My second life is a bit strange?

Feng thought for a moment: "As far as we're at it, there's that guy with the weird hairstyle, and what about Tachibana Ichiro?"

"why?"

"Let's talk about the former first. He's not weak, but he's not outstanding either. The key is that he can motivate other team members, has strong interpersonal skills, and is also good at observing other people's thoughts. As for the latter, he's just good at technique."

Eriri nodded, seemingly understanding, when Hana, who had been engrossed in writing something, finally looked up and exclaimed, "It's finished!"

Xiaohua handed the list to Feng with both hands: "Please accept this."

Feng took the list with both hands and looked at it. It outlined a week's worth of meals, ensuring a balanced diet while also taking into account the needs of daily exercise.

"Wow, that's amazing... Xiaohua, are you a nutritionist?"

Hearing Eriri praise her, Hana scratched her head shyly: "No, I want to be a sports surgeon."

"That's amazing! I'll accept this recipe. Thank you, Xiaohua."

Xiaohua was overjoyed to be praised by her idol and smiled sweetly, "Mmm."

"But can I skip this natto? The sticky texture is weird, I really can't stand it." Feng made a stirring motion with the natto as he spoke, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

"Ah Feng is still the same as always. Why can't he eat natto? It's so delicious and nutritious." Eriri, as his childhood friend, knows all of his preferences.

"Okay, I'll replace it with other ingredients for you."

Chapter 94 A Limited Amount of Freedom [Hayasaka Arc]

Just as they were talking, the situation on the field changed. The youth team's attack became more powerful, scoring twice in five minutes through quick short passes.

Akutsu kindly helped Aoi up from the ground and whispered something in his ear, leaving Aoi looking utterly dejected.

"This guy looks so scary. I just greeted Feng." Eriri weakly grabbed Feng's arm.

Feng didn't expect his opponent to have this side to him, but aren't there plenty of two-faced people on the field? Trash talk is also a weapon.

Even so, Aoi still managed to lead his team to a point with his unique positioning.

Eriri and Hana were chatting quietly to each other, deliberately avoiding Kaede.

Hana also wrote a list and gave it to Eriri, which mainly consisted of nuts and foods rich in collagen.

"Thank you." Eriri tucked the list into her inner pocket. "Don't eavesdrop on girls' whispers!"

"I wasn't eavesdropping, I was watching."

Seeing Feng's proud little expression, Eriri blushed even more and angrily flicked his hair at him.

"Yinglili~"

The two, who were playfully fighting, stopped immediately upon hearing Eriri's father's voice. Eriri was almost jumping into Kaede's arms at that moment.

In a flash, the two separated.

"Is this your new friend?"

After saying goodbye to Xiaohua, the two took a car and headed home.

Do you think Aoi can make it into the soccer team?

"Definitely, Xiaohua's brother's eyes were practically sparkling when he looked at him."

"Haha, that's a hilarious way to put it."

...

"Master Ye~"

Feng, dressed in tight-fitting sportswear, walked into the "dojo," a so-called martial arts school that was converted from an abandoned temple in the suburbs.

Sitting in the center of the martial arts hall, Chiba Takayuki opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air. His eyes held a captivating light that stung Kaede.

He used to be just an actor, simply imitating movements and momentum without understanding anything deeper. At Feng's suggestion, he began to get involved in judo and boxing, thus truly becoming a fighter.

"Has your previous injury healed?" Chiba Takayuki asked with a warm smile, his voice transforming into that of Master Ye from a movie.

"With a skilled doctor, the ointment heals very quickly."

Feng felt that his money was well spent; he was genuinely generous with his friends, leaving no room for negotiation.

"That's good..." Chiba Takayuki shook his head and changed back to his original voice: "I can't really be considered your master. It's my duty to teach you fighting skills after I took the money, and you've taught me quite a bit too."

"Let's not talk about that. I got a great recipe."

Feng handed over the recipe he had received from Xiaohua. Chiba Takayuki accepted it and glanced at it: "Impressive. The person who made this recipe must have put a lot of thought into it. Just follow this recipe; it will be very good for your health."

"Ah."

After the conversation ended, Feng took off his short-sleeved shirt, revealing a black bodysuit underneath. The muscles beneath the clothes were clearly defined, exuding a sense of power.

Chiba Takayuki assumed a boxing stance, throwing a jab as he said, "There were a few pharmacies on the way here."

As Feng dodged the other man's punches, he recalled how Chiba Takayuki always made him take different routes and asked him different questions each time he came.

