Who stipulated that hot weapons are not allowed to kill spirits?

Chapter 110 Three Japanese Traditional Performing Arts

After the game the next day, the four people from class four did not continue to drink with class six.

Yesterday's meal cost 10,000+ yen, but it's not because of money.

In the first-line combat department of the search department, which has a very high mortality rate, thanks to the strong support from above, no matter which department’s small treasury has hundreds of millions of yen in activity funds, the cost of 10,000+ is really not good what's up.

The reason why there is no post-match celebration banquet today is mainly because Miyazuka Asaka, the real 'senior' of the fourth class, refused to let go...

"Seniors, you went crazy once yesterday. Although you don't spend much money, you have fun every day. What if the head of the class finds out? And it's not polite to disturb the seniors of the sixth class every day. Don't forget Master Wei Xuxu will continue the competition tomorrow."

"Then why don't we tell the class principal?"

"No, because I will make small reports."

When Asaka Miyazuka uttered the words that decided the outcome with a blank face, it meant that the three monsters headed by Sakurai Hana from Section [-] went back dejectedly.

Since this 'cute' junior entered the fourth class, their good days are getting less and less day by day....

Although this junior is strong, has good coordination with the team, has high working ability, can help write reports, handle paperwork in an orderly manner, and can hand over all aftermath to her, and her logistics ability is comparable to half a logistics class...

But it's still annoying not to be able to drink and have fun every day!

After bidding farewell to the sullen members of Class [-], the three of them who returned to the Metropolitan Police Department chatted casually in Class [-] before disbanding on the spot.

The time simply came to the third day.

Due to what the host said yesterday [this competition decided to make an exception to invite more kendo masters to participate], the original number of contestants increased from 82 to 187.

This number is twice as many as before!

The competition schedule has also been abruptly extended from the first week to half a month, making many viewers from abroad both painful and happy.

The pain is because visa extension is very troublesome, especially for psychic users with sensitive identities like them.

Happiness is because I can see a certain talented and beautiful girl sword master being more active in the duel!

At ten o'clock in the morning, Wei Xuxu sat in the back seat of the car and yawned, looking out the window boredly.

The car drove through the quiet and deserted tree-lined path as usual, and drove into the road leading to the competition venue.

"—"

"—!!"

As it got closer to the competition venue, Wei Xuxu's sensitive hearing heard some strange movements.

Wei Xuxu asked suspiciously, "Did you hear any strange sounds?"

The other three people in the car heard the words and listened carefully.

"It seems a bit noisy?" Shimizu Saki asked uncertainly: "It seems to be the noise made by many people."

"I heard it too. It's coming from the front." Naoki Matsubara signaled Naoto Takayama: "Naoto, drive faster and see if there is any accident ahead."

"Ok!"

As soon as Naoto Takayama stepped on the accelerator, the car accelerated to the competition venue.

After passing through the shade of trees, the source of the noisy sound was finally revealed to the four of them.

Seeing the things in front of him, Takayama Naoto stepped on the foot brake in fright.

The car braked to a sudden stop, and there was an eerie silence in the car.

"...Then, what's that?" Wei Xuxu asked in a low voice.

"What do you think?" Matsubara Naoki didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Senior...you seem to be famous." Naoto Takayama swallowed.

"Sister Xuxu, I want to join them too!" Shimizu Saki showed excitement.

Wei Xuxu was silent, and pressed the car window.

The excited and fanatical cheers lost their hindrance and were transmitted into the car accurately.

"Ah!! It's Sister Xu!!!"

"My sis is here! Brothers and sisters, get ready to welcome!!"

"Remember the principles of our Xuxu support group! Never disturb Master Wei Xuxu's daily life!"

"Get ready, raise the flag! Pull the banner!"

""yes! ! ""

Countless pink banners and flags were hoisted, following a neat sound that made one wonder if they had been rehearsed.

"The genius sword master is waiting for you! Don't blame Xu Xu for crushing your pie!"

"Sister Xuxu shoots across! Japanese swordsmanship does not meet!"

"The leather boots and cowboy style are handsome! Let the fans love them!"

Sentences of cheering slogans that made goosebumps protrude from the earthy taste were continuously passed into the car, and Wei Xuxu was so embarrassed that his blood flowed backwards.

If you listen to it any more, she's going to die! !

"Drive fast! Zhiren, drive fast!!"

Wei Xuxu's thick skin like a city wall lost its effect at this time.

Her face was as red as candied haws, and she was sweating profusely, urging Naoto Takayama.

"Hurry up and drive!!"

"okay!"

Urged by his most trusted senior, even if Naoto Takayama wanted to take another look, he could only regretfully give up.

Wait a minute, don't drive. "

"Huh?" Takayama Naoto was puzzled.

Naoki Matsubara twitched his lips.

