Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

The highlight of today, of course, is the recruitment of new members for the club.

But the Reasoning Department has no plans to recruit new members, so there are no activities.

Hoshizaki Sayo followed the original plan and dragged Miura Gensuke to the gym to play table tennis with her father: "Remember to perform well..."

"rest assured."

Miura Gensuke smiled cruelly and picked up the racket.

It's not like he didn't think about a future with Sayo...

But the gravity of reality is too heavy.

Ideas are just ideas.

Now that there is no hope of marrying into his wife's family, he no longer has the heart to discuss right or wrong.

It’s better to have a good game of ball.

Hoshizaki Masao, who was very interested, also took the racket from the secretary:

"Miura, I heard from Saya that you're really good at table tennis."

"But I don't believe it."

Miura Gensuke, who was sitting across a ping-pong table, just smiled.

Do not believe?

There are times when you cry.

"When I was young, I was the main player of the table tennis club." Hoshizaki Masao stretched his arms a few times and said, "Let's start."

"If you lose, you will..."

"I won't lose." Miura Gensuke confidently served a counter-spin ball.

This old man must want to humiliate me severely in front of Saya!

Then I'll humiliate him first!

"Ping! Pong!"

"Ping! Pong!"

Backhand twist and pull!

Swing short! Chop long!

A forehand blast into the loop!

Miura Gensuke launched an attack with all his strength.

As the yellow ball flew faster and faster, Hoshizaki Masao still failed to receive a smash.

The ping-pong ball whizzed past his ear like a hurricane, causing his gray hair to rise, and then hit the unfortunate secretary's leg.

He almost knocked the secretary to the ground.

"how come……"

After losing the point, Hoshizaki Masao looked at Miura Gensuke in surprise: "It seems that I am really old..."

"No, no, you're still too young in front of me." As he said that, Gensuke Miura blew on his racket.

Hoshizaki Sayo looked at him with a pale face: "You...you...idiot..."

"Young man...you..."

After being scolded, Hoshizaki Masao's attitude became much more serious, and his competitive spirit was truly aroused:

"Secretary, bring me the Empire Destroyer Dragon signed racket from my car."

"But Chairman, that's Ma Long..."

"Bring it!"

Changing the racket was not enough, Hoshizaki Masao even took off his suit and put on a casual black sportswear.

Miura Gensuke was not to be outdone and did a few more stretching exercises on the spot: "If you lose, give me the racket."

Hoshizaki Masao's face flushed. "Well, you're really greedy. You want everything, don't you? Come and get it if you can."

"..."

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

“Come again…!”

"Come again..."

"Come... again..."

"Dad, please don't come!"

Half an hour later, Hoshizaki Sayo, unable to bear it any longer, grabbed the racket and said, "You can't beat Gensuke again..."

"Go home and rest early. I still have to play with Gensuke in the afternoon."

"Even you...you...cough..." Hoshizaki Masao covered his chest and said, "I, your father, have never lost! It's the same in business and on the court!"

"Miura, wait for me, kid."

"I was just rusty today, I will definitely come back!"

Looking at Hoshizaki Masao being helped away by his secretary, Miura Gensuke finally felt a little relieved.

"It's over..."

Hoshizaki Sayo lay on the ping-pong table with a look of despair: "My dad must really hate you now..."

Miura Gensuke picked up the Empire Destroyer Dragon's racket and played with it for a few times with a smile:

"It doesn't matter. I'll completely convince him next time."

"Saya, I'm going to canvass for votes."

"Hmm..." Hoshizaki Saya, who was about to cry, closed her eyes.

……

……

……

In front of the teaching building.

Student Union polling station.

Xuechuan Haruka was standing next to the station, giving a gentle speech about the student union's policies.

Although it was almost the end, the students were still standing densely to listen to her speech.

Miura Gensuke, who had nothing to do, stood beside the ballot box with a relaxed look on his face, watching the classmates who came to vote.

"Gensuke! I vote for you!"

"Me too!"

"We must approve more funding for our Hara Shrine!"

Although it was an anonymous vote, students who had a good relationship with Miura Gensuke didn't care about it at all.

"You are too despicable!"

Chinatsu Shimizu, who was also standing next to the ballot box, clutched the hem of her skirt.

"Oh... I'm despicable?" Miura Gensuke was a little puzzled: "How am I despicable?"

"Finding such a beautiful female partner to attract votes...and still saying that you are not despicable?" Shimizu Chinatsu was a little anxious.

Miura Gensuke, who was too lazy to care, just smiled:

"Shimizu-san, tell me."

"Which vote is noble, this one or that one? Which one is despicable?"

"You..." Shimizu Chinatsu bit her lips, and tears flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Crying? You can't win even if you cry. Both of these votes are mine, meow."

Shimizu Chinatsu, who tried her best but failed to defeat Miura Gensuke, ran away with her face covered.

"Brother~"

Just as Miura Gensuke was enjoying the joy of victory in advance, Tsukimiya Sakurano arrived with a lazy smile on her face.

"Senior." Miura Gensuke smiled, opened his schoolbag, and handed her a box of dessert.

"How's the campaign going?"

"We've already won." Miura Gensuke pushed Yukikawa Haruka's wheelchair and took Tsukimiya Sakurano into the teaching building. "I'm hungry. Let's go to the Reasoning Club's activity room to have lunch first."

"In the afternoon, we'll go visit the booths of other societies."

At this time, the sofa in the activity classroom was already full of people.

Asano Mio, Hoshizaki Sayo, and Nekoyashiki Firo.

Plus the newly arrived Haruka Yukawa and Sakuno Tsukimiya.

After seeing the situation clearly, Tsukimiya Sakurano smiled very unnaturally.

It turns out that there are so many beautiful girls around my brother...

"Gensuke." Hoshizaki Sayo blushed as she handed him a bento. "This was made by the maid... She accidentally made one extra."

"Um...thank you." Miura Gensuke sat on the crowded sofa: "Nekiyashiki, you can just lie on the ground and give me some space."

"Hate meow!" The reluctant Nekoyashiki sat down on the carpet next to the sofa angrily.

"Gensuke..." At this time, Asano Mio also took out a lunch box.

"Thank you! Thank you very much!"

Miura Gensuke felt a little embarrassed.