[Net King] Please play tennis with the professional me

the person I like.

There will be no one else but Ryoma.

I used the tip of my tongue to touch the position where the wisdom teeth hadn't grown yet. Recently, it has always been aching, as if some hidden emotional flowers are eager to get out.

The heartbeat sounded like a war drum, as if to tell everyone that the battle had started.

It was Ryoma who struck first, and I could only fight in a roundabout way.

"Fight one game, and I'll tell you if I win."

"……cut."

The final result of that day was my victory to end the damn frightening topic. Before saying goodbye to Ryoma, I tried hard for a long time to hold back a few words.

"If you want to know the answer, just beat me. I'll tell you when you win."

He was putting the racket in the bag, and after finishing packing, he threw it on his shoulder and left without looking back: "I'm not interested."

Not interested is best.

I couldn't help laughing behind his back.

I am also more interested in tennis than this topic of puppy love.Among all the young Japanese girls around me, I seemed out of place.

Sun Sunflower expressed her incomprehension towards my behavior as a nun.

I'm also baffled by her relationship with Gan Zhenzhi's meteoric rise in Monk Zhang Er.

On the day of the second round of the Kanto Contest, I received a text message from Hinata early in the morning.The opponent of the men's tennis team this time is Shonan Chengcheng, a famous sports school.

Hinata Kui told me that she was going to watch the second round of the men's net department, and let me do my best.

In order to make up for her behavior, she added: [I will take good care of your Echizen for you. ]

[It is also unnecessary. ]

Our opponent in the second round of women's tennis is Liujiao Middle School.

Compared with the difficult wins in the men's tennis department, which always come back against the wind, we have always been smooth.Before the game, none of us thought it would be this difficult.

The Horikita sisters played as doubles two.This kind of game arrangement is to stabilize the morale of the army. With the tacit understanding between the two twins, it should have been easy to win the doubles.

But this time they encountered a combined doubles of strength and skill.

For the two sisters who win with tacit understanding and skill, the strength type is a very restrained opponent, but when the two opposites cooperate, their abilities are doubled.

And the main candidates of Liujiao Middle School all hold a variety of tennis rackets, and those tennis rackets that match their playing characteristics also help them virtually.

The skillful one is Meko Ishikawa. From the mouths of the audience, we have heard a lot of rumors about her. She is an all-round tennis player who can catch even the most tricky angles. Her tennis racket is very short and should be It is made by rubbing the edge of the shortest length of the tennis racket.

And her partner Ninomiya Ya was born with superhuman strength. It is said that when she was a child, her wrist strength was almost the same as that of an adult man.Her tennis racquet has a large surface, and it looks very oppressive.

The situation on the court was almost one-sided, except for Horikita and the others who won the first serve, they basically didn't get any points.

The game progressed to 4-1.Meko Ishikawa opened their ball with a tennis ball again, knowing that this was equivalent to feeding the ball, but Yuri Horikita was forced to hit a lob, and Ninomiya took the opportunity to hit her best jumping smash.

This blow left a faint gray mark on the court, Horikita Sakurako flew to try to save the ball, the bouncing ball suddenly accelerated and hit Horikita Sakurako's wrist hard.

"what!"

This game had to end because of Horikita Sakurako's injury, and Liujiao Middle School won their first victory.

Horikita Sakurako couldn't help but get red eyes while sitting on the sidelines, her wrists were already swollen, and she looked very perverted.

Ishikawa Meko and Ninomiya Ya came over. Ninomiya Yako had no intention of hurting anyone, but she still apologized very apologetically and offered to accompany Horikita Sakurako to the hospital.

Everyone hurriedly urged Horikita Sakurako to go to the hospital, and Horikita Yuri followed along, rubbing the same red eyes.

Kaiben Tianyin and I are ready to play, and our situation is no more optimistic than theirs.

This time the opponent is the twins doubles combination that Kaiben Tianyin and I are the worst at dealing with.

"Which side?"

"front."

Kaiben Tianyin turned the racket so that the backside of the racket was facing up.

The starters are Hekagon Junior High School twins Koizumi Hoshi and Koizumi Tsuki, whose rackets look as normal as ours.

When Kaiben Tianyin and I were in Seigaku, the pair we practiced most often was the Horikita sisters. The level of tacit understanding between the twins is unimaginable to most people, and what Kaiben Tianyin and I lack most is tacit understanding.

The more than ten years of acquaintance between a pair of sisters growing up is incomparable to the running-in of the two of us in just half a year.

The biggest advantage is strength.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Kaiben Tianyin patted my shoulder, and she whispered in my ear: "Play your own ball."

Nodding indiscriminately, I walked to the back row and stood on the bottom line.

Two identical opponents stood opposite each other, with the same serious face and tall and slender figure.The invisible pressure hits the face.

Unexpectedly, they did not break serve, and the Koizumi team showed their extraordinary tacit understanding in the first round.

Their strength is definitely above Horikita and the others.

After serving two rounds each, the score was still tied at 3-3, and the field was changed again in the seventh round.

Kaiben Tianyin was silent, she picked up the water bottle and took two sips, as if trying to quench the anxiety in her chest.

Sawako Domoto sat on a chair in the infield and looked at the two of us steadily: "Are you in a hurry?"

I shook my head, Kaiben Tianyin glanced at me and wiped off her sweat: "Xiaoling is not in a hurry, so I won't be in a hurry either."

I looked over puzzled, and she blinked: "The telepathy of the soul partner."

"..."

After this cold joke, going on stage was not so boring.

I closed my eyes and opened the world of lines.

Still with the black and white block of thick ink as the background, Koizumi Xing and Koizumi Yue have exactly the same line shape, and even the curves and radians of the lines are surprisingly consistent.

