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"What?! I'm actually not the first to arrive! What a dereliction of duty! It's all my fault for oversleeping!" The later high-ranking discipline committee member, Seiatsu Ishimaru, was kneeling on the ground and blaming himself.
" Don't be like this, Ishimaru-kun. You didn't do anything wrong…Get up first…" The super school-level swimmer, Asuna Asahi, and the super school-level idol, Mayo Sayaka, were comforting the injured Ishimaru with a bitter smile.
"Hey! You bastard! Why was he weakly blaming himself on the ground! Are you still a man?”The high-ranking biker gang, Tattoo Owada, who had been stomping his feet, couldn't help but shout at Ishimaru because he found it too noisy.
"What did you say?" Ishimaru immediately got rid of the two girls and angrily turned around to confront Owada.
"I'll talk! You! It counted! What! Eh! Male! Son! Han! Do you hear me clearly?" Owada stood up straight and shouted as well.
"What? You're a bad boy with a plane head and you have the cheek to criticize me!”Ishimaru glared at Yamato, who was a head taller than him, and retorted.
"How dare you call me a bad boy with a plane head! " You red-eyed prick…" Yamato stepped forward and grabbed Ishimaru's collar. He was already in a fighting position when he realized that a petite person was pulling him back.
"Um…Can you two please stop arguing? Aren't we classmates? " We still have to live and study together in the future…Calm down, calm down…" Chihiro Fujiaki, a programmer with short brown hair and wearing a cute dark green school uniform, nervously tried to mediate between the two people who looked like they were about to fight. Her face was red. On the other hand, Fuyuno Fuyuno, the literary girl with a super high school grade, left this " troublesome place " far away with a worried look on her face. She slowly inched towards the Ten Gods in a lovestruck manner...
"Hey, hey, is that our classmate? It felt so terrifying! I have an ominous omen for my future life!”Yamada One Two Three, a super high-ranking Doujin author, whispered to Yaein Yasuhiro, a super high-ranking Clairvoyant, with a worried look on his face.
"Don't worry, I've already divined with the crystal ball. Our future is bright. By the way, my divination has a 30% chance of being right.”Ye Yin said proudly.
"W-what? Doesn't that mean that there's a 70% chance that our future will be dark?!”Yamada was so frightened by Ye Yin that he broke out in a cold sweat and took a few steps back.
"Eh?" Ye Yin thought about it carefully and swallowed." Y-I think so…" Then, he hugged Yamada and cried loudly like clowns…
"... What are those two idiots doing..." The super-high-school-level baseball player, Rien Kuwata, stood at the side and held her forehead.
At this moment, the door opened again…
"Excuse me, are you also new students of the Peak of Hope Academy? I'm a Grandmaster of Combat of a super high rank, Great Goddess Sakura. I seem to have overslept…I'm not late, am I?”A crisp sound made everyone stop playing.
Everyone looked over. It was a beautiful girl with white hair, wearing a blue and white sailor suit, bandaged feet, and a slim figure.
"Um…why are you looking at me like that?”The Grandmaster of Combat of the super high school level, Great God Sakura scratched the back of her head and asked in confusion.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Yamada excitedly rushed to Sakura's front, his eyes shining," So Miss Pugilist is actually so beautiful! It seemed that the manga was all a lie! " Miss Almighty, could you please give me your lot…" Before Yamada could finish his question, Enoshima Fugiko kicked him to the corner of the wall.
" Steamed Goose Heart in Shizhai…" Enojima looked at Yamada with disgust, who kept saying," Shizu-chan is too much." Then…his eyes lit up as he turned around and said to Sakura,""Could it be that you are Sakura the Great God, Sakura the Little Sakura, who won the championship at the American Mixed Martial Arts Conference and won more than 400 undefeated battles?!”
"Eh? It's me…May I ask what's the matter?”Xiao Ying was shocked by their enthusiasm and asked in confusion.
"Please give me your autograph!" Shiunko Enoshima took out a pen washi from somewhere and placed them in front of Sakura, looking at her with expectant eyes.
" Oh, oh, okay." Sakura immediately waved her pen and signed her name. It was quite an ancient style, and then she returned it to Enoshima Shiunko.
"Uh-oh, puh-oh, thank you Sakura ~" Enoshima Shiunko hugged the autograph tightly and smiled happily.
" Please wait a moment," Sakura said as Shield Son Enoshima was about to leave. She then caressed Shield Son Enoshima's body...
" That…What's wrong?" Shield Son Enoshima asked in confusion.
"So that's how it is…the quality and quantity of your muscles are only at the level of an ordinary high school student…Oh, what a pity. "At this level, you can't be my training opponent..." Sakura said regretfully.
"Is, is it? " What a pity…" Shield Son Enoshima put on a regretful expression.
Celeste's pupils constricted as she watched them play around. She felt extremely conflicted, as if ten thousand f * cking horses were running through her mind. Putting aside the words of Great Goddess Sakura against Shield Child, where was the muscular woman that the officials had promised?! The difference was simply heaven and earth! As expected, the game was a scam! Celeste said resentfully.
However, what Celeste didn't know was that while Sakura was talking to the others, she was looking at Celeste with a complicated gaze…
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It was ten minutes past eight when the door opened for the last time. A thin boy with bright hair and wearing a hooded casual suit appeared in front of everyone.
The luck of a super high school, and also the hope of a super high school-Miao Mucheng, you're finally here…
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