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There are probably no more than a handful of people he can clearly remember.
Among these individuals, two were from the "Devil" generation.
Aoba, Uesugi Fuutarou.
If Aoba is remembered for his unconventional ways, then Uesugi Fuutarou is.
This is because the child's personality is so much like his own when he was young.
They both had mediocre talent and both aspired to achieve something great through their own efforts.
But the two are ultimately different.
His name still contains the characters "Suzuki".
Uesugi Futaro had nothing.
When Aoba gave up his spot at the University of Tokyo, there were more than ten or a hundred students who could have taken his place, but he rejected them all.
Finally, the spot was given to Futaro, who was standing in front of him.
This was also an opportunity he wanted to give Futaro, or rather, an opportunity to his younger self.
I don't think so.
Seeing that Suzuki Kaijo remained unmoved, Zifang withdrew her smile and said calmly:
"Without the guidance of Mr. Suzuki and others, and the resources of Toyosaki, it would have been impossible for the students to reach a larger platform."
"He's just an average person; without the support of a powerful figure, it's a pipe dream to think he can leapfrog the competition."
"This world is destined to see the strong always prevail..."
After saying that, he couldn't help but smile. "Of course, Uesugi-kun has gone through a lot of hardship to achieve his current results."
"It is truly a remarkable thing that Mr. Suzuki has such a student."
Although he talked about his own values, his words were full of sarcasm towards Uesugi Fuutarou.
Even Suzuki Gaishō was criticized.
Without the Suzuki Group as your backing, you are nothing!
At this moment, the politicians' weapons were like knives that could kill without drawing blood, stabbing one after another into the heart of Suzuki Cliff Castle@qun Ikiyuki 〦（?Seven）〦屋(久]司虾.
"Councilor Ziteng".
Suzuki Gaishō glanced sideways, his tone both angry and calm:
"I don't care about your previous sarcasm or subtle attacks on me, but it's different with my students..."
He pounded on the armrest of the seat.
It’s very oppressive!
"Please show some respect."
"I'm not old enough to die yet, and it's not for outsiders to judge my students!"
Wisteria, who was being stared at by Suzuki Kaijo, was stunned for a moment before she smiled.
He'd heard countless such threats to get to his position, without exception.
It has never been achieved.
Wisteria, her eyes fixed straight ahead, leaned back comfortably in her seat, watching Uesugi Fuutarou on the stage, a slight smirk playing on her lips.
"Principal Suzuki, I'm afraid you've forgotten."
"Five years ago, I could have simply sunk them both into Tokyo Bay. If it weren't for Hiratsuka and your Suzuki family pleading for them..."
"Your students are probably all gone by now, not even ashes remain."
"Does he really think he's still the principal of Toyonosaki High School?"
"Having lost this position, it means you've already been abandoned by Suzuki. Otherwise... why would that young lady become the principal of Toyonosaki?"
Wisteria seemed to have come to Toyosaki specifically to show off; her earlier fawning and obsequiousness had vanished from her words. (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)
Since the mask has already been torn off, there is naturally no need to continue pretending.
Suzuki Kaijo was not angry when he saw this, but just sighed softly.
His fingers, which had been tapping on the seat, began to stop; he had grown old after all.
He then looked intently at Uesugi Futaro on the platform.
Silent for a long time.
"嘁~"
The wisteria's mockery did not stop.
He fully understood that Uesugi Futaro, who was sharing his experience and encouraging his juniors, was Suzuki Gaisho's prized student.
He could almost be considered her last disciple.
Without any hesitation, he suddenly blurted out a sentence during the pause in Uesugi Fuutarou's speech.
"...Learning is the only thing where you can get results just by putting in the effort..."
"Excuse me for interrupting!"
The wisteria made a sound.
Instantly, everyone in the auditorium turned their attention to this famous senator who only appeared on television.
"I'd like to ask Uesugi-kun a question."
Has your hard work really changed your academic performance?
"Or rather, for someone with no talent, effort is the only thing they can offer?"
"The world is inherently unfair. Uesugi's academic achievements are simply due to his superior talent in this area compared to others."
"But if someone is completely talentless from the start and puts in the effort in the direction you're suggesting, they're very likely to end up with nothing."
"after all..."
"A monkey without the talent to climb trees will never be able to pick bananas."
Wisteria's words instantly caused a huge uproar in the (okay) auditorium.
Whether it was his interruption of Uesugi Fuutarou's speech or his rebuttal of what he had said.
This move has put Uesugi on the stage in a very difficult position.
He couldn't refuse to answer.
Suzuki Gaishi squinted, his hands resting on the armrests, his imposing presence undiminished.
But still, nothing was done.
Sonoko Suzuki turned around curiously and looked at Wisteria with a puzzled expression.
He was wondering if someone in his family had offended him.
Just as he was about to get up to help Futaro out of the predicament, his gaze met that of Suzuki Kaijo behind him, who shook his head slightly.
She could only suppress her thoughts and silently write down the wisteria in her little notebook.
After a brief silence, the teachers and students in the audience began to whisper among themselves.
A cacophony of noise erupted from all sides.
"A boring trick."
Saeko Busujima leaned against the wall, glanced at herself, then closed her eyes again and placed the wooden sword on her lap to practice sword meditation.
She's waiting for someone.
Chapter 165 I have never seen such a shameless person!
She is waiting for someone.
His own father and
The person she made a promise with.
Even across the hall, she could still sense Aoba's presence.
He's gotten stronger again.
Saeko Busujima remained silent, and the aura of "keep away" emanating from her unconsciously distanced her from the other students.
The purple-haired Fiora—
This is a title she carried over from her time at a girls' high school.
He made his name after taking on the Toyonosaki Kendo Club by himself right after transferring to the school.
Naturally, not many people dared to approach her directly; most regarded her as an idol to be admired. Even members of the kendo club rarely dared to approach her.
But there are still exceptions.
"Um... Saeko-senpai?"
A girl in a blue and white JK school uniform approached shyly, smiling awkwardly.
"Is it really impossible to learn swordsmanship without a talent for it?"
As Councilor Zifang said...
Isn't it because Uesugi-senpai has a talent for studying that even they can't match that he can get such good grades?
Saeko Busujima didn't even look up.
“A guy who wants to give up on himself has no right to talk about talent.”
Her words were devoid of any emotion.
It's just a statement.
But the girl still blushed and remained silent.
Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was also sitting in the honors class, frowned and looked at Shidou with dissatisfaction as he mocked the ordinary students.