Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 662 - 660: When Heaven and Earth Are Turned Upside Down

In the club building, on the second floor in the Kendo club activity room, a group of well-dressed members stood on the field, shouting loudly.

Aozawa also donned his kendo armor and fulfilled his duties as club president, starting to guide them in kendo training.

After making a round, he stood in an open space and began practicing kendo.

Ever since winning the Jade Dragon Flag in August, Aozawa always believed that with his physical condition, continuing to practice kendo wouldn't really be beneficial.

He wasn't the type of person who practiced kendo out of love for it.

During the subsequent holiday, he didn't touch his bamboo sword once until school started. Staying in the kendo club room, watching the club members train with enthusiasm gradually changed the thoughts in his mind.

Even if kendo didn't bring any physical improvement, as long as it brought happiness, then practicing kendo was a meaningful activity.

Putting aside the desire to win the Jade Dragon Flag, and thoughts of training, he picked up the bamboo sword again, finding the practice easier than ever before.

At this moment, kendo was no longer a tool for Aozawa to gain fame, nor was it related to future work—it was purely a hobby.

Based on this interest, Aozawa truly enjoyed the happiness brought by kendo, similar to how a supreme master in martial arts novels suddenly touches the threshold of 'the way.'

Aozawa was immersed in the practice of kendo, yet he did not exhaust himself as before, choosing instead to end training with the kendo members and leave the kendo club together.

After descending the stairs, Aozawa took a direction opposite to them.

The members clenched their teeth, their fists hard.

They all knew what club room lay at the end of that path.

"Geez, the president is truly the envy of everyone—handsome, strong in kendo, academically good, and even has a beautiful girlfriend!

When will I be able to stop using my hand!"

"After all, the president is the man who won the Jade Dragon Flag; how can our mediocre lives compare."

"I really want to be in love! I want to hold a girl's hand and know what it's like to kiss."

"Me too. I wish Takahashi could come over and play with me."

"Why not try dreaming about it tonight? I have good material for you."

"Good brother!"

Their friendship instantly became unbreakable!

Aozawa arrived at the door of the Human Observation Club and knocked.

Inside, the door opened, and Maru with her large tea-colored waves stood at the entrance, not moving aside but leaning lazily against the door, "Oh my, isn't it Aozawa? Are you here to ask me out on a date?"

"Maru!"

A shout came from behind, and Ayatsuki Ayaka stepped forward to pull Maru aside, her tan cheeks flushed like a ripe red apple.

She handed over a thermos, "Good morning, Aozawa, here's today's vegetable juice."

"Thank you."

Aozawa took the thermos, and before he could speak, he had already sensed a resentful gaze from behind the door.

Unlike the gentleness of Takahashi Saeko and Maru, Miyahara Kaoru had a particularly hostile attitude towards him, which could even be described as antagonistic.

Aozawa didn't bother to think about the reason, as Kaoru's thoughts were irrelevant to him. He said with a smile, "Ayaka, I've finished my kendo club training. Do you want to go for a walk around the school with me?"

Ayatsuki Ayaka's face reddened further, naturally understanding what he meant by 'walk.' With her hands crossed over her chest, she said, "No, we can't flirt at school anymore!

School is a place for students to learn!"

She spoke righteously, not giving Aozawa another chance to persuade her, "I have to practice. Goodbye."

The door to the Human Observation Society closed.

Aozawa scratched his head, turned around, and walked out of the club building. As the autumn wind brushed his cheeks, he muttered, "How long are you going to keep watching, Disciplinary Committee member?"

A sound came from the bushes on the left side of the entrance, and a boy with glasses stood up, casually brushing off the yellow leaves on his head, saying solemnly, "This is necessary monitoring.

Aozawa, it seems that you all have heeded my advice."

Aozawa rolled his eyes at him, thinking he could use Allowing Anything or Fate Weaving to make him leave.

But Ayatsuki Ayaka was too shy to do so.

Aozawa couldn't use Allowing Anything to force him either, "You've really gone to great lengths, causing you to miss baseball club training."

"Baseball club training is important, but so is fulfilling the responsibilities of a Disciplinary Committee member."

Furusawa Kyoichiro replied, stepping out of the bushes.

Aozawa shrugged, "You're such a stickler as a Disciplinary Committee member.

I really look forward to the day you break the school rules."

"Impossible, unless the world turns upside down."

Kyoichiro Furusawa responded decisively.

Aozawa smiled slightly, thinking that with him around, nothing is impossible.

"Stones and rivers can float in the air, a homeless person can become the Mayor of New York City, and a web star can be appointed as a country's prime minister.

In today's world, there's nothing impossible.

