Chapter 57 Stars Like Rain
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In Sendai after April, the cherry blossoms on the branches gradually fade, and the flowers fall like rain and snow. The ancient spiers are reflected on the water, and the thin and soft flowers ripple in the clear spring water.
May is the end of spring in Japan. After May, it will be summer according to last year's practice.
The heavy cherry blossoms on the branches gradually faded and were replaced by lush green.
This year's sports festival of Sugizawa High School will be held in mid-May.
Yayoi is the ace teacher in the physical education department of the high school. He has only been teaching for two years. He accidentally taught a first-grade math class and then took on the job of a math teacher.
The new math teacher has fair skin, good looks, and long legs that are eye-catching. He sometimes gets confused. Boys at this age who are easily attracted to beautiful girls in their adolescence can concentrate a lot even in math classes that can easily put people to sleep.
He is the teacher in class, but he is a red-haired man with strange ideas in his mind outside of class. He walks straight and straight in a way that makes even the trouble-making male high school students of this age stunned.
On the day of the sports festival, the branches were green and lush, the spring wind was blowing leisurely, a banner was hung at the school gate, and the sound of fireworks exploding filled the air one after another.
The sports festival is also an open day for parents. At this time of year, parents of students from all walks of life will flock to Sugizawa High School to watch their children's games.
This time of year is also when Yuji Itadori dominates the Sugizawa High School Sports Festival.
When he was a student, his sister dominated the sports arena at Sugisawa High School, and the record she set at the sports festival every year was never broken. This situation did not end until the sports festival of the year Yuji Itadori entered Sugisawa High School in Central China.
This year, the sports festival of Sugizawa High School was also held in May. As the time gets closer to June, the weather gradually gets warmer, the branches are dyed with lush green, and the rich shade of the trees blooms above the heads, passing leisurely. The wind carries a gentle warmth.
On the day of the sports festival, Yayoi specially brought pom-poms and ribbons to cheer for the students. He also tied up his red hair with a ribbon, revealing his delicate eyebrows and smooth white forehead, and mingled with the energetic girls around him. Waving pompoms together, there is no sense of disharmony at all.
The boys competing below are young and energetic, with high enthusiasm. Guns are fired on the competition field. People on the field are rushing. The cheerleaders outside the field are shouting cheers. The red finish line is flying when the finish line is crossed, and the salutes are fired. It opened with a bang, and the salute exploded into colorful ribbons.
The sweat shone with crystal brilliance, and the smiles of the boys and girls were as bright as sunflowers blooming in the sun.
"Teacher Yayoi! The junior high school competition has begun!" Yayoi's student Minako reminded.
Everyone in the class knows that Yayoi has a younger brother who is in the third grade of the junior high school. Yuji Itadori's reputation is very loud in Sugizawa High School. People give him the nickname "Tiger of Nishichu", not only because he is good at fighting, Also because Little Tiger was asked by Mr. Takagi, the consultant of the track and field club, to join the track and field club after Amway high school. For this reason, the other party also tried to take advantage of his sister.
People who have fought with Yuji Itadori basically don't want to fight him again. For no other reason than this guy is so good at hitting, and the place where he hits him hurts so much that he can't get up after being beaten once. Everyone who has been fought by him knows one thing, that is, Yuji Itadori is a professional in fighting. A layman will know that this guy has been trained when he looks at his smooth fighting style as if he was acting in a martial arts scene. .
People are professionals. At best, they are just gangsters who gather to fight and find trouble after being beaten once. Isn't this the same as a child holding a wooden sword and provoking the world's best swordsman?
His physique and motor skills are so strong that they are almost weird. He is still a boy in junior high school, and his physique is already far higher than that of students of this age, and even higher than most adult men. The difference between him and ordinary people is not too obvious.
Teachers who see the name 'Yuji Itadori' on the entry list will basically acquiesce - this thing is the champion this time.
When the senior teachers in the school saw the young teacher's startled look, they would just sneer and say to themselves that you had never seen the red-haired one in the high school who ran like a car on the track.
