Tokyo: Something's wrong with my label

Just when Kyoko Yamaura was about to go berserk and enter the second stage, Miyasaka had already stepped forward.

"Okay, okay, Kyoko, stop making trouble."

Then Miyasaka handed the umbrella in her hand to Yasushi Aragaki.

"Aragaki-san, Kurokawa-san, this is my umbrella. You can use it. Kyoko and I will hold one umbrella."

"Then I won't be polite."

Aragaki Yasushi was not too polite and took the umbrella that Miyasaka had handed over.

Later, Miyasaka Hayao and Yamaura Kyoko disappeared into the heavy rain.

Aragaki Yasushi and Kurokawa Yuta looked away and looked at the umbrella in front of them.

The umbrella Miyasaka Hayami sent was a small folding umbrella, which should be kept in the shoe cabinet as a backup on weekdays.

This kind of folding umbrella is more than enough for one person, but it is insufficient for two people.

If the two people holding the umbrella are a petite girl like Yamaura Kyoko, or a slender girl like Hayao Miyasaka, then it can barely be used.

"Kurokawa, do you know how to hold an umbrella with two people?"

Aragaki Jing said seriously.

Although he has the tag of [Sea King], he will not drown.

But just because it won't drown doesn't mean it can be used to protect it from rain.

Unless the rain is heavy enough to cause floods, Aragaki can rely on this characteristic to save his life.

Otherwise, for this kind of ordinary heavy rain, the [Neptune] label will not be of much use.

"Ah? Why would I know such boring things."

It seems that Kurokawa Yuta doesn't understand.

In that case.

There was a soft crash.

Aragaki opened the handle of the folding umbrella in his hand, but did not untie the restrained umbrella.

Then, Aragaki held the restrained umbrella with his backhand.

At this time, the folding umbrella was like a long sword in Aragaki Yasushi's hand.

"I wonder if this is considered a sword?"

"However, based on my feeling, it seems possible."

Aragaki Jing raised his head and looked at the dark sky.

"What do you want to do?"

Kurokawa Yuta looked at Aragaki Yasu's appearance and was very puzzled.

But in my heart, a thought slowly appeared.

"Is he trying to split the clouds?"

"When did Aragaki Yasushi's condition become more serious than mine?"

Kurokawa Yuta couldn't understand.

However, after understanding Aragaki Yasushi’s thoughts.

Kurokawa Yuta chuckled.

"Aragaki-kun, are you the legendary swordsman with the power to cut through the sky and tear apart the clouds?"

"Oh?"

Aragaki Jing heard this and asked quite seriously: "It's bad, you discovered my true identity."

"Look at my sword, it cuts through the sky."

Aragaki Jing stood up with his sword drawn and struck the sky with his sword.

Colorless and invisible sword energy spurted out, rushing towards the sky.

After this sword strike, even Aragaki Yasushi, who had a physical body blessed by [Super High School Athlete], felt a little weak.

He probably used up close to 70% of his physical strength.

"The idea of ​​splitting the clouds, I haven't had it since I was nine years old."

"My goal now is to split the world apart."

After seeing Aragaki Yasu's childish action, Kurokawa Yuta smiled and looked towards the sky.

The next moment, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the sky not far away, the thick dark clouds opened a long and narrow opening, and the golden sunlight poured out from the opening. Wherever it went, everything was coated with a light layer of golden.

"This...is this fake?"

Kurokawa Yuta said in disbelief.

"How on earth did you do that?"

"Coach, I want to learn."

Kurokawa Yuta looked at Aragaki Yasu standing not far away with a passionate face.

Under the golden sunlight, Aragaki Jing's figure was coated with a light layer of gold.

"Want to learn? Please pay!"

Aragaki Yasu held out his hand in a somewhat philistine manner.

Kurokawa Yuta slowly calmed down and glanced at Aragaki Yasushi.

Reason has regained the high ground.

Kurokawa Yuta groaned twice.

"I'm so lucky that you tricked me."

"Ok?"

Aragaki Jing frowned slightly.

"The timing and shape of the cloud breakup are so coincidental, I almost fooled you."

