【Summary】The Canyon Summoner plays tennis at Rikkai University

Vodka quietly started navigating to the Iroha Sushi Restaurant that Barolo mentioned.

Why was he so quiet?

Because according to his observation, he found that Barolo didn't like others to talk too much.

Barolo had taught him before that villains died because they talked too much. What he meant was that if he dared to talk too much in front of him, he would die!

Although he had his big brother to protect him, he felt that if he had to choose between him and Barolo, even if it was Vodka himself, he would choose Barolo.

So he would be a quiet driver today.

You said that you secretly talked to Binga about Barolo behind his back in the submarine? He and Binga squatted far away, squatting in the corner of the next cabin of the submarine, and Barolo couldn't hear it.

"What do you want to do?" Gin knew that Barolo knew it again when he heard the good address.

That guy Rum likes to hide here and there, changing his identity and making up a name every day, like a mouse.

He happened to be working in a sushi restaurant recently, and the name of the sushi restaurant was Iroha Sushi Restaurant.

If Barolo wants to attack Rum, "You can't do it for now, the boss is concerned about our old friendship."

And Rum is very useful in many cases, and is very sensitive to many intelligence. Otherwise, he would not be able to become the second-in-command of the organization simply by inheriting the code name and following for many years.

"I know, I won't do it." Of course, the more subordinates the better, and if they are disobedient, they will be trained more times.

"It's just to eat sushi, do you want to go in?" Umaru Gaki supported his face and turned his head to look in the direction of the driver's seat.

"No." Gin's voice was still cold.

"Okay, I'll take you there, why did you change the car today?"

Vodka called Gin and didn't seem to want to answer. Although he knew to talk less in front of Barolo, he was also very good at reading people's faces, and took the initiative to say, "Brother's car was taken for maintenance."

"Here, Barolo, I want a luxurious special sushi, thank you!" Vodka had a square face and squeezed out a friendly smile, revealing his silly temperament.

Karasuma Gaki made an OK gesture and got out of the car.

He pushed the door and entered the sushi restaurant. Perhaps because today was a weekday, most people were still at work at this time, and there were no customers in the restaurant.

There were only two sushi restaurant staff members. A staff member with glasses and a sense of daily life sat on a chair near the inside of the counter.

A staff member with a gauze wrapped around his left eye and a mustache that looked like a big rat, looked even more daily.

Karasuma Gaki took a step back and walked out of the store. It was eye-catching. Rum's ghost outfit was really ugly, lowering the average value of the organization's appearance.

He stepped back in, and the two staff members had already stood up to welcome him, "Welcome to Iroha Sushi Restaurant."

Sitting at the table closest to the door and farthest from the inner table where food was made, Karasuma Gaki held his chin and looked at the big rat.

"My guest, what do you want to order?" Like a big smiling rat, he approached Karasuma Gaki with a menu wrapped around his body.

"Three portions of luxurious special sushi, packed." Karasuma Gaki watched him turn around and go to the back counter to order food, then turn back, looking like a good waiter chatting with the only customer.

"Does this customer mind if I sit opposite you?"

Kuramagaki raised his chin, indicating that he was free to do so.

"Is this customer's first time at our sushi restaurant? Do you eat sushi often?" The one-eyed mouse sat down with a smile and started to talk.

"Generally, how about you? How long have you been working here?" Karasuma Gaki smiled.

"As for me, I haven't been working here for long. My name is Wakita Kensuke, and I'm a wandering chef. This customer looks like he's only in high school, right? Aren't you going to class today?"

"Hehe——" Karasuma Gaki was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he turned on the [Charming All Beings] aura and cast it on Rum♡, "Be loyal to the organization, especially to me, Rum."

"...Yes." Karasuma Gaki smiled slightly as he watched Rum's small but shrewd pupils dilate and refocus.

The weaker the world consciousness is, the more obvious the effect of his skills will be.

Rum continued to sit and chat with Karasuma Gaki. His personality in the store is that he is a chatterbox who always likes to chat with customers.

Karasuma Gaki turned his head to look at the frosted glass, pretending to look at the scenery outside, and casually perfunctorily answered him with "um", "oh", and "really".

The special sushi was quickly made and packed. Rum handed him three boxes of square boxes thicker than Karasuma Gaki's waist, "Welcome to come again next time."

