The Devil's High School Transfer Student

So much so that before the tennis match even started, many students from the surrounding areas had already rushed over after hearing the news, all just to catch a glimpse of the beautiful girls in the academy.

Seeing this, Long Yi couldn't help but hold his forehead secretly.

"It's too high-profile..."

The kitten from Tacheng heard Long Yi mumbling to himself and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

She knew that Long Yi didn't like to stand out and attract attention, and he was always very low-key in his daily life.

On the tennis court, Rias picked up the tennis ball.

"It's time to get started, Cang Na."

"Come on, Rias."

The two of them seemed to be burning with fighting spirit, and then with Rias's serve, the duel began.

Their tennis skills are all professional-level. Even with the blessing of the devil's physique, their abilities are definitely much stronger than those professional human players!

Therefore, from the very beginning, the intensity of the tennis battle ignited the emotions of the audience.

"Ah! The president... so handsome!!"

"Oh!! Rias-sister! Akeno-sister!!"

Everyone couldn't help but shout and cheer. The four girls in the field were the kind of beauties that could attract both men and women.

At this moment, their passionate "battle" on the tennis court made the people outside the court feel extremely excited.

Tacheng Kitten observed the battle situation while whispering to Long Yi:

"This way, you won't be able to use magic."

"Ah, you still want to use magic..." Long Yi said weakly.

Before he finished speaking, on the tennis court, Zhiqu Cangna suddenly injected magic power into the tennis ball, and the trajectory of the tennis ball suddenly became strange and changeable.

The crowd that saw this scene suddenly burst into exclamations:

“Wow! The president’s [Magic Ball]!!”

The kittens in Tacheng were speechless for a moment.

I clearly used magic, but it was misunderstood as a [magic ball].

Long Yi didn't know what to say anymore;

The demon's physical fitness is already good enough to cheat, why does he want to use magic...

How about showing me some respect for the spirit of fair play in sports...

Long Yi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, thinking that if this got out, it would probably make the headlines, right?

For example, the title is [XX Academy’s non-professional high school girls’ tennis team slams the national team] or something like that…

"How is it? Our president and vice president will definitely win. You think so too, right?"

Shirou Kechimoto spoke proudly at this time. The game was in full swing on the tennis court, and the players outside the court couldn't help but compete with each other.

Long Yi tilted his head. If it was him, it wouldn't matter, but since it involved Rias, he couldn't help but boost someone else's prestige like this.

At the moment, I just said casually:

"I believe that Rias and Akeno will definitely not be defeated by your president."

"Oh? Then we'll see."

Shirou Chimoto chuckled, but raised his eyebrows slightly, as he discovered something;

This guy just now actually called Lady Rias by her name.

Isn't he the other party's servant?

This guy...is he so close to that adult?

It would be great if I could be like this with the president someday... Then...

Shirou Keimoto couldn't help imagining the loving scene with President Sona Shichi...

Hey, hey hey hey…

Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but move closer and came to Long Yi.

"Um, Brother Long Yi, the relationship between you and your parents seems to be very close?"

"Not bad." Long Yi nodded calmly.

"…Is it just that you're okay? You're calling Rias-sama by her first name…"

Shirou Chimoto nudged Long Yi's arm with his elbow: "Can you tell me how you did this?"

Long Yi was a little surprised:

"…It's just calling each other by name, what's the big deal?"

"Of course!" The soldier in front of him looked eager: "That's the master! How can we get closer to him? Please, tell me!"

After hearing this, Long Yi tilted his head and thought for a while, then said quietly:

"Rias and I are just about as close as neck kisses."

"Huh!? A sworn brotherhood?" Shirou Keimoto didn't understand, so he repeated it.

"No, it's kiss, neck, and intercourse." Long Yi emphasized each word clearly.

Shirou Shigen: "...??"

After being at a loss for two seconds, Shirou suddenly came to his senses! !

Lying on the grass! ?

Lying on the grass! ? !

He looked at Long Yi with an expression as if he was looking at a god!

"Kiss, kiss, kiss, neck...intersection? Is, is that what I understand? Is that right?!"

Long Yi looked at Shirou Chiyuan calmly;

What is he so excited about?

"…I've already said it, but it's almost there."

It means the neck was kissed, but not yet intercourse...

After all, it happened this morning.

"That's incredible!"

Shirou Shigen said excitedly, and suddenly bowed 90 degrees to Long Yi: "Master!!!"

Long Yi: “……???”

Master, are you calling me?

The young man looked at Shirou with his eyes half closed, his expression slightly speechless:

"Who are you."

"Master! Please accept my disciple's greeting. I want to learn this!!"

"……roll."

"master!!"

"Die." Long Yi complained darkly while dodging Shirou Chiyuan's pull.

Tacheng Kitten on the side looked at the two of them in confusion. How come these two guys suddenly have such a good relationship?

Friendship between men is so strange...

Long Yi on this side was rendered speechless by Shirou Chiyuan, and the four people on the tennis court were fighting fiercely. Various serves with magic added made the situation on the court weird and unpredictable.

However, the final result was that several people's tennis rackets were broken and the game was still in a stalemate.

Shirou Keimoto ran over at this time: "President, I think it's okay for me not to catch the familiar for the time being, let's give this opportunity to the master!!"

Zhiqu Cangna: “……???”

Even Rias and the others were confused. They all looked at Long Yi: "...Master?"

Long Yi: “…”

……

42. Humanity and Divinity

(The official translation of the name of the student union vice president in the previous article should be [Shinra Tsubaki Ji], which has been changed.)

The scene became quiet.

Long Yi was speechless.

This funny...

Rias and others came over. After the intense tennis game, she was still sweating and looked full of energy.

"Long Yi, what's going on?" Rias asked.

"I don't know, maybe it's his personal charm?" Long Yi didn't know what to say, so he just talked nonsense.

Rias and the others were speechless;

Damn the charisma!

Zhiqu Cang also looked at Shirou Shirou suspiciously, and asked with confusion in his eyes:

"Didn't you want a familiar before?"

"Uh...hahaha, well...I think I still need some experience. It would be nice to hand out a few more flyers to gain some experience."

Shirou Chimoto scratched his head, while making eyes at Long Yi.

Long Yi was helpless;

He was quite grateful that the other party chose to be humble, but the problem was that he really didn't know how to bring this guy closer to President Zhitou Cangna.

"Since Sagi has said so, let's give up this opportunity." In the end, Shichimoto Shirou chose to respect Sagimoto Shirou's choice.

"Haha, then I'd like to thank you on behalf of my Long Yi and Asia."

After chatting for a few more words, everyone in the student union said goodbye. Before leaving, Shirou Chimoto winked at Long Yi and pulled him aside.

"Master! How well did I perform? Please teach me a move or two!"

"...Can you please stop calling me Master?" Long Yi rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "If you like your president, why don't you just go and confess to her?"

Shirou Keimoto was stunned for a moment, then he scratched his head a little embarrassedly:

“I have tried this before…”

"Hmm?" Long Yi was a little surprised this time: "Tried it? What was the result?"

"My confession to her was treated as a joke by the president. What should I do..." After saying this, he lowered his head, looking a little distressed.

Upon hearing this, Long Yi couldn't help but hesitate to speak.

Seeing Shirou Keimoto's expression, he couldn't help but speak softly:

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