I will swear to protect the beauty with my life

Chapter 793 Yo! You have a miserable life!

Nibutani occupied such a large venue by himself, which naturally attracted a lot of people's attention.

All students in the school want to have a club, and if a club wants to become famous and recruit more members to become bigger and stronger, club activities are naturally indispensable, and publicity at the school festival is particularly important.

Under such conditions, the space at the school festival was already very tight, with more people than porridge. Now a small stall in Nibutani occupies such a large space, how could it not attract attention.

Many lower grade clubs were groaning because they couldn't get a good spot to set up stalls for promotion, but when they saw the large space here, they immediately thought that there was always a way out, so they picked up their club's promotional flags and planned to rush in to grab a good spot.

But the motionless crowd around them made them give up the idea.

"What are you doing?"

"There will be a performance here later... Don't be nervous. After the performance, you can use this large open space as you like... Look."

A senior student comforted the two anxious juniors beside him, and they looked carefully and found that among the crowd around them, there were many clubs who couldn't get a good seat and were carrying things and ready to go, just waiting for the performance to end and Nibutani to leave so that they could go in and grab a good seat.

"Is that the senior from the drama club? She looks so familiar."

"Ah~ the great Morisummer, the one that the elf club worships every day, here I am, I am right there, you must be familiar with him."

Thanks to Touma, Nibutani's name is now well-known throughout the school. The senior students find it a little funny when they think about it.

"The drama club's performance? Aren't they on stage in the afternoon?"

"No, not from the drama club, this is... oh, the real boss is here."

Fang Wuwei, a tall man, was particularly conspicuous in the crowd. He was wearing unique clothes and walking from behind the crowd, so he could be seen at a glance.

Some of the curious students raised their hands excitedly and started cheering after seeing Fang Wuwei.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh!! Enemy bro! Enemy bro! Enemy bro!”

The hoax is contagious. Once someone starts shouting the nickname that makes Fang Wuwei miserable, others will start spreading it. Soon, most people have started shouting it in a very regular and orderly manner.

These three words, like thunder in his ears, and the constant cheers coming from all around, were like a flood and a beast in Fang Wuwei's ears...it almost gave him goose bumps all over his body.

He was about to forget this nickname, but BYD dug it out of his deep memory. Fang Wuwei turned his head to look at the source of the sound and found that the first person who started shouting was a bad friend in their class, and... a member of the Kendo Club...

I made a dam...

But now that things have come to this, there is no turning back, and we have come this far... Alas...

But what comforted him was that among the endless "enemies", some people were shouting positive titles such as "Swordsman" and "Sword Saint"... Touching...

Dan Shenggu also turned his head to look at Fang Wuwei and patted the table with a smile.

"Young man, you've had a hard journey, why don't you come and rest?"

Fang Wuwei stepped out of the crowd, took a quick glance, and found that the open space around him was huge, which was very suitable for them to show their skills, but it seemed a little strange.

So he strode towards Nibutani, came to her stall, and frowned fiercely at the smiling Nibutani.

"What's going on? Wasn't it a flash mob? How did it become a fixed-stage performance?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. We have to apply for the performance first, and then the news leaked out. The Kendo Club immediately cancelled the show and decided not to do it this year. Then everyone knew that we were going to do a flash mob again this year..."

The two of them lowered their voices and began to talk. This was something that Nibutani really had no way of solving. She had originally only set up a small stall to reserve a spot so that when a fight broke out there wouldn't be enough empty seats, which would be awkward...but the news had gotten out, and now everyone knew what they were going to do, and they consciously left such a large area just so that he and Ikeuchi Maki could have a good fight and they could watch it to their heart's content.

Fang Wuwei took a deep breath...

"Is it okay to do this?"

Nibutani quietly pointed to the teaching building opposite them, where their grade director and student council president occupied the best viewing seats, all looking at this side, eagerly waiting. Teacher Kyuju Nanase also waved at Fang Wuwei with a smile.

The crowd around him had already started chattering. Seeing this, Dan Shenggu didn't want to delay any longer. He coughed twice and rummaged under the stall. He unexpectedly found a small loudspeaker. In front of Fang Wuwei's horrified face, he opened it, put it to his lips, and recited a line loudly.

"My dear, you look familiar to me. Could you be the famous..."

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Before Dan Shenggu could finish his sentence, Fang Wuwei blocked his speaker and came over with a look of horror and whispered, while his eyes were glancing wildly around. He saw that the emotions of the crowd around him had been aroused.

In response, Nibutani could only shrug and look at him with a smirk on his face.

“Who told you not to say your lines? You look like you haven’t even read the script… But it doesn’t matter. I expected you to do this, Dongfang… Hehehehe, you can’t escape. Let me let you experience the pain of being looked at as an immature person…”

Danshenggu knew long ago that no matter how many plays she arranged for Fang Wuwei or how many lines she wrote, he would never read them. In that case, let her enter the scene in person and join the game! Tell everyone the story they worked so hard to write through her mouth!

This script is a masterpiece jointly created by a group of people in their drama club. In terms of sword themes, they abandoned the traditional Warring States warriors and chose the Jianghu style across the ocean... This new theme has aroused strong interest and freshness in Nibutani, so she likes this theme and script very much. No matter what, she must perform this play well! A battle without a plot is soulless!

"A famous hero in the martial arts world who fights for justice! Recently, a thief has been rampant here, and he is good at wielding swords. Can you please help me to uphold justice?"

The next moment, Fang Wuwei felt a sound of breaking air behind him. He turned his head and a short knife flew straight towards him and stabbed into the stall of Danbu Valley. At the same time, behind him came the sinister and cunning grin that Maki Ikeuchi tried his best to show.

"Hehehe! I heard a while ago that the famous martial arts master has settled here. Today I will come to test your strength and see if the title of hero is just an empty reputation!!"

For a moment, Fang Wuwei felt his scalp tingling, and a wave of extreme embarrassment washed over his body from his head, and then reached his toes, causing him to scratch the floor hard through his pair of leather boots.

There was an emotion called "want to die" that was brewing wildly in his heart and was evident in his words.

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In front of him was Nibutani, who was holding a megaphone with a smirk on his face, and behind him was Ikeuchi Maki, who was rushing towards him with a knife. Fang Wuwei's originally adjusted mentality collapsed instantly, and the expression on his face was completely broken. He raised his head to look at the sky, his eyes were dull, and he let out a low cry towards the sky...

"My life... is so miserable..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Take my knife!"