The Heroines Want to Fall in Love 88
by TINY FAN FICTIONThe Heroines Want to Fall in Love 88
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 88 Stormy Weather Ahead
After embracing Yukinoshita, the club activities ended smoothly without Yui Yuigahama noticing anything unusual.
The following days were also uneventful, with no new requests.
Before long, the time arrived at the week before the final exams.
…………
The school would completely ban club activities during exam week, as was the case with the General Affairs Council.
On the last day before exam week, Hayato Hayama from the soccer club suddenly invited Asakura Yuu to help with a match…
Asakura Yuu didn’t understand Hayama’s intentions at first, but after learning about their opponents, he grasped the situation.
‘We’re going to play a match against Nishi High, although it’s under the guise of a friendly match and we’ve informed the teachers, it still feels like it won’t be easy to achieve our goal.’
Hayato Hayama was dealing with the extortion incidents that had occurred during this time in his own way.
The reason Nishi High looked down on Soubu High School was fundamentally because Soubu’s sports clubs were too weak and lacked power.
‘It’s developed to this extent in just a short time?’
Lately, he had focused most of his attention on the stalker incident involving his junior, and he hadn’t realized that the frequency of the delinquents’ extortion had increased so much.
There were still several minutes until the match.
Inside the Rest Area.
“There are so many people.”
Yui Yuigahama stood by the soccer field, gazing at the crowded spectator seats, and involuntarily let out a remark.
This was the final stretch of exam preparation, and the fact that so many people had come showed that everyone was paying close attention to this match.
“If we lose, the consequences will be severe.”
Asakura Yuu’s expression was grim, as he was participating in the match as a substitute player.
Mainly because he wasn’t a member of the soccer club, and participating in this match without permission could attract unwanted attention; moreover, Asakura Yuu didn’t have much confidence in soccer, although his physical abilities were exceptional, far surpassing those of ordinary people.
“Does Hayato-kun have confidence, I wonder?”
In response to Yui Yuigahama’s question, Asakura Yuu replied irritably, “Confidence from last year’s selection match, where we lost 7:1? The 90-minute match, from the first half to the second, only managed to score one goal. This kind of difference in strength can’t be made up for by just getting pumped up during the match.”
If they were to win, it would be a massive upset, the kind that could make tens of thousands of gamblers jump off a building; it would be nothing short of a miracle.
“What should we do, then? If we lose… the delinquents from Nishi High will definitely become even more ruthless.” Yui Yuigahama expressed her concerns.
“As for Hayama’s plan, I’m not sure.”
This doggone thing, it’s not betting on me, is it?
Hachiman the dog from Chiba yelps in approval!
Asakura Yuu knows that the soccer club at Soubu High School is lacking a formidable winger, their offense isn’t fast enough; Hayama, as the ace, can’t do it all alone.
But this gap, even if I join, it won’t solve the problem at its root.
Without using some out-of-bounds power, at most, I can make sure Soubu High School doesn’t lose too badly.
After all, soccer isn’t just about offense.
‘No, as long as we don’t lose too badly, that’s enough.’
Losing by a small margin like 2:3 isn’t too embarrassing, after all, Soubu High School’s sports clubs are notoriously weak.
In this situation, if a sports powerhouse like Nishikou doesn’t widen the score gap, it might be even more embarrassing for them.
This is a strategy in the open – a plan that doesn’t require winning to achieve its purpose.
Hayato Hayama isn’t as gentle as he seems on the surface.
……
Beside the field.
Hayato Hayama flashes a fake smile at the bald student in front of him:
“Uesugi-kun, this match is all about friendship first. I hope everyone can have fun.”
“Sorry, but only the strong can be friends with the strong. You’re not worthy, and neither are your teammates.” The bald guy speaks flatly, not taking the match seriously at all.
Hayato Hayama feels a surge of anger but can’t argue back.
They were crushed last year; Hayama was a substitute then, played the second half, and managed to score a single point for Soubu High School.
But one person’s effort isn’t enough to win a match.
“I do hope to lead everyone to victory, even if the chances are slim.”
“Win the match? Do you think you can win?.. Your motives are easy to guess – just to make us stop the extortion, right? It’s fine, if you win, we’ll go along with it. So what?”
Contempt, disdain – these are the words that come to Hayato Hayama’s mind.
Yeah, the Soubu High School soccer club is like an ant that can be squashed at will in front of them…
Do humans fear ants?
Sorry, no, they might even pour hot water on them for fun.
Hayama takes a deep breath and says, “I hope you keep your word.”
This is the best solution he can think of for the extortion issue.
Even if it’s a bit frustrating, it’s the only way.
If they treat us like ants, then we’ll be ants, as long as it solves the problem.
“Students from Nishikou are different from you lot at Soubu High School; we mean what we say.”
Just then, Isshiki Iroha came running over to remind, “Hayama-senpai! The match is about to start!”
“Who’s this?”
Swiftly, a gaze filled with greed and desire shifted to Isshiki Iroha’s face, chest, and thighs.
“The new manager of our soccer club.”
“I see, she’s cute.”
“Yeah, but she already has a boyfriend.”
Hayato Hayama, who had heard many stories of female students being harassed by delinquents, quickly led his underclassman away.
Asakura Yuu had mentioned to him that he was secretly dating Isshiki Iroha, and although he didn’t know how much of that was true, it was undoubtedly the best excuse to use right now.
“Let’s go.”
Isshiki Iroha nodded in response and then took out her phone to send a message to Asakura Yuu.
[Senpai, some guy is eyeing your girlfriend and looking at me with dirty eyes.]
After typing, she described the man who had been ogling her just now.
A few minutes ago, Isshiki Iroha had overheard the conversation between Hayato Hayama and the bald guy completely.
To be honest, it was super annoying!
Hayato Hayama actually managed to endure… Isshiki Iroha was starting to doubt if he was even a man.
He couldn’t even protect his own territory.
In the text “(Tang Ju Does Not Disgrace His Mission),” Anling Jun had given up the 5 hundred miles promised by the Qin King for the sake of Anling’s 50 miles.
The envoy who went to Qin, Tang Ju, was even brave enough to confront the Qin King face to face.
The Qin King, angry, declared, “When the Son of Heaven is angry, a million float corpses, and blood flows for a thousand miles.”
Tang Ju replied, “If a scholar is angry, 2 bodies fall, and blood flows for 5 steps; the whole world will be in mourning, and that time is now.”
‘Cowering is too stifling, might as well stand up to him.’ Isshiki Iroha wished Hayato Hayama would be like Tang Ju, but unfortunately, he couldn’t.
In her view, the chances of winning today’s match were actually quite good.
‘You guys have no idea about senpai’s true strength, just wait to be surprised…’
Senpai was a swordsman praised as the ‘Eternal Sword Saint’ since middle school; if he used his breathing technique, nobody could keep up with his speed.
Remember, only a swordsman who has won 3 consecutive perfect victories in title matches can be honored with ‘Eternal’… being noticed by such a prestigious person is incredibly surprising for a young person.
In swordsmanship, there are 5 highest-level titles in individual competitions… Sword Saint, Sword King, Dragon King, Meijin, and Throne.
Sword Saint is the most hotly contested title, and the original Sword Saint was the founder of Nitō-ryū… Miyamoto Musashi.
The tournament is held every 5 years, and every time, many top-tier swordsmen participate.
Those few days, the TV ratings are always stolen by it.
The next one will be in 2 years.
“The tournament!! Begins!!”
The referee shouted.
The clouds in the sky gradually gathered, and the stadium became oppressive.
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