"The reason why Class Six participated in this Guliu swordsmanship competition is to establish the reputation of our special affairs department in the psionic circle... I believe everyone knows this very well."

The four-eyed boss turned around slowly and looked at Wei Xuxu with a terrified expression.

"Wait, wait, Matsubara-kun... no, Matsubara-senpai, what do you want to do!?"

"Little Saki, quickly push your sister down!" Matsubara Naoki yelled, "This is the best opportunity for our sixth class to gain fans and popularity in the psionic circle!!"

"it is good!"

Shimizu Saki has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time!

As early as just now, when she saw the battle of the support group and heard the slogan of the support group, she couldn't help but wanted to get out of the car and join it.

Now with the permission of Matsubara Naoki, the boss, what are you waiting for!

"Wait, Saki! Are you trying to betray me—"

Bang!

The car door was opened mercilessly by the excited Shimizu Saki, and Wei Xuxu who hadn't finished speaking was pulled out of the car.

"ah--!!!!"

"Ah, ah, it's Mrs. Xuxu!!!"

"To be able to see Lord Wei Xuxu from such a distance, I am so happy, I am going to die!"

"The poor monk decided not to blink from today on."

"Hey, sister Xuxu loves love, sister Xuxu loves love! Hehehe!"

As soon as Wei Xuxu got out of the car door, the screams and fanatical shouts reached a new height, and Wei Xuxu's hair stood on end, and her toes were digging on the ground.

How did those celebrities who were chased and blocked by fanatical fans in the previous life endure such a scene that made people die instantly? !

Wei Xuxu wanted to turn around and sneak back into the car in embarrassment, but at this moment, she accidentally saw a familiar face among the supporting fans.

"Innocent?!"

Isn't that the Miko lady whom I haven't seen since the beginning of the game?

How could she be in the support fan group? ?

Chapter 110 Four Star Chaser Mania

Wei Xuxu was dumbfounded.

That person standing in the front row in the support fan group, waving [? Wei Xuxu?] a small pink flag with his left hand, and holding a [Genius Girl Sword Master?] light sign in his right hand, isn't that Chihiro Zhenchun? !

This naive witch girl was standing in the front row of the crowd, her face was flushed with excitement, and she was waving the small pink flag and light sign in her hand vigorously, for fear that people would not know what she was doing.

Why is this girl here?

And why do I feel....she's like a fan boss? ? ?

When Wei Xuxu's confused brain hadn't figured out the reason for all this, Shimizu Saki who was standing aside suddenly murmured to himself:

"Hey... Miss Miko, you did a pretty good job..."

"Saki, Saki? What are you talking about?"

"Sister Xuxu, I'll also ask Miss Miko for a support item!"

After finishing speaking, Shimizu Saki didn't care about Wei Xuxu's reaction, and excitedly ran to the support fan club to communicate with Qianxun Zhenchun.

Wei Xuxu looked at the back of Shimizu Saki running away in shock, and felt that her daughter had become strange for a while.

Shimizu Saki ran to Chihiro Masumi, the two exchanged a few words in a low voice, then shook hands and smiled with flushed faces.

"Families, please look here!"

"This is Sister Xuxu's younger sister! Starting today, she will be the number one member of our fan club! Sit with me, the leader of the fan club!"

"She knows a lot about the daily life of Sister Xuxu~ If you want to share, everyone has to continue to work harder to support our idol! At the same time, remember not to disturb Sister Xuxu's daily life! Be a qualified fan!"

Chihiro Zhenchun's words fell, and the fanatical fans shouted:

"Amazing!!"

Hearing this, Wei Xuxu finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Turn around directly and rush back into the car.

"Straight man, run!"

"After I enter the waiting room, bring back that idiot miko and Saki who took the lead!"

Naoto Takayama glanced at Naoki Matsubara in bewilderment.

Seeing that Wei Xuxu's shame had reached its peak, Matsubara Naoki laughed happily.

But he didn't force Wei Xuxu to give benefits to fans, and nodded to Takayama Naoto to leave.

Naoto Takayama then drove slowly into the venue after getting the consent.

Watching the car start, the fans consciously stood on both sides, waving the support objects in their hands and calling Wei Xuxu.

Matsubara Naoki smiled and said: "Wei Xuxu, your fans are quite moral, much better than those idol nerds that appear on TV."

"Senior Songyuan, you can shut up now!"

"You look very embarrassed, but you are really handsome like a big star."

"Get out!!"

...

......

After finally entering the players' lounge, Wei Xuxu took off the sunglasses and mask she had borrowed from someone, and slumped on the sofa before relaxing.

"I would rather go to the Juggernaut to fight now than suffer this kind of torture again."

"That may not work." Matsubara Naoki smiled and sat across from him: "There are still five rounds in the game, and you have to face this situation at least five times."