Ryoma, playing tennis is fun, for you, isn't it.

The confident look you hold the racket every time, the smile when you play tennis...I don't want to see you like this anymore.

I kept my eyes closed and couldn't bear to watch.

If she was the one she was back then, the one she was before she came to this world, maybe she would still be watching the game with interest and calmly analyzing the game and the five senses of Jingshi, but now she is like this It's so embarrassing, it can be seen how terrible things like fetters are.

Ryoma, there must be something else you can do, think about it quickly.What your father taught you, what you learned all night, you can practice hitting rocks with branches at night, so you can do it now when you can’t see it. It’s nothing if you don’t have a sense of touch. Your body is used to tennis. How much? Isn't strength already known?

This is the bond between people that she has always longed for. There is laughter and pain at the same time. It is wrong to have a bond with a guy who is leaving, but even if it is wrong, she is not wrong. regret.

She heard many people's voices, about Ryoma's persistent refusal to give up and stand up again, the more so, the more she felt distressed, but she just hoped that he would be like this "Ryoma..."

Ryoma's obsession with tennis is different from hers. She can still live well without tennis, but Ryoma can't, it's like she can't live without Ryoma, just like he is human, she is not, she will live in this world in the future, there will be no more He and she can't stand it either.

Ryoma doesn't hate tennis, so she won't be afraid of tennis because of Seiichi's move, she needs to be calm.

Immediately afterwards, there was chaos outside the arena, and there was a lot of discussion because of the situation in the arena. She closed her eyes and rested, so she didn't know what happened. She could probably guess that Ryoma fought back, but again I dare not open it for fear of being disappointed.

"15-15." She didn't slowly open her eyes until she heard the referee's accurate judgment.

Counterattacked... No, it started to counterattack.

"It's almost as if the clothes are seamless, storing the selfless power deep in the body, releasing it in some form without waste, and bursting out in an appropriate amount, that is to say—" Regarding this incredible power, Gan gave own views and analysis.

"Is this the evolutionary version of the move that freely moves the power of the limit that has been tempered and comprehended to all parts of the body in a timely and appropriate amount, isn't it?" Fuer combined his own analysis and went on to say what he was going to say next.

"But the above is what I tried to explain far-fetchedly, but there must be some things we can't even imagine."

"That's the ultimate in seamlessness, right?" That's the trick that Echizen Nanjiro said he wanted to practice with Ryoma.

She didn't ask these people from Qingxue this sentence, but gradually came after asking her——

Viet Nam Jiro.

"It can be understood in this way~" Echizen Nanjiro scratched him with an old and unscrupulous look, well, it was the same as usual.

Others also noticed Echizen Nanjiro because of this, and after hearing him say hello to the coach, they found out that he was the legendary "Samurai Nanjiro". To tell everyone the truth, there is no perfection at all.

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