Disciples are good, dolls are bad

"Ah? Teaching assistant? Just you?" Everyone looked at me suspiciously.

"What? You look down on me?"

"You are a girl, and you look weak and weak, and you were knocked out by a tennis ball. Can you play tennis?" Qianye asked.

"Of course. I also beat Echizen Minamijiro, the strongest samurai in the game."

"Really? But our team already has a coach." Baishi said.

"That question... Let's talk about it after you guys have compared with me." I smiled condescendingly and confidently.

The people present looked at each other and discussed with each other, then Shiraishi turned to look at me:

"Okay, let's compete."

Prince108. Hold your hand like this for a lifetime

The result of the competition was of course that I won, and it also let them see my strength, so I became an assistant coach other than the original coach of Sitianbaosi.During those two months, they were trained in hell-style devils.

I don't know why I train them when I'm not interested in tennis, maybe it's because they will meet Seigaku in the semi-finals, and Seigaku has Echizen Ryoma, and Echizen Ryoma is still a confused relationship for me .

At that time, I only knew that I wanted to figure out one thing. I wanted to figure out what my feelings for Echizen Ryoma were.

Memories kept appearing in front of my eyes, intertwined, and before I knew it, I fell into a deep sleep.

When I slowly opened my eyes again, I suddenly saw Shiraishi's enlarged face standing in front of me.

"……What are you doing?"

"Ah? You, are you awake?" Baishi was startled and quickly backed away.

"I'm asking what you were doing just now? Or, what do you want to do?" What the hell are you doing, kid?

"Uh, it's nothing, I just... want to kiss you." Baishi sat down beside him and lowered his head.

"...You bastard." I knew this kid had no good intentions: "My first kiss was already given to Echizen Ryoma."

"...I know. I don't care about the first kiss." He lowered his head and sighed deeply.

"...The game is over?" I was speechless and could only change the subject.

"Well, Qingxue won. As you said, we lost."

"...Really? Then, let's go home?" I got up and was about to leave, but Baishi suddenly grabbed me, and I turned my head in doubt.

"Shiroishi?"

"If...if the Qingxue people want you to go back to them, will you...will you go back?" Baishi avoided my gaze.

"...You want to ask if I will be with Echizen Ryoma, right?"

"..." Baishi was stunned for a moment and raised his head to look at me, and I looked at him calmly:

"Sorry, I can't answer this question yet, because I still don't know what my feelings for Echizen Ryoma are."

"Is it because you don't know your own mind, or you don't know his mind for you? I can feel that Echizen Ryoma likes you. You deliberately provoked me in front of me, which is enough to prove that kid's possessive desire for you. "

"Really? As the saying goes, the authorities are confused by the onlookers, but the outsiders can see clearly. Maybe...you can see more clearly than me, or maybe, it's just that you have misunderstood." The kid had that stupid attitude, Anyone who sees it will be upset.

"But I clearly saw the hostility towards me in his eyes, and it was the hostility between emotional rivals."

"Rival?"

"Although I didn't tell him that I like you, I think he also sensed it from my expression." Baishi smiled.

"...Baishi?" I was stunned for a moment. Although I knew very early on that Baishi had an ambiguous feeling for me, I always ignored it on purpose so as not to expose it. I didn't expect him to say it so readily.

"The coach asked me if something happened between me and you. I didn't answer at the time, but then I smiled wryly and said, it's not what happened, but what I wanted to happen, but you didn't allow it." Baishi Show a self-deprecating smile.

"..." I looked at him quietly, then sighed, and stopped looking into the distance: "Call the others, let's go back."

"No."

"What doesn't work?"

"Kintaro is still fighting Echizen Ryoma."

"Huh?" I froze for a moment, then looked back at him in surprise.

"Look, when I mention Echizen Ryoma, your expression is not right. Assistant, no, baby, the answer in your heart is already very clear, but you just don't want to face it."

"..." Speechless, I don't want to touch this topic.

"Actually, when you told me unintentionally, I felt it when you were dating Echizen Ryoma. You just didn't realize it, or you just didn't want to face the fact that you liked Echizen Ryoma." Shiraishi stood up : "Even if there are thousands of you who don't want to face Echizen Ryoma, I think he will still come to you. Rather than avoiding it, it's better to face it, isn't it better?"

