Mygo starts from the blue sea

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Just like before, there are people who understand me.

Maybe... we can start over.

The girl didn't laugh, but Fujiwara Ryosuke understood her look, and with one hand on his chest, he said sincerely:

"So... Miss Takamatsu Deng, you can be my..."

? !

Looking at his expression, it seems like he is about to say something extraordinary!

But at this moment, something incredible happened.

Takamatsu Deng only blinked for a second, and Fujiwara Ryosuke disappeared from her sight as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

"?"

The light was a little confused.

It turns out she's not the only one who knows magic.

Ryosuke...can he still teleport?

What was he trying to say?

There are such incredible people in this world.

003 Long time no see, Xiang

"Kitahara, you bastard... I'm going to blow you apart!"

In the Grand Blue diving shop, Fujiwara Ryosuke stood in the middle of the room, holding the half shell in his hand, and he wished he could eat Kitahara Iori alive.

Just now he wanted to try to confess to Takamatsu Deng directly.

She was really very cute, which aroused his desire to protect her and made him want to take care of her for the rest of his life.

Although it sounds outrageous, Ryosuke feels that Deng is very electric and seems to have a good resonance with him, so he might really agree.

As a gambling god, he plans to take a gamble.

But before he could even say a word, that bastard Kitahara came running over from a distance and kicked him into the sea with a big kick!

You know, it's not a brother? If this were in any other genre, you would have died several times by now!

If you block the male protagonist from doing his job, your ashes will turn into smoke.

Ryosuke was thinking of getting rid of this guy before going to find Deng, but he didn't expect that Kitahara Iori was actually quite good at fighting.

He was the executor of the Sobu High School ice hockey team and a national champion, and no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't beat him.

The two men fought bloody battles in the water. Finally, two giant seniors arrived and carried them both away.

Gao Songdeng also walked away.

We were chatting so smoothly before, but now we can’t even add each other on Line. I don’t know when we can continue our conversation.

Thinking of this, his heart bleeds.

Woohoo, such a cute little penguin, I just missed it...

Never mind the type of work, he is going to grind Kitahara Iori to ashes now!

On the other side of the room, Kitahara Iori was also gritting his teeth.

Then he also has something to say.

This guy Fujiwara Ryosuke actually treated him as bait to be fed to the giant strong man, and then went to pick up girls as if nothing had happened!

Who can bear it? He can't bear it!

Brother, you are not a brother enough.

It's really despicable, this guy deserves to die!

"This scumbag bullied an autistic girl! I was just enforcing justice!" he explained loudly to the two seniors.

"Huh? How can you tell that the child is autistic?" Fujiwara Ryosuke stood up and said angrily, "Besides, who bullied her? We were having a great time! I was even thinking of building a monument for you with her!"

Kitahara Iori's face turned pale and blue, and he stood up and slammed the table.

"You were planning to confess your feelings just now, right? You were clearly taking advantage of her innocence, weren't you?"

"Huh? How did you figure that out?!"

It would be boring if it was exposed. Kitahara Iori is like Nigge buying cotton in the Spring Festival Gala, which makes the magician Fujiwara Ryosuke a bit embarrassed.

"Moreover, you not only took advantage of her innocence, but also took advantage of my innocence!" Iori cried, "There is no black stockings at all!"

"You're not innocent, you have a mental problem!"

"Huh? Say it again?"

Seeing that Ryosuke and Iori were about to fight again, the big brother of the group of macho men, the black-haired muscular man Tokida Shinji who had just chased the two of them, decisively separated them and said with the dignity of a senior:

"Hey, according to the club rules, fighting is prohibited. If you want to decide the winner, you can use traditional games to decide the winner."

Hearing this, the two boys turned around at the same time.

Iori: "What club?"

Ryosuke: "What game?"

I saw Tokita Shinji taking out two cups full of beer from behind him like a magician.

“Peek a Boo Diving Club.”

"Drinking game, baseball punch."

The two were stunned, and their pupils trembled when they recalled the horrifying scene they saw when they pushed the door open just now.

"Did I just... join in?" Kitahara Iori had a horrified expression as if to say 'what did I do'.

