Disciples are good, dolls are bad

You refused to beg you for so long, how could you agree so easily now?

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to win against that big iceberg." Damn boy, do you really think that I will compete with you?Lied to you, fool.

"..." Ryoma lowered his head and looked thoughtfully at the tennis ball in his hand.Nanjiro on the side secretly glanced at him meaningfully.

"Ryoma, the hot water is ready, you can take a bath now."

"understood."

Ryoma stood up and walked into the bathroom.I reached out and picked up the game console that was connected to the TV and started playing idly.

"Hey, doll." Nanjiro who was on the side saw Ryoma close the bathroom door and hurried over.

"What are you doing?" I said that he was silent just now, and thought he had changed.

"Baby, do you really want to compete with that kid?"

"Didn't you hear what I just said? It won't be until he wins the iceberg." (But that's the last thing in the plot, and he won't want to compete with me by then. And when I think about it, I also I have already made a lot of money and returned to my own world, and I have no choice but to compare with me. Hehe.)

"Hey baby, since you have agreed to compete with him, why don't you play another game with me?"

"Go away, old man. Be careful, I will sue you for molestation."

"Oh! How can you treat Master like this! Play with me, Master! Let's play~"

"It's so noisy! You're not finished yet!" The stinky old man, why are you pestering people like a woman!

"Come play with me, Master, I am very lonely!" (Words that are so easy to misunderstand)

"Go to hell!!!"

The two people in the kitchen looked at the two who were entangled.

"Why does uncle like to cling to dolls so much? You can't even beat them."

"That dead old man always likes to cling to girls. However, our daughter is adorable! Ah~" Lunzi covered her face, as proud as a mother who is praising her daughter to others.

"...When did the baby become your daughter?" She didn't regard you as a mother at all.

Youth Academy Tennis Club.

"Huh? The minister isn't here?" Taocheng looked around strangely.

"According to what you said, Dashi is not there either."

"The little one didn't come, what did they do?"

"Echizen said he was sick." Sumire Ryuzaki's voice came from behind.

"Is that guy going to be sick?"

"Where's the minister?"

"sick."

"Where's Dashi?"

"……sick……"

"Huh?" All three are sick?How can there be such a coincidence?

"I always feel that there is something hidden here."

"What's going on in the tennis club?"

"Hey, don't worry about their business! Do what you should do!"

"Oh." Several people turned around and went to practice.

Sumire Ryuzaki just sighed when a figure suddenly appeared beside her.

"...You really don't write drafts when you lie?"

"Ah! When did you come?" Suddenly popped up, wanting to scare people to death!

"Hey. I teleported here. I happened to see your superb acting skills. After a few more years of practice, I can become an actor."

"What acting skills?"

"Ah, ah, don't you blush when you tell a lie? You clearly know about the match between them, but you keep it a secret, and act like you don't know anything. What are you acting for?"

"..." Since when did this guy stand here?

"Did that Uncle Bingshan and that Dandan head go to the hospital?"

"Well, Tezuka said he was going to take a film. It seems that he sprained his joint."

"There's nothing to worry about. It's not that he can't play anymore. He won't fall until a certain time. Don't worry."

"I said, are you qualified to say such a thing? If you heal Tezuka's injury early, I don't have to worry about it at all." The guy who just relaxed and watched the show from the sidelines.

"Oh. I'm busy, so I'm leaving first." He waved his hand and turned to leave.

"These days, everyone says they are very busy, and I am too. Sigh."

As usual, while busy in the kitchen, Rinko walked in.

"Baby, I made a card for you. The salary of the previous few months has already been transferred to the card for you. This is the card, you have to collect it."

"Oh, so it's a bank card? It's not bad, it's much more convenient to use." He reached out to take the card and looked at it.

"You have to take it well, don't lose it."

"Don't worry, I've always been serious about money." (That's true.)

With a "click", there was a sound from outside the door. Looking up, it was Longma who had returned.

"Ah, Ryoma, are you back?"

"..." Ryoma didn't answer, turned and walked to his room.

"What happened to the dragon horse?"

"En..." He rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes: "Hey, teenager!"

"...Why?" Ryoma turned his head with a gloomy expression.

"Hey, how's the game going?" He walked over with a sly look.

