From Spring to Death

"Yamato, I'll go with you!"

Yamato Rinko is standing up for herself, how can I let him fight alone!

Ooka Azusa stood in front of Yamato Rinko with a tennis racket.

The two of them stood in front and behind, looking at Kamiya Yuma on the opposite side.

"Ooka, although I can beat him to a pulp by myself, since he said he wants to fight the four of us alone, let's not be polite to him!"

"The two of us together, just right!"

Hayama Hayato, Tobe Sho and Hikigaya Hachiman stood outside the court.

Hikigaya Hachiman wanted to sneak away, but was stopped by Hayama Hayato.

"Hikigaya, are you friends with Kamiya-san?"

Hikigaya Hachiman shook his head: "I don't have any friends."

Tobe Sho glanced at Hikigaya Hachiman, then nodded in agreement, which made Hikigaya Hachiman feel even more hurt.

Can you not be so obvious with your actions?

It's very hurtful!

…

Yamato Rinko smashed the tennis ball on the ground a few times.

“Since he gave us the chance to serve, I won’t be polite!”

“Ah!”

Yamato Rinko used his most powerful serving method. Even people who know how to play tennis may not be able to catch his serve!

However, this is child’s play for Kaneba Yuma!

As I said before, numerical crushing cannot be compared with some small skills!

“Bang!”

Kaneba Yuma hit the tennis ball back easily.

But if you can slow down the moment when the racket touches the tennis ball, you can find that the racket is exaggeratedly deformed!

If it weren’t for the good quality of the racket, the racket would be useless at this moment.

“Ooka, move faster!”

Yamato Rinko didn’t expect Kaneba Yuma to catch his serve, and the speed of the ball was far beyond his imagination.

He wanted Ooka Azusa to catch the ball that he couldn’t even see clearly!

Kaneba Yuma didn't catch the ball. He didn't hit it off purposely, but only if he had enough strength.

Otherwise, if he was hit by the ball, he would be lucky if he didn't break a bone.

"Ah, I...I catch it?"

In a panic, Ooka Azusa actually used his racket to catch the tennis ball that was coming like a cannonball.

"Ah, my hand!"

The edge of Ooka Azusa's racket touched the ball that Kaneba Yuma hit, and then his racket slipped out of his hand.

The handle of the racket also hit his arm under the influence of the tennis ball.

Ooka Azusa covered his arm, and sweat began to drip from his face.

The tennis ball that flew into the sky also fell at this time and hit Yamato Rinko's feet.

"Kaneba Yuma, what did you do!"

Yamato Rinko couldn't imagine what would happen if this tennis ball hit someone!

"I've said it before, tennis is a very dangerous sport, if you don't do it right, people will die!"

Kamiba Yuma swung the racket, in Yamato Rinko's eyes, Kamba Yuma seemed to be holding a tennis ball at any time, aiming at her!

"Ooka!"

"Is this human power?"

Hayama Hayato didn't expect that the tennis ball played by Kamba Yuma was so powerful!

Tobe Sho was also glad that he had never offended Kamba Yuma, otherwise he would not be able to sleep well with his great strength.

Only Hikigaya Hachiman was not surprised by this scene, he saw Kamba Yuma grab people like dolls that day, and then throw them out to prevent some people from escaping.

"Kamiba classmate, you've gone too far!"

Seeing that Ooka Azusa was injured, Hayama Hayato couldn't help but blame Kamba Yuma, and at the same time blamed himself.

Once again, he did something good but ended up doing something bad, he never thought that this situation would happen.

Moreover, does the conflict between classmates have to end with one party getting injured?

"I don't think so. I was just playing normally."

"And I've already stopped."

"So, I told you that!"

"Tennis is dangerous. You guys are the ones who wanted to play with me."

"Hayama, you're a good person."

"But it's not easy to be a good person."

Kamiba Yuma handed the racket to Hayama Hayato: "Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Each person is responsible for his own actions. Let Ooka Azusa solve his own problems."

Looking at the back of Kanba Yuma leaving in a chic manner, Hayama Hayato was silent.

"Let's send Ooka to the infirmary first."

"Maybe, I really shouldn't meddle in other people's business."

Hayama Hayato sighed.

"Hayama, this is not your fault."

Tobe Sho patted Hayama Hayato on the shoulder: "I think Kanba Yuma is right."

"Hayama, let Ooka solve his own problems!"

Yamato Rinko picked up the tennis ball., a layer of screen print can be clearly seen on it.

And on the racket in Hayato Hayama's hand, a dent can also be clearly seen.

"How much strength does this require!"

Tobe Sho couldn't help but exclaim.

...

After a physical education class, everyone had a lot of fun, except Hayato Hayama and his friends.

The second class was Chinese class, which was Shizuka Hiratsuka's class.

During this class, Kamiba Yuma seemed to be listening carefully, but his attention was always on Shizuka Hiratsuka.

This woman is gentle and violent. Although she is already a young woman, she still has the posture of a little woman.

However, Shizuka Hiratsuka only thought that Kamiba Yuma was listening carefully and praised him.

After class, Kamiba Yuma went to Shizuka Hiratsuka's office with a club application form.

"Kamiyu, what's the matter with you?"

"Teacher Jing, I want to set up a club."

"Kamiyu, first-year students are not allowed to apply to set up a club."

"Teacher Jing, I remember there is no such rule in the school!"

"But the ability of first-year students is not enough to maintain the operation of a club."

"Also, have you found your own club members?"

Behind the desk, Shizuka Hiratsuka crossed her legs. If her students had this intention, she couldn't refuse.

But as she said, first-year students are not enough to maintain a club.

Even many second-year and third-year students cannot maintain the operation of a club.

"Don't worry, Teacher Jing, my club will not be very large."

"As for the members, just give me three days."

"For the rest, you just need to be our instructor."

Kamiyu Yuma pushed the club application form over.

"Kamiyu, since you are so confident, I will see what you are capable of."

"As a teacher, I still want to remind you that sometimes you should not be too blindly confident!"

"Thank you, Teacher Jing. Teacher Jing, just call me Kamyu from now on!"

"Wait, Kamyu!"

"Have you had conflicts with your classmates recently?"

Hiratsuka Shizuya heard something.