MTL - COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew-Chapter 991 parade of champions not held

【Have you returned to Tokyo? -Hattori Heiji】

Shuji Tsushima looked at the message from Hattori Heiji received on his mobile phone, and silently replied.

[I left in a hurry and forgot to say, what's wrong? —Shuji Tsushima]

【fine. -Hattori Heiji】

Hattori Heiji put away the phone with a complicated expression.

It turned out that Shuji Tsushima had left a long time ago, and he didn't deliberately not come to them.

He misunderstood the other party again.

I was too much myself.

Hattori Heiji slapped himself twice again in his heart.

He can be damned.

In fact, he left on purpose, and Shuji Tsushima, who was not misunderstood at all, looked at Hattori Heiji's email and smiled with unknown meaning.

Of course he knew that what he did would make others suffer from guilt, but he didn't care.

After all, he is such a bad guy who likes to see other people tortured and condemned.

"Five days until next Wednesday..."

"What should I do these five days?" Shuji Tsushima showed a distressed expression.

It's so boring, I don't know what to do to pass the time.

Broken Eucalyptus?

Or do something bad?

"It's so boring..." He sighed and turned on the TV.

What was shown on the TV was a picture of a football match.

"We can see that the Soul team is 0-1 behind at the moment, and there are still 20 minutes before the end of the game. I don't know if the Soul team can successfully recover the score within these 20 minutes..."

"The goal has been scored, congratulations to the soul team, successfully tied the score..."

"Great, the goal was scored again, congratulations to the Soul team, leading the opponent with a score of 2-1..."

"As long as this score is maintained, the Soul team can win the championship..."

"The referee blew the final whistle, let's congratulate the Soul team! They are the champions!" The commentary's voice was impassioned, lacking skill, full of emotion, like a roar.

"Wow..." Tsushima Shuji cheered blankly and dryly.

"You don't seem to be interested in football at all." Toru Amuro poured himself a glass of water and said standing aside.

Is there something wrong with pretending to cheer when you are clearly not interested?

"No, maybe I'm very interested in football, but I'm embarrassed to be discovered by you, so I pretend not to be interested, but in fact I am very interested..." Shuji Tsushima retorted Amuro Toru's words seriously.

Toru Amuro savored his words carefully, and finally chose not to hear them.

Would you like to hear for yourself what you are saying?

Shuji Tsushima also seemed to feel that what he said was outrageous, so he puffed up his cheeks and said nothing more.

"Football games... Ever since I won the world championship, I have never participated in archery competitions. I always feel that I am bullying other people. Although it seems that I am indeed bullying them, it is very unfriendly to write in the news like that. "Shuji Tsushima muttered in a low voice.

What kind of big devil ends up abusing vegetables, bullying newcomers and juniors, etc...

Does anyone care? He is obviously the youngest one on the field.

He also said that he bullied hundreds of other players by himself.

Some people believed this outrageous news, and said that he was too cruel, those players shouldn't have met him...

So Shuji Tsushima never participated in the competition again, announced his retirement on the spot, and would never participate in any archery-related competitions again.

He became the first player who won the world championship at the age of fourteen and then announced his retirement.

As if to play once just to win the championship.

Since Shuji Tsushima announced his retirement, a group of people have come to him.

Hope he keeps playing, preferably monopoly championship or something.

Shuji Tsushima responded to them with a blank face and began to vomit blood.

Tell them with the **** reality that his life is not long, and he may die in the next second.

So no one asked him to come back to monopoly champion.

Isn't it too cruel to ask a sick young man who may die at any second to compete?

If they speak out, they will be scolded to death.

"Should I participate in some other competitions? Like tennis or basketball? But these are team competitions..." Shuji Tsushima rested his chin with one hand, thinking divergently.

"Based on the physical condition you have shown to everyone, there will be no clubs that will let you join." Scotland looked unwilling to say more, but had to say.

Basketball and tennis are not the same as archery.

It requires higher physical fitness and stronger physical strength.

And tennis and basketball are also prone to accidents during games.

Aren't the players worried that Shuji Tsushima would vomit blood when he hit someone with the ball in basketball?

And tennis...

Thinking of the tennis games I saw before, people who had healthy limbs before going on the court were all carried off the court and sent directly to the hospital when they left the court.

Because some people like to hit their opponents with tennis balls, and the opponents are covered with cuts and bruises.

Known as the tennis killer.

Who dares to let Shuji Tsushima participate in these two competitions?

Injury is a trivial matter, but death on the court is a major event.

"That's right." Shuji Tsushima was not angry, but just sighed.

It's all because he's acting so sickly.

But his appearance is indeed very suitable for the persona of this sickly and beautiful boy.

He can't use such an appearance to tell others that he is actually a hunk who likes to box.

This is too inconsistent!

"Sure enough, if you gain something, you will lose something." He couldn't help sighing.

He gained a heart-wrenching charm, but also lost...lost...

Shuji Tsushima was lost in thought.

What has he lost?

Feeling like you have nothing to lose, yet feeling like you have nothing but beauty, wealth, and wisdom.

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"Next, the soul team that won the championship will start a parade, and it will definitely be supported by all the people in Tokyo." The voice of the commentary continued to come from the TV.

"Parade... It seems that I didn't hold a parade when I won the championship." Shuji Tsushima said thoughtfully.

"In fact, someone asked me if I want to hold a parade. I think you must be too lazy to participate in this kind of event, so I declined." Amuro said abruptly from the side.

"... No wonder, I said that the champion should have a parade..." Shuji Tsushima had a regretful expression of broken dreams. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com

"There should be countless beautiful ladies throwing flowers on me..."

"It's all your fault, because you refused, so all these things left me! Give it back to me!" Shuji Tsushima picked up the pillow and threw it on Toru Amuro.

"Yeah, and then you will be touched by a group of salty pig hands, and some people will even pinch you secretly and kiss you secretly, oh, you don't think that only women are watching the parade? There are men." Toru Amuro didn't dodge, just said coolly.

Scotland couldn't help laughing, but also somewhat agreed.

What Bourbon said was also true.

Indeed there will be such a situation.

"Man..." Shuji Tsushima showed a cold expression.

"It's a good thing I refused." He breathed a sigh of relief.

If he was really touched, he would choose to beat the opponent to death on the spot and then commit suicide.