My youth romance is always confusing

This guy is okay, right? Why would he think of that troublemaker Zaimokuza?

Seeing that Ye Shan's expression didn't seem fake, I had no choice but to agree to him.

But what relieved me was that Yeshan also chose that Zaimokuza.

I am a Zodiac sign, and I am a very Zodiac sign in my life.

Just notify him in advance and then drag him over on the day of the game. He won't refuse.

But before that, I have one important thing to do.

After school, because of Yuigahama's study group, I did not continue club activities with Yukinoshita and went straight back home with Mitsuki.

"Hachiman, are you planning to face that big guy head-on?"

After dinner, the little guy's head popped out from under the dining table, scaring me while I was lying on the sofa.

There was a hint of curiosity in Mitsuki's eyes.

But she saw the man standing at the front in the training room.

To be frank, that man is more than capable of defeating three Hachimans.

A head-on confrontation would result in no other outcome than being beaten into a pig's head.

"Ha... I don't want to do that either, but if there's no other way, this is the last resort."

I threw the book in my hand onto the sofa cushion beside me, waking up Kamakula and making him slip away.

Cats are very alert and react extremely quickly when danger comes.

In this respect they are stronger than humans.

"If this guy could lend me his reaction power, I would have a 50-50 chance of winning the next match."

"You only have a 50% chance of winning with a cat's reaction, brother, how useless are you?"

Komachi leaned against what was happening, looking at her brother with a scornful expression.

I reached out and picked up the bread beside me and threw it to Komachi, but she caught it casually.

"Less than 10%. How can an ordinary person like me possibly beat a sports student who was exempted from the entrance exam?"

What's more, he is two years older than him and is much better than him in terms of physical fitness and experience.

"Ah, brother has become dead fish eyes."

"I want you to manage."

Time flies by and the weekend is here in a blink of an eye.

I need to get the race organized this weekend.

But before that, I must first find out the information about that senior, so that I can increase my chances of winning the next game.

"Seiwa University...is this the place?"

I rode my bicycle alone to Seiwa University, one of the three famous universities in Chiba Prefecture.

This is a university famous for its law department and has provided a lot of talents to the society over the years.

But precisely because of this, the university needs to strengthen in other areas.

"That's why they offer the condition of exempting outstanding students in the sports department from taking the test."

Looking at the broad school gate in front of me, I sincerely feel that it is a good thing that this university is built in Chiba.

After all, if the university is located closer to the urban area, the land will definitely not be as spacious as it is now, after all, the land usage fee will be quite expensive.

In order to enter the university, I changed into casual clothes today to avoid being recognized as a high school student.

But it seems that I was worrying too much. The security guard at the door was yawning while holding a newspaper, and he didn't even bother to look at me.

Hmm, so maybe being a security guard isn't a bad idea?

At least the work is easy.

After locking my bicycle at the door, I walked towards the Judo Club in the university with the campus map I had prepared in advance.

Walking through the playground surrounded by tall buildings, I found the sign of the Judo Club in an old and slightly dilapidated building.

At this time, there were several people practicing in an empty room, and the sounds of "Huha Huha" were very loud.

However, perhaps because it was the weekend, there were not many people training at this time. Most of them were young members, probably freshmen and sophomores.

As for why I can recognize their grade, it’s actually very simple.

Because the students who have just entered college dress very differently from the seniors who are about to graduate, the most obvious of which is makeup and clothing.

I picked a suitable time to sneak in and talked to two people who seemed easiest to talk to.

"Excuse me, do you two know Saito Keizo? I heard that he is very good at judo and I would like to ask him for some training methods."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around stopped what they were doing.

One of the short-haired men walked over with a swagger, like a tumbler.

But he was very strong, even stronger than the Saito Keizo whom I met in Sobu High School.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was full of indifference.

"Saito? That wimp can be called powerful? He didn't spread it around, did he? How dare a fellow like that have the nerve to do that?"

It didn't sound very polite, no, it was more like a complete disdain for the person.

If this is the case, then it becomes clear why Saito returned to Sobu High School.

——I can’t make it in college.

I pretended not to understand and continued to ask for information from several college students.

"Um...Saito-senpai is weak?"

"Ah? Senior? You're not a high school student, are you? Tsk."

When the short-haired guy realized that I was younger than him, he immediately put on a look of a senior.

But this is exactly what I want. To deal with such people, all I have to do is act submissive and even flatter them a couple of times to get what I want.

"Ha... Senior, your eyes are really sharp. I am indeed a student of Chiba Local High School. Recently, I happened to meet Saito Senior who came back to school to guide us, so I really want to ask for his advice."

In order to achieve my goal, I deliberately asked in the opposite direction of their intentions.

Sure enough, the short-haired man began to talk bad about Saito Keizo.

"Kid, since you are sensible, I advise you to stay away from Saito as much as possible. He is a loser who can't stand losing."

"Ah? But I think he's very powerful in the club..."

"That's all bullshit. That guy hasn't been to the club for two weeks since he was knocked down in training. Oh, I was wondering why he didn't show up. Turns out he went to the high school to show off. He's really a loser."

The short-haired man clicked his tongue secretly, with a look of contempt on his face.

Perhaps in his eyes, Saito Keizo was just a coward who escaped. Such people were indeed looked down upon in a sports club.

"Oh I got it."

I tried hard to act as if I had suddenly realized something, which aroused the short-haired man's curiosity.

"Hey, kid, which school are you from?"

"So...Sobu High School."

"Sobu High School? Ah, that school in Chiba that has a high deviation value. That feels pretty good."

When he heard that Hachiman's school was Sobu High School, the short-haired man immediately changed his expression.

Suddenly, he came closer to me and asked with a malicious smile on his face.

"Would you like us to go over and take a look? I also want to show off my power in front of my junior brother."

It seems that things are becoming more and more complicated.