Chapter 172 The future of the country depends on you young people
Teiko Middle School.
Shuji Tsushima was invited to the principal's office by the Mediterranean class teacher during lunch break.
The middle-aged principal has lush hair, parted in the middle.
Sitting on the chair, he looked friendly and courteous.
There was a cold-looking man on the other side, with his hands folded in front of his chest and saying nothing.
"Tsujima-san, I invited you here this time to ask if you are interested in going abroad?" The school leader from the Central Branch first poured a cup of tea for Tsushima Shuji, and then asked in a kind tone.
"...going abroad?" The young man raised his head in confusion.
I just came back not long ago...
"It's like this. The World Kyudo Competition will be held in the United States... Coach Uchida thinks you are strong enough to participate... so..." the principal looked at the cold man beside him and said.
"...I'm sorry, I'm not planning to participate..." Tsushima Shuji said with a cold expression and refused.
"This... Tsushima-san, how about you think about it again...?" the principal said in a tactful tone.
His eyes kept glancing at the silent man beside him.
"There's no need to think about it. I didn't participate in the archery competition just to win the championship..." The young man shook his head and spoke calmly.
"If it weren't for the minister's commission..." He stopped talking.
Let them experience the rest by themselves.
Shuji Tsushima: After all, I don’t like to be in the limelight~
"But this time... this is a world-class competition..." The principal clasped his hands together and sounded anxious.
"Can't you do it?" The man who had remained silent spoke.
"...?" Tsushima Shuji looked at him.
"Are you afraid that you will lose to players from all over the world?"
Shuji Tsushima: Oh, it's a great way to stimulate the general.
But...it's no use to me~
"The future of neon lies with you young people. This is a commission from the country, Tsushima-san, no, I should say President Tsushima." The man spoke solemnly.
"This..." The young man hesitated.
Who is so unreasonable to put the future of neon on me...
Put it on a member of a criminal organization...
He has really good eyesight.
"This is about the face of the country, Chairman Tsushima. The Tsushima family has always been a big neon family..." the man continued to persuade.
"I see."
"I will participate." The young man sighed softly.
Shuji Tsushima: I’m afraid that after I go, some people will be scared/sigh.
"Then I look forward to the day when President Tsushima wins the world championship." The man nodded.
"Me too." The principal answered quickly.
"...There must be a lot of people who are better than me. You are kidding."
"In this case, I'll take my leave first."
Tsushima Shuji stood up, turned around and left.
…
"I heard that the World Archery Competition is going to be held in the United States. Will Tsushima-kun attend?" As soon as he returned to the classroom, someone came up to ask.
"Tsushima-kun is so powerful, the official will definitely invite him..." Others said matter-of-factly.
"Natsushima-kun, from now on..."
"Will he become a world champion?!!"
"Sounds amazing..."
"What's the matter with your questioning tone?! Didn't Tsushima-kun win the world championship easily?"
Shuji Tsushima: ...Thank you for trusting me so much.
Suddenly I no longer want to compete.
"There must be many people who are better than me, but everyone thinks too much of me..." The young man said in a calm and humble tone.
"Tsushima-kun is already very powerful!" someone retorted.
Others nodded in agreement.
Shuji Tsushima:……
Did Amano-kun make you more leisurely?
Shuji Tsushima: It’s so painful...
Such a life is meaningless.
Shuji Tsushima was a person who made sure to get into school on time when he went to school, and he also made time to leave the classroom on time after school.
It's not because he is obsessive about punctuality.
Just simple...
I just don't want to go to school.
In the past, he could wait until school was over before leaving, but today...
Shuji Tsushima decided to skip school.
Shuji Tsushima tried to climb over the wall.
"Hey." Shuji Tsushima landed lightly.
Successful truancy?
"Next..." Where should we go?
…
"Are you really not willing to tell me?"
"Then there's nothing we can do." The figure slowly put on his gloves.
"Ah——" The man let out a short and rapid scream in the next second.
"Shh--, keep your voice down, don't let others hear you." The figure reached out and covered the other person's mouth, signaling for the other person to be quiet.
The man stared at the other person with wide eyes and a horrified face.
The severe pain coming from his body made his expression contort, but he was unable to cry out in pain.
"What a pity... If you had said it earlier, maybe you could have died a little easier." The tall figure wearing a black coat and a wide hat took off his blood-stained white gloves and put them into a vacuum bag.
, and took out a brand new pair of white gloves and put them on.
In front of him was a man who looked like a puddle of mud.
He is still alive, but looks crazy and has lost the ability to speak.
"But it's okay to free you now." The figure stretched out his hand and took out the target object from the pocket of the man's suit.
Then he stretched out his hand and easily broke the opponent's neck.
"Mission accomplished, let's call it a day." Ren Ying breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the house, came to the street, and pressed the detonation button.
"I almost forgot the last step."
"Now it's made up."
There was an explosion from a house not far away.
Then came the sound of police sirens.
[Lend Shirley to me.——tiamary]
The phone vibrated.
The figure took out his cell phone and pressed it.
[I will send someone to you in the morning, and Shirley will starve to death at noon because she didn’t eat.——pernod]
[How could it be possible? This time, she would have another reason~ For example, I forgot to feed her at night and she was starved to death?——tiamary]
[That person hasn’t said he wants Shirley to die yet.——pernod]
[But that person doesn’t care about Shirley’s life or death, right?——tiamary)
[But he did not give us an order.——pernod]
[Really... I quite like Shirley's code name.——tiamary]
[Even if you kill Shirley, you can’t change the code name.——pernod]
[It doesn’t matter, as long as no one uses that code name. When we did the code name mission, we should have targeted Shirley.——tiamary]
[At that time, you didn’t even know the codename members of the organization.——pernod]
[What a pity, can we really not discuss it?——tiamary]
[Go ask that person? If he agrees, I will send Shirley to you right away.——pernod]
[He will definitely disagree. Forget it, I’ll just look for the issue with that woman in Belmode.——tiamary]
The figure shook his head, not surprised by Tia's choice.
I liked the title Tia Marie at first, so when I was doing the code name mission, I found evidence that the other party was an undercover agent, and I killed the other party and got the code name.
Then I focused on the codenames of Shirley and Belmod...
Belmode and Tia Marie...
I don’t know who is more dangerous.
Belmode is still very famous in the organization, but Tia Marie...
He's a madman.
The figure shook his head and continued to walk slowly through the crowd.
He suddenly paused for a moment, glanced behind him inadvertently, and then continued to move forward with a nonchalant attitude.