Wangwangzhi Never Miss You

I'm Hiroshi Yagyu, Class 20, Class A, Grade [-], Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.In addition to occupying the top three in the performance list for three consecutive years, he is also the outgoing president of the student union.

I don't remember when I started paying attention to that guy called "Son of the Devil" and "Fuji Shusuke", let alone when I provoked a white-haired fox named "Nio Masaharu".

Perhaps this matter should start with the first-year entrance examination.In that entrance exam, I did very well, with full marks in all subjects, and it was not in vain for me to study hard for so long before.

It's just that I didn't expect that in addition to my full marks in all subjects, there was also a guy named "Fu Er Zhou Zhu" who also got full marks.Because of the alphabetical order, he came up ahead and I had to come in second.When I saw the ranking list for the first time, I felt a little bit uncomfortable.

Afterwards, the teacher asked me to prepare a speech for freshmen. For some reason, I blurted out and asked, "That Fujisuke seems to have a perfect score in this entrance exam..."

The teacher told me, rather regretfully, that the guy had refused to speak on stage as freshman representative.

it is as expected.I don't even know why such an ungentlemanly thought came to me when I heard the news.

Standing on the rostrum, looking at the darkness under the stage, theoretically it should not be so easy to find a person who has never been masked.But I still felt at a glance that the boy with flaxen hair, squinting and smiling, sitting at the end of Class A of the first grade, should be that Fujisuke.

No reason, just gut feeling.

That guy is indeed that Fuji Zhousuke!

That guy really refused to join the student council!

That guy chose the tennis club for club activities? !

That guy really ranked first in every test, surpassing him, even if the two had the same score!

That guy actually started to talk to himself when he had nothing to do, what was he trying to do? !

Wait, when did it start, and there was another guy beside me who looked like a fox at first glance, but even more like a fox when he smiled? !

"May I ask, why did Nioh-kun find me?" Faced with Nioh Masaharu who came to my door for different reasons almost every day, the most important thing is that the guy who always squints and smiles is also nearby. Can hold back.

"Pfft~ I always feel that Yagyu-kun should suit my taste."

Puff?What is that strange pronunciation?Mantra?

What else is in line with appetite?I am not food.

I think my complexion must not be very good at that time, especially in front of that guy who is always smiling.

That day, a certain white-haired fox pulled me outside the tennis court where there were no people there, with my back facing the setting sun.Yu Hui shines on that palm-sized face, which lacks the usual ruffian fox-like smile, and has a little more proud face.

"Yagyu-kun, this is my battlefield, Piyo~"

Battlefield?This is also the battlefield of that guy.I turned my head and glanced at the tennis court surrounded by barbed wire.

"Yagyu-kun, I am a doubles player. So I hope that one day, it will be Yagyu-kun who will fight with me on this battlefield."

Even though the setting sun was behind his back, those dark green eyes shone brightly.That guy's eyes are also so clear, like the clear blue sky after being washed by thunderstorms on a hot summer day.

"Sorry, I already have a club, just in the golf club. And I don't plan to quit the golf club in a short time." Although I did feel a little bit excited for a moment, and after the new semester of the golf club started, I really I wasn't going to stay any longer, but in the end I chose to refuse.

Looking at the surprised expression that flashed across that pale and bloodless face, I suddenly looked forward to it.The Tennis Club of Lihai University is indeed much more interesting than the golf club with only upstart seniors.

In July, the Tennis Club won the Kanto Championship for [-] consecutive times.A month later, he won the national championship.On the pull-out page of the Tennis Monthly, I saw those charming ice-blue eyes again.

Son of the Devil?

The first-year junior head of the tennis club, the "Son of God", can be called "Son of God and Demon" side by side, I'm afraid there is only "Son of Devil".

Standing in front of the large glass window facing the tennis court in the student union office that day, hearing the deafening cheers from the tennis court, the whole person seemed to be boiling with enthusiasm.

"The King Li Haida! Ever Victory Li Haida!" The cheers lasted for a long time.

"The results of the tennis club this year are pretty good." On the side, the former president of the student council who is about to resign stood beside me at some point.

"Isn't it? I won my first national championship. I heard that their beauty minister Yukimura Seiichi also has a very attractive title, what is it called..."

"Son of God?" I saw the third grade senior hesitate and added.

"Yes, that's the 'Son of God'. I heard that the ambition is not small, and he plans to win three consecutive national championships. Unfortunately, next semester, third-year seniors like us will have to quit the club and study with peace of mind. If a young One or two years old, no matter what you want to join the tennis club. Even if you can’t make it into the main election and can’t participate in the competition, it’s good to be able to participate.”

"Just save yourself, the guy who always kicks the football towards his own goal, don't let me hold you back and make me look embarrassed."

"Isn't that a momentary mistake?"

……

The topic of that day got off track for some reason, but the former president of the student union, who was about to resign, told me in a rather regretful tone that the guy named "Fuji Shusuke" once again rejected the recruitment of the student union.

Did you reject it again?

Don't worry, senior.I am confident that I will drag that guy who wants to be lazy into the student union.I vaguely remember that I seemed to be so confident talking to my seniors at that time.If the previous guess is correct, the second semester can successfully lure people into the student union.I really thought so at the time.

After that, things developed exactly as I guessed.When I held that warm and soft right hand, my mood was more complicated than ever.But no matter how complicated the mood was, there was only one thought left in the end: no matter what the purpose of inviting me to the tennis club was, no matter how hard it was, I would stick to it.

As the senior who is about to leave the student union said, even if you can't make it to the main election and have no way to participate in the national championship three consecutive championships, it is good to participate.

It's just that I want more than just being able to participate.