Disciples are good, dolls are bad

I am so proud of my hair! ! ! "

"...It's still far away." Long Mala pulled her hat, looked at the "Martian Doll" pulled away by Dashi and the others, and sighed slightly.

The clouds cleared, the fog cleared, the rain finally stopped, and the sun came out.

Dashi and Taocheng looked up at the sky.

"It seems that the game will start soon. Speaking of which, where did that guy Kaitang go?"

"He might be doing imagination exercises."

Kaitang is back, and the game begins.

"The third match of singles. Youth Academy, Kaidou. Fudo Peak, Kamio."

Ryuzaki Sumire looked at the field with her arms folded, and glanced sideways at the "Martian Baby" who was sitting aside and was still working.

"Hey baby, are you done yet? Stop messing with your hair."

"Hmph, stingy old woman, if you don't give me money to do the ion perm, I will be self-sufficient. I don't believe I can straighten this hair! Ahh!" I looked in the mirror, spit, and wiped it on my hair superior. (so dirty)

"Speaking of which...how did you get struck by lightning?"

"...Uh, this..." He scratched his hair guiltyly: "...What do you think?"

"I think you have suffered retribution, right? You are usually so stingy and stingy, it's no wonder you don't get struck by lightning."

"Go for seppuku, old woman. I'm stingy because I want to make money to do great things, but you don't even give me the money to do ion scalding, so you should be struck to death by lightning."

"Senior Sister Baby, this is the hairspray you want." Gan handed over the hairspray, and I reached out to catch it.

"Oh, it's just in time." Otherwise, my saliva would be exhausted.

"That's a common way to make excuses."

"Huh." Too lazy to talk nonsense with her, I continued to arrange my poor abused hair.

"Speaking of which, it's still in the competition. If you want to do it, you can go to the bathroom to do it?"

"There is no mirror in the bathroom, how can I appreciate my beautiful hair?"

"...Have you never been to the bathroom? There is a big mirror in the bathroom now."

"Really? Why didn't you say it earlier? I'm going~"

"... What a vigorous and resolute child."

"Huh?" Katsuo turned his head and looked beside him, only to find that Sakura was gone: "Where did Ryuzaki-san go?"

"Ah, she really disappeared."

"She said she was going to the bathroom."

"I need to hurry up, the game has already started!" Sakura hurriedly rushed back to the court: "Wow, I seem to have lost my way..."

"Where is the stadium? Bang!" Suddenly bumped into someone walking by.

"it hurts!"

"Ah, sorry! I didn't see..."

"What? You stepped on someone else, it's useless to just say sorry. Eh?"

"Ugh..."

"..." came out of the bathroom in a gloomy mood: "It sucks...it really sucks..."

My hair turned into a ball of burnt eggs... It was just done well, but... it's really terrible...

Now I really want to hit someone... to lay the foundation for my beautiful hairstyle...

"Don't bother me!" Suddenly a voice came from beside me, and I turned my head to look.

Xing was pushed to the ground, and Sakura who was beside her was startled.

"Uh, what are you doing!"

"Shut up and leave immediately!"

"Which school do you belong to?" Xing stood up angrily and walked over: "Being rough on girls is the worst thing!"

"What are you talking about? Are you courting death?" The boy grabbed Xing's collar, and Sakura looked at her worriedly.

"Don't do it, stop it..."

"...Hello." Suddenly a cold hand touched his shoulder, and he turned his head strangely.

"Bang!" With a sound, he was knocked to the ground with a punch.Sakura looked up in surprise.

"Ah, Sister Doll!"

"You were with Echizen and the others at the street court last time..." Xing also looked at the person in front of her in surprise.

"You, what are you doing!"

"...My old lady, I am worried that I will not have a chance to vent my anger. Since you have come to the door by yourself, then I will not be polite..." "Kalakala..." Clasped hands and pressed the palms, there was a crisp sound from the joints sound.

"You, what do you want to do!"

"...Do you know that I am in a terrible mood, my old lady, and you dare to cause trouble in front of me? You will bear the blame for this blame, so let you take the place of the dead ghost..."

"What, what..."

"I hit!!!"

"Ah!" He swung his fist and hit the target.

"Boy, baby girl..."

"Crackling..." (someone being flattened)

"Okay, amazing..."

"Okay, so scary..."

Both Ying Nao and Xing looked at the heroic scene in front of them in surprise, one felt admiration, and the other felt terrible.

After 10 minutes, he stretched out his hand to pat the dust and blood on his body, and glanced at someone who fell to the ground in a shapeless shape.

