Disciples are good, dolls are bad

It's on.The first is to waste my time, energy and money.Haven't you heard that time is money? "

"Then I'll give you money, right? Now you should compare with me, right?"

"Although I have money, I will definitely make it, but this matter is too troublesome, and I don't want to get angry."

"What do you mean?"

"Being low-key, you know?" If I compete with you and accidentally win you, then I won't be bored to death by you in the future? (Author Flower Arrangement: Then you can intentionally lose to him. Doll with nose excrement: Noble people like us who always think about the people will never do things that go against the wishes of the people. The author wipes his sweat: the people simply I don't want you to win.)

"You're not lying, are you? I don't think you have won against that old man at all."

"Little devil, you can't be soft, come hard? The aggressive method? Let me tell you, I got tired of this little trick when I was [-] years old. Want me to fall for it? You are still young."

"..." Isn't this guy too smart?

"Then how will you be willing to compete with me?"

"Sigh. My child, don't be too stubborn, you won't grow up."

"Who are you lying to! You can only say things that lie to children!" I really wanted to throw the ball over.

"calm down."

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Youth Academy staff room.

"What?" Picking his nose, he turned his head and glanced at the old woman in front of him.

"Is that big iceberg really going to race that brat?" Is it already this episode?So fast?

"Yeah, what do you say?"

"What do I say? I'm not his mother, so what does it have to do with me?" He ignored her and continued to play the game console.

"You are the manager. You must get permission for private games between players."

"Then what's the use of asking me? Even if I disagree, the two of them can secretly compare." Haven't you heard of "swapping"?Uh, it doesn't seem to mean that.

"Then tell me your opinion, do you want to agree to Tezuka's request?"

"If he wants to compare, let him compare. Anyway, that brat should try the taste of failure."

"But Tezuka has an injury on his arm. What if the injury is more serious and affects the next Tokyo competition?"

"That kind of injury can't kill anyone, and since he brought it up by himself, he should have a sense of proportion, right? Why do you care so much? Let them compare." The old woman was worried too much, right? ?

"Baby, why don't you heal Tezuka's injury first?" In this way, there will be no problem in the competition.

"Go ahead, cut seppuku, how many times do you want me to say it? Didn't I say it long ago? I won't change such a big plot."

"Why? It will be good for our team if Tezuka's injury recovers." It is more hopeful to enter the country.

"If his injury is healed, then this animation will be boring. How can the plot continue?"

"What animation? Don't always say things that others don't understand, okay?" Are you a Martian?

"I don't care if you understand me or not? I don't have the time to chat with you here."

"Then why don't you compete with Tezuka first?"

"What? Why do you want me to compare with him?" Is this old woman crazy?

"It's nothing. I just want to see how good your tennis is."

"You think I'm a three-year-old kid?" Crossing my legs and turning the chair, "I don't know what you're thinking? Are you worried that Echizen Ryoma will lose?"

"Uh, I admit that I'm a little worried. After all, the capital competition is about to start. If Ryoma is affected at this time, the result of the competition will be unpredictable."

"How will he be affected?" Will he be afraid of losing?

"You also know the kid's temper. If he loses or can't bear it for a while, it will certainly affect his performance in the game..."

"Ha, he won't be able to bear it? But it's true that there might be an impact. But why are you so sure that he will lose?" Although the ending is indeed lost, the old woman has no confidence in him, right?

"You should also know Tezuka's tennis very well? Do you think he will lose?"

"...Compared to that brat, it's true that he won't lose."

"Wouldn't that work?"

"But you are not afraid that I will lose to me when I compete with Tezuka? Are you not afraid that he will be affected?"

"No, I think Tezuka would like to compete with you too."

"Are you kidding? Do you really want me to compete with him? I didn't even agree to that little bean's request. Do you think I will agree to compete with him?"

"Ryoma is Ryoma, Tezuka is Tezuka, they are different."

"Where is the difference? I think they are all the same kind of people, and they are so persistent and stubborn about tennis."

"Then what do you say? Do you really want to agree to their game?"

"It's not a big deal, just compare. I said you are too worried, right? Let the two of them decide for themselves. What are you doing getting involved?"

