Becoming a Yakuza Boss from Tokyo

Hearing this, Long Yan's expression couldn't help but pause slightly.

To be honest, the moment he met Rengoku Momojuro, Long Yan, who only wanted to join the "Return Home Society" and start making money as soon as possible, was a little hesitant.

He needs to rely on the lottery system to become stronger, and the lottery system requires krypton gold. But according to the nature of the planners under him, it is obvious that he can't become stronger by krypton gold.

This put him in a very awkward situation. Without a stable income source, he couldn't participate in lotteries on a large scale. Even if he did, he might not be able to draw items or related attributes that would make him stronger.

Under this premise, if there is a channel for self-reliance and strengthening...

Recalling Rengoku Momojuro's level 19 Flame Breathing fighting skill, he was somewhat tempted.

However, in response to Rengoku Momojuro's invitation, Long Yan did not directly agree.

Firstly, the sword technique of Breathing of Flame is obviously a family technique, and it is not certain that you can learn it even if you join a kendo club.

Secondly...

There are more than just kendo clubs in Japanese colleges and universities.

For example, the Judo Club, the Kyudo Club, the Karate Club where Mao Lilan is, and the Murderous Tennis Club.

ahem...

The killing tennis ball was of course just a joke, but after meeting Rengoku Kyojuro, Ryuhiko also became a little interested in the karate club that Mouri Ran was in.

After all, in Conan's world, there was a "monster" who could catch bullets with karate. If there was a famous teacher to guide him, he might be able to reach this level.

Thinking of this, Long Yan just smiled slightly and deliberately changed the subject.

“Although I haven’t decided which club to join, I will go to the Kendo Club to see what the Kendo Club has to offer.

However, doesn't Purgatory-senpai need to attend club activities in the morning?

I remember that every club should have morning exercise activities. Is it really okay to go to school so late?"

Facing Long Yan's refusal, Rengoku Momojuro didn't care, and a heartless smile instantly appeared on his face: "Well, I started exercising at 4 o'clock in the morning, but I accidentally forgot the time. If my father hadn't slapped me, I wouldn't have heard any sounds around me."

The slightly twitching corners of his eyes reflected Long Yan's mood at the moment.

It seems that self-cultivation is not an easy thing. At least in terms of effort, Rengoku Momojuro has put in a hundred times more effort than ordinary people on the path of cultivation.

Without further discussing this topic, he turned the corner and looked at the school gate that appeared in front of him and began to slowly close. It seemed that he was motivated by Rengoku Momojuro who didn't want to be late. Long Yan couldn't help but exert force on his feet and said softly, "Uh, we can see the school gate, but it seems that we are just a little bit short. We need to speed up, senior."

However, facing Long Yan's speed increase, Rengoku Momojuro, while not falling behind him, still maintained that heartless smile and whispered, "It doesn't matter, Sakamoto-san will create opportunities for us."

After that, a young man with a side-parted hair, black-framed glasses, and a cold face, but at first glance giving people the feeling of "Ah, this is a good student", appeared in front of the two of them, holding a pole for pole vaulting.

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Chapter 10: The So-Called Beautiful Girl

The so-called beautiful girls are those rare girls with outstanding appearance.

My name is Teruhashi Kokomi. Although it may not be appropriate to say this about myself, I think I am a complete beautiful girl.

This isn't an overly self-conscious thing, it's just a simple fact, but I don't use it to brag about it.

Of course, as a beautiful girl, sometimes you will encounter some annoying things.

For example, "Ah, it's a nice day today, can you come with me for a cup of tea?"

For example, "Hello, I'm a scout from XX Entertainment. Are you interested in auditioning at our company?"

For example, "I really admire you, can you give me your contact information?"

If it were an ordinary beautiful girl, she might say, "Let's go to the pig farm and play with the pigs."

I won’t. I will decline politely in a friendly and courteous way, “Sorry, I’m just about to go to cram school.”

I'm not only cute, but also very Asian. Do you know what I mean?

I am invincible.

However, on the second day after arriving at the new school, my beauty disappeared.

“Oh hoo!

She's a cutest girl I've never seen before!

Freshmen this year?

Hey, I know a great store, do you want to go with us? "

Even though my beautiful appearance made the other person utter an "ooh" sound, all my previously tried and true words were now in vain. I could see a dangerous gleam in his aggressive eyes.

The store he mentioned was so great, but it was definitely not a legitimate store. I had to find a way to get out of it.

It's bad. I'm forced into a dead end. Faced with three senior students, there is no room to escape.

Should I pretend to agree to them and then find a chance to escape?

"Let the girl go."

Hmm? Has someone come to rescue me, a cute, kind, and perfect girl?

But why didn't he make an "ooh" sound?

Oh, I see. It must be because of those thick glasses.

Because he didn't see my appearance clearly, he didn't make any "oh" sound.

However, he looks a little too weak, and he will definitely suffer a loss when facing three senior students.

There is really no other way, so let me help you. After all, I am a perfect girl who is both cute and kind.

Perfect hit!

This should make this aggressive yellow-haired senior in front of me calm down for a while.

We must take this opportunity to run to the school or the nearest police booth. That weak guy will probably take the opportunity to escape with us.

Ok?

Why, why did he not only not run away, but also stop those three seniors?

Are you trying to cover my escape?

Is he a fool?

How could he, with a frail body like his, possibly stop them?

No, I have to find a policeman right away. I remember the nearest police box is at...

Hurry up, hurry up, faster, Mr. Policeman, please go faster!

Ok?

Missing?

