this short sprint at the limit of 4.2 seconds? No, it might even be faster…

"Someone? How could this be—" Before Kaiya Riku could finish his thought, he was thrown to the ground by a huge, almost irresistible force. When he came to his senses, he was already lying on the ground, and the American football in his hand had been taken away.

Even more terrifying, he discovered that the person chasing him had pinned him down with just one hand.

"Who...who are you?"

"Uh, Lightspeed Mask 23?"

Yes, that's Kanon. After Musashi returned to the team, Hiruma assigned her to the linebacker position on the defensive end.

Section 297, Chapter 294: Kanon's Solo Kill

After Musashi's return, the already formidable attack power of the Deimon Bats became even more ferocious, requiring almost no adjustments to the offensive line. Hiruma then reassigned Kanon to the defensive end, utilizing her superior physical abilities to restrain the opponent. This strategy proved highly effective; Kaidani Riku's running style was quite impressive, but facing Kanon, he was caught off guard and easily stopped.

Kanon didn't even need to fall down with him; she captured Riku with one hand.

"Great interval running technique." Hanon kindly extended a hand: "Try again next time, young man."

"Tch." Kaiya Riku didn't take Kanon's hand, but stubbornly stood up on his own: "Let's shake hands again when I break through your level next time."

"Looks like we won't be able to shake hands in this match." Hanon shrugged. The boy opposite her was quite competitive, so she would play along and be a little tougher in her tone.

Next up was Deimon's turn to attack. The Western team's forward line was relatively weak, especially with Musashi's return, which excited Kurita, the gentle giant. He immediately knocked down four or five Western players, creating a very wide running route for Kobayakawa Sena.

“Hmm, Sena’s running style is different from Riku’s. The latter is concise and efficient, while the former uses a lot of sprinting, sudden braking and changing direction. These are acceleration and deceleration techniques that have been practiced extensively…” As the person in the rear, Kanon did not participate in the attack, but just watched from behind. The members of the West Unit were dodged by Sena one by one, except for Kaiya Riku who caught up. At this time, there were no obstacles in front of Sena, and the situation became a simple race.

"Can't create distance?" Sena wondered.

"I can't close the gap!" Lu thought to himself.