Why is the Demon King like this? Main text volume Chapter 19: You must trust the card face to fight! When get out of class was about to end, Qing Keisuke learned the reason for Nakagawa Yuto's illness from Yuki Asa's mouth - the next class was physical education.< /p>
And it’s a big class that Classes 5 and 6 take together.
The last time Class 5 of the physical education class lost to Class 6 in the football match, Nakagawa Yuuto has been deeply ashamed of his bad footing in his professional field, so this time he made an appointment with the boys of Class 6 to play basketball again in this physical education class.
A touch.
When the Demon King heard this, he didn't know where to complain.
Who was talking to him about being a first grader in the morning? I think you also like playing basketball.
As the main forward of the school team, can you set an example? And you lost the game, why don't you get it back from the green field?
"How about it, Qinggui, do you want to play? I can give you a back door!"
"Why did you suddenly become obscene when you said this?" Aoi Keisuke slapped Yuto Nakagawa's hand away. As soon as class was over, the sports committee member came back arrogantly from behind and wanted to squeeze Aoi Keisuke's shoulders.
"Hey - don't you know? Everyone's favorite homo! The male high school student, 17 years old this year, is everyone's senior beast!"
Nakagawa Yuuto made an astonishing declaration and struck a few unfamiliar poses, earning disgusted looks from several passing girls.
"Nakagawa, you guy, don't instill any strange things into Qinggui-kun!" Morning Yuki stood in front of Nakagawa Yuto.
"I'm here to fight Haiz. The belt transformation code is 114514, and the battle suit is in red and black explosion form!
The special move is photons...ah!"
"Hey! Yuto, you bastard, come here and change!" Before he could finish his performance, several boys rushed over and grabbed Nakagawa Yuuto's neck: "I'm going to have a fight with the guy from Class 6, Class 6.
But there is a leader of the basketball club!"
Nakagawa Yuto is full of confidence: "We will win this battle!"
The noisy boys rushed out in a swarm, laughing and discussing tactics.
Aoi Keisuke sighed and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, unable to understand the interests and hobbies of Tokyo male high school students.
It would be too difficult for him to learn to imitate this kind of funny performance...
But what made him collapse even more was that Yuto Nakagawa's spirituality index briefly increased when he said those shameful lines!
8→10!
Is this a world where if you believe in playing cards, it may turn out to be cards?
Speaking of which, because his spirituality is too low and there is almost no magic power floating outside the body, he has not tried super-level magic that requires chanting.
In the same way, maybe the spirit of speech can also be effective?
Qing Keisuke is well aware of the power of words, but facing a completely different power system, the magic spells he is familiar with are destined to need major changes——
After all, the object of prayer is no longer there, so maintaining the original curse framework is tantamount to shouting.
"Qinggui-kun, do you know where the gym is?" Youxi asked in the morning.
"Well, thank you, I can just go there myself."
After all, the original owner attended the first year of high school, and he is actually very familiar with the school in his memory.
Go to the locker room and change into a sports uniform with half-sleeved shorts. The sports uniform of Kukai Private High School is white with blue edges and has Kukai's school badge on the chest, which is three overlapping shells.
Walking in the atrium of the school, the flower beds are lush with vegetation, and unknown summer flowers grow stubbornly in the shadows.
The beautiful boy who looks fragile but has an elegant temperament attracted the attention of the girls upstairs, and some exclamations were heard.
Qing Keisuke suddenly thought - if he were to perform Nakagawa Yuto's specialty here now, maybe half of the longing looks would be lost, right?
But the price may be that it will cause your schooling plan to completely develop in an uncontrollable direction, so forget it.
At the last minute before the bell rang, Qing Keisuke walked into the gym and found his seat in class.
Kukai's gymnasium is quite large, with three basketball courts alone, and the other half of the area is occupied by badminton and volleyball courts.
Some small clubs often arrange after-school activities here.
There were two first-grade classes in the gymnasium together, but Keisuke Aoi didn't see Rena Kobayashi, otherwise he might have been stared at by death for the entire class.
It’s better to spare the Demon King.
"Get ready for class!"
The physical education teacher who was giving the big class came out of the lounge and arranged for the physical education committee members to form a team.
"I heard that your two classes are going to play a game, so I'll give you a place and each choose a referee..."
The physical education teacher is very tolerant of this kind of big class. As long as he doesn't make any mistakes, he is happy to change his teaching plan.