Aragaki Jing said with a sad face: "You would rather believe that this is a coincidence than believe that I am a great swordsman who can cut through the clouds!"

Kurokawa Yuta looked at him speechlessly, then said seriously: "Stop pretending. I am actually Oda Nobunaga. I didn't die after the Honnoji Incident. Instead, I took the elixir of immortality and survived."

"As long as you sponsor me 10,000 yen, after I successfully go to Luo and establish the shogunate, I will make you a daimyo."

Yasushi Aragaki looked surprised and said with a smile: "There are also masters, I didn't expect your true identity to be so terrifying!"

"Okay, hurry up and go to the student union room, the rain is getting heavier."

"If you don't go, even if you have an umbrella, it will be useless soon."

Aragaki Jing looked at the sky outside.

He had just slashed a hole in the dark clouds gathering in the sky with a sword, forcing the dark clouds to split.

The water droplets originally gathered in the dark clouds lost their restraints and fell down to form rainfall, which instead made the rain outside become heavier.

Tsk.

Pure sword energy is really useless.

If you have extraordinary powers such as inner strength, magic power, and magic power.

It can be used to resist falling rain.

Opening their umbrellas, Aragaki Yasushi and Kurokawa Yuta walked into the rain.

……

In the student union room, Mashiro Fujiwara was rarely working on documents at this time.

On her desk, there were several invitations.

According to the above, this is an invitation to her birthday dinner tomorrow night.

Fujiwara Mashiro is thinking about how to give these invitations to friends in the student union.

Suddenly, Mashiro Fujiwara felt something, turned around in his office chair, and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him to the sky not far away.

In the distant sky, a slender opening opened, and golden sunlight poured out from the opening.

"Hey, it's a rare sight."

Fujiwara Mashiro took out his mobile phone and took photos of the distant sky.

There was a soft thud.

The door of the student union was pushed open very hard from the outside.

Shoko Watanabe burst in with great enthusiasm.

"Fujiwara-chan, Fujiwara-chan, have you seen the cracked sky?"

"Hey, you're taking pictures."

Shoko Watanabe looked at Fujiwara Mashiro, who was not far away, pointing her cell phone at the sky to take pictures, and her face was slightly stunned.

"Fujiwara-chan, I want to take a picture too, come and take a picture for me."

"Good good."

Fujiwara Mashiro nodded fondly.

Not long after, Hayao Miyasaka also walked in.

Looking at the people taking photos, they also joined in the discussion.

Wait until Aragaki Yasushi and Kurokawa Yuta walked into the student union room.

I saw Hayao Miyasaka holding a mobile phone with a pink case, taking pictures of Fujiwara Mashiro and Watanabe Shoko standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, hugging each other.

Seeing Aragaki and Yasushi enter, Watanabe Shoko asked excitedly.

"Aragaki-san, did you see the gaping hole in the sky?"

"Of course I saw it, I split it with my own hands."

Yasushi Aragaki answered while twisting the coat he had taken off at the wash basin.

After Aragaki finished speaking, several people in the student union room fell into silence.

Kurokawa Yuta, who was also wiping the rain off his clothes, said slowly: "Yes, I testify that I saw Aragaki open the sky with his sword."

"It seems that the affairs of the student union are really too heavy these days. Unexpectedly, both Aragaki and Accountant Kurokawa are sick."

Fujiwara Mashiro coughed lightly.

"Okay, okay, Fujiwara-chan, do you have something to tell us?"

Shoko Watanabe glanced at the invitation on her desk and laughed.

"Well, I have something to tell everyone."

Fujiwara Mashiro picked up the invitations on the table and distributed them to several people.

"This is an invitation to my birthday dinner tomorrow night. I hope everyone can come."

There was no surprise on the faces of the few people I saw.

Fujiwara Mashiro fell into deep thought, and then looked at Watanabe Shoko.

Have they discussed it privately?

"Ah, is this a high-class dance?"

Aragaki Yasushi was the first to speak, breaking the silence in the student council room.

"It's not a mistake to say it's a dance."

"How many common dance steps does Aragaki know?"

Fujiwara Mashiro smiled rarely.