"..." Ryoma turned his head away and did not answer.

"Did you lose? You can tell by your expression."

"...you can say whatever you want." You can laugh if you want to.

"Oh. Do you think I'm the kind of person who takes pleasure in seeing other people's pain?"

"..." You were originally.

"What did that big iceberg tell you? He probably said to you: 'Echizen, become the pillar of Qingxue'." Big iceberg's tone is really hard to imitate.

"How do you know?" Ryoma was surprised.Did she go to see it?

"Hey, kid, don't doubt my ability to see everything. I know everything about what he is thinking."

"...Not up to standard yet." Ryoma glanced at her with a smug expression.I turned around and was about to walk into the room, but I stretched out my hand and grabbed it.

"Don't go, accompany me to practice in the backyard, and talk to you about something by the way."

"what's up?"

In the temple, Ryoma was standing on the field depressingly holding a racket, and glanced at a certain baby who was standing opposite with a sly smile on his face.I really want to leave the racket and leave immediately.

"What's the matter?"

"Don't worry. Let me ask you, do you want to beat that big iceberg?"

"……what do you want to say in the end?"

"If you want to defeat that big iceberg, you must first defeat this Monk Hua."

"Flower Monk?"

"Hey, stinky old man!" Turning to Nanjiro who was lying on the steps, Nanjiro raised his head.

"What can I do if you call me uncle?"

"Come down and practice with your son."

"what?"

"What? If you don't come down, I'll burn all your magazines!"

"Ah, don't, don't! I'll come down right away!" was subdued by his apprentice.

"What are you doing?" Ryoma looked at her impatiently.I don't have time to spend time here with you right now.

"Come on, teenager, let's play a game." Nanjiro smiled and took the racket.

"No." Ryoma dropped his racket and turned to leave.

"Do you want to escape?" A harsh "provocative voice" came from behind.

"..." Ryoma turned his head and frowned at her.

"If you think that you can be smooth sailing and never lose on the road of tennis, then you are very wrong. Confidence is fine, but complacency is not. Maybe, then I advise you to give up playing tennis now."

"..." Ryoma looked at her, speechless.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu and Echizen Minamijiro are all obstacles you have to overcome. If you can't beat them, you can't surpass yourself and play tennis that really belongs to you." How did I become so eloquent?

"If you can beat them, then I will fight you as agreed. You should know that I am stronger than both of them."

"..."

"Are you... scared?" Kid, this aggressive trick of mine has been tried and tested time and again, so it still doesn't stimulate you?See if you still fall for it?

"..." Long Ma frowned, his eyes sharp: "I'll call you!!!"

prince22．The Adventures of Carubin

On a sunny morning, there was humming in the bathroom of Ryoma's house.

"Scrub, brush, brush, brush, brush... gurgling..." When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I do is to clean my teeth, and the rest of my money-making plan depends on it. (Author Flower Arrangement: It is said that making money depends on hands, right? Doll with boogers: Wrong, big mistake. I only need to rely on sharp teeth and eloquent mouth to make money. Author:...)

"Ha~ow~" Ryoma came in yawning in pajamas, and as soon as he came in, he saw someone winking at the sink, rubbing his head and face, admiring his teeth.

"..." Narcissism.Ryoma rolled his eyes, walked aside and picked up his toothbrush.I was about to pick up the toothpaste and squeeze it, but found that it was already flat.

"...Oops." Ryoma looked at the toothpaste in his hand steadily, then slowly squinted at the swollen toothpaste in another cup.

While the person beside him was concentrating on admiring the teeth, he slowly stretched out his hand, getting closer and closer to the target...

With a sound of "snap!", suddenly another hand stretched out from his side and grabbed his "hand" which was the culprit who was "about to move".

"Boy! What do you want!"

"..." She turned her face away stiffly, with a depressed expression on her face.

"Okay, you boy, you are getting bolder now, dare to commit crimes under my mother's nose?"

"...It doesn't matter if you use it a little bit, I've run out of toothpaste." It's too much to say that it's a crime... isn't it?

"Go to hell, brat. The old lady's toothpaste can also be used by ordinary people like you? Go cut seppuku."

"Aren't all toothpastes the same? What's the big deal, it won't kill you if you use it once."