The lines of the two of them weaved into a fishing net, enveloping Kaiben Tianyin and me.

The white line that belongs to me slowly crawls towards Kaiben Tianyin's gray line, reading every subtle movement of her.

I remember that at the very beginning, Kaiben Tianyin’s colors in the line world were also colorful, and there were many colors, the kind that made my eyes hurt when I looked at it more often.

Later, her color gradually peeled off as we became more and more tacit, until the last time I competed with Keigo Atobe and Takahiro Kabaji of Hyodi, Kaiben Tianyin's line color became the same white as mine.

The gray now is a color between the black of the stadium and my white.

This means that for me, Capeben Tianyin is as harmonious, familiar and friendly as the stadium and myself.

I know the game better than myself.

I am the freest, happiest and most like myself on the court.

It turns out that Kaiben Tianyin has already discovered this, and in a place I didn't notice, it became one of the existences that made me feel at ease and depend on.

I don't need to be nervous at all, I don't need to think too much.

Don't try to guess which tennis ball is most like my own.

"Like" is the most wrong word.

My tennis is my tennis.

No need to think about what style, no need to guess what kind of shot.

Only when facing an opponent does it need to collect data and reason about the opponent's attack methods.

Face yourself, just do it.

"Xiaoling, serve."

"it is good."

The yellow-green ball bounced again after touching the ground and returned to my palm.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

Throw it to the dazzling sun, swing the racket, the ball and the sphere make meaningless tones, and rush to the destination without hesitation.

"15-0, Qingxue leads."

"30-0, Qingxue leads."

"40-0, Qingxue leads."

"4-3, Qingxue leads."

"5-3, Qingxue leads."

"6-3, Qingxue wins."

Until the end of the game, my heart was still beating. It was a physiological reaction after strenuous exercise, and it was also my instinctive reaction after breaking through myself.

Everyone from the Women's Tennis Club rushed over, and I heard Kaiben Tianyin brag brazenly: "It's all helped by my soul partner. Let's see if our Xiaoling can help us today."

"You just want to say that you are that god?" Bei Chuanho rolled his eyes.

Kaiben Tianyin laughed, "Maybe."

Tsuruta Mei rushed over and hugged me: "Don't add a name to yourself, don't try to have a relationship with our Fairy Xiaoling."

"Too cunning! I want to hug a fairy too!"

The singles player San Kitakawaho, who was about to play, gave me a big hug in the name of rubbing light.

"Okay, don't be so tense after the race, relax." Domoto Sawako patted my back, "Your progress is really scary."

I smiled and didn't answer. After all, I know that this is not progress, but that I have found the original state.

The next game went smoothly, Kitagawa Ho and Tsuruta Mi even performed supernormally, directly avoiding Sawako Domoto's chance to play.

After the game, I rushed to find Ryoma.

Facing him was a bruised face.

"??!!"

Ri Xiangkui didn't mind watching the excitement, and Dadi shared with me the cause and effect.Well, it's Echizen Ryoma again!Not afraid of death!Challenge others!

He also walks around with all the bruises on his face.

I dragged him to find a chair and sat down, "Apply medicine!"

"No need, just scratches."

"It's just a scratch? A scratch isn't a wound? I have a bad personality, and the only face I can see is always hurt!" I wiped the wound with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol. Wrinkled face.

The handsome guy who was in trouble didn't care about his injured face, and pointed to the person on the other side: "That guy was injured by me, and he didn't deal with it."

"Can you two do the same?"

Ryoma paused, honestly let me clean all the wounds, and suddenly whispered: "Worry about me?"

"Who is worried about you? You are doing it to yourself. Why are you always provoking others when you are idle?"

"Hey~ That's not what your expression says."

I became angry from embarrassment, "It's killing you! You are still far behind!"

"Yeah~ It's still a long way~"

Doubly ashamed, I took a cotton swab and dipped it into the potion, and slapped his wound hard, "Talk to me!"

The corners of his raised mouth froze, and he gasped in pain, "It hurts, hurts!"

"Humph!"

I was still a little annoyed when I packed up the medicine kit and stuffed it back into the tennis bag, and I was even angrier when I looked back at his face that looked even more funny after applying the medicine.

Ryoma wanted to reach out to touch his face, but I hurriedly grabbed that deadly hand, "No!"

"itch……"

"Hold on!"

Seeing him settle down, I was about to let go of my hand, but he grabbed me back and grabbed me back: "...Today, Senior Kawamura said that you can eat all you can eat with unlimited sushi."

"so what?"

"So...let's go together."

The author has something to say:

Ryoma: So don't be angry, let's go together.

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No, someone has evolved into my roundworm, and I can even guess it when I update today.

Looks like I'll have to find a weird time(?) for my next update

Just kidding hahahahahaha, if there is no update tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, everyone will have to wait another four or five days, because I am going back to school, and those days are very busy.

On the 18th, I took the cat for an injection and had to organize things. I will go back on the 19th, and classes will start on the 21st. I even have more than 20 couriers waiting to pick them up.

Unexpectedly, I still have a lot of classes in my senior year, but I can update the essay on weekends.

Still the same sentence, I will try my best to be diligent (beaten)

The next few chapters are probably daily chapters again, but don’t worry, I can spoil them, before the plot is over, we won’t be together (?)

Show you a love marathon(?)

I think playing tennis is more important than being in love is secondary(?)

So why did I write it so long?

Finally, the city became Shonan, and there are daily articles, national competitions, America (yes, I spoiled it again), and U17. After U17, I won’t write manga plots anymore, and I’ll just jump into adulthood bro sisters.I want to implement the animation plot from beginning to end! (just lazy)

When you're an adult, it's over (?)