My Ending Can't Be Hit by a Hatchet

"Kumiko, the national competition, we will definitely go again, and this time we will definitely win the gold medal!"

Kumiko Kumae turned her head to the side, looking at Rena Takasaka's beautiful side face.

On that beautiful cheek, one can see unshakable confidence and determination.

"Is that so..." Kumiko Kumiko thought of many things in her mind.

Senior Asuka Tanaka, who also plays the euphonium, has retired from the club, and Takisho-sensei, who has the regret of his dead wife.

"Well, we will definitely succeed!"

Kumiko Huang also expressed her determination in a low voice but firmly.

"However, the girl Zeyong just mentioned is really amazing. The Antarctic is a place farther than the universe!"

Kawashima Luki and Kato Hazuki over there have already started discussing this at this time.

Taisuke, who was walking towards the tram stop, looked down at the email address and notes displayed on the phone screen, smiled and shook his head.

"Fortunately, the system has been silenced, otherwise I'm afraid I'm going to harm the other party again."

However, Taisuke still had a wry smile on his face.

In fact, he is essentially a playful man.

Otherwise, why would it appear here.

It's just that they left after giving a gift, more because they are not familiar with each other now.

Taisuke unreservedly opened up his deepest thoughts, and has a deep disgust for him who is deeply aware of his own essence.

"Well, forget it."

Taisuke shook his head, walked into the tram stop, and took the tram back to Kyoto.

Not long after Taisuke returned to the hotel room he booked when he came to Kyoto, there was a knock on the door outside.

He opened the door and saw Nami Kazama standing quietly outside the door.

"Ala, I saw you in the lobby before, and I still don't believe it."

Nami Kazama seemed to have just returned from drinking somewhere, her face was red with wine.

"It never occurred to me, Taisuke, that you didn't live with your friends in Uji."

When he spoke, Taisuke felt the smell of alcohol rushing towards his face.

"Hmm~ Sister Kazama, how much wine have you drank..."

Taisuke couldn't help covering his nose.

"Not much, it's not like you don't know how much I drink."

Kazama Nami squinted her drunken eyes, and leaned against the door of Taisuke's room in a charming manner.

"Hee hee, why don't Taisuke go out with me and continue drinking."

"Hey! Sister Kazama, can't you drink less?"

Taisuke complained, but he still supported Nami Kazama, who was obviously about to lose his feet, and wanted to help her into the room.

"I'll take you back first."

"No! I'm not. I'm drunk. I'll continue to drink with you, Taisuke. Drinking alone just now was so boring."

"Okay, sister Kazama, we will continue to drink after you wake up."

Nami Kazama's figure looks so predictable, and there will definitely be no shortage of plump places.

But it also took a lot of effort for Taisuke to get Nami Kazama into bed.

"Really, sister Kazama, how much have you drunk!"

Looking at the enchanting figure of Kazama Nami, who was as drunk as mud, on the bed, Taisuke shook his head, found a chair in the room and sat down.

"Fortunately, although there are quite a lot, I'm not drunk yet."

As she said, although Nami Kazama seems to be drunk, at least she still has some consciousness.

"What happened today, did something happen?"

Taisuke felt the phone vibrate in his pocket, and asked casually while taking out the phone.

"Tsk, it's not about those potbellied guys, they are disgusting to death, but you still have to greet them with a smile."

"Ah, that's it." Taisuke turned his head and glanced at him, got back up to Nami Kazama who was half leaning on the bed, and said with a little distress: "That's really hard work."

Then, he saw that he had received a text message.

【Brother, are you working hard today?But no matter how hard it is, brother must never mess with flowers. 】

Chapter 178 The Uncontrollable Taisuke

Looking at the text message in his hand, Taisuke couldn't help dripping a drop of cold sweat from his forehead.

Qianxue really knew him well.

And such a scene, Taisuke always felt so familiar.