Holding the big food box and walking to Gin's car, Vodka consciously opened the car door and took the food box from Barolo, "Do you want to...eat in the car?"

Looked at the eldest brother carefully.

"...Go to safe house No. 2 and put it in the back seat." Gin gave an order.

"Help me open the door, Barolo." Vodka held the food box with both hands.

KarasumaYuan opened the back door, and Vodka put three boxes of sushi stacked high on the back seat. When Barolo brought them over just now, they were stacked up to his chin.

Entering the car and heading to safe house No. 2, Karasuma Yuan sat on the right side of the back seat. Just as he stretched out his hand to hold a box, he said, "No eating in the car."

Gin said in a flat tone.

"Tsk, I don't believe you haven't eaten in the car when you are busy doing missions! Why can't you let me eat!"

"You can't."

"Tsk." Stinky Gin! "Why am I saying that?"

Gin didn't look back, "Bad habit."

"..." Gin didn't allow him to swear.

Soon they arrived at safe house No. 2. The three big eaters only ate one portion...

Gin glared at Karasuma Gaki and told Vodka, "Send it to Chianti and the others."

"Gin, find some time to deal with the people from the Mud Club." Curacao was besieged by the Mud Club before and lost his memory. Although the Mud Club recognized the wrong person, he had offended the organization and had to get him back.

"I'm leaving first, bye." Karasuma Gaki got up and left. It seemed that Kirihara would be taking Rikkai University's seedlings to the finals of the county competition this afternoon.

Took a taxi back to Kanagawa, removed the illusion, and entered the tennis park. It was just a few minutes after 1 p.m., and the afternoon game usually started at 1:30.

He found the Rikkai competition venue skillfully. As soon as he approached, he was recognized by someone, "Karasuma-senpai! You're here to watch the game!"

I was immediately surrounded by Rikkai University's huge cheerleading team, all of whom were boys and girls from junior high school.

"Minister Kirihara and his team have reported for duty and will gather here soon!"

"This year we will definitely continue to win the 17th consecutive Kanto championship and the 4th consecutive national championship!"

There are many members of the tennis club surrounding Karasuma Gaki. They squeezed in front of him as if the news media saw a big star. Karasuma Gaki smiled and said, "Come on."

"They are here, go back." He couldn't get in with such a crowd.

"Okay!"

In the final of the Kanagawa Prefecture Tournament, Rikkai University's opponent was a school that Karasuma Gaki had never heard of before. It might be the dark horse of this year, called Kitayama Junior High School.

Kirihara and his team saw Karasuma Gaki at a glance. Kirihara happily ran over, opened his arms wide and rushed towards him, hanging on Karasuma Gaki with all his limbs.

"Senior Gaki! You came to watch our game! We won 6-0 all the way!" Kirihara's green cat eyes sparkled with excitement and expectation.

"Amazing! Akaya." He rubbed his kelp hair, which was unusually soft because it hadn't been gelled for a long time.

"I will keep the score of 6-0 and not let the opponent get a single point! Until I win the national championship!" Kirihara grew a lot taller when he was promoted to the third grade of junior high school. He is now 1.75 meters tall.

"Okay, if you can't do it, come to my house and train 10 times more."

"Ah——?!" During this period, Karasuma Gaki, Niou and others were in the training camp. Most of Kirihara's fighting and sniping training was completed in the game cabin.

Karasuma Gaki arranged a fighting coach for him, and he had to spend two hours every day to go to the martial arts hall for fighting training.

Because of fighting training, he hasn't played fighting games for a long time. Although fighting is cool, it is really painful and tiring. Moreover, Karasuma Gaki is not around, and no one helps him relieve the pain.

10 times training, is it 20 hours a day? He will die, "No——"

"Hahaha, what's wrong, Aka has no confidence to beat the opponent 6-0 all the time?" Looking at Kirihara's collapsed face, Karasuma Gaki rubbed him.

"Well! I can!" Kirihara got off Karasuma Gaki and took back his handsome face from him.

"I'm going to arrange warm-up! Senior Gaki, please go sit in the audience. Let's go!" Kirihara left with his team members in a hurry.

Sakamoto, Vera, Tamagawa, Echizen Ryoma, Kiyoyo, and Uraya said hello to Karasuma Gaki, and followed Kirihara to the stadium to prepare for the game.