Pirate’s Hell

"I'm sorry... we have reached the limit." The boys in the kendo club said to the corner of Madaramu with weeping faces.

"I said..." Keigo Asano was also looking at the large and small injuries on the people's bodies nearby, and was a little worried, so he whispered to the corner of Madarame: "These guys have suffered more injuries than the predecessors."

He glanced at Keigo Asano, and the corner of Madarame realized that it seemed to be a bit too much for a human high school student.

From this look, the training is unable to continue, just when I feel a headache.

"Hey." Asano Ruihui suddenly jumped out from behind at this time, "I heard that the members are all injured, is it true."

"sister……"

You don’t need to hear, but you will understand the scene in front of you. The injury is really serious...

"It's collapsed at this level, it's really useless." Madara shook his head in a corner, as if the responsibility was not on him.

"Sorry……"

"But, it's hard to do." Asano Ruihui immediately thought that he would be competing with Hongdi Middle School after today, and immediately changed a lovely expression, and said softly to everyone: "Everyone can win the competition with injuries. ?"

"That's impossible..." A boy answered without hesitation, and the others nodded.

"What!" Asano Ruihui burst out immediately, "Then what do you guys say about the game!"

"I'm talking about old sister." Keigo Asano said at this time: "It would be nice to just let them abstain."

"What are you kidding?" Asano Mizue grabbed Keigo Asano by the skirt and said loudly, "The student president, my decision cannot be changed! The game that you decide to win must be won. It is said that we proposed the game. What a shame to abstain from voting."

"So, it was the friendly match that the old lady said she wanted revenge or something."

"What to do, dear." It was really fickle, and as soon as he finished shouting to his brother, he immediately changed into a little bird and approached the corner of Madarame.

"There's no way." Madarame scratched his shiny bald head helplessly, and said: "If you win, you can do it. If you win, if that's the case, I can go with my companion."

"companion?"

Madame knocked on the wooden sword in his hand, "There are some capable guys, but there are several."

"Awesome!" Seeing Madarame's self-confident look, Asano Mizue immediately jumped up and hugged her arms up. "As expected of my dear, it's so reliable."

Seeing Madarame's triumphant look, Keigo Asano seemed to have thought of something. It seemed that he was planning to play by himself from the beginning...

"Then, please bow and kiss them as a helper." Madaramo walked to the injured people, staring at them and said, "Is there anyone who thinks he can do it?"

No one dared to voluntarily stepped forward. The thin boy before looked at and no answer, and stood up.

"I want to play, please let me go."

"That's good." Madara nodded, giving an expression of approval.

After school at noon, Matsumoto Rankiku and Ayasegawa Yumi were summoned to meet on the school’s rooftop.

"Then there are three people left."

Keigo Asano saw that there were only two people who came, and they had all seen him before, and immediately screamed: "Big brother, you said my friend... only two people? There are only three members short of it. What should I do."

"Long-winded death." Madaramo hit his head with a wooden sword, "please ask them first."

Matsumoto Ranju looked at the corner of Madarame wearing a strange costume, waved his hand and said, "Then, what are we going to do?"

"I can basically imagine it," said Ayasegawa Yumi.

"Then I will be straight to the point." Madame put the wooden sword on his shoulder and said, "Will you participate in the weekend friendly match."

"No." The two said in unison without hesitation.

"what!"

"Of course not."

"Yeah, yeah, there is no reason to go."

Madarame scratched his face, "So am I asking you?"

Matsumoto Ranju made a helpless expression, pretending to be very painful and said: "I understand this too, but..."

"Only we can ask."

"Then why are you not willing to go!" Madaramo stepped forward and shouted.

Looking at the corner of Madarame, the two pinched their noses at the same time, "Because the armor is smelly."

"what!"

"Because the armor is stinky!" As soon as the voice fell, the two disappeared on the rooftop while running away.

After being rejected by the two, they did not find a companion until the end of school in the evening.

Madarame Ikaku went home with Keigo Asano and the thin boy.

"Troublesome." Madaramo stopped and said with a sigh.

"What should I do?" Keigo Asano said behind him.

"The game will be held tomorrow." The thin boy also lowered his head and said.

"Can you find great friends before that."

"Sorry, if I didn't escape too slowly that day..."

"At least I can escape as quickly as I can be saved." Asano Keigo said somewhat proudly.

"Stupid!" Hearing this, the corner of Madame suddenly grabbed Keigo Asano by the collar and said loudly, "What's the use of running away! Just become stronger! It's such a simple thing!"

Let go of Asano Keigo, pull out the wooden sword on his waist, and point to the thin boy, "Don't smirk, you guy, where is your injury? Take a look. It's something you suffered when you escape. Injuries, men, should leave scars on the front."

Under the pressure of Madarame's corner, neither of them refuted.

Putting away the wooden sword, the corner of Madame continued walking forward, "Don't worry about the members."

"Are you going to find a new companion now?" Keigo Asano shouted behind him.

"fool!"

So, in the early morning of the next day, Urahara store underground training center.

Mr. Urahara ate the lollipop he didn't know where he got from, and walked up to the training Chadu Taihu and Asani Renji with a serious face. ..