Why is the Demon King like this?

Chapter 95 Competition

Around 2:30 p.m., Nakagawa Yuto sent a message to Ao Keisuke to gather and prepare to change into his custom-made jersey.

When Keisuke Ao said goodbye to his company president, the girl just nodded slightly. Looking at her, Fujiko Hoshino didn't seem as interested as she had said.

It's better this way; Hoshino today is someone he can't understand.

Walking down the corridor connecting the club building and the teaching building, Keisuke Ao received a message from Ai Komatsu, a senior who claimed to be single. She said she had already secured the best spot and was ready to cheer him on.

After exchanging a few polite words with her, Aoki Keisuke arrived at the meeting point that Nakagawa Yuto had informed him of.

"Qinggui, over here!"

Koda and Daimon had already met up early and couldn't wait to change into their black jerseys with red patterns. Ichika Gawa Yuto said that this represented Ao Keisuke's identity as the basketball court's "demon king".

Yuto Nakagawa was wearing a white soccer jersey. Keisuke Ao took the jersey from him; the jersey number was 11.

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"Go inside and change before coming out. Just put the clothes you're wearing in the bag."

Yuto Nakagawa pointed to the room behind him and said, "I have a soccer match later, so I won't be able to cheer you on. But Class 1 is just a bunch of lousy fish, and with Qinggui here, everyone can play with confidence."

"Play with confidence" means to cooperate well with Keisuke Ao.

Spread out: screen and roll: pass – that's what their special training consists of!

The whole purpose is to help Keisuke Ao conserve his energy and get more comfortable shooting opportunities!

I'm going to show everyone what the ultimate daddy-protecting strategy really is!

An arrogant, perfect four-protect-one strategy! (Mental breakdown)

Aoki Keisuke didn't join their excited pre-battle mobilization. When he came out after changing his clothes, Nakagawa Yuto was organizing them to put their hands together, preparing to come up with a slogan.

Seeing this, the Demon King silently retreated and closed the door.

"Hey, Qinggui, come out here!"

Keisuke Ao has absolutely no interest in the sports that normal people do, not to mention that after this period of training, his body has completely transcended the level of ordinary people.

When physical fitness reaches a certain level, technique becomes as light as paper.

Even without using his spiritual power, and being conservative, he could easily crush Yamazaki's hands with just two fingers.

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Such competition is meaningless.

But fortunately, the victory itself is meaningful.

When they arrived at the stadium, they found that there were far more people than they had expected.

The second floor of the venue was packed with people; it was a sea of ​​people.

Koda and the others had never seen anything like this before. They immediately felt a tingling sensation from head to toe, and their muscles involuntarily stiffened and tensed up.

The tension instantly overwhelmed the excitement, and the surrounding shouts became shrill and piercing.

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They unconsciously slowed their pace, hoping to go on stage later and be the center of attention.

Only Aoki Keisuke continued walking steadily at his own pace, his expression unchanged. People who saw him would instinctively make way for him.

This inexplicable sense of self-awareness stems from both subconscious respect and fear, as well as an innate sense of identification.

He didn't turn around, but he could already sense his teammates' tension and worry.

Originally, Keisuke Ao had no intention of comforting them. Whether or not they could overcome this obstacle, and how they could overcome it, was simply the difference between ordinary people and geniuses.

But he soon noticed that on the second floor, in the direction of the basketball hoop, two girls were standing quietly in an empty area because no one dared to approach.

One of them had short, shoulder-length hair, straight, cold eyebrows, indifferent and vacant eyes, and a pretty, delicate, pink oval face.

The other one had long, glossy black hair, bright eyes, and a gentle demeanor. Looking at her, it felt like stepping back from summer to spring, as if an early cherry blossom was about to peek into the sweltering stadium.

Then he laughed and said to the people behind him, "Fear is human nature. Encouragement, restlessness, and comfort can help you suppress it, but they can never be eliminated."

So when you feel scared, just look at me.

Then, worship me and follow me!

Finally, it's time to celebrate victory!

His voice was clear, steady, and without the slightest fluctuation, radiating unparalleled confidence that bordered on arrogance.