If you date Nomura, you might experience the fun of breaking school rules."

Kyoichiro Furusawa raised an eyebrow and shook his head, "Everyone says my relationship with Nomura isn't what you think."

"I only like elementary school students."

"Do you want to do those kinds of things with elementary school students?"

"Stop this perverted illegal behavior immediately."

Furusawa Kyoichiro ended the topic like this; he likes elementary school students for their cute appearance, just like people like flowers.

It's not that he wants to date elementary school students or do those perverted things that adults can do.

Aozawa casually said, "Can you imagine doing those things with Nomura?"

Furusawa Kyoichiro has a very serious personality, and when he talks to people, he always maintains a serious attitude.

Even if this topic isn't serious, Furusawa Kyoichiro instinctively imagines Nomura True Wave with himself.

True Wave has grown up too.

Furusawa Kyoichiro immediately blushed and hurriedly shook the image out of his mind, saying sternly, "Aozawa, we are students. We should focus more energy on studying instead of dating and thinking about those things.

Adult responsibilities should be fulfilled after graduation."

"That's easy to say, but just now you imagined that kind of scenario, not thinking about elementary school students, but at the mention of Nomura, you imagined it."

Aozawa immediately stepped forward and hooked his shoulder, whispering like a demon, "Kyoichiro, do you truly love elementary school students or miss the days back in elementary school when you and Nomura shared everything, close like no other?"

"I, I don't know what you're talking about."

Furusawa Kyoichiro hurriedly pushed his glasses up, not wanting to continue listening to Aozawa, quickly speeding up his pace back to the school building.

Aozawa touched his chin, watching him escape, with a smile on his face.

…

Inside the school building, at the back door of classroom 2C, a group of boys gathered, naturally discussing last night's events.

The Speaker of the House, President of the Senate, Special Investigation Section Chief, and dozens of members of parliament were arrested.

The first two, in Japan, are people whose titles alone let citizens know their importance.

The Special Investigation Section Chief is slightly less famous, but every time the section takes action, they investigate major cases.

Compared to these three, the dozens of members of parliament are just background figures.

They were secretly colluding with the United States, acting as traitors selling out the country, and online people were furious.

Although Japanese citizens have long known about America's control over Japan, some even take pride in it and dream of becoming a spiritual American.

But they only want to move to the United States and become Americans, not try to turn Japan into a state of America.

If Japan became a state of the United States, who would they then brag to after becoming Americans?

So, both pro-American and anti-American groups verbally attacked them.

Aozawa wasn't very interested in this matter; he walked through the back door toward his seat.

Hojo Tetsuji was still in a state of catching up on sleep after staying up drawing manga, lying on the desk.

A blonde girl sat gracefully in her original position, with neat and dense eyelashes, a high nose bridge, an even more attractive body curve, gently flipping through the textbook with her fingers.

The sky outside the window seemed to want to complement the girl's exquisite face.

In such a beautiful scene, Aozawa was only curious about how the single ponytail felt.

"Good morning, Maggie."

Aozawa lightly tugged her ponytail.

Phoenix Academy Maggie closed the book, turning around, with her blonde hair slipping from his grasp smoothly, "Aozawa, you're early in class today."

Aozawa looked at her slightly surprised smile, finding no fault.

In terms of expression and emotion management, she has always been impressive. The more so, the more it proved how much Maggie was unguarded by the class president's words yesterday.

"Thanks to someone, I now have enough time to get to school after the kendo club."

"That's a good thing, getting to class early means more time to revise."

Phoenix Academy Maggie nodded with a genuinely pleased expression.

Aozawa made up his mind that in the future, he would make Phoenix Academy Maggie undergo his questioning in the empty classroom, at this seat.

Making the lady reflect on today's remarks.

Though he thought about future things, they didn't affect what needed action now.

Aozawa flicked Phoenix Academy Maggie's forehead, teasing, "Are you like my mom, fussing over my studies?"

"We're the same age, if you talk about the mom role, that should be Morimoto Chiyoda."

Phoenix Academy Maggie's face instantly turned strange, starting to scan Aozawa's face.

Previously she hadn't thought about it this way, but upon reflecting, considering their age difference, being raised from young, could Aozawa have such inclinations?

Aozawa understood what her gaze meant and said irritably, "Stop thinking nonsense."

"I didn't say anything."

"I just met Furusawa Kyoichiro on the road and chatted a bit about Nomura, his attitude was strange."

Aozawa, aware of how explanations get muddled, quickly shifted to another topic to divert the lady's attention, lest he get a bad reputation.

Meanwhile, the class president in the front row secretly watched what was happening here.