Siblings, like sisters, like brothers, it's not like one family doesn't belong to the same family.
Get used to it.
Their mentality has long been forged to be as stable as an old dog.
All in all, in one word, young people are too young.
"I know, Minako, this is just right." Yayoi held the hair tie he just took off in his mouth, "I'm going over first, you have to catch up."
Yayoi had just taken off his hair tie and tied his hair again. After hearing Minako's words, Yayoi moved his shoulders and ankles, leaned forward, and stepped out with his left foot. His red hair was cheered by the crowd. The sound rises and falls like ribbons among the sound of salutes one after another.
Minako watched helplessly as Yayoi ran towards the center of the country at an astonishing speed of three and a half seconds. Like a galloping leopard, he disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.
Minako was stunned. She suddenly remembered the rumored little tiger from the middle school who repeatedly broke school records. She thought to herself that you two are indeed siblings. You are so fast that you can even chase a car.
Yongsheng, who had just come off the playing field, looked left and right, saw Minako standing aside, and couldn't help but ask: "Where is Teacher Yayoi?"
With a word that woke up the dreamer, Minako came back to her senses, looked at the direction Yayoi ran away, and held her head in collapse, "Ahhhh, teacher, you are too fast, we can't catch up!!!"
We agreed to go to the middle school together. You, the world speed champion, can’t catch up even if you come here! !
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On this side of the room, Yayoi's students collectively fell into a state of doubting life. On the other side of the room, Yuji Itadori's game had almost begun.
Spring is coming to an end, and as time goes by, the temperature is getting warmer. Recently, the heat of summer can be faintly felt in the air.
Yuji Itadori, like Yayoi, is naturally not afraid of the cold. He likes to eat high-calorie foods, such as chocolate, and his body fat rate can be maintained in single digits. He only wore a thin short-sleeved sportswear and shorts on the field. The strong muscles under the fabric outlined smooth curves.
He is still a boy studying in junior high school in the middle of Sugisawa High School. His physique has begun to take on the dimensions of an adult man. His powerful physique makes even the adult consultant Takagi of the high school track and field department jealous, and he wants to kill him immediately. Drag him into the athletics department.
"Itadori, come on!!" His classmate Kishitani cheered him loudly from the audience outside the competition venue.
"Oh!" The boy on the playing field smiled energetically and waved to his classmates in the audience. His cherry blossom-colored hair was as bright as the cherry blossoms blooming on the ebony branches in March.
The opponents on the field were all doing warm-up exercises. When they first saw that their opponent was this famous sports gorilla, this little tiger who looked like a minor on the outside but a mountain gorilla on the inside made the opponents feel excited. There was a wailing, and at the same time, the powerful opponent aroused the competitiveness of boys of this age, and their eyes were on fire, and they stared at Yuji Itadori with as much enthusiasm as glaring at the enemy who killed his father.
Although this is a mountain gorilla, they will never give up!
Let's duel, gorilla...ah, Itadori-san! !
However, Yuji Itadori, who is believed to be the gorilla himself, is looking for someone in the audience. He is looking for two people, one is his sister and the other is his grandfather.
The day before the sports festival, Yuji Itadori excitedly told his grandfather that he was going to participate in the school's sports competition, and asked his grandfather if he wanted to come watch his game.
Grandpa curled his lips and said firmly that he didn't want to go, it was a child's thing.
"Then I won't compete." Yuji Itadori pretended to sigh deeply.
"No!" His grandfather was so excited that he almost jumped up from the sofa, "You go to the competition!"
"Hey~" Yuji Itadori couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and his sister stroked his hair.
The grandpa with a straight face is very fierce, but Yuji Itadori knows that his grandpa has a tough mouth, so he will come.
Sure enough, Yuji Itadori saw the sneaky old man in the auditorium with sharp eyes. He carefully looked at his grandson on the playing field, while avoiding the eyes projected on the playing field. As if he suddenly realized something, his grandfather suddenly He held up the flyer and covered his face.