"Oh. That's the only way to go."

"You don't need to ask me about this matter at all. You will agree after a long time. I said, are you here to find something to do when you are free?"

"What did you say?"

Walking out of the office with his booger in his trouser pocket, he saw Tezuka leaning against the corridor.Seeing me coming out, Tezuka stood up straight and looked at me.

"Sister Doll."

"Uncle Bingshan? What are you doing here? Waiting for me?"

"Yes."

"Wait for me to do?"

"I want to ask for your consent, Senior Sister Baby, for some matters."

"Oh, you're talking about the competition with that little bean, right? I've already heard what the old woman said, if you want to compete, go for it."

"Sister Baby, don't you ask me why?"

"I care so much about you, it has nothing to do with me, it's about you and that brat."

"……Yes."

He looked up at the serious expression (by the way, Tezuka's usual expression is always serious?).

"……I say."

"Yes."

"Do you want to compete with me?"

"Huh?" Tezuka was stunned, and looked at her in surprise: "Will you promise to compete with me, Senior Sister?"

"No."

"..." Then why are you asking this?It made people excited.

"That kid is just like you. He also wants to compete with me. He pesters me all day and asks me why. It's so annoying."

"Sister-in-law, why didn't you agree to compete with Echizen?"

"How could I do such a troublesome thing." Scratching his hair and digging his nose: "By the way, have you already talked to him?"

"Yes, I have already spoken to Echizen."

"Then just wait, I think he will agree to compete with you."

"Yes."

"Let's go. I'm in a good mood today. I won't charge you. I'll drive you home for free. But of course I only drive you up to the intersection. After all, we're not on the same road." (Why are you suddenly so kind today?)

"……Yes."

"I'm back." Pushing open the door and walking into the living room, Nanjiro was half lying on the floor watching TV, and Ryoma was playing a tennis ball beside him.

"Oh, the doll is back? Why is it so late today? Can't even make dinner?" Nanjiro propped his head and turned to look.

"Oh, I'm taking Uncle Bingshan home on the way." After thinking about it halfway through the drive, it would be nice to drop by his house for a meal. (I know you're not that kind)

"Baby, I've already warmed up dinner for you, it's ready to eat." Lunzi called out from the kitchen.

"Ah, I ate at Uncle's."

"Minister still invites you to dinner?" Long Ma was surprised.

"Yeah, I sent him home." In fact, his family kept me here, how could that big iceberg ask me to eat.

As I was talking, I suddenly realized that the kid wasn't listening to me at all, but was thinking with a tennis ball alone.

"I don't know what happened to Ryoma, he has been like this since he came back." Nanako stood in the kitchen and looked at him worriedly.

"Yeah..." Lunzi also sighed.

Sitting down on the floor, he reached for the magazine, picked his nose, and looked at Ryoma who lowered his head in thought.

"...He told you about the game?"

"Uh, um."

"Don't you want to compare?"

"Do you think I should agree?"

"Why are you asking me again? This is your business, right?" Why are you asking me all the time?I am not an omniscient god.Having said that, I really know everything about everything here.

"...I'm just hesitant."

"Why hesitate? If you want to compare, compare, if you don't want to compare, refuse. Such a simple matter, why hesitate?"

"..." Ryoma lowered his head and looked at the tennis ball in his hand.

Alas, a kid is a kid, and it takes a long time to make a decision.I looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh (because there is no sky, so I can only look at the ceiling).God, give this ignorant child some wisdom.

"Uh. Let me tell you, didn't you say you want me to compete with you?"

"What?" Long Ma raised his head and looked at her happily: "You agreed?"

"If you can win over that big iceberg, I will race with you."

"really?"

"Let's talk about it after you win him. Where did he make an appointment with you?"

"The stadium of Haruno University."

"University? Why did you choose such a place?" I really don't know how to choose a place, at least choose a place that is easy to get into.

"It seems to be a newly built stadium."

"When is the game?"

"At three o'clock in the afternoon in three days' time, the minister will wait for me there."

"Three days? It's quite a long time for him to think about it."

"You said you want to compete with me, is that true?"