Wangwangzhi Never Miss You

At the moment of returning the ball, Marui Bunta's hand shook slightly, and the yellow-green ball was lifted high.Fujisuke flashed his figure, jumped up again, and dunked the ball heavily towards Jack Kuwahara, who was in charge of the backcourt.

"Jack!" Fumta Marui turned his head to the side and reminded.

Before Marui Bunta's words fell, Jack Kuwahara, who was holding the racket with both hands, had already chased after him, and a beautiful Jack Knife hit the ball back.It's a pity that before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the yellow-green ball rushed towards him again.

Could it be that this is trying to compete with Jack Sangyuan in stamina?

Jack Kuwahara, who has always been very confident in his physical strength, lost his position in the main election by accident last year, but he has tempered himself a lot.Therefore, in terms of endurance, Jack Kuwahara did not feel that he would lose to the slender "son of the devil".

But as time went by, Jack Kuwahara vaguely felt something was wrong.

"Jack, left!"

"Bunta, don't remind me!" Before Marui Bunta's voice fell, he heard Fuji Shusuke's scolding voice, "Kuwahara, the tacit understanding between you and Marui should be enough, work hard to break through!"

"Well, that Marui-senpai, the ball just now... should be on the right side." On the field, Urayama Shiita, who has not bad insight, muttered in a very low voice.

"Puff~" Nioh Masaharu, who had extraordinary dynamic vision, was keenly aware of the changes on the court.In fact, Nioh Masaharu vaguely felt that something was wrong when he was outside the Tokyo competition just now, and now he is naturally more sure of this guess in his heart.Unfortunately, it is not yet clear how to do this.

How should I put it, I haven't seen him in just a few days, the mental power of that "son of the devil" has increased, there is no doubt about it.The point is that the breath of the whole person, or the sense of existence has weakened, sometimes it is like air, knowing that it exists, but can't feel where it is.The reason for this may have something to do with the disturbance of the mental power of the audience.

Of course, Nioh Masaharu knew that it should not be that simple.

"Fuji abandoned the gorgeous style of play, and it feels more and more similar to Yukimura's playing style." Yagyu Hiroshi turned his head and glanced at his minister who was not wearing a sports jacket, and a light flashed in his glasses.

Sports jacket?It is still worn on the "son of the devil" at the moment.Just now someone thought it was too hot and wanted to take it off, but the Lord forbade it.

resemblance?maybe.Or...it should be said "Back to Basics".With a gentle smile on his face, Yukimura Seiichi looked at the slender figure on the court, feeling very good.

The score on the field can be said to be one-sided to Shusuke Fuji, although even before the game, most people present guessed that Marui Bunta and Jack Kuwahara would most likely lose.But when the score of "5-0" appeared, and when the sixth game was "0-15" behind, it was not a matter of losing a little ugly.

Not a single point.

"0-30!" With a clean smash, hitting the gap between Marui Bunta and Jack Kuwahara, Fuji Shusuke scored again.

With the last two goals remaining, the game should be over.

Obviously tacit understanding is enough, why not? !Don't they trust each other enough? !

Marui Fumta raised his eyes and looked to the side, looking extremely tired. Even his partner Jack Kuwahara, who was not looking very good, squeezed the tennis ball in his hand hard, and after hitting the ball, leaning forward with his body, Go straight to the net.

On the other side of the fence, the guy who was squinting closed his eyes at some point, and the whole person seemed to be haunted, elusive.

"15-30!"

This ball, because Fujisuke did not catch it, Marui Bunta and Jack Kuwahara scored a point, and they scored the first point after the start of the game.

"Bunta, Kuwahara, it doesn't matter if you lose the first place because of this?" Fuji Shusuke hit the ball back easily, while turning his head to look at Seiichi Yukimura who was standing outside the court. comments on.

What? !Lose the right to choose? !

For third graders, this summer is already the last summer.After all, after the national competition is over in a few days, it's time to quit the tennis club and abdicate.More than two years of hard work, isn't it for three consecutive national championships?If there is no place in the main election, then even the substitutes will not be eligible for the final national competition championship battle.

"Shousuke's proposal can be considered!" Just as everyone present looked at his minister standing on the field, Yukimura Seiichi thought for a moment and agreed to Fujisuke's suggestion.

"Yukimura..." Genichiro Sanada frowned visibly.

"That's the decision. Marui and Kuwahara, if there is no way to 'synchronize', then the qualification for the main election will be disqualified!" As Yukimura Seiichi's voice spread to this side of the court, Fuji Shusuke controlled the racket from up to down. Cut, returning a slice cleanly.

Zero chipping? !

If you want to disqualify me and Jack from the main election, don't even think about it!

Marui Fumta flew towards the block, narrowly saving the yellow-green ball.The ball slowly crossed the block and flew directly to Fuji Shusuke who had been waiting in front of the block.

Keep smashing!

Fujisuke made a backhand swing with his right hand and hit the ball to the upper right corner of the back half of the court.

This time, without Fumta Marui's reminder, Jack Kuwahara rushed towards the field on his left, but in the middle of the way, because of a short image afterimage inexplicably appeared in his mind, after a moment of hesitation, he resolutely turned around body, ran in the opposite direction.

The tennis ball that should have landed on the left-hand side of the court inexplicably appeared at the corner kick on the right-hand side.The weight of the ball has exceeded Jack Kuwahara's expectation.With the rotation of his body, Jack Kuwahara gritted his teeth and barely pulled the ball up, and then hit the ball back hard.

"Yagyu-senpai, who was that just now?" Naoki Asai, a first-year student, asked softly.

"Should be 'BlackJackKnife', unfortunately..."

"Out! 15-40!"

Accompanied by Liu Renji's voice, Marui Bunta and Jack Kuwahara on the field seemed to be covered with a hazy white mist, and even their voices had a superimposed effect.

"No two, I don't intend to lose the first place! Absolutely!" X2

"Pfft~ It's not easy." Nioh Masaharu had the usual foxy smile on his face, but there was a little more obvious relief between his brows.After all, he is a deskmate and companion who has been together day and night for more than two years, so he naturally does not want to see Bunta Marui lose his position as the main candidate.But sometimes this guy really has to push.

Fortunately fortunately...

The author has something to say:

I feel that the probability of Marui Bunta and Jack Sangbara being able to practice coherence is really not high, so I had to secretly open a back door...