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Chapter 203 Oba Haruhiko's support method

Shuji Tsushima safely entered the finals by ranking first in the preliminary round and the semi-finals.

Neon's team competition ended in the semi-finals.

So all the players who were kicked off the team competition were pinned down in the stands by the coach who had a relationship with Shuji Tsushima.

Watching Tsushima Shuji's performance honestly.

"Coach...since Chairman Tsushima is so powerful, why didn't you let him join our team competition in the first place?" One of the team members asked in confusion.

If Shuji Tsushima is on their team, he can definitely take them to the finals!

"That is to say, with that guy's strength, if he participates in the team competition, even if someone is holding him back, he will probably be able to make it into the top three." Someone said in a mocking tone.

A bunch of guys who will only hold you back.

"Who do you think is holding us back?" The person who thought he was holding us back suddenly became angry and clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

"What? Are you right?" The man continued to make sarcastic remarks.

"How dare you ask someone with world championship ability to help you raise your average score," he said disdainfully.

So shameless.

He is capable of winning the world championship as an individual, but when it comes to the team competition, you hold him back and finish second or third?

"You——!" Someone clenched his fist angrily as if to make a move.

"Okay." The coach said.

His face was calm and his tone was low.

Others were obedient and quieted down.

"Tsujima Shuji is indeed very talented in archery." The man said calmly.

"It's also very powerful." He added.

If you don't have talent, no matter how hard you work, it's useless.

Everyone nodded.

"The champion this time must be him." The man's face was complicated.

Fortunately, I didn't let the other party join the group in the first place.

With Shuji Tsushima's level of strength, only a single game can perfectly reflect his power.

"Champion..." Someone looked at the arena with a longing expression.

They compete to win.

For gold medals and honors.

The purpose of the competition is not to win. Is it to put friendship first and competition second?

Or just to accompany you on a run?



Shuji Tsushima looked around the venue and saw no familiar figure.

Butler Tanaka, Atobe Keigo and others were all absent.

but.

When he stood on the field.

A familiar rain of petals fell from the sky.

Petals of pink peach blossoms and petals of white roses.

The sound of a helicopter.

And...an airship with a huge banner hanging in the sky.

[Warmly celebrate Shuji Tsushima’s victory]

On the red banner, the large black characters are particularly conspicuous, and they are even thoughtfully marked in English.

I'm afraid some people won't understand.

"Come on, come on, Master Xiuzhi!"

"The championship belongs to Master Xiuji——!"

There were several rows of tall men in black suits in the public stands, wearing black sunglasses, waving banners with expressionless faces, and shouting loudly in a calm tone.

Shuji Tsushima: Sure enough.

Compared to your harsh shouting, I actually started to miss Mr. Tanaka and the bodyguards of the Tsushima family.

"Noah——! Come on——!" Hiroki Sawada held a small trumpet and shouted loudly with courage.

After shouting, he put down the loudspeaker, smiled a little shyly and waved vigorously.

It can be seen that this is his first time doing something like cheering someone up.

as well as.

That airship should drag the banner around the United States...

I looked around at the spectators and players from other countries who suddenly became a little angry.

Shuji Tsushima: I am the enemy of ten thousand people?

They actually have the heart to glare at a beautiful boy like me~

People are so scared~

He drew the bow string with an expressionless expression.



"Everything has been arranged." Haruhiko Oba held his chin with one hand, stroked the handle of the wheelchair with one hand, and tapped the armrest with his index finger.

"Such a wonderful performance should be seen by the whole world." He looked at the arena with a gentle smile.

"I wanted to do this when I saw the people cheering for Xiuji during the competition."

"It really feels very different." He said as if he was satisfied.

At the same time, the advertising screens outside the largest shopping malls in each country were replaced with scenes from the World Archery Championship.

Neon.

Elementary school student Edogawa Conan looked up at the advertising screens in the surrounding shopping malls and saw only a close-up of Tsushima Shuji.

Then I looked at other places, even the TVs that were turned on in the surrounding stores, and they were showing scenes of the opponent's game.

Edogawa Conan:...When did kyudo competitions become so popular?

Aren’t there very few people there...

That guy Tsushima is now...

It's really famous.

If this continues, won't my reputation as a high school detective in Kanto be far behind?

Kudo Shinichi: Damn it! We agreed to become detectives together, but that guy Tsushima actually ran away to participate in other competitions!

Strange, Tsushima doesn’t seem like such a high-profile person...

He looked at the figure of the young man with black hair and wild eyes standing on the screen, holding a bow, and fell into deep thought.

How could this happen?

Could it be...

Kudo Shinichi suddenly understood.

It turns out that Tsushima guy doesn’t care about anything as much as he seems!

Sure enough, he is still a brat.

On the other side, Toru Amuro, who was conducting an investigation while concealing his identity, also saw Shuji Tsushima on the street.

No matter where he looked, there were always Tsushima Shuji's face on a few screens.

Bourbon: Obviously I am very happy that Kaa is not here.

Why do you want me to see that little devil's face!

and……

This is the final!

After the competition, the other party will come back!

Bourbon: I really hope this game never ends.

Stay in America forever, Kaa.

Don't come back.

He silently lowered his cap and put on his headphones.

Bourbon: I can't see or hear.



Shuji Tsushima was cheering amidst stiff and awkward cheers.

As if he couldn't hear anything from the outside world, he just drew his bow and nocked an arrow.

Then he won the championship without any doubt.

Facing the cheers of the surrounding audience, he was surrounded and walked onto the podium.

He was given a gold medal, held the trophy, and took pictures with a group of people with an expressionless face.

"Excuse me, does Tsushima have any acceptance speech for winning the championship medal?"

"Excuse me, there was news that you, Tsushima, are close to the writer Miss Mochizuki..."

"Excuse me……"

A group of reporters wanted to put the microphones in their hands directly into Shuji Tsushima's mouth.

Keep asking all kinds of questions.

Shuji Tsushima: I feel numb and don’t want to talk.

As for winning the championship or something...

Is such a simple thing worthy of a special speech?

So boring.

He rolled his eyes and looked at Haruhiko Oba, who was surrounded by bodyguards and was not noticed for the time being.

Suddenly a smile appeared.

"As for the acceptance speech, the person I am most grateful to is my uncle." The young man faced the media with a cool and sincere tone.

"My uncle taught me archery skills since childhood. He is much better than me." He said with a slight smile.

"Who is your uncle..." Some uninformed media members wanted to ask.

"It's the one from Alande." The reporter friend next to him immediately reminded him.

"It turns out that gentleman has such great archery skills..." Everyone sighed with emotion.

"We are truly a family."

“They are all excellent.”

It's all very sad.

The reporters present exchanged glances.

I have already thought about what I should write when I go back.

The world champion, coupled with the past experience of a beautiful and powerful family, is such an inspiration for writing.

"Isn't that Mr. Oba Haruhiko? He is at the scene!" Someone noticed the quiet Haruhiko Oba and suddenly raised his voice.

As a result, everyone swarmed up and surrounded Haruhiko Oba. Even though there were bodyguards blocking him, they still moved forward stubbornly.

Shuji Tsushima looked at Haruhiko Oba who was also surrounded: Hehe~


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