The cheers and shouts around him seemed to submit to him—at least the four official players and three substitutes following behind him felt that way at that moment.

A warm current flows from the heart and rapidly spreads throughout the body.

"It's getting exciting!"

"As expected, being a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur) isn't a disease!"

Looking at Ao Keisuke with an expression of admiration, Daimon Ichiro couldn't help but blurt out, "Big Brother!"

"Why?!"

"Damn it, Daimon, you always seem so honest, but I never expected you to be so cunning right now!"

"If you don't score today, I'll beat you up after the game!"

"That's right, that's right!"

The group made their way through the crowd to the competition venue.

The game hasn't started yet, so players can shoot and dribble freely during this time to prevent their shooting touch from feeling too unfamiliar at the start.

Keisuke Ao spotted Ai Komatsu on the sidelines, in a very strategic location, right next to the rest area for Class 5.

She was also very excited at this moment, her fair face turned red, and when she saw Qing Guijie looking at her, she waved her arms frantically.

The Demon King immediately smiled "gently" at her and nodded in response.

A chorus of screams immediately erupted from that area.

That scene was almost the same as an idol girl concert. Suddenly, this thought popped into Keisuke Ao's mind.

The reason this idea came about is entirely due to that chattering guy, Yuto Nakagawa.

A cold smile appeared on Hoshino Fujiko's lips. He pointed at the people in the arena and asked the girl next to him, "Look, don't the people below look like a bunch of monkeys?"

I think they'd love to have an uninhibited gathering with the Monkey King right there and then.

"Ahem!"

Arisugawa was clearly uncomfortable with Hoshino Fujiko's sharp sarcasm. Her cheeks flushed, and she shook her head: "Hoshino-san, how could you say such a thing?"

Hoshino Fujiko:————

Because she's been interacting with Ao Keisuke a lot lately, she's become unconsciously more sarcastic in her speech, even ignoring the fact that the people around her aren't the same as the disliked company members.

So she quickly changed the subject: "Did you see what Aoki Keisuke and Ai Komatsu were doing just now?"

Upon hearing this, Arisugawa Asuka pursed her lips and blinked rapidly: "It's just a normal greeting."

"Yeah?"

Hoshino Fujiko said with amusement, "Isn't this flirting in public?"

"flirt?!!"

At the closest distance, savoring the girl's most chaotic and bewildered heart, even Hoshino Fujiko felt pleasure, as if she were appreciating a rare classic.

Therefore, it is even tolerable that there are so many people in the venue now, and so many dark, disgusting thoughts.

She added, "If not, why doesn't he interact with you, with me, or with anyone else?"

"Because—we were standing too far away," Arisugawa explained in a low voice.

"No, it's because Keisuke Ao wants to tell others that Ai Komatsu is special enough to him."

Hoshino wasn't deceiving Arisugawa; at most, he was simply hiding Ao Keisuke's deeper purpose.

—After all, Keisuke Ao himself did not reveal any intention to convey this meaning.

Fujiko Hoshino continued, "We'll see. Keisuke Ao will continue to interact with Ai Komatsu until everyone comes to the conclusion I'm talking about—Arisugawa-kun, you know, my intuition is very sharp."

Although this is based on Keisuke Ao's sharing, rather than so-called "intuition".

Asuka Arisugawa's beautiful and gentle eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Images of Keisuke Ao and Ai Komatsu going to school together, and their answers and expressions when they returned to the classroom, flashed through my mind.

That strange feeling.

It spread from my heart again.

"Why—why are you telling me all this, Hoshino-san?" she asked, clutching her chest in confusion.

Hoshino Fujiko looked at her, staring straight into Arisugawa's eyes, those beautiful and bright eyes.

"Because—you've fallen for him, haven't you, Arisugawa?" She said with certainty, "I like him, Ao Keisuke."

"Huh?! Ah?!!"

On the field, the physical education teacher raised his right hand high and blew hard with his puffed-out cheeks.

"Beep—"

The sound of the whistle drowned out the murmurs.

The game started.