Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 751 - 749: The Birth of the Great Demon King Iroha

"What a youth... "

On the rooftop of the teaching building where the firelight can't reach, Arakawa Reina stands behind the protective net, her eyes sweeping down below.

She can see students dancing around the bonfire, circle after circle.

She finds many familiar faces among them.

She didn't join the bonfire dancing, simply believing such activities weren't suitable for her.

Besides, Aozawa and Phoenix Academy Maggie formed a team.

Obviously, she couldn't draw the same number afterward.

Without Aozawa, whether she went to dance by the bonfire or not, it didn't matter to her.

She looked up at the starless night sky, suddenly gaining a bit of insight, realizing that youth is different in each person's heart.

Others' youth is bright and lively, while hers often connects with gloom and dullness.

At this moment, she hides in the shadows, spying on the person she loves holding hands with another girl, dancing around the bonfire.

Her right hand passes through the holes in the protective net, applying slight force, the iron net bending slightly, seemingly about to be twisted into a ball if more force were applied.

Arakawa Reina feels a sting of sourness in her heart, along with a peculiar excitement stirring within.

Because she knows, if she reaches out, a response is guaranteed.

Her mind flashes back to the image of Morimoto Chiyoda.

What will she and Mr. Aozawa be doing tonight?

Arakawa Reina knows her speculation is inappropriate, yet she feels an urge to call Aozawa at night.

"Reina, oh Reina, how could you fall so low?"

She pats her cheeks, deciding not to ponder further.

Arakawa Reina quietly watches her classmates celebrate pink youth until the bonfire fades away.

Only after no one remains below does she turn around and leave, disappearing into the night of the rooftop.

…

The autumn evening breeze is cool.

Aozawa returns home, opens the door; the entrance is dark, pitch black.

Yet, through the Defense Barrier, he knows Morimoto Chiyoda is in the living room.

He does not appear panicked, and calls inside, "Chiyoda, I'm back, why don't you turn on the light?"

"It's to create an atmosphere."

A charming voice floats from the depths of darkness.

Aozawa doesn't turn on the light, takes off his shoes, walks over the cold floor, and slides open the living room door.

Candlelight flickers in the darkness.

Not just one, but dozens, displayed like a candlestick from a medieval film in the center of the table.

The candlelight illuminates a lavish dinner, also casting light on Morimoto Chiyoda's half body.

She is dressed in a wine-red evening gown, her hair fashioning golden ornaments, a pearl necklace's shine hidden by her snowy white skin.

Aozawa steps forward, somewhat surprised, "Chiyoda, didn't you say I lost the competition?"

"That's right, now, you shall obey my orders and accept the punishment for the loss~"

Morimoto Chiyoda supports her cheek with a hand, her eyes harboring a hint of smile, saying, "Now I command you to sit down."

"Yes!"

Aozawa quickly salutes, then sits opposite.

From the unbroken darkness, a fishnet-covered jade foot lands on his thigh, Morimoto Chiyoda smiles, "Let's start dining."

Beneath, the angry dragon turns.

But a dragon that doesn't enter the sea can't cause any winds, Morimoto Chiyoda can subdue it with one foot.

She intends to punish Aozawa thoroughly, so he understands that losers are mere small fish~

…

September 25th, Friday.

Dark clouds shroud the sky, not a ray of dawn spilling onto the campus, not a breath of wind, the air filled with the heaviness of impending rain.

Sports festival banners have been taken down; the festival signs moved to idle classrooms, as if yesterday's clamor was all but a dream.

Only the gold medal in Ayatsuki Ayaka's backpack can testify her glory and brilliance from yesterday.

A brief melancholy envelops the heart.

She sighs lightly.

"Ah."

She leans on the Human Observation Society's desk, body and desk squeezing into pleasing curves, catching eyes.

Miyahara Kaoru glances over, silently sipping a taste of orange juice, relieving the thirst in her throat.

Takahashi Saeko offers her hands to Tama Chan, letting her apply nail polish, turning her head and saying, "Why is our champion sulking?"

"The sports festival was clearly yesterday, yet after a night, everyone seems to have forgotten."

Ayatsuki Ayaka's pout could hang a soy sauce bottle; she had thought coming to school today would yield rounds of praise.

In the end, nothing.

Even those who were once on the White Team, when faced with her enthusiastic greeting, appeared awkward.

As if the end of the sports festival instantly dissolved relationships within the White Team.

Yesterday they shouted about friendship and bonds, today they are strangers.

Ayatsuki Ayaka feels the coldness of hearts for the first time, a faint loneliness rising, like a decisive girl reaching out yet being freeloaded by inconsiderate guests.

"Since you like competitions so much, why not become an athlete? With your current physical condition, participating in popular sports would require only a bit of training to achieve great strength."

Takahashi Saeko's words make Ayatsuki Ayaka's eyes sparkle; she recalls her father watching Koshien games, the scene full of people.