After more than half a year of training, his eyes seemed to have acquired flash memory capabilities: "Seven."

Kaede blurted out, and Chiba Takayuki continued, "What colors are they respectively?"

"Two companies have red backgrounds and white lettering, two companies have green backgrounds and white lettering, and three companies have blue backgrounds and white lettering."

Feng found an opening and delivered a roundhouse kick to Chiba Takayuki's shin. The opponent immediately lost his balance and instinctively reached out to brace himself against the ground. Upon seeing this, Feng immediately gave chase, but unexpectedly fell into the opponent's trap.

Chiba Takayuki sneered, his demeanor instantly changing. His body flipped strangely, bending downwards as if sliding halfway down the ground, before crashing into Kaede's lower body.

Feng was knocked over and his little finger was grabbed. He felt a sharp pain and, to prevent his finger from being broken, he could only lean towards the direction of the force.

Chiba Takayuki delivered another elbow strike to his shoulder, the scapula making a sickeningly loud sound.

"Ooh-da~ Ooh~~!"

A powerful leg whip kick landed squarely on Feng's chest, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily onto the floor.

"Master, you were too rough." Feng sat up, rubbing his stomach. There was even a mark left on his black clothes.

"If I don't use my full strength, I might not be able to beat you."

Chiba Takayuki had a bright red fist-shaped mark on his bare chest, and it was only in that short time that Kaede managed to react.

Is this the reaction speed of young people?

Their talent is terrifying.

"Have you rested well?"

"Of course." Feng sprang up from the ground with a somersault, and the two of them were fighting again.

...

After finishing her student council duties, Kaede went to the club and found Hayasaka engrossed in reading a manga on the table.

"Why not use this time to catch up on lessons?"

"You don't have the same freedom at home as you do now."

Kaede couldn't understand how Hayasaka, who lived alone, could be considered unfree.

"Don't girls' rooms appeal to the class monitor?"

Looking at Hayasaka's playful smile, Kaede didn't know how to respond.

Upon arriving at her home, Feng skillfully took out slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them on, placed his schoolbag on the sofa, and sat cross-legged beside the coffee table.

"It's my house, why are you so familiar with it?" Hayasaka complained as she sat down opposite him and took out several papers she had finished.

Feng glanced over, circled a few mistakes with a red pen, and nodded: "You've improved very quickly. You should be able to get into the top ten in the class this time. Keep it up, and getting into a good school won't be a problem."

"It's because the teacher taught so well!"

Feng explained the mistakes to her clearly. The two stood very close, and Feng could smell the fragrance on her body, a faint, indescribable natural scent.

More than an hour later, Hayasaka was a little tired. She yawned and stretched, rolling up her clothes to reveal her toned abs.

"Hmm~! Hehehe!"

"Could you please not make such a strange sound when you stretch?"

"Hehe~" Hayasaka stuck out his tongue and stood up: "I'll go make a cup of tea."

Hayasaka fiddled around in the kitchen for a while, then asked in confusion, "Huh? Why is there no water?"

Feng went over and checked it, but found nothing wrong with the sink. After chatting with his neighbor for a while, he learned that the water was cut off and he didn't know when it would be back on.

"Class monitor~!" Hayasaka grabbed his hand, looking pitiful. "Could you come with me to the nearby bathhouse? It's so scary for a girl to walk alone at night."

"it is good."

"Since we're already there, do you want to shower together?"

Chapter Ninety-Five: The Maid's Fate

"?"

Feng looked at her with a question mark on his face.

"Ahem, what I mean is, class monitor, you should also take a bath. It can't be too risqué." Hayasaka poked his side with her finger.

It's been a long time since I've been to a public bathhouse. I don't have anything else to do today, so I'll just take a soak.

Hayasaka packed her change of clothes and toiletries into a wooden tub, and the two went to the public bathhouse together. Before parting, Hayasaka specifically reminded her, "Be sure to wait for me after you're done bathing!"

Feng lifted the curtain, and as she inhaled, the mist entered her nostrils, smelling like shampoo.

After washing myself clean, I sat in the pool and stared blankly at the water droplets condensing on the ceiling.

I was still steaming when I came out. I bought two slightly chilled bottles of milk from the shopkeeper, opened one, gulped it down, then let out a long sigh and shivered with relief.

Just then, a gentle evening breeze blew by, and I felt as if I had been elevated.

Kaede thought that girls would take a long time to take a bath, but Hayasaka came out in less than 20 minutes.

"Give."

Hayasaka took the milk from Kaede, pressed it against her rosy cheeks, and drank it after it cooled down for a while.