[Net King] Queen

King Li Haida ranked second in the losing area in the Kanto Conference, and the agreement to wait for the return of the minister with a complete victory record was broken. Even if he quickly adjusted his mentality after the game and accepted the challenger status in the national competition, the atmosphere of the entire tennis club was still tense. It was much lower before.

On the court, the first-choice players other than Sanada stood in a row, digesting the order they just heard, with different expressions.

"King Ren."

"Ah, why do you call me this kind of thing, puff."

Walking forward slowly, the little pigtail was still jumping and jumping with the steps. After standing still, he waved his right hand, and there was a crisp applause.

"What happened just now, King Ren, use your left hand to hit me harder!"

Hiding the frivolous smile at the corner of his mouth, the silver-haired boy swung his left hand down vigorously, and the little braid behind him was thrown in front of him by inertia.

Hearing the muffled sound, Sanada didn't even hum, but Kirihara flinched as if he had been beaten, a little annoyed whether he should take the opportunity to take revenge when it was his turn or take the opportunity to take revenge, but this was the vice minister's request, It doesn't seem like revenge.

"Next, Yagyu!"

The non-selected players who ran around outside the court did not look sideways, and made no extra noise except for panting and footsteps, and their sore legs seemed no longer so tired under the applause from the court.That's their vice-minister, who will teach their iron-blooded vice-minister a lesson after they don't train seriously or lose a game. He is strict with them but even stricter with himself.Losing the game is due to insufficient training. The training menu of the selected players is much heavier than them. What right do they have to complain about the current running circle.

"That's enough for Genichiro, go get some medicine and come back to practice."

Liu shook the hand that had just touched Sanada's cheek, frowning as he spit out the blood from his mouth.

"I'll leave the training to you first, Renji. I have already disappointed Yukimura once, and Tatsumi will be in better condition to welcome him back."

Let the team members take turns to give slaps to remind himself of this failure with pain and shame. It does not mean that he is willing to go home with a swollen face and worry his family.

Walking into the health room, there was no sign of the school doctor. Sanada rummaged through the medicine cabinet to find the ointment he needed, and leaned slightly to the mirror on the wall to apply the medicine.

The wound was on the face, and I couldn't see clearly when I turned my head.Just thinking about whether to call Liu Lai for help, the door of the health room was pushed open.

Nishihara was stunned for a while after noticing Sanada's face, "Sanada-kun, do you need help?"

Sitting facing each other, Sanada, who had a serious expression as usual but was actually uncomfortable, didn't know where to look, and simply closed his eyes.After the vision disappeared, the feeling of Nishihara's hand applying medicine on his face became clearer.The cold ointment started to take effect, making his cheeks feel hot.

The wrist of his left hand was slightly lifted, Sanada opened his eyes, Nishihara was lowering his head and took another pot of medicine and rubbed it on the back of his hand.

He had forgotten the bruises from hitting Chiye's racket.

"Tennis, is it so fun?"

The question was very light, he thought that Nishihara didn't really want an answer, and because he didn't know what to answer, he didn't open his mouth.

Just thinking about tennis now brings back memories of yesterday's match.

He actually lost to that arrogant brat.

It wasn't the first time to lose, but the degree of unwillingness was far greater than the total loss to Tezuka.

There is actually a heart of fear on the court, the spirit is really too lax!

"You still have to hold the racket in your hand, don't get hurt."

Letting go of the unconsciously clenched fist, Sanada felt a slight displeasure in Nishihara's tone and was confused.

Probably an illusion, they are not so familiar.

Nishihara lowered his head and wrapped a bandage around his left hand.Her dark blonde hair shimmered in the setting sun streaming in through the window.

"Sanada-kun, yesterday's match was very exciting, after this battle, Sanada-kun has also grown up, hasn't he?"

This sentence is definitely comforting. Nishihara's helping him with the medicine can be classified as kindness. Although there are not many people in school who are not afraid of his black face, what Nishihara said is beyond the scope of interacting with strange classmates.

Xi Yuan's hand caressed the back of his hand, but the brief contact gave him signs of being comforted, and the lingering depression from yesterday slowly disappeared.

"Did Nishihara-kun go to the game?"

Few boys outside the tennis club will go to watch the game, most of them are girls, the tennis club is very popular in Lihai University, and the question just before doesn't look like someone who is interested in tennis.

Nishihara looked a little surprised that Sanada knew his name.

"When I arrived, it happened to be the singles match. Sanada-kun's match attracted the attention of all schools, and there were many spectators."

Of course, he still has this confidence.

The end of the bandage was tied, and Nishihara put away the ointment and was about to leave.

"Nishihara-kun," hurriedly called him, Sanada was about to thank him, but suddenly remembered the confession scene he saw just after school, and blurted out a question that he didn't understand at the time: "How do you know there is me behind the tree?"

The two questions are fused into one, how do you know there is someone behind the tree, and how do you know that it is him behind the tree.

With a low laugh, although it was a bit abrupt, he knew what he was asking, and Nishihara didn't make a fool of himself: "The tennis bag is not hidden properly, and there is a hat on the shadow." He left the infirmary after saying "You're welcome".

"Partner, do you feel that Sanada's mood has improved a lot since she came back?"

After sparring practice, Nioh put the racket on his shoulder and asked Yagyu who was wiping away his sweat.

