Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

It's not that I haven't seen the other party's whole body injured, but at the moment he is too embarrassed.

The coat was already so wet that it was mixed with dark red blood and even had a few mud marks on it. The right shoulder was torn as if it had been torn by something.

His face was an extremely ugly bluish-white color, but the breath sprayed by his ears seemed to be burning hot.

"You..." Sanada choked in his throat the moment he said the words.He wanted to say why did you make it like this?But thinking about it, it's so strange, he bandaged this person's wounds twice within a few hours of the only meeting, and was chased and killed by several waves overnight.It seems superfluous to ask this question now.

In the spacious and bright bathroom, the hot water poured out from the nozzle, rising up into hazy and warm steam, which slowly warmed up the biting cold.

Sanada unzipped Naruto's jacket, and the little monster came out of Naruto's arms with a slumped head. It had long since lost the arrogance it had when it broke its shell and ate two living hearts.After all, it was too young, and the coercion on Abel Wood made it unable to gather strength at all.

The little monster chirped twice, then stuck out its tongue and licked Ming Yang's face.

Ming Yang stretched out his finger and poked its head. This time, the little monster was very obedient, and squatted aside obediently after two chirps.

Mingyang took out a small bottle containing ointment from the inner pocket of his clothes and handed it to Sanada, "Hey, uncle, please."

Sanada took the medicine bottle silently, and began to help Mingyang clean up the wound. Even though he had prepared himself for a long time, when he saw the bloody wounds, he still couldn't calm down.

Ming Yang leaned halfway in the bathtub, the warm hot water made his body start to warm up, and soon the high fever made his whole face show an abnormal flushing color, if it was an ordinary person who had a fever like this, he would have realized it early Fuzzy burned into a fool.

Sanada lowered his head and carefully cleaned the wound. Only he himself knew how much effort he had spent to make his hands tremble not so obviously.

"Hey, uncle..."

Sanada turned his head slightly, meeting Kami Naruo's dark eyes.

"Are you worried about me? This kind of injury can't kill you at all, as long as you survive these few hours, you'll be fine."

Sanada's eyes fixed on Naruto's face, "Is there nothing else in the so-called dark world except killing?"

Ming Yang blinked, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Life exists in this world, and there is always a price to be paid for becoming the ruler of the world. Even ordinary people have various things to worry about! For example Speaking of university entrance examinations, job hunting, etc. Speaking of which, it seems that employment in Japan is quite difficult! Some people commit suicide because of employment problems. If you want to live well, you always have to pay the price... This world has always been cruel..." Said Ming Yang leaned against the bathtub and fell asleep while talking.

Pale and fragile, his body was so thin that it gave people an illusion of frailty, like a delicate doll, and his bones would be broken if he was not careful.

There is a very thin black chain around Mingyang's neck. He found this chain when he saw Mingyang for the first time. At that time, he was hidden in his nightgown and didn't look at it carefully. Now he looked closely. It was found that there was a hollow ball woven of the same material hanging from the chain.There is also a black bead the size of a quail egg in the middle of the hollow ball.

The bead looks dark, but upon closer inspection, it has a brilliance, and it doesn't look like jade.When Sanada rubbed the medicine on Mingyang, he poked the beads with his fingers, and at that moment he felt an inexplicable dizziness. Carefully rub the medicine on Ming Yang.

After confirming that all the wounds have been covered with the dark ointment, it is enough to wrap the bandages. These actions are already quite proficient.Who made him bandage his wound every time he met this person.

A large towel wrapped Naruto's thin body, Sanada put Naruto on his bed, and the little monster consciously nestled next to Naruto's pillow to guard Naruto.

The hot hand-like temperature has gradually subsided, but compared to when he had a high fever, Naruto seems to be more uncomfortable now, sleeping extremely unsteadily, the towel wrapped around his body is already soaked in cold sweat, his brows are tightly frowned, and occasionally There will be a low|groan or two of pain.Even so, he never woke up.

People who can turn their entire shoulders into a bloody mess as if they don't feel any pain can't help moaning in pain, but they can also imagine how painful it is.

But Sanada couldn't do anything but watch.

Perhaps this world was originally cruel, but he didn't realize it clearly until this moment, because this world put all the cruelty on this young man.

It was supposed to be the New Year's Eve of family reunion, but this person's world is still accompanied by blood and killing.

If your world has always been so cruel, it would be nice if you didn't go back to it.

It was only later that he realized how naive his unconscious thoughts were at that time.

Time seemed to stop turning, and there was a dark silence in the air, only the sound of Naruo's gradually calming breathing remained in the room. Sanada sat in front of the bed with his back straight, staring at the person on the bed who was gradually falling into a peaceful sleep, Thinking is like an empty vortex, something is tumbling violently, and after careful thinking, it is blank again.

"Uncle! Uncle!"

