High Monk Yuma

Kazuya quickly lowered his attitude and said modestly: "I'm just learning, so I can only translate these short articles. I also need to look up many professional words online. It's just that I need money recently." It's half a lie.

Shin believed it but was speechless. He felt that the gap between people was sometimes so obvious. Kazuya quickly put away the manuscript. In terms of talent, he is actually only about the same as Shin,. At best he has a clear goal, is willing to endure hardships, and is with the help of a game.

Kazuya actually didn't want to show off to people around him too much. But he was relly poor recently, so he could only use his time as much as possible, which was a dilemma.

He stood up and changed the topic, "Let's go to the canteen."

Shin was a good person. He was surprised but not jealous at all. He followed Kazuya for a few steps and suggested: "My father seems to have a lot of business documents to check the translation. Do you want me to get a few to try?"

Kazuya naturally has no reason to refuse his good intentions. It is only natural to contribute energy to get money. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. If he really makes money, he will treat him to a big meal as return. "I'm sorry to trouble you, Shin. I'll try my best to do a good job. The price will be based on the lowest standard. If I don't do it well, I won't ask a penny."

Shin nodded: "I believe you can do a good job. As for the money, you can take as much as you should!"

The cone's end can be seen immediately if it's in the pocket. The more he got in touch with Kazuya, the more he admired him. He felt that Kazuya was a talented person. However, the current environment in which he was living was not good and he seemed to be living frugally. Shin always wanted to help him.

They left the classroom and Yuma was already waiting there, looking up at the sky. There were dark clouds there that could rain at any time, which was a depressing beauty with a gray tone. His eyes were even deep and long that was a cheap sense of Zen.

Kazuya greeted him, and he signed and followed the team without saying a word. Kazuya glanced at him and asked helplessly: "It's been more than a week, how long will you keep this situation?"

Ever since the first battle in , this guy had been beaten up and become this when he came back, as if he had changed from a hot-blooded and cheap boy to a funny and buddha-like boy overnight.

This guy can be considered a different kind of those can't afford to lose. When little radish lost, she would lose her temper and vowed to take revenge. When he lost, he went to another extreme and began to escape from reality.

Yuma did not look at him and said calmly: "Matsuoka, you are wrong. I am not in a low mood. I have understood everything in the world. Victory, defeat, honor and disgrace are just passing smoke. I was too obsessed with it before! The true meaning of life is that there is no self and no form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Don't be blinded by beauty, don't be..."

Even though he has become a buddha-like boy, he was also a chatterbox and still talked non-stop.

Shin interrupted him, "If you lose this year, there will be next year. Only 56 teams can enter Koshien a year, and there are four to five thousand teams participating. If those who lose are like you, the Koshien is over! One week is enough. If you make trouble again, I won't be polite to you!"

His patience also has its limits. He has been coaxing Yuma for a week and his patience is almost at the end of the line.

Yuma shook his head slightly, with a "high monk" look on his face, "You are wrong, Shin. I don't care about the game, that is already in the past...Although I am personally capable, my teammates are all pigs. I can only say that success or failure is something no one can say. You don't understand. This failure makes me understand the truth of life!"

Kazuya was speechless. The "high monk" version of Yuma in front of him was not as good as the previous cheap version!

He couldn't bear it anymore and turned to Shin: "Forget it, it's okay for him to look away. But can the collections he asked me to keep be sold as scrap? I guess there would just become waste a few years later. Besides, now he knows the truth of life and may not like those things."

Shin was quite decisive: "They should have been sold a long time ago. Kazuya, just throw it to the roadside today!"

Yuma was stunned. His expression became tangled and he could no longer pretend to be a ihigh monk. He hesitated: "Those treasures are innocent. Why don't you treat them well... Every flower, every grass, every piece of paper, and every CD also has spirituality! "

Shin punched him on the head with one punch. "If you don't want to hurt the innocent, cheer up quickly. Look at what you look like now!"

"If you promise me to watch bikini girls on Paradise Coast during the summer vacation, I will be resurrected immediately!"

"I'll send you to paradise right now!"

Shin and Yuma started fighting again, and Kazuya was trapped in the middle and had difficulty moving. Then he saw a little radish passing them towards the canteen.

Kazuya quickly greeted: "Sakura!"

Haruka was sleepwalking to catch up on her sleep and turned a deaf ear. She ate the bento she brought from home, but she had a bad stomach and felt uncomfortable after eating the cold food, so she planned to the canteen to ask for a free bowl of hot soup.

Kazuya took two steps quickly, bent down and looked down at Haruka's little face. By this time, she woke up when feeling someone approaching, tilted her head to look at Kazuya and slowly raised her eyebrows. Why are you doing this? Are you looking at my face like this? Do you think I'm too short?

Though she had an angry face and looked unhappy because she just woke up, Kazuya could understand her and didn't care about her anger. She was busy with her family's business and fighting the new izakaya across the street. She also had to manage her three troublesome sisters (not counting Akiho) and act as a mother to her younger brother. It was very tiring.

He said: "Sakura, have you asked Mr. Sakura to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

He hasn't been focusing on the izakaya recently, and didn't go for work dinners. However, he still noticed something was wrong with Naotaka's state while working, and found that he looked very sleepy and a little dizzy from time to time.

Now that he was proficient in medical skills and instinctively felt that something was not right. But Naotaka did not listen to his advice and only said that was a normal reaction during the rainy season. In turn, he told him a lot of life principles and even joked that he was the doctor and knew what he is doing.

It was okay not to mention the doctor, but Kazuya was even more worried when he mentioned it. Naotaka is a third-rate doctor, the kind who can make a clinics bankrupt. According to his opinion, it is best to go to a regular hospital for a full-body examination, and at least to have a good blood pressure measurement. But he can't force him. 

So in the end he could only provide a small suggestion to Haruka. He didn't want to lose this job because he was short of money now.

Haruka was a little angry, but Kazuya cared about her father from the perspective of a friend after all, so she could only say dullly: "I told him, but he refused to go, saying that he knew better. But I still let him boil the medicine and took it... should he be fine? I made a note of this and plan to dragg him to the hospital for a physical examination on my day off."

Kazuya nodded silently. As a daughter, she probably could only do this. Maybe he was too worried...