Disciples are good, dolls are bad

"That's true. My sister is quite conscientious." (Zi Lian go to you.)

"But I'm really surprised. How can such a gentle brother of yours have such an awkward brother? Could it be that the hospital hugged him wrong?"

"...Uh. Heh. Maybe there is that possibility."

Footsteps gradually came from not far ahead, and when he turned his head, he saw Fuji Yuta and another team member coming.

"Yuta?"

"Fuji Shusuke?"

After seeing Fuji, Yuta also stopped and frowned.

"Oh, when brothers meet, I'm so jealous." (Is that when rivals meet?)

"What are you talking about?" Why is this guy here again?She really can be found everywhere, is she the God of Plague?

"Then. The two of you brothers chat slowly, and I will leave first for my sister." He waved his hand and turned around and left: "Don't fight."

"Who would fight! By the way, what kind of sister are you!"

"...Yuta."

"……cut."

Yuta yelled at her receding figure.Bu Er looked at him quietly.Yuta came back to her senses and turned away awkwardly.

"What a pair of troublesome brothers. Who wants that kind of brother? He is not obedient at all, and it is useless to ask for it." He walked by the side of a stadium holding his nose.

"En?" Suddenly caught a glimpse of something, stopped and stepped back a few steps to look into the stadium.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Ryoma was doing exercises facing the wall.

"...There is another guy who is more troublesome here. Sigh."

"Huh?" Ryoma turned his head and caught a glimpse of the person standing at the door.

"...What are you doing there sneakily?"

"Hey, who sneaked around? I'm obviously standing here aboveboard. And why am I sneaking around? Do you think I'm the kind of nympho who has a crush on you? Go ahead, narcissistic brat. "

"...not quite up to par yet." Ryoma glanced at her and continued to practice.

"Hey kid. Are you nervous?"

"What?" Longma stopped and turned to look at her: "Why should I be nervous?"

"Because of the next No. [-] singles. And... the last time you lost to Uncle Bingshan, are you very concerned?"

"...what are you trying to say?"

"No, I just want to ask you, are you sure you can defeat that black-bellied brother?"

"The younger brother of a black-bellied bear? You mean... the younger brother of Senior Fuji?"

"It's that poor kid with a twisted personality."

"Poor? Where is he pitiful?"

"Because my elder brother is so good, he is always compared with him. I have lived under that shadow since I was a child, so of course I will feel inferior."

"I don't see where he feels inferior. Besides, didn't the senior say that the new manager is in control of everything?"

"Yeah. So he's just a pawn at the mercy of others, isn't that pitiful?"

"Are you here to persuade me not to win him?"

"Of course not. How can I be the kind of person who turns my elbows out? I don't want to be a traitor who is spurned."

"...Really?" As long as you are given money, you will rebel, there is no doubt about it.

"However. The poor man must have something to hate. That data-crazed moon predicted a script that he thought was perfect, and asked him to deal with you, a left-handed person. Can you break it?"

"...tennis is unscripted."

"It's really easy for you to say. It seems that you are very confident?"

"Then you think I will lose?"

"No. I just want to tell you by the way that the No. [-] doubles just now has been lost. The next step is up to you."

"Rely on me?" Ryoma turned to face her: "...Your words... are you begging me?"

"...Did you fail in Chinese? Did I say please? And my tone doesn't sound like please? Huh?"

"It sounds like it to me."

"Go for seppuku. It's none of my business whether I win or lose the game. My mother, why should I ask you? Do you think you are a billionaire or the president of the country? You are a narcissistic kid."

"Then don't disturb my practice." Ryoma turned around and continued to swing the racket.

"Oh, the villain filed a complaint first? Said I was bothering you? Really... This kid's personality is really rotten!" (Your personality is not so good either)

"Don't speak ill of people behind their backs."

"Cut. I just said, what can you do? Child. The