Sanada suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed, and after a moment of stupefaction, he realized that he was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

"Today is the first day of the New Year. Uncle, you are not ashamed to stay in bed." Sasuke, who had completely recovered from the cold, was resurrected with full blood, and immediately turned into a mischievous brat.

After a while without hearing Sanada's response, Sasuke looked at Sanada suspiciously, he must be sick too!He didn't even say "Sasuke, you're too slack."

"Uncle! What's the matter with you?"

Sanada shook his head, his expression calm.

Everything in the room was very normal, so normal that it didn't look like Zeng Jin spent the night alone.

Just like that bloody night when we first met, it was like an absurd dream, no one would believe it even if it was told.

Sanada opened the window, the rain had stopped, and the first day of the new year was a rare fine weather.

The sunlight came in from the window, blowing open the notebook on the desk with a slightly chilly wind.

Thank you, uncle.

There is also an exaggerated smiley face drawn on the back.

Sanada's fingers caressed the writing with sharp strokes on it, his eyes were silent and deep.

extremely empty.

Ming Yang hugged the little monster and nestled on the large sofa, yawning non-stop, and Chongye Minhui's thoughts filled with fear filled his ears.

"Master Mingyang, how can you fight Abel Wood in that state! What if you really have something to do? You are so self-willed that you throw away everyone who followed you..."

Ming Yang interrupted her sleepily: "I said that I can't die from that injury..."

Chong Ye Minhui took a look at Ming Yang, and even raised her voice a lot: "You know that what I'm talking about is not about getting hurt, but..."

"Don't be an example, I promise." Ming Yang waved his hands in surrender: "Really, I won't be able to marry after being so worried!"

Chong Ye Minhui got the result she wanted, so she didn't mention it anymore.Instead, he joked with Ming Yang: "Master Ming Yang is the one! This age is the time to find a girl friend!"

Ming Yang wrapped herself in a blanket and pretended not to hear Minhui's teasing.

Ming Yang closed his eyes, thinking that he could finally be at peace for a while, even if it was the calm before the storm.

Finally got a good night's sleep.

Ming Yang emptied his mind and let himself sink into a peaceful and distant dreamland.

With the arrival of the new year, this year's extremely cold winter has also come to an end, and time flies in the blink of an eye to the spring admission season when the cherry blossoms bloom in April.

At 06:30 in the evening, Sanada walked out of Lihai University with a tennis bag on his back.

Because of the sudden wind blowing, the pedestrians on the street appeared to be in a hurry, passing him one by one, and rushing to their destination seriously and persistently.

Sanada stopped in his tracks. In the rush of people, a thin figure in a black coat was slowly approaching. He walked at a leisurely pace, and the black hoodie almost covered his entire face.

At that moment, the heart seemed to be tightly tightened by an invisible hand.

"Oh, what's the matter? Why are you dressed like this suddenly? It took me a long time to recognize you. Did you deliberately look at me as a joke?"

The girl's delicate complaints came from the ear.

"Isn't it because of the sudden wind, standing on the bridge and waiting for you feels a little cold, so I had to put on the coat and hat, so don't be angry, okay?"

Then there was the boy's good-tempered voice explaining, and after the hat was pulled back, there was a dark but upright and strange face.

The two walked away hand in hand.

Sanada stepped forward again.

"Uncle, what is tennis to you?"

At that time, that person was lazily nestling on the sofa, and the little monsters were balled up on his head.A replay of the men's singles match at the Tokyo Tennis Open was playing on the TV.

It turned out that he already knew it, because he had seen it more than once.Face unexpected problems!He froze for a moment because he hadn't told him that he played tennis too.

What is tennis to me?

I have nothing but tennis.

It was in the past and it is now.

I have been soberly aware of the ending, but I can't calmly forget it. Fortunately, school will start tomorrow, and I will start to get busy.

At the beginning of the new school year, after the opening ceremony, there is an independent opening class meeting for each class.

Class A of the second year.

Sanada stood up with a "huh", because of the excessive movement, the desk and the ground made harsh noises.The homeroom teacher who was introducing the transfer students was startled, "Sanada-san, what happened?"

Sanada's eyes were slightly condensed, and his chaotic thoughts swept violently like a gust of wind and retreated decisively.There was only a calmness that even I couldn't see through, "It's okay, teacher, please continue."

A purple-haired boy sitting obliquely behind Sanada pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, and his purple eyes under the glasses slightly narrowed to look at the transfer student.

The dark green school uniform set off the young man's thin figure, with a white shirt and a striped tie.The attire that is familiar to him every day shows a unique temperament on this person, giving people a sense of daunting indifference.The facial features carved out of ice and snow carried a kind of clear coldness, standing there quietly seemed to be an invisible boundary separating him from everyone else.

The author has something to say:

The double update can't stop (manually funny) but still no one reads and no one leaves a message (sad and crying).For each author, every article is the best in his own mind, because if he can find something that is not good, he will revise it repeatedly, so little angels, don't be stingy with your opinions.Because of many deficiencies, only readers can see it sharply.