Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 587 Collection Training
The next day, early in the morning.

At the gate of the Youth School, students walked together in twos and threes. The sun shone on the school monument in front of the school gate, and the golden font reflected a faint brilliance, making the smiles of the students even brighter.

"Kana, hurry up, hurry up, training is about to start."

"Ahhh, Xue Nai, stop urging me, it made me panic to death."

"Ito, I'm leaving first, I'll be late in 10 minutes, bye, see you later."

"Ah, Qiujin is too much, wait for me!!!"

pat pat
The sound of footsteps sounded in all directions, startling the boys around him to look sideways.

"Hey, what are the women's tennis players doing? Such a big commotion."

"It's almost seven twenty, well, really, they're all wearing pants, it's summer."

"Don't be so wretched|wretched, be careful that Senior Edogawa hears that you can't eat and walk around."

"Hey, it's not long before you pretend you didn't hear."

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The morning sun at 07:30 was just right, warm but not hot.

Snapped--

The sound of hitting the ball resounded in the court, five tennis balls flew across Court No. [-] in an instant, and then there were several crisp sounds, the tennis ball was hit back without landing, and there was a slight sound of wind.

"It's so cool." Outside the isolation net, Tomoka Kosakata stared at Zhengxuan who was running in the tennis ball with sparkling eyes. He glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he beckoned to Sakurano Ryuzaki inside. "Sakura, Sakura, come here, come here."

"Huh? What's the matter, kid?" Sakura walked over with the racket.

Kosakata pointed to the stadium, "Why didn't you see your minister?"

"She went to the United States, and she will probably come back today. Ah, the deputy minister is here, and I will go there first, Xiaopeng." Seeing Fujiwara slowly walking outside the door, Sakura ran back to the court to practice swinging.

Kosakata turned her head to look, and she saw Fujiwara, her slender figure, cold expression, and serious character, all of which made her feel chilly.

"Arai, your moving speed has slowed down, do you still want to be lazy?" On the court, Yagyu swung his racket, smiled and said to the absent-minded person opposite, "Well, are you thinking about how to take advantage of Bei Dao's food?"

Arai blushed and roared, "How is that possible, Yagyu?"

bang——

When I was distracted, I missed the tennis ball under my feet, and then...
A chill ran from the feet to the head in an instant, followed by Fujiwara's cold voice, "Arai, double the training in the afternoon and swing the racket 500 times."

"Nani!!!" Arai's eyes widened, "Vice Minister, it's Yagyu!"

Fujiwara's lens flashed, "Swing 1000 times!"

".Yagyu!!!!"

"Well, soldiers never tire of cheating." Liu Sheng clasped his five fingers on the racket line, and smiled lightly: "Arai remember to swing the racket well."

".Dongcha! Liusheng, let's fight to the death, I will defeat you!!!"

"Well, let's fight to the death after we finish swinging the racket in the afternoon."

"KUSO! You bastard!!!"

Seeing Arai furious at Yagyu like a pit bull, Sang Yu raised his eyebrows, "Tch, idiot."

Arai turned his head abruptly, "What did you say?"

"Idiot," Sang Yu twitched his lips, and said playfully, "Do you want me to say it again?"

"Ahhh," Arai narrowed his eyes, "Who ever wet the bed when they were young?"

The corner of Sang Yu's mouth twitched, and the veins on his forehead twitched, "Who got lost in the men's room in the middle of the night yesterday?"

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Bang!
Bang!

crackling-

"Wow, Vice Minister, it's bad, Sang Yu and Arai are fighting again!!!!"

"Senior Arai! Stop hitting!"

"Senior Sang Yu! Ah, my racket!!!"

"Arai-san, Sang Yu-san, stop beating!"

"Pull them away!"

"Ah, this is Senior Bei Dao's wristband!"

"It's over, it's over, this is already the eighth iron pillar they broke, what should I do?"

"you."

"It's so noisy." An indifferent voice rang out suddenly, very faintly, but it made the noisy stadium quiet down in an instant. When I turned my head, I saw the blue and white figure standing at the gate. He touched the edge of the door lightly with one hand, and hung his hand at his side, without saying a word, just stood there quietly.

All the sunlight was strictly blocked behind, those dark red eyes stared at everyone in the shadows, a little indifferent, oppressive, spreading in an instant, suffocating.
"Minister!!!"

"Morning Minister!!!" In an instant, everyone stood up straight and bowed deeply.

"40 laps, all."

Everyone froze, and Bei Dao, who was closest to the door, saw this and kindly asked, "Including the main election?"

"All."

"Hai Hai~"

clap clap ~
There was the sound of running, and dust rolled up behind him. Fifteen minutes later, the sound of falling to the ground continued, and the entire stadium was full of members. Only the eight main players were able to stand upright.

"Assembly." Without giving them a rest time to integrate, Sakura opened the mouth. The next second, footsteps sounded, and no matter how tired they were, they got up and stood in line. There was no sound in the process.

(End of this chapter)