Why is the Demon King like this?

Chapter 91 The Ball Skills Tournament Begins!

Before returning, Keisuke Ao wrote down his observations of Ai Komatsu in a report and put it in a new file box.

When she said goodbye to Fujiko Hoshino, she was looking at the passage he had crossed out.

As Keisuke Ao stepped out of the activity room, she whispered, "Disgusting."

Keisuke Ao turned around abruptly and shouted "Chibaku Tensei!" which nearly startled the girl so much that she jumped up. He then laughed and ran downstairs.

When he ran downstairs, he received an email on his phone from Fujiko Hoshino, which read: "Childish."

Aoki Keisuke did not reply.

It wasn't until the tram on his way home was almost at the station that he suddenly remembered and took out his phone to reply to his boss.

"President, the sports competition is tomorrow, what event did you sign up for?"

"Not interested."

"No wonder she's a chaebol heiress!"

Only after posting this did he feel that his time in the club had come to a perfect end.

Wednesday was a sunny day, and the Sora High School Basketball Tournament officially opened.

The sound of the wind band playing came over the loudspeaker; it was an uplifting and inspiring piece.

The playground was divided into several sections in preparation for today's competition. A long string of tents was set up at the edge of the field, where the support staff were working hard to prepare.

Basketball courts, soccer fields, and indoor venues are gradually attracting crowds.

Keisuke Ao went to the classroom to put his things down before heading to the first project he had signed up for, urged by Arisugawa.

—This morning, they agreed to come to school together.

The Demon King's first event was a three-point shooting contest, which was a very popular event and highly anticipated, so he was specially assigned an indoor venue.

The competition is divided into preliminary rounds and finals, regardless of grade level. The ten players with the highest number of goals in the preliminary rounds will advance to the finals.

The final rules are that ten people take turns throwing one ball each round. If they fail to score for three consecutive rounds, they are eliminated. As the number of participants decreases, the requirement will gradually be shortened from three rounds to one round, and every ball will become quite exciting.

Both halves of the basketball court were put into use for the preliminary rounds, with physical education teachers acting as referees and student council members helping to record the results.

When Keisuke Ao appeared on the side of the field, the cheerleaders who had been prepared in advance surrounded him, cheering him on and trying to stuff drinks into his hands.

Another professional shooter in the class, Daimon Ichiro, was ignored by the girls and could only cheer on his brothers.

Their class's basketball tournament is in the afternoon, so they have relatively plenty of time. With Keisuke Ao in charge, they don't have to worry much, and it's like waking up to another victory.

Keisuke Ao was carrying a small black crossbody bag today, which contained his phone and a bottle of mineral water given to him by Arisugawa, so he politely declined the other people's offers of help.

Keisuke Ao saw Tsukishima and Chizuru Shiraishi under the basketball hoop not far away. The female doctor was waving her fist at him, seemingly cursing him for being such a damn guy who was so charming.

These two adult women don't even know to stand aside, aren't they afraid of the three-pointer hitting them on the head?

If the ball lands on Chizuru Shiraishi's head, Keisuke Ao will definitely laugh out loud.

Should we—deliberately drop one later?

Keisuke Ao thought to himself.

As for Rena Kobayashi, a first-year student, she said that she also had a match in the morning, and if Keisuke Ao could make it to the finals, she would reluctantly come over to cheer him on.

Incidentally, upon learning that Keisuke Ao had joined the legendary "P-Company," Rena Kobayashi posted three updates in a row, filled with grief and indignation.

The core content is about complaining that Keisuke Ao stood her up—although Keisuke Ao didn't even know when he agreed to join the same club as her.

While I was chatting with my classmates, the basketball shooting contest was about to begin.

After receiving the notification, Keisuke Ao left his bag with Arisugawa and walked into the court to queue. He glanced at the opposite side of the court and saw that there were about 20 people in each half.

That means the final four will be eliminated!

Aoki Keisuke had no doubt that he could get first place; he just hoped that the process would be more interesting.

The cheers from the sidelines drowned out the PE teacher's whistle. People from all three grades who were interested in the game gathered around, creating a huge spectacle that made Aokiji feel a little excited.

Ultimately, once he shed the burdens of his identity, he didn't dislike being in the spotlight.

"Go, Qinggui-kun!"

Amidst the chaotic shouts, he discerned the small voice of Asuka Arisugawa from his side and rear.

For her, it must have been a lot of effort to make a sound.

Keisuke Ao could imagine that when she put her hands to her mouth and called his name, her body would lean forward slightly, and her leaden hair would fall down to her chest.

Arisugawa was right after all. High school life is gone forever. If we don't cherish every day, how can we ever have such moments again?

As it was about to be his turn, Keisuke Ao remembered what Arisugawa had said to him at the eel restaurant.

"Aoi Keisuke!"

The PE teacher used a loudspeaker that had been urgently called in to shout his name.

The cheers from all around immediately responded enthusiastically.

Keisuke Ao raised one hand from among the contestants, stepped forward, and confirmed his identity with the student council members.

"Where do you want to shoot?"

"Whatever, just stay where you were before."

Next to the player who took the shot, there was a square iron cage containing a basketball, and staff members outside the court promptly put the ball back into the cage.

The location is roughly near the center line.

Because there were no positional restrictions or obstacles, and the players had specifically trained in three-point shooting, the players ahead of Keisuke Aoki performed quite well. They made more than nine shots out of twenty attempts. Apart from two or three unlucky players who had no feel for the ball and some players who were just there to fill the numbers, they all seemed to be aiming for the championship.

Keisuke Ao smiled, but unfortunately, since he was there, he had no intention of playing a supporting role.

He picked up a basketball with one hand and tested its feel.

Kongkai Private High School has plenty of money, and the quality of their basketballs is quite good. Moreover, because the three-point contest requires a good feel for the shot, they specifically selected the best ones.

However, there are differences between balls, and the degree of inflation can affect the accuracy.

Just now, someone was superstitious about a ball, and after throwing it, they insisted on waiting for the ball to be retrieved before continuing.

Keisuke Aoki didn't care much about the rules. He dribbled the ball twice, then casually tossed it out. The basketball flew high in an arc and landed in the net.

"Whoosh!"

Yamazaki, who rationally didn't sign up for the three-pointer, stood on the sidelines, complaining to Nakagawa Yuto about Ao Keisuke's monstrous shooting touch.

"Their movements are completely improper, just like when I'm taking out the trash at home. Why are they allowed in?!"

"This move is a combination of 'unpredictable shooting' and 'all-around shooting.' The shot is completely unpredictable and impossible to defend against, and its range is—the entire court!" Nakagawa Yuto said with great confidence.

"You think I haven't watched Kuroko's Basketball?!"

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