"...you won't understand." I looked at him silently for a while, and I didn't start.Perhaps, as he said, what I really want to find out, what I really don't want to face, is Echizen Ryoma's feelings for me.Perhaps, I am afraid, afraid that his answer is not what I want.Maybe I did fall in love with him long ago, but I was just afraid that he didn't have that kind of affection for me...

I lowered my head, heard Shiraishi's sigh, and then felt him gently put his hand on my head:

"...Occasionally, smile at me."

I could hear the regret in Baishi's tone, but I was too weak to raise my head to face his expression.

I'm just... so useless.

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The game against Shitenboji is over, and all the players are ready to leave for Osaka.

I led Dabai aimlessly around the venue, I wanted to calm down before leaving.After leaving this time, perhaps, I will never see Echizen Ryoma again.

"Woof!" I was in a daze and suddenly heard Dabai's cry, I came back to my senses and looked down.

"Dabai, what's the matter?" I looked down and saw that Dabai seemed to be biting something in its mouth. I squatted down suspiciously and took out what it was biting, only to find that it was a tennis ball.

"Tennis?" I looked suspiciously, turned my backhand, and suddenly saw two familiar heads painted on tennis balls, so I was stunned.

Standing up slowly, he stared blankly at the portrait on the tennis ball in his hand.Familiar faces, familiar marks, my eyes began to blur.

"... Echizen... Ryoma..." The tip of his nose felt sore, as if he had returned to the moment when the two were sitting next to each other.

"...I'm here." A voice suddenly sounded behind me, I was taken aback for a moment, then turned my head abruptly, and sure enough I saw that familiar face.

I stared blankly at him with wide-open eyes, and I couldn't say anything.Just in a blur, I saw him approaching me step by step with that grinning smile on his face, but I stood there stiffly, I wanted to run away, but my feet couldn't move.

"I lost my ball. It seems that you picked it up." Ryoma stretched out his hand towards me. I held the tennis ball in my hand in a daze, and slowly stretched my hand forward. I wanted to let go and put the ball back into his hand. However, the hand holding the tennis ball could not be let go.

"Don't you want to give it back to me?" Long Ma smiled teasingly: "Since you like it so much, then I will give it to you. Anyway, it was originally yours."

"...No, no, I just..." The body doesn't listen!

"Your hands... seem to be shaking?"

"...No! That's not it!" I stretched out my other hand and tightly held the hand holding the tennis ball.

"...However, if I want to take it, it's still very easy." After speaking, Ryoma reached out and took my hand, and then gently opened my tightly clenched palm with the other hand, and easily took it I got the tennis ball, and I was there in a daze.

"Look. It's very simple." As he spoke, he raised his hand and smiled at me.

"..." I stared blankly at his smile.I am usually proud, why did my pride and self-esteem collapse when I saw him.

"...Why?" I lowered my head.

"what?"

"Why... why do you come here every time to disturb my calm mood! When I see you, my calmness is gone! Why do I become so embarrassed! Why do you still appear in my presence at this time? In front of you! It would be nice to part ways like this and never see each other again, and I won't...I won't be in such a mess!" I covered my face and cried, unable to bear it any longer.

"...Yeah, why?" Ryoma tilted his head and smiled.

"...Maybe..." The answer buried in my heart is ready to come out: "...Maybe I like you..." Ah, I understand, I finally understand, in fact, I have already understood.

"...Maybe, you should remove that 'maybe'...?"

"..." I was stunned, looked up at him, tears streaming down my face:

"...why...why are you always so confident?" Since when did I become the one who lacked confidence?

"...Yeah, why? Maybe, I like you too." She tilted her head and smiled softly.

"..." I stared blankly at his confident smile.This victory was doomed from the very beginning...

In the next second, I smiled all over my face:

"Go ahead, brat, you should get that 'maybe' out too?"

"Madamadadane."

The loose hand finally clenched again.This time, never let go.Hold your hand like this for the rest of your life and never let go.

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