As for those who did not participate in the basketball game, the badminton and volleyball court will be separated from the first grade. Those who want to be lazy can sit on the edge of the basketball court and become a cheerleader.
"Qinggui, do you want to play?" Nakagawa Yuto asked.
"No, I plan to go to the second floor to see the indoor track."
"Hey, do you like running too?"
Qing Keisuke: "..."
Intuitively, Qing Keisuke waved his hand and went for a run.
Your body is still weak, so you can’t be lazy every time you exercise!
The rubber track on the second floor surrounds the indoor venue. The length is not the standard 400 meters, but most of the venue on the first floor can be seen through the hollow layer.
Qing Keisuke breathed evenly, moved his joints and started running at a steady speed. With a whistle, the basketball game of Classes 5 and 6 started in full swing.
After running two laps, Qing Keisuke glanced at the first floor and saw that the score had reached 3:11.
Good guy, the first quarter is almost over.
The two teams were full of energy in the first quarter, and the offense and defense were quite fierce. Everyone was squeezed out of their movements.
The fierce confrontation caused the pitchers in the fifth class to have a slow recovery in their accuracy, and the crisp strikes did not break the mentality of the teammates.
The only three-pointer was accidentally made by an idle player who made up the numbers.
In contrast, Class 6's offensive rhythm was much better, and they scored consecutively under the leadership of the basketball club leader.
Qing Keisuke didn't know much about the rules of basketball, but after just a few glances, he roughly understood how the game was played. Then he looked away without interest and concentrated on running.
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Unlike normal people running, every time he moves, the main muscles of his body will vibrate slightly with his breathing. If you don't observe carefully, you will only feel that his running posture is full of indescribable coordination, but in fact, his essence is that of a demon.
A very advanced exercise method.
To achieve this effect, Qing Keisuke only needs to meet the condition of "exercise", so of course he chooses the most convenient way to run!
His frail body was perfectly controlled by him, and the soreness, numbness, and pain coming from his receptors were completely ignored, allowing Qing Keisuke to reach his limits far beyond those of ordinary people.
While others use sweating as their goal when exercising, Qing Keisuke uses injury as the bottom line.
"Huh...huh..."
At the end of the half, the score reached an exaggerated 13:30. Aoi Keisuke finally stopped and his whole body was covered in hot sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.
He leaned against the railing and looked at the court quietly.
There seems to be wind blowing in outside the gate of the stadium.
The cheerleaders who were originally lively and noisy all shut up at this time. If Yuto Nakagawa hadn't tried his best in the end and succeeded in a layup despite the defense of two people, the game would have been declared over directly, right?
But the price for this was that Nakagawa Yuuto lost his balance, fell hard, and lost the ability to continue on the stage.
Being so stupid and overestimating one's abilities is not annoying to Keisuke Aoi.
But I seem to vaguely see my past self, and I don’t like it at all.
This taste of failure, no matter how small it is, will not become as sweet as sugar water.
"Damn it, is this the end?!" Yuto Nakagawa held his ankle angrily: "If the past is gradually disappearing, then at least I hope to get the future..."
"At this time, don't read the lines for the card!" The boy in Class 5 wanted to cover his mouth.
Nakagawa Yuto’s spirituality index: 10→15!
Qing Keisuke narrowed his eyes.
"That, or... the game ends here?"
The basketball club leader from Class 6 will take the initiative to come over and give the boys from Class 5 a step forward.
To be honest, there is still a gap in sports like basketball, even among amateurs.
This score couldn’t be more normal...
In other words, Nakagawa Yuuto, a football idiot full of passion, is the abnormal one who takes the initiative to invite a match!
"How is that possible? Which one of you will do it for me?" Yuto Nakagawa refused, then looked at his classmates.
"Yuuto, although we all want to join, who can match your skills?"
A group of people were staring at each other. Nakagawa Yuuto was just about to play another card for his performance. Aoi Keisuke walked down the stairs on the second floor, and the yellowish afternoon sunlight was projected from the glass window behind him.
Everyone looked at him in unison. Although they couldn't see Qing Keisuke's expression for a while, they could feel the strong confidence from him.
"I'll do it, how about it." He said.
"Eh?"
"Oh oh oh... Taotaros, I want to say my wish. Can you fight with me to the end?"
Nakagawa Yuto’s spirituality index: 15→20!
In this world, maybe there really is a card surface to fight, right?