"C'mon, it's really boring. I lost my breath after just beating for a while, what kind of man are you? Just eunuch and become a eunuch."

"My baby, my senior sister, thank you! It's all because of my fault that this happened."

"Ah, this person really can't bear to be beaten, let's find another K to beat him up." He rubbed his shoulders and prepared to look for the next target to vent his anger on.

"Ah, wait a minute!" Xing called out hastily.

"What?" Holding his booger, he turned and glanced at her.

"Excuse me, are you also from Qingxue?"

"Ah? What is Qingxue? Do you think it's human trafficking in the old society?"

"Uh, I mean... are you a student of Youth Academy?"

"Senior Sister Baby is the manager of the Qingxue Tennis Club!"

"Manager?" Xing was stunned: "So you are the manager of Qingxue!"

"What are you doing? Want to get my autograph? I don't have time, old lady."

"Ah, no, I'm just surprised, hehe. I'm a second-year student at Fudo Peak, and my name is..."

"Your name is Ju Xing, you're the younger sister of that head of Juzi, right?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

"Because I am a god."

"Uh, heh. By the way, your Qingxue is playing against my brother and the others. Don't you want to watch?"

"I'm not interested in the game. I played really badly just now, and I'm going to find someone to beat me up again, so I'm leaving first."

"Ah, goodbye, Senior Sister Baby!"

Xing looked at someone who was walking away, and then turned to look at Sakura who was beside her.

"Is she your senior sister?"

"Ah, yes, Sister Baby is not only the manager of the tennis department, but also the assistant teacher of the martial arts department. She is a very powerful person."

"Oh? A teaching assistant? I really can't tell. She looks younger than me." It looks like a first grader at most.

"Hehe, Sister Doll is very cute."

"Cute? It's scary, right?" The scene just now was scary in retrospect.

"Uh, hehe, many people say that. But I think Sister Baby is a very good person, although sometimes it is really scary, hehe."

"Really? After all, she is the manager of the team, why doesn't she care about the game at all?"

"Senior Baby is not interested in the game. I heard from my grandma that Senior Sister Hua is very good at tennis. It was my grandma who finally brought her in to be the manager."

"Your grandma?"

"Well, it's Aigaku's coach Sumire Ryuzaki."

"Ah, so you are her granddaughter?"

"kindness!"

prince16．Regional preliminaries end

"The game is over, Qingxue Haitang won! [-]-[-]"

"He succeeded!"

"Wow~ I won, I won!"

"hiss……"

"It's finally time for the next game." Sumire Ryuzaki turned to look at the field.

Ryoma and Shenji stood on the field.

"This is a best-of-five game. As long as we win one more game, we will be the champions. Go beat them, Echizen!"

"Echizen! Come on!"

"Finally it's Echizen Ryoma's turn to play. As the second seed in singles." Saori looked at Ryoma on the field excitedly.

"Don't patronize watching the game and forget the opportunity to take pictures." Inoue reminded.

"I got it!"

"Son of Echizen Nanjiro, let those people see your talent." Ryuzaki Sumire looked at Ryoma with a smile.

"Dear children, Mommy, I'm back!" I was in a good mood and reached out to say hello. (Author Flower Arrangement: What mother-san? Do you think you run a brothel? Dolls with boogers: Wrong, it’s a cowboy’s shop.)

"Oh? Are you in a good mood? What did you do?" It's really strange. I was busy mourning for her hair just now, but now I have an expression of "I'm in a good mood" in a blink of an eye?

"Hey, guess what."

"..." With a "money obsessed" expression on his face: "Did you make money again?"

"Hey, you really understand me." He sat down beside him, and took out a large amount of banknotes from his pocket.

"Let me tell you, I'm so lucky! Just now because I was in a bad mood, I went to find someone to fight, but strictly speaking, that person was beaten by me. Then when I was about to leave, suddenly I found a lot of money in his pocket, so I was lucky enough to pick up so much!"

"...It wasn't picked up, it should be stolen?"

"What are you talking about? I'm a good boy. I didn't steal it. I picked it up from his pocket."

"...Since it was picked up, it should be handed over to the teacher or the police uncle. Haven't you heard that it's okay to pick up gold?"

"No. The teacher said that if you find something, even if you hand it over to the police, they won't go looking for the owner. You have to take it home and sell it for money or keep it for yourself, so that you can make the best use of it."

"...Who are you lying to? It's obvious that you are obsessed with money and see money."

"Hmph, this is called taking from the people and using it for the people."

"You think I'm a three-year-old?"

"Hey, don't insult three-year-olds, their brains are much smarter than yours."

"..." I really wanted to slap him.

"Ryoma has