Apart from the three seniors who seemed drunk and lying on the ground, where did the student with glasses go?

Could it be that he was the one who defeated these three people?

impossible?

Judging from his school uniform, he should be from our school. Maybe... maybe I can meet him again in school?

Next time we meet, I will make him say “ooh” to me!

......

"Manga Research Society, Manga Research Society, it's the Manga Research Society. Xinghai High School's clubs are famous for having sufficient funding. The Manga Research Society must have a lot of interesting comics that I haven't read!"

"Ahh, can't you exercise a little?

I heard that one of the miracle players of the era, Kise Ryota, has joined the basketball club. With Mitsui-senpai who is about to recover from his injury after a year of recuperation, winning the national championship is no longer a dream!

I want to join the basketball club!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Although our school has sufficient funding for clubs, the basketball club has failed in the county competition for three consecutive years. Even if we have the supernovas of the Age of Miracles to make up for it this year, we may not be able to achieve anything in the national competition. I'd better go to the football club.

Although that Tsubasa Ozora doesn't seem to have any plans to go to college, Misaki Taro, who is known as the 'golden partner' with him, has joined our school's soccer club. Together with senior Kudo, we will definitely be able to avenge our defeat in last year's finals this year!"

"Oh, oh, you guys probably forgot about the strongest club in Xinghai High School, right?

We are already the champions of Koshien and we have recruited the "super rookie" Kazuya Uesugi this year. The baseball club is already aiming for a third consecutive championship. How can we miss such a grand occasion! ? "

After separating from Rengoku Momojuro, walking on the campus of Xinghai High School, Long Yan's eyes were full of envy.

"Tsk... Although I don't want to admit it, Japan's campus club culture is indeed very enviable. It's full of youth."

In his previous life, he was like most children. His school life seemed to be just for the purpose of coping with the final test called the "College Entrance Examination". Even his favorite physical education class was often changed to mathematics, physics and chemistry because the strong physical education teacher was "unwell".

He had fantasized countless times that if his country also had such a national competition for junior high schools and high schools, it would definitely be a spectacular scene that would stir the blood of countless young people.

However, until the day he traveled through time, Slam Dunk was about to officially announce the filming of the national competition movie version, but the national competition was still only held on a small scale. It has to be said that this is a very regrettable thing.

However, although it was a regret, Long Yan had no intention of making up for it.

I have traveled through time, but if I don't do something big, I always feel that I have wasted this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He shook his head, getting rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, "I remember the direction of the Karate Club should be..."

The campus of Xinghai University is very large. After all, it is a super university that is large enough for various clubs to have their own independent training grounds. It is easy for ordinary people to get lost if they come in without the guidance of someone familiar with the environment.

Long Yan planned to look for Mao Lilan first, and let this senior who promised to take him to visit the school act as a guide.

However, just as he was trying to identify the direction, the sound of a quarrel came from not far away from him.

"Yamada-san, Yamada-san!

Although you don’t have to participate in the club recruitment this year, you haven’t completed the practice assigned by the director. Even if you were the champion of the county competition in junior high school, if you neglect practice, you will soon…”

"So long-winded!

Geniuses are different from ordinary people!

I don't need any bullshit practice for a boring sport like table tennis. As long as I stand on the court, victory will belong to me! "

Wow, you are so arrogant.

As a Chinese, when Long Yan heard such words, it was really hard for him not to be attracted.

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Chapter 11 You're still far away

"So, you are a newbie who doesn't even have your own table tennis racket?

I must have been so angry that I agreed to you. I really don't understand where you got the courage to challenge me!"

In the table tennis hall of Xinghai University, Long Yan ignored the complaints coming from his ears and just carefully checked the table tennis racket in his hand.

This was borrowed from the girl named Ohmune Mengyin who wanted to take Yamada back to practice. It was also at that time that Long Yan realized that the girl in front of him with short pink hair and whose magnificent chest could not be concealed even in a loose sportswear was actually the vice president of the Xinghai High School Table Tennis Club.

It can be seen that the owner of the table tennis racket has maintained the racket very well, and both the activity of the rubber surface and the elasticity of the sponge are almost kept in the best condition.

“Hey, stop pretending. Although I am a freshman this year like you, I was specially recruited into Xinghai High School by winning the county competition. If you want to get close to Vice President Ohmune Mengyin by defeating me, you are totally wrong!”

As if angered by Long Yan's disregard, the boy named Yamada became furious.

Hearing this, Long Yan's brows unconsciously frowned slightly.

Although this girl named Da Zong Meng Yin did have amazing breasts, it would be a bit disrespectful to him to say that he was participating in this competition just to attract her attention.

In his previous life, in the land called China, table tennis was a sport suitable for all ages, and the Chinese national team had repeatedly won numerous honors in international competitions.

But only those who truly understand table tennis know what kind of cruel purgatory those national players standing on the podium have experienced amidst countless flowers and applause.

Children's Palace, sports school, city games, provincial games, clubs, national teams, every game, every promotion is accompanied by the fall of countless companions behind. The dreams and hopes carried by those who continue to move forward cannot be easily fooled by just kicking the ball a few times, sticking their hips together, spitting and clapping!

Table tennis is China's national sport and also the lifelong pursuit of millions of young people who put their blood and sweat into it to constantly surpass themselves. It is not a sport that can be looked down upon by just a champion in a county competition!

"You tee off, or I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to touch the ball."

Long Yan casually threw the ping-pong ball on the table to Yamada, and said in a serious voice that he had never spoken before while standing in front of the table.