My youth romance is always confusing

"In general, the problem of the Judo Club right now lies with the senior you mentioned. There should be no doubt about that."

I didn't choose to beat around the bush, but instead pointed out the crux of the problem right from the beginning.

"Ah? So direct?"

Yuigahama's voice sounded nearby, but it was clear that she was not needed in the club room right now.

The three potato brothers, who have experienced the devilish training from their seniors, obviously know this very well.

Chengshan swallowed and his voice was choked.

"This... is definitely related to the senior."

Haha, are you still giving face to that person now? The culture of seniors and juniors is really rooted in your bones, Shiroyama.

I glanced at him and didn't say much. Instead, I made a note in the notebook as a consensus reached by both parties.

"In that case, the most direct solution right now is to ask that senior to leave. Well, speaking of this, how about asking your instructor to step in? After all, he is a teacher, and that senior is just a graduate from another school."

But this was rejected decisively by Shiroyama.

He shook his potato head.

"That won't work. Our instructor is an outsider and is worried about his poor grades. The return of our seniors would be a lifesaver for him. He won't speak for us."

As expected, this approach of the teacher's is not feasible.

I drew a cross on the notebook, like a death notice issued by the killer.

"Well... the only way is to make him give up. Yukinoshita, is there anything you can do?"

"Eh?"

It seemed that she did not expect to be called, and Yukinoshita's expression actually looked somewhat cute.

But I know very well what kind of terrifying personality is hidden behind that perfect snow girl-like face.

That’s why we should make use of it even more.

"In my opinion... defeating him head-on is the best option."

"Xiaoxue, no matter how you put it, this is too..."

Before I could say anything, even Yuigahama next to me could see that Yukinoshita's plan was unreliable.

If it was really that easy to beat the other person, that senior wouldn't have been selected for the university based on his athletic performance.

Especially in a sport like judo where physical fitness is more important than skills, if it were tennis, with Yukinoshita's abilities, there would be some possibility.

"Do you think you are Wonder Woman? With your small body, you'd better not bother."

I won't miss any opportunity to strike back at Yukinoshita.

Even though there's a good chance I wouldn't be able to beat her myself.

"Ah."

Rarely, Yukinoshita did not continue to argue about this matter. Perhaps it was because the figure she saw yesterday was too burly, or perhaps it was because there were outsiders in the club and it was not appropriate to argue.

Well, it doesn’t matter what the reason is, I won this time.

"But Yukinoshita's idea does have some merit. If you want to make that senior leave the arena, the best way is to make him lose the duel, or in other words..."

"Ah... I feel like Xiaoqi is thinking of something bad again."

"Prejudice, you are prejudiced. I am thinking about Shiroyama-san's matter, you superficial woman."

When Yuigahama heard this, her face instantly turned red, and she kept saying things like "Ah, who are you calling a superficial woman?"

Really, doesn't this behavior just show how superficial she is?

How stupid.

"So you still can't avoid a head-on confrontation? What's the difference between that and what I said?"

In response to Yukinoshita's sarcastic words, I chose to refute her indirectly.

His fingers tapped on the table, making a crisp sound.

"We need to defeat him, but we are not the only ones, and we have not completely decided the outcome in a real head-on confrontation. We just need to make him show his ugly side in the duel."

"Eh? Xiaoqi means..."

Miss Yuigahama, who was not very smart, obviously did not understand the meaning of my words, but Yukinoshita next to her heard the general idea.

"You mean... to embarrass him?"

"That's pretty much what it means."

As a high school boy, I understand the biggest weaknesses of boys of this age better than anyone else.

That is - face.

The abnormally high self-confidence and self-esteem make this group have a bit of a stubborn flavor.

Not to mention that the man was a senior who had just returned from college. The reason why he could order everyone in the judo club to act according to his will was basically because of the prestige he left in the school.

As long as we defeat him at this point, he will no longer have the face to stay.

"But before that we still have to make some small preparations. Shiroyama, if we want to hold a judo tournament, I think you can arrange the venue."

"Ah? Oh, no problem, but why are you saying this suddenly?"

Looking at Chengshan's puzzled eyes, I believed from the bottom of my heart that his brain was indeed filled with potatoes.

How come Yukinoshita and I have talked to this point, but he still doesn't understand?

"Of course, I want to embarrass that senior in the competition."

"Ah? But you can't beat the senior, even we..."

"Stop, stop, stop. Just apply for the competition and we will take care of the rest."

In order to allay Chengshan's concerns, I had no choice but to take on all the responsibilities myself.

Suddenly, there was a distrustful look from someone nearby.

"Hey, what do you two have to say?"

For the first time ever, I actually took the initiative to verbally challenge Yuigahama Yukinoshita and her female duo.

Perhaps it was because of the dissatisfaction with being exploited, I felt a raging fire burning deep in my heart at this moment.

If Yukinoshita dares to cause trouble now, I swear I can use Jet Flame to burn her to ashes.

And that damn job.

With a dark thought in mind, I planned to hear what the two women had to say.

But what responded to me was a subtle look from the two of them, without them saying a word.

What's going on? It sounds like I'm threatening people in a threatening manner. It's obviously the office workers who are venting their dissatisfaction. I'm the victim.

In this case, I can only vent my inner resentment on that senior, and plan to give him a hard time.

"But...but what excuse can we use to hold the competition?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually cooling down, Chengshan took the initiative to ask.

His problem is very realistic. After all, holding a competition requires manpower and material resources, and it must obtain the support of teachers and even the student union to be successfully held.

But isn’t the excuse for holding the event right in front of us?

"That's easy. Just tell the teacher that the competition is for recruiting new students. Your instructor is probably worried about losing staff anyway."

"But this..."

"Don't worry, it'll be no problem."

I rested my hand on my chin, a rotten smile that I didn't even notice appeared at the corner of my mouth.