Crossover Anime: Where Did My Male God Go?

Chapter 314 Atobe Keigo 20

Hearing their argument over the vegetables, Genichiro Sanada endured it for a long time until his veins bulged.

"You guys are so lax!!!"

Upon hearing this, Marui Bunta and Kirihara Akaya, who had just been arguing, immediately shrank back into their seats.

"Can food run away? There's not enough for you to eat. What kind of behavior is it to fight over food at the table?"

"Especially you, Marui, is this how you take care of your juniors?!"

"And you, Kirihara, you need to learn to respect your seniors. You can't be so disrespectful. What kind of education did the school give you..."

A series of outputs followed by blah blah.

Qingyue had just been marveling at how he didn't talk while eating, but it turns out he's the most talkative one...

Marui Bunta and Kirihara Akaya exchanged a resentful glance. It's all your fault!

"Yes, I'm sorry."

The two apologized in hushed tones, but Sanada remained silent, almost forgetting about his own vice-captain.

Yukimura Seiichi looked at Qingyue and Atobe with a bit of embarrassment.

"I made you laugh."

"No, this is much more realistic."

Keigo Atobe sighed, "I really wish Sanada could come to Hyotei for a day and teach the others for me too."

"It seems that Mukahi Gakuto and Akutagawa Jiro are giving Atobe a real headache," Yanagi Renji said, flipping through his notebook.

Atobe Keigo nodded helplessly.

"It seems that every school has a few naive people." Yagyu Hiroshi elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth.

“Well, according to the data, Seigaku has the most people like this…” Yanagi Renji concluded.

This puzzled him. They had always considered Hyotei and Shitenhoji as rivals, so why did Seigaku become such a formidable enemy this year simply because of the addition of first-year student Ryoma Echizen? Hyotei even lost to them in the preliminary rounds.

Things didn't go as planned, and he never came to a conclusion.

Besides Tezuka and Fuji, Seigaku also has the supernova Ryoma Echizen. What other powerful characters does Seigaku have? How did it end like this? Hyotei, who were evenly matched with them, were defeated by Seigaku.

Their training is far more rigorous than Seigaku's. Is it because they don't train on Saturdays and Sundays and relax all the time?

No, that's not Rikkai University's philosophy; Seigaku's approach doesn't suit them.

"Qingxue..."

Upon hearing those two words, Yukimura Seiichi lowered his eyes and brows.

Everyone else paused, especially Sanada.

They lost in the Kanto Tournament to Seishun Gakuen, a school that had never made it to the national competition but had only reached the top 16 in the Kanto Tournament.

Even though they underestimated their opponents and were careless during the match, their strength was undeniable, yet the outcome showed them that Seigaku won.

Atobe Keigo was unusually silent.

His feelings were the same as Rikkai's.

The only player in the Seigaku tennis club who caught their eye was Tezuka Kunimitsu; Fuji Syusuke was merely a good opponent to them.

It was precisely this Seigaku tennis club that caused them to suffer a crushing defeat.

"What's wrong with Seigaku?" Qingyue asked, puzzled, as she had never been exposed to tennis before.

"It's nothing, just that we were defeated by schools we used to look down on." Atobe Keigo's face regained its confidence.

He won't give up so easily!

"It seems that Seigaku is a dark horse." Su Qing concluded aptly.

Yukimura Seiichi: "That's not wrong."

No one knows the strength of Rikkai University's regular tennis team members better than him. Even though Sanada has sealed his special move, it's impossible that he couldn't beat Echizen Ryoma. It can only be said that he threw the game.

Therefore, this time, he will guard the final checkpoint strictly.

"Then, I wish you all a perfect ending to your senior year of high school." Qingyue raised her glass: "Even if the ending is a little flawed, it doesn't matter, just do your best."

"Yes."

"We'll do our best!"

The group raised their glasses and gently tapped them together, producing a crisp sound.

Lunch is now over.

"Sister Shen, will you come to watch the competition?" Kirihara Akaya asked expectantly.

Qingyue: "Yes, I will. Let me see your tennis!"

"Just you wait and see, I will definitely crush them, ahahaha!" Kirihara Akaya thought to himself and roared to the sky.

They're very driven.

Niou Masaharu: "Does Sister Shen have any plans for this afternoon?"

Qingyue looked at Atobe, who touched his beauty mark: "Is there anything else?"

"I wonder if I could ask to have a match with Sister Shen? I heard from Kirihara that you are very strong," Sanada asked, stepping forward.

"A martial arts contest?"

"Yes, Kendo is also an option."

Sanada remembered what Kirihara had said: she had defeated four adult men all by herself, so her fighting skills must be extremely impressive.

Although he wouldn't lay a hand on women, he would spar with the strong, though he hadn't had the chance yet. If he could defeat Sister Shen, he could fight four men on his own, which was very tempting for him.

Atobe Keigo looked down at Su Qing. Although he didn't approve, he wouldn't stop her decision.

Qingyue nodded: "Okay, let's find an open space."

“Let’s go to my house, I have a martial arts arena,” Sanada suggested.

His grandfather was a policeman with excellent skills. After retiring, he opened a martial arts school in his family home, where police officers who needed to improve their skills often came to receive guidance.

The group headed to the Sanada residence in a grand procession.

Of course they can walk there; Atobe's car can't fit so many people.

Since leaving home, Hee-eun has not spent any time with his master, and now he is in Yukimura Seiichi's arms.

Because Kirihara Akaya had been hogging the position, under Sanada's relentless pressure, they began taking turns...

This was done with Qingyue's consent.

Upon entering the Sanada residence, a servant hired by the Sanada family took me to change into a Taoist robe.

When Sanada Genichiro's grandfather, Sanada Gen'emon, learned that his grandson was going to fight a woman, he became interested and sat down to watch.

Atobe Keigo and the survivors knelt in the corner.

Sanada Genichiro and Qingyue stood facing each other in the middle of the martial arts arena.

Qingyue glanced around at the surrounding decorations: neatly arranged wooden knives and a row of straw dolls.

"Judging from the surrounding decorations, you're skilled with a knife, so let's have a swordsmanship contest!"

I don't know why the Japanese, who clearly use swords, prefer to call it "Kendo" (剑道). Is it because "sword way" (刀道) doesn't sound good?

Genichiro Sanada had no objection, took the wooden sword, and tossed it to her.

"Begin," Sanada Gen'emon shouted sharply.

Genichiro Sanada launched the first attack, but his slash was dodged and countered with a backhand flick.

Atobe Keigo's eyelids twitched as he watched.

"This is the first time I've seen a vice minister like this, all he knows is to attack relentlessly." Niou Masaharu's mouth dropped open.

This wasn't their first time visiting the Sanada residence over the years.

"It seems Sanada takes Shen-neechan, this opponent, very seriously." Yukimura Seiichi watched the two, one attacking and the other dodging, intently.

"Aren't you going to fight back?!" Sanada Genichiro said.