[Net King] After I successfully prostituted Yukimura Seiichi

In April, the streets of Kanagawa were already covered by cherry blossoms. When the wind blows, large swaths of pink and white petals fall. Although the temperature is still cool, the two hot-blooded teenagers who have just finished strenuous exercise are still sweating.

Fumta Marui lay down on the tennis court with no scruples, panting heavily, holding the racket in one hand, his chest heaving violently.

Kurosawa didn't give way too much, but he didn't lie down directly, but sat cross-legged on the ground. By this time, the outcome of the game was no longer important. No one wanted to count points when he was so tired.

Kurosawa slowed down for a while, and then stood up on the ground, "Marui, go back!" He stretched out his hand towards Marui Bunta.

Marui Fumta smiled, took Kurosawa's hand and stood up.

"It's really fun to play," Marui said with a smile, but he thought of something, and then his face became a little strange, "However, I always have a kind of illusion..."

"What?" Kurosawa asked strangely.

"Hmm... the sound of playing just now is so strange, it's a bit like listening to music, maybe it's my illusion!" Marui Fumta scratched his head, throwing this unrealistic thought out of his head.

Kurosawa tilted his head to look at him, his blue eyes blinked, and then he smiled brightly and put his arms around Marui's shoulders, "Let's go, let's go eat something! I'll treat you to whatever you want!"

Today, thanks to Marui Bunta, he has further found a tennis style that suits him, and this meal is of course his treat.

Marui Fumta didn't know this, and felt a little embarrassed, "How embarrassing! Then let's go eat dessert! I know a new shop!"

"Hey, hey! I'm so sorry I didn't see you!"

Probably because he met a new friend who was also cheerful. He was in a good mood until the next day when he sat in the classroom. He hummed a tune cheerfully and quietly, and took out the math textbook he was going to use in the morning.

Even mathematics can't stop him from being happy!

Seiichi Yukimura obviously also felt that his tablemate was in a good mood, after all, he even hummed lightly. Thinking that Kurosawa had won against his opponent and joined the tennis club, Seiichi Yukimura couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Are you in a good mood?" Seiichi Yukimura said, looking at Kurosawa with a smile.

Kurosawa paused, then looked at his deskmate with a smile, "Yeah, I made a great new friend yesterday!"

"That's right, Kurosawa-san's ability to make friends is really great!" This kind of words that would turn into ridicule if not spoken well, was just a sincere admiration from Yukimura Seiichi's mouth.

Kurosawa smiled even brighter. He nodded his head a few times hastily, and seriously praised his new friend, "Marui is a very good friend. He is very cheerful and talkative! The most important thing is that he can also play tennis, too. From our tennis club, you will definitely know his Yukimura too!"

Seiichi Yukimura listened to Kurosawa's praise for Marui, stared at Kurosawa with purple blue eyes for a while, for some reason, he always had an illusion...

Why does Kurosawa always have a pair of dog ears on his head... When he encounters something he likes or is interested in, he will stand up reflexively.

After Kurosawa praised his friend for being refreshed, he picked up the thermos cup and took a sip of water, moistened his throat, then thought of something and asked, "Yukimura, is your game over? You won?"

He was thumping in his heart, saying so much in front of Yukimura, he actually didn't know the result of Yukimura Seiichi's club entry match, if the other party didn't enter the tennis club, wouldn't it be pricking his heart!

Yukimura Seichi laughed, and he nodded, "If you win, we will be in one department from now on. Do you want to go to the stadium together after school?"

Yukimura Seiichi's tentative invitation, as expected, after he finished speaking, Kurosawa's eyes could be clearly seen brighter, he could even imagine that the ears on the other side's head were shaking, and the tail behind him was also wagging stand up.

"Okay, okay!" Kurosawa suddenly grabbed Yukimura Seiichi's hand on the table, and said solemnly, "Let's make progress together! Grow together! Finally, we will be No. 1 in tennis!"

This is Kurosawa's mission, and saying it out strengthened his determination!

The system was moved by his self-consciousness, waved the flag and cheered for Kuisawa, "Kurosawa!!! I really didn't misread you, this is courage!"

"Okay!" Seiichi Yukimura's eyes became serious, he nodded, and took Kurosawa's hand back, "Let's dominate the tennis world together!"

The sun was rising in the sky, and it was time for the morning math class. Kurosawagawa, the No. 1 man in the tennis class, was shouting passionately, lying on the desk with a dead face, with the math textbook under his cheek.

Although he has been in school for many years, his brain is full of music. You expect him to be good at studying. I thought that education in Japan would be easier, but it really came to the world of mathematics...

Kurosawa still felt that his eyes were dark and he was drowsy. It was too difficult. He used to fly at low altitude in mathematics... Now he doesn't remember anything.

Kurosawa turned his head and looked at his tablemate who was as gentle as white jade. The other party was listening to the teacher's lesson seriously, and the notes were full of words.

Remembering that before class, I swore to make an appointment with the other party to dominate tennis, but now I was suddenly held back by mathematics... Could there be someone more unlucky than me...

Kurosawa took a deep breath, finally picked up the pen, and stared at the writing on the blackboard tightly. I can't be knocked down. No one can stop what I, Kurosawa, want to do!

Kurosawa, who was groping his dazed brain and slumped on Yukimura Seiichi's shoulder, squinted his eyes half-closed, and was taken step by step by Yukimura Seiichi to the cafeteria.

Yukimura Seichi is very helpless, Kurosawa is obviously not the kind of person who accepts when he sees a deal, he is the kind of person who climbs up the ladder, after the incident in the morning, Kurosawa obviously unilaterally feels that they can hold hands It's about going to the cafeteria to eat.

Yukimura Seiichi's upbringing is just like his appearance, perfect, and his personality is not as dark-bellied as in the future. He is still a gentle and kind-hearted boy in essence.

There was nothing he could do about Kurosawa's thick skin. In the end, he could only treat Kurosawa as a large walking pendant, dragged it to the cafeteria, and finished eating.

Taking Kurosawa to the table with Sanada and the others, Seiichi Yukimura introduced Sanada and Yanagi Renji with a smile.

Kurosawa knew Yanagi Renji. He had met him before, and Sanada had met him too. Without Yukimura Seiichi's introduction, he smiled kindly and said, "My name is Kurosawagawa, and we have all met before!"

Genichiro Sanada nodded, and had no objection to Yukimura bringing Kurosawa here.

On the other hand, Liu Lian Er looked at Kurosawa meaningfully, and then continued the conversation between him and Sanada just now, "Sanada and I were talking about the tennis team having finished the competition, and this year there are a total of 120 recruits, which is more than in previous years. There are more than twenty people."

"Well, after all, Kanto has won so many times in a row, even if it's for credits, some people will be tempted!" Yukimura Seichi nodded.

"It's fun when there are more people!" Heisawa has no pressure to compete with others. Perhaps, he has never worried about this aspect. He is looking forward to this kind of pressure, and his strong competitive spirit drives him to fight hard all the time. effort.

"Fun?" Obviously Genichiro Sanada is a very serious person, he frowned and said, "You are too lax! Playing with things and losing one's ambition, a lot of people means fierce competition, just thinking about playing will not make progress!"

Sanada obviously came from an upright and old-fashioned family, and Kurosawa analyzed in his heart that such people are generally at a loss for other people's straight balls and have nothing to do.

In other words, Kurosawa, who doesn't like to beat around the bush in some ways, is Sanada's nemesis.