Yuji Itadori smiled with great satisfaction. When the boy smiled, it was easy to think of the clear morning sun, and the entire background was filled with happy little flowers.
Yuji Itadori turned around and saw the red-haired lady with her foot on the railing that separated the auditorium and the arena. She was holding a ribbon ball and swinging it. Her beautiful red hair gave off a soft halo, flying like a jumping ball. flame.
His sister was as happy as a young girl. In fact, his sister was only twenty-four years old. Just looking at her appearance would make people think that she was a college student. She was always said by her grandfather that she would not grow up. Silly girl.
"Yuji, come on -!" His elder sister waved the ribbon ball in the audience, the flying ribbons and jumping red hair shining brightly in the sun.
The students who came after my sister helped the teacher cheer for her brother. The seniors from the high school and the junior high school students who were in the same class as Yuji Itadori cheered together. For a while, Yuji Itadori's name was among the crowd. It's extremely loud.
By the way, the grandfather who was hiding his face with the flyer was immediately recognized by Yuji Itadori's classmates. The little old man who liked to have a straight face was picked up by the boys and girls together with their classmates and seniors before he could finish his words. In the front row, there was also a shiny colorful ball stuffed into it, and he sat in his seat with a confused look on his face.
The opponents' classes seemed to be aroused. The decibels of the shouts on the field increased, unfamiliar names were called out, and the overwhelming sound rolled like a wave, and the entire audience became excited.
"Oh Si, leave it to me!"
The young man is high-spirited, his eyes are as bright as stars, and his voice is like shooting stars.
Yuji Itadori, who is the dominant player at the Junior High School Stadium, won all the championships in the competition without any suspense. The moment the boy crossed the finish line, his sister ran over at a speed of three seconds and fifty meters and lifted her brother in circles. .
"Itadori!" Several boys in the same class, together with Kishitani-san who had just been cheering for him on the field, strangled Yuji Itadori's neck. They spoke in a sinister tone, with envy and hatred on their faces. They gritted their teeth and said, "You kid is unjust. , I have such a beautiful sister that I haven’t even known to my brothers yet!”
How can it be repaired? They also seem to want their beautiful elder sister to cheer them on.
"My sister is a teacher in the high school department." Yuji Itadori scratched his head, "I usually teach in the high school department."
"Wow, is it true?" Kishitani couldn't help but look at Yayoi carefully from the corner of his eye, "Your sister doesn't look like a teacher..."
She is beautiful, has fair skin, long legs, and is as vibrant as a flower. She is a college student.
"How can it be repaired? Why are there no beautiful teachers in the middle school? They are all bald and old ladies!" Student Aida next to him looked at the senior seniors with envy and jealousy.
"Be careful, the dean of students will catch you and ask you to write a self-criticism, Aida!" The students next to him laughed vigorously.
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Over there, Yuji Itadori's competition was booming. Over here, a certain fake monk quietly slipped into the school carrying a flyer for the Sugizawa High School Sports Festival.
No matter how he looks in his cassock, he looks like a suspicious person, but this guy is unexpectedly welcomed by the girls. The girls from the Discipline Committee, who are dazzled by his beauty, let this guy into the school in a daze.
The roar of the crowd was like a rolling wave, and the gunfire that signaled the start of the game was like thunder.
All in all, in a word, it is a mountain of monkeys and a sea of monkeys, and the monkeys' shouts are deafening.
There are so many monkeys everywhere, as if you have entered Monkey Mountain.
Suguru Geto was carrying a flyer and saw the eye-catching red-haired Yayoi at a glance on the court. The opponent was holding a shiny ribbon ball and shouting someone's name, with a smile on his face like the cherry blossoms blooming in March.
Suguru Geto stuffed the flyer into the broad sleeves of the monk's robe. He quietly took out his mobile phone and took several photos of the red-haired man. He dug out Satoru Gojo's mobile phone number from the address book and was stunned for a moment. Closed the screen.
——Ah, they seem to be enemies already.
Suguru Geto thought about it and stuffed his cell phone into the loose sleeves of the monk's robe. He felt regretful in his heart. He originally wanted to send the photo to Satoru Gojo for provocation. He had already thought of the title - look, the living little red hair.
