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Chapter 184: A Family Favored by God

Tsushima Shuji finally put on the clothes prepared by Oba Haruhiko.

because……

Neon Fang did not prepare a team uniform for him at all.

They signed him up for a solo match...

Unified team uniforms are only arranged for members of the team competition.

Shuji Tsushima:……

Is this the legendary representative neon competition?

It turns out that I am a non-staff member.

"Just admit defeat." Tsushima Shuji made a fist and knocked it on his palm, and said in a light tone.

"Are Shuji going to admit defeat in front of so many people?" Oba Haruhiko said with false surprise in his voice.

"This is a world-class competition." He reminded him earnestly.

"Maybe Xiuzhi, your classmates and friends in Neon...and even believers from other places will see it."

Shuji Tsushima:……

"On the day of the competition, I missed the competition because I was kidnapped... It's normal," he said with a wandering look in his eyes.

"In this case... I may face a lot of disappointed looks after Shuji..." Haruhiko Oba said and glanced at the boy's expression.

The other person's face was expressionless and his eyes were dark.

"But based on Xiuji's popularity, I'm afraid they will only worry around you and ask about the details of the kidnapping..." He said nonchalantly.

The young man shivered and shook his head.

"They... are quite boring." Tsushima Shuji said weakly.

I don’t want to be surrounded by questions at all.

"I want to drop out of school..." He lay on the ground and said with eyes wide open and helpless.

Haruhiko Oba pushed the wheelchair to his side, touched his chin and stared at him for a long time.

"I see……"

"Xiuji, you have reached the age where you are rebellious and tired of studying..." he suddenly realized.

"Let me think about what the book says about what to do in this situation..." He thought seriously.

Shuji Tsushima lying on the ground:...

"The book you mentioned..." He lay on the ground and stared blankly at the sky.

"Let me think about it, it's probably "The Psychological Activities of Adolescents"..." Haruhiko Oba touched his chin and thought.

"By the way, I actually also read "How to Communicate with Rebellious Children", "What's Boys' Puberty Like", "How to Give Children a Healthy Growth Environment"..." He recalled while listing.

Shuji Tsushima:……

"I've also read some books." He chuckled.

"'Interpersonal Communication with the Boss', 'How to Tell the Boss He's Fired' and the like." He said with his eyes closed.

"Shuji actually thinks that we have that kind of relationship? I will be sad..." Haruhiko Oba said, covering his chest as if he couldn't bear it.

"It's a pity that the judges are not here, otherwise I could have awarded you a trophy." Shuji Tsushima said while lying on the ground with his eyes closed peacefully.

"Obviously, I am Xiuji's only family member in this world." Oba Haruhiko's tone suddenly became low.

[Family...]

There are vague figures of different people in my memory, but looking back it feels like seeing flowers in a fog.

No mood swings at all.

Or rather...

When I think about recalling the past, I am surrounded by endless shame.

really……

[I am a coward...]



"There's no need to spend so much time in the preliminary round..." Shuji Tsushima sighed.

He put on a kyudo uniform that was white on top and black on the bottom, with the Tsurumaru family crest on the chest.

Haruhiko Oba also changed into a white kimono with a crane pattern. The clothes looked very familiar.

Shuji Tsushima: ...Ah, I also have the same style as this set.

Weared it during the No. 1 Night Festival in the World...

"It's a parent-child costume." Haruhiko Oba smiled and knocked on the bone fan in his hand.

Shuji Tsushima: ...It’s not surprising at all.

Even the bodyguard, who always wore a black suit, changed into the same kimono.

Black kimono top and bottom.

Rather than going to a competition...

"Are you really not the guest performer they invited..." Shuji Tsushima complained tiredly.

"Of course not." Haruhiko Oba shook his head.

"I'm just cheering for you Xiu Zhi." He said casually.

"Thank you very much." Shuji Tsushima sighed.

Even though I don't want it at all.

I really wanted to admit defeat on the spot.

I always feel like something bad is waiting for me in the finals.



The venue for the World Series is much larger than the venue for the Neon Nationals.

There are also more contestants.

Moreover, the bows used were all competitive recurve bows, which were much shorter than the bows used by Shuji Tsushima in neon.

Speaking of bows...

I always feel like I've forgotten something...

Shuji Tsushima stood there and thought.

Competitors coming and going passed him.

Some turn a blind eye, some are full of admiration, and some are full of disgust.

"Ah...I remembered it." Tsushima Shuji suddenly realized.

Where is his bow?

"Master Xiuzhi——" Just as he was thinking, a bodyguard ran over.

"Your bow." He bent down and raised the bow above his head with both hands and handed it to Tsushima Shuji.

"Master Haruhiko said, come on for the competition." After saying this, he hurried away again.

Look from the stands.

There was no way Oba Haruhiko was crowded into the public stands with others.

In the stands, I found a man wearing a white kimono and sitting in a wheelchair.

He raised his glass to Tsushima Shuji in a very leisurely manner.

Bodyguards in black stood behind him.

When I think about having to compete with a group of people, the other party just sits there as if watching a show...

Shuji Tsushima: I feel so angry suddenly.

He raised his bow towards the people in the stands.

Draw the bow, nock the arrow, let go.

The arrow shot through the air.

Haruhiko Oba let go of the wine glass in his hand.

The next moment, the arrow shattered the wine glass, and the liquid inside spilled all over the floor.

"Mr. Haruhiko——" someone exclaimed.

"Don't worry, Xiuzhi is just playing with me." Haruhiko Oba waved his hand.

"This means that he is bound to win the championship." He said in a meaningful tone.

"This distance..." Someone was lying on the edge of the stands and squinted at where Tsushima Shuji was.

"As expected of you, Mr. Haruhiko, your nephew..." I couldn't help but sigh.

"No." Haruhiko Oba interrupted him.

"Xiuji is not so good just because he is my nephew..."

"He is already very good." Haruhiko Oba looked at the young man on the field below with a proud tone.

"Yes, Mr. Haruhiko is right." People complimented one after another.

Shuji Tsushima is indeed very good.

Haruhiko Oba is also a young and promising genius.

They are a family.

One can't help but wonder how much God favors this family, so that geniuses emerge one after another from them.

but……

People secretly looked at the man in the wheelchair, at his elegant and handsome face, and his legs covered with a thin blanket.

I recalled Tsushima Shuji’s appearance again.

Recalling the opponent's bandaged right eye, and the bandages covering almost his whole body.

And people can’t help but think about whether God is partial to them or jealous.

[While God gave them the talent that made the world look up to them, he also gave them an incurable disability.]


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