"Yeah, you signed up."

“I was forced to join!”

“That’s also joining.”

"What about me? I don't remember signing it." Ryosuke turned his head and couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

Fortunately, I have this ability to foresee the future, so I had something in reserve just now.

But why do I still have a bad feeling...

Sure enough, the blond muscular man beside him, Shou Longjiro, took out another application form for membership.

"Oh, just now, the owner of the music store you live with signed for you."

"Sister Jing!!!"

Ryosuke instantly knelt on the ground, holding his head and wailing.

"You've stuffed me into a weird club again! This isn't the first time!"

What Sister Jing is talking about is naturally the well-known anime model worker Hiratsuka 'Hedgehog Cat Ten Year Veteran Medal' Jing.

After the filming at Sobu High School was completed, she stopped being a teacher and came to Izu with Fujiwara Ryosuke and opened a musical instrument store at the Grand Blue diving shop.

Ryosuke now lives on the second floor of that musical instrument store, which makes it very convenient for him to go to school.

Five-star General MacArthur once commented that when Shizuka Hiratsuka wanted to get a boy into the club, even the gods couldn't stop her.

The large-scale documentary "Ryosuke vs. Naked Man" continues to be broadcast for you.

Seeing Fujiwara Ryosuke's miserable appearance, Kitahara Iori felt balanced and smiled crookedly:

"See? This is karma in this life."

"Iron Mee..."

Fujiwara Ryosuke knelt on the ground, clenched his fists, and his eyes were burning with anger.

"Alright, then join us! I'm going to kill you today to relieve my hatred!"

"That's exactly what I want!" Kitahara Iori said, "If I don't kill you today, I'm not called Kitahara!"

"Oh, you two are enjoying revenge." Tokita praised, "Not bad, young men, very spirited. Then, let me tell you the rules of baseball boxing."

"It's just like a normal game of rock-paper-scissors. But whoever loses has to drink a glass of wine and take off a piece of clothing. Whoever takes off all his clothes first is out."

"Okay, come on!"

Fujiwara Ryosuke couldn't wait.

A gentleman's revenge is now!

But when Kitahara Iori touched his chest, he found that he was not ready yet.

"Where are my clothes? How can I play without them?"

"Where are your clothes?" Fujiwara Ryosuke asked sarcastically.

"Where are your clothes?" Tokita and Shouya chimed in.

"Didn't you guys just take my clothes off, you bastards?!"

"Oh, yes."

The seniors then remembered that Iori's clothes had been politely taken away by them.

For them, taking off clothes is as normal as breathing, so they don't care.

"Go look in the back."

While Kitahara Iori was looking for clothes, Fujiwara Ryosuke began to think.

He picked up half a shell on the table, looked at its colorful reflection against the window, then turned and asked the blond muscular man who was pouring wine nearby.

"Senior Shou, do you have something like a hole puncher?"

"Yes, we do. Most of the club members are engineering majors, so they have all kinds of equipment." The senior shrugged, "But, what do you want that for, Ryosuke?"

Ryosuke placed the shell in the palm of his hand.

"I'm going to make this into a necklace."

...

"Goo!"

A moment later, amid the shouts of the diving club members, the outcome of the Rakshir ceremony was decided.

Kitahara Iori lay on the ground like a rotten straw mat, with no clothes on his body, and beer cups were scattered on the ground, making rolling sounds.

"It's a delight, Kitahara Iori." The sweaty Fujiwara Ryosuke panted and smiled, "Maybe I will never forget you in my life."

Kitahara Iori's strength is indeed very close to his, not only in fighting ability, but also in baseball boxing.

But Ryosuke finally won.

"You bastard..."

Iori lay on the ground unable to move as if he was broken in two.

"Why is a necklace considered clothing?!"

Ryosuke squatted in front of Iori, with the arrogance of a winner on his face.

He was now naked, too, save for a shell necklace that shone.

"This is the power of love." He picked up the necklace and waved it in front of Iori. "Respect it, kid."

“This is the power of cheating!”

"This is love, and the rules allow it, so please die in peace."

Ryosuke stood up and nodded to the two seniors.