Yagyu turned to Kirihara, who was practicing with Sanada, and raised his glasses.

"Genichiro's expression relaxes by 23%, Chiya is 25% less miserable than usual, and 68% lower than when Genichiro is in a bad mood. The probability that the improvement in mood is related to going to the health room is 86%, and the rest of the data is insufficient. judge."

The elusive willow pen kept shaking and appeared from behind the two of them. He was obviously the tallest person in the tennis club. How did he escape everyone's sight?

"Liu, how on earth can you tell from Sanada's face that he is not relaxed. Doesn't he only have three expressions: black face, sneer face and growling face, pooh."

Liu closed his notebook and looked behind King Ni, and Liu Sheng pushed his glasses and turned his head away.

"King Ni, carry Chiya down and replace you."

The hat boy with only three expressions was standing behind him with the second expression, and there was a lump of muddy kelp lying on the field where Sanada was originally playing.

"Hai Hai ~"

"Xianichiro, is there anyone else in the health room?"

Squinting eyes opened a small slit.

The place that can never be seen from the mirror is well smeared. The school doctor has already left work at this time, and there must be someone else to help, and the left hand that was injured yesterday has also been taken care of. He doesn't think Sanada will be so careful. degree.So who is it? Helping Sanada to apply medicine made Sanada feel better after being severely hit. He thought that Sanada would have to go home and chop up the scarecrows in the whole warehouse to calm down!

The glasses of Liu Sheng next to him flashed, and he began to pretend to be busy.

"Lian Er, you will be next."

This time it's face number one.

When Sanada began to greet the silver-haired boy with Furin Volcano, Marui, who had been eavesdropping nearby, dragged Kuwahara over.

"Is there a way to know who it is, Staff Officer?"

Marui's pink bubble popped, and his left hand hooked his Brazilian friend's neck and pulled him down.

"It's a bit difficult, unless a third person was present at the time. Now it's club activity time, and you can't go around asking who is passing by in that area of ​​the health room."

"It doesn't matter who it is," the glasses flickered, "Can you imagine Sanada being touched by someone on his face? Pfft~"

"Ah! It's King Ni." The other three turned their heads to look at the abused figure on the field, and then turned back.

"The one who commented on Sanada just now is..."

"It's me too~ But only my partner can see it's me talking."

Still wearing the willow skin, but pulling the braids out of the purple wig to let the wind out, Nioh put on his glasses in a serious manner.

"It's medicine."

Liu brought back the topic of crooked buildings.

"It's not wiped with a cotton swab, so how long does it take to paint the whole face. That's with your hands, don't you need to touch Sanada's face with your hands~ Pfft!"

Qieyuan, who was thrown on the ground with his corpse on his back, instantly regained his vitality, and immediately entered the gossip circle.

"What are you touching, I heard the name of the deputy minister!"

"Sanada will be angry if you say it like this..." Li Haida's last conscientious brother tried to prevent everyone from continuing to discuss.

The result, of course, is to be ignored.

"That picture is full of mosaics, I can't imagine it." Marui bit the bubble and shuddered, "Who dares to put his hand on Sanada's face!"

"We all have it today!" Kiera Hara bravely pointed out the facts.

Everyone was silent, looking down at their hands together, imagining the scene of "touching" Sanada's face with their hands——

Everyone shook, and Marui's bubble burst again.

Marui smacked Kirihara's head from behind, and a lump of kelp appeared on the ground again, and there is a time limit for cheating corpses.

"You guys are too busy." The sinister bass entered the gossip circle, and Sanada with the number one expression and Yagyu who took off Nioh's skin stood behind them.

"Lian Er, come here! The others run twenty laps around the field!"

The number three emoji appeared.

The medicine is very effective, and the cheeks that were still swollen from practice have almost disappeared when I got home, except for a little dark red, but Sanada's skin is dark, and I can't see it unless I look carefully.

After dinner, sitting on his knees on the tatami, Sanada recalled Nishihara's light question in the health room.

Tennis, is it fun?

I love playing tennis, no doubt about it.Whether it's guiding or abusing people or even killing the five senses, as long as you can improve your strength, hitting the wall and the ball machine is also a kind of fun.Now apart from his hobby, tennis is more of a responsibility for him, especially when Yukimura is working hard to recover and wants to come back to complete Lihai's three consecutive victories with them.

Only by becoming stronger, there will be no accidents in the national competition, such as the accident in the Kanto Conference.

It doesn't matter if it's fun or not, tennis is the most important part of his life right now.He has only one short-term goal, to win the national championship trophy with his teammates, and this time he has a great chance to face Tezuka, he will never lose to Tezuka again.

If the mind continues to fluctuate like this competition, the effect of Unknowing Ruyin will be greatly reduced, and the spirit must be more tenacious.

After calming down and clearing away distracting thoughts, Sanada began to practice daily Iai sword drawing.

The silver light of the blade flashed and disappeared, and went back and forth like this for many rounds.

He stood up, held the knife in both hands, his eyes sparkled, and he gave a loud shout, and scattered straws scattered on the ground.

A question suddenly popped into his mind: Nishihara entered the health room later than him and left earlier than him. What did he do in the health room?

The author has something to say: The emperor is obviously not as paralyzed as Bingshan

See how rich his expression is when he plays basketball ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Laughing almost the whole time