In early spring, he took his people to the Tokyo Conjuring High School and made a big fuss. Not only did he make a big fuss, he also issued a challenge to the opponent.
As a curse spirit operator, there is almost no upper limit to the number of curse spirits he can conquer. The high school has no specific number of curse spirits that he has already conquered. He can order them to mobilize at any time. At that time, Not only will it have a huge impact on the society of the monkeys, but the interests of the higher-ups in the magic world will also be shaken.
On the day when the challenge was announced, the senior executives were already jumping up and down, impatiently asking Satoru Gojo to kill him.
Now is no different than before. In an era of highly developed information, just sending a message will reveal one's location. In the past few months, high-level people have been looking for him. Now, if you send a message to Satoru Gojo, he will swagger to him. It makes sense to say 'Come and kill me' in front of someone.
Listening to the monkeys' screams, it seems that the boy on the field is Yayoi's younger brother.
Suguru Geto stretched out his hand, rubbed his chin a few times, and turned his attention to Yuji Itadori.
The strong and plump muscles under the boy's clothes undulated, and he made preparations to start. The curve of his back arched like a leopard ready to go. His eyes were as bright as stars. If you look closely, the color of his eyes was very similar to Yayoi's. The color is like the cherry blossoms blooming in March.
Suguru Geto was stunned for a moment, thinking that this guy looked familiar.
The moment the gunshot signaled the start of the game, the boy ran out at a speed of three seconds and fifty meters.
Suguru Geto's pupils were shaking, and his expression was dull and confused, like a groundhog that had just crawled out of the ground.
It was as if I saw a male version of Little Red Hair.
Suguru Geto watched helplessly as Yuji Itadori in the audience didn't blush and ran out of breath. He ran 1,500 meters at a high speed of three seconds and fifty meters, crossed the finish line and rushed towards his red-haired sister. The red-haired lady quickly lifted the tall 1.7 meter tiger cub and spun it around in circles.
Suguru Geto... Suguru Geto's mood at the moment was hard to describe. He finally thought of the time when the little red-haired boy chased the car on the street.
At that time, Yayoi handed a small child with hair the color of a cherry blossom into his hands, saying that he was her brother, and then started chasing the car. The little guy landed on his feet like a little cannonball and ran out after chasing his sister. At that moment, Suguru Geto doubted life and deeply suspected that his long legs were in vain.
Suguru Geto said without any fuss, I can only say that you two are worthy of being siblings, dear, without any doubt.
Suguru Geto's eyes twitched as he looked at Yuji Itadori who was surrounded by monkeys. The Hyakki Night Parade is coming soon. The more people who can use it, the better. If Yayoi can choose their camp, that would be great.
Her younger brother is not as strong as a normal person. He looks like a male version of the little red-haired boy. He might be the second Yayoi.
Suguru Geto thought again of the conversation he had with Nanako and Mimiko not long ago. His eyelids drooped and his faint dark purple pupils were half-covered.
The gunshots on the playing field rang out again, and a new round of competition began.
"Geto?" Yayoi turned around and saw the fox-eyed young man standing in the crowd.
His small eyes were curious about his bangs. His features had not changed after such a long time, but his uniform was changed to a cassock. For a moment, Yayoi thought he was seeing the high school student who liked to climb over the walls of her house with Satoru Gojo.
Suguru Geto smiled at Yayoi from a distance, waved to her, turned around and disappeared into the crowd. As he walked further and further away, his breath gradually disappeared into the crowd.
Spring is coming to an end, and the beginning of summer is about to play. The greenery on the branches is intoxicating, and the shade of the trees under the green trees is mottled on Suguru Geto's face.
Suguru Geto raised his head to block it, and the cropped shadows fell on the back of his hands.
The young man's narrow eyes narrowed, a smile appeared on his lips, and he spoke softly to the empty branch.
"Thank me, Satoru."
After all, I still haven't made up my mind to turn the little red hair you like into your opposite.
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