Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Going to strike up a conversation with a beautiful woman, of course, is a beautiful job, but if you fail, you must accept the punishment of 'Ajiudou rice ball'.Looking at Kaji, Hakada and the others who had fallen to the ground, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Come on, Senior Maori!"

Sanada said solemnly: "As a senior of Li Hai, shouldn't you be a role model?"

"Okay, okay..."

Mauri took a deep breath and walked up to chat up.

The result, of course, is a tragedy...

"I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat!"

Looking at Mitsugu who was holding the rice ball, he seemed to see a devil, struggling constantly, trying to escape.But in the end, it still fell to the ground.

Convulsions privately, life and death unknown.

"Next, Nioh Masaharu."

Mifune turned his head to look, but saw that King Nio was missing from the crowd.He narrowed his eyes, and finally his eyes fell on Baishi who was leaning against the wall: "Hey, it's your turn."

"Puff~"

'Baishi' shrugged, shook his head and sighed, "As expected of an incoming coach."

After speaking, his phantom disappeared and returned to his original appearance.

Looking around and looking at the winners, only Ajibe, Yukimura, and Tezuka were the junior high school students who succeeded, and the rest, except for him and Echizen, failed.

"In that case."

His face changed, and he transformed into the appearance of Ajibu: "Ah~ indulge in the handsome face of this uncle."

"cut."

Atobu sneered: "How dare you to imagine the appearance of the cost of the uncle. However, the vision is good..."

however.

Niwang's approach was still unsuccessful.

What he was looking for happened to be the eldest lady from a rich family, and he pierced his disguise at a glance.

"idiot."

Atobu shook his head and said, "Without a long period of training, it is impossible to form an aristocratic temperament."

The extravagance in his body, in addition to etiquette, is also the arrogance of money.Niwang's behavior and demeanor were imitated very much, but his family wasn't so rich, but the average person was okay, and deceiving such a real rich man was seen through at a glance.

"If you fail, you will be punished."

Mitsugu appeared in front of him and took out the rice ball.And King Nio took it with trembling, and with a thought, he turned into a unique look: "The genius of Qingxue, the side effects should be a lot less... eh?"

But at this moment, he saw a familiar figure and raised his brows slightly.

"Why hasn't this Pingguchang been back yet?"

Walking out of the restaurant, he touched his stomach with wooden hands, his face a little unnatural.Tomorrow is the warm-up match. If he plays and makes a mistake because he doesn't have enough to eat, it would be a shame.

"Hey, Nagashiro!"

At this time, Ping Guchang shouted and ran back.

"Rice balls?"

Looking at what the opponent handed over, Mushou narrowed his eyes.Immediately, Pingguchang's face froze, and there were faint signs of retreating, but Mushou grabbed the rice ball and said solemnly: "Didn't I tell you, keep a low profile, and also, didn't you mean to buy pork chop rice? What is a rice ball? Forget it, a rice ball is a rice ball."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and bit down on the rice ball.

"Does this rice ball taste good, huh? Wait, why does this taste a little...poof~"

Before he finished speaking, he fell directly to the ground.

Before fainting, Mushou turned around and kept looking for the figure of Pingguchang.However, where there is still the appearance of the other party, before he lost consciousness, he only vaguely saw the back of a hunched back, leisurely leaving.

"Then, that guy is..."

"what happened?"

Seeing the wooden hand falling to the ground, a burly white strong man said solemnly: "Have you suffered from heat stroke? I just said that Asians' physical fitness is just poor, and the sun can't stand it, what a waste!"

"Buck, stop talking, everyone is teammates."

A white young man with blond hair and a headband shook his head.His attire was very similar to Reinhardt's, except that when he bowed his head, a haze flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, a black man in front pointed not far away and said, "Look, boss!"

Ok?

Everyone turned to look.

But I saw Reinhardt walking towards a young man with silver hair and a bandage on his left hand.

In an instant.

The air seemed to freeze.

Chapter [-] The Old People