If she could stand on a similar stage, achieve results through sports, then those cheering for her wouldn't be just four or five hundred, but thousands, tens of thousands, even over a hundred thousand.

"Saeko, you're right, I should become an athlete in the future!"

Ayatsuki Ayaka stood up full of spirit.

It would be a shame not to utilize her incredibly strong physical abilities.

But what sport should she do?

Ayatsuki Ayaka frowned, sat back down, thought for a moment, and decided to ask for the opinion of the three, "What popular sport do you think I should do to attract the most attention?"

"Swimming." "Tennis." "Women's basketball team."

Hearing the three different answers, Ayatsuki Ayaka blinked, frowned, and asked, "Isn't there a sport where just one person can win the entire game?"

"Women's boxing, with your current strength, knocking out those boxers is just a punch away."

Ayatsuki Ayaka thought about that scene and shook her head, simply defeating opponents with punches.

Beating them until their faces are covered in blood doesn't suit Ayatsuki Ayaka's personality.

Too violent.

She thought for a moment, her eyes lit up, "With my physical abilities, why not participate in all sports and quit once I achieve the highest honor in each sport?

Dominate the world of sports!"

"Oh, that's a great idea, athletes decades from now will remember, the era dominated by the Great Demon King Caiyu!"

Tama Chan appropriately flattered, making Ayatsuki Ayaka even more inflated, hands on her hips, "The first step of domination begins with women's basketball.

I've decided to form a women's basketball team to participate in next year's national competition and make a name for myself from there."

Saying this, she looked towards Takahashi Saeko.

"No way."

She then looked at Tama Chan, "Sorry."

Miyahara Kaoru spread her hands, "I don't even know how to play basketball."

Ayatsuki Ayaka pondered for a while, clapped her hands, "Got it, I'll ask them for help."

...

Third floor, Manga Club.

The sound of knocking echoed, Phoenix Academy Maggie stopped chatting with Nomura True Wave and the others, turned her head, "Who is it?"

"It's me~"

Ayatsuki Ayaka pushed the door open and walked in, full of smiles, "Good morning, Maggie, Little Sayuri, Makoto~"

"Good morning, Ayaka~"

Yoshikawa Sayuri responded warmly.

Phoenix Academy Maggie's expression was a bit cold, "Did you come here specifically to show off your gold medal?"

"No, no, I certainly didn't mean to say the gold medal weighs 244.5 grams and has Brilliant High School's emblem on it."

Ayatsuki Ayaka shook her head, smiling brightly, "I wanted to ask if you could temporarily join the women's basketball club?"

Phoenix Academy Maggie was slightly stunned, a bit puzzled, "Does our school have a women's basketball club?"

Ayatsuki Ayaka stood tall, "From this moment on, our school will have the strongest women's basketball club in high school.

I am the head."

"Oh, how impressive!"

Yoshikawa Sayuri clapped her hands, then suddenly realized the issue, "Wait, you're trying to poach from our Manga Club, Maggie is one of us!"

"You've misunderstood, I just want Maggie to temporarily join."

Ayatsuki Ayaka quickly explained, "Once the national competition trials begin next year, Maggie just needs to show up and help, and we'll make it to the nationals together.

Besides, the Manga Club doesn't have any projects that require participating in national competitions, right?"

"Are you kidding? I won't help you."

Phoenix Academy Maggie flat-out refused.

Ayatsuki Ayaka didn't leave, she just gazed at her with tearful eyes, her suntanned cheeks full of pleading.

That look made even Nomura True Wave and Yoshikawa Sayuri feel a bit soft-hearted.

Yoshikawa Sayuri turned her head, "Maggie, if it's just showing up to help a bit, I think it won't take much effort."

"Yeah."

Nomura True Wave chimed in, not moved by Ayatsuki Ayaka, but knowing that since the young lady hadn't directly kicked Ayatsuki Ayaka out, she wasn't that averse to the idea.

It's just that her personality made it hard for the young lady to agree directly.

This was a time when they, as friends, needed to offer a step down.

"Maggie, please help me."

Ayatsuki Ayaka clasped her hands together, pitifully saying, "This is my lifetime request!"

Phoenix Academy Maggie wanted to retort, what does your lifetime request have to do with me.

But she didn't say that, still wavering inside whether she should help with this little effort or not.

To Ayatsuki Ayaka, Phoenix Academy Maggie could never be truly heartless.

Nomura True Wave spoke again, "Even if just for our sake, help her set up the basketball club.

If we win the national championship, it would be an honor for our school too."

"No choice, considering Makoto and Little Sayuri, I'll reluctantly help you this one time."

Phoenix Academy Maggie changed her tune.

Hmm, she wasn't helping Ayatsuki Ayaka, just giving face to two friends by choosing to lend a hand.

"Great! Now we just need to rope in the class leader and Shouko-chan."

Ayatsuki Ayaka's words made Phoenix Academy Maggie almost want to take back her decision.

"I'll talk to them right away."

"Hmm..."

Phoenix Academy Maggie hoped neither of them would agree.