Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

Compared with others, these athletes who need to compete directly with Qingshan Middle School will undoubtedly feel more pressure.

Before long, the directors of various sports departments and the cadres of the student union all arrived.

Miura Gensuke stood behind Yukawa Haruka and arranged the tasks:

"We need five teams for this sports meet."

“Because there were reporters visiting, everyone tried to do their best.”

"We absolutely cannot lose to Qingshan Middle School."

"President, don't worry! Our basketball team will definitely not lose this year!"

"Listen to my arrangements first before you speak, Daxiang."

"Ah...sorry..."

"The venue decoration team is assigned to the students from the Art Department. They are responsible for setting up the podium, backdrop, banners, and colorful flags."

"The competition planning team, led by Chouno Ayase, will arrange the competition groups and schedule. As for the referees, Nakajima-sensei and the others will be in charge."

Miura Gensuke paused and asked Shimizu Chinatsu to remember what he said.

"Logistics support is, of course, the responsibility of the Living Department. They need to prepare drinking water, food, stretchers, etc. They also need to clean the venue."

"Tanaka, you are the publicity committee member. You will be responsible for publicity and promotion. You should also post more content on the school's social media accounts."

"Chinatsu Shimizu will be in charge of the registration statistics and volunteer recruitment."

After assigning the tasks, Gensuke Miura talked about the funding issue again.

"The principal attached great importance to this sports meet and provided sufficient funding."

“But placement is only one aspect.”

“If the results are not good enough, it doesn’t matter how good the venue is.”

"Especially since our opponent is Qingshan Middle School."

The head of the football club quickly raised his hand and said, "President."

"Our football team should be a sure winner."

"As for the basketball team, I can only say that their level is on par with Aoyama's."

"In track and field competitions, our school is at a disadvantage, especially in long-distance running events, which attract the most media attention."

"Last year, the best time in the 5000 meters was held by the president."

"But Qingshan Junior High School finished in 13 minutes and 40 seconds! Only 27 seconds behind the Olympic champion! That kid is a top-tier athlete!"

"And he also received professional training this year."

"Rumor has it that his current time is around 13 minutes and 32 seconds."

Except for Miura Gensuke, everyone's faces looked a little unhappy.

Shengwen Middle School and Qingshan Middle School have always been in a competitive relationship. In addition to competing in admission rates to prestigious schools, they also compete in athletic performance.

Although some students may not care about these things, no one wants to make their alma mater look inferior to others by making it known to others.

"President!"

The new basketball club captain, Daisho Hasegawa, quickly stated, "Our basketball team has been training very hard lately. Some players have even been practicing shooting as early as four in the morning."

"We won't lose this game!"

Miura Gensuke smiled and nodded: "If you can win, I will give you a Kobe autographed card."

"Thank you, President!"

"Okay, let's adjourn today."

"Everyone go back and do your work well. If you have any trouble, please contact me immediately."

……

...The subway is running.

……

Go home.

Had dinner.

Had a bath.

Wearing only a pair of shorts, Miura Gensuke lay comfortably on the bed.

As a pastime.

He watched Nekoyashiki's live broadcast on his tablet, and occasionally sent a few extremely offensive comments.

Xiao Mio, wearing a cute nightgown, was trying hard to learn how to knit a scarf.

Two small white bare feet would rub against Miura Gensuke's legs from time to time:

"Gensuke, when are we going to investigate Okubo-sensei's husband's infidelity?"

"Well, tomorrow."

Miura Gensuke sat up and looked into the girl's beautiful eyes: "Everyone has time tomorrow."

After realizing that the other person had been looking at her, Asano Mio blushed and put down the needle and thread in her hand: "I..."

"I came here today to..."

Only then did Miura Gensuke remember that there was no reason for them to live together anymore.

His luck with online shopping has run out, and the people around him will not become unlucky.

"What's it for?" Miura Gensuke grinned.

Asano Mio hugged the pillow shyly and ignored him.

That's so cute.

Miura Gensuke lay beside the girl and played with her soft black hair:

"Even if there's no reason, I still want to live with Xiao Mio."

"Ouch..." Asano Mio covered her pretty face with a pillow, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that would never be forgotten: "Gensuke is too cunning..."

"Always saying things like this..."

Miura Gensuke turned off the lamp and took back his pillow: "If you don't like it, forget it."

"There's nothing I don't like..."

Halfway through her words, Asano Mio suddenly remembered an important issue.

"Gensuke, today is Wednesday, so there should be new requests, right?"

Miura Gensuke nodded.

He discovered it while taking a shower.

"what is it then?"

Miura Gensuke sighed, "This is really hard to say."

Asano Mio couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

This is the second time lust has demanded it.

In other words, it definitely won't be just a kiss.

"Gensuke..." The petite idol lady hugged him gently.

"I...I can help..."

Miura Gensuke sighed: "Maybe not this time."

Asano Mio was stunned: "Why can't I?"

"Could it be that Zhou Genjie is going to be with someone who isn't a girl..."

"Hey, don't ever think about that! I'd rather die!"

Miura Gensuke was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat: "Just watch it yourself."

As he spoke, he touched his stomach.

"Eh? Cheating?"

Asano Mio looked at Zhou's request in astonishment: "And I have to cheat... in front of my lover..."

"That's too weird..."

Miura Gensuke touched his belly again, causing the succubus symbol to disappear: "So, Xiao Mio can't help me at all."

"After all, you're an idol, and you can't date me or anything."

"What is Gensuke going to do?"

"No." Miura Gensuke started to give in.

Asano Mio hugged his arm worriedly: "What if there is a punishment if you don't complete the requirements?"

"Haha, at most you'll die."

"Gensuke..."

"Just kidding."

Miura Gensuke held Mio's cheek and said, "If I really die, there is one thing I want to do before I die."

After knowing what he wanted to do, Asano Mio obediently closed her beautiful eyes, and her curved eyelashes trembled.

Nervous and shy.

When we were in Ashikaga City, we kissed the shrunk Mio.

Today I am of normal size.

Miura Gensuke was a little curious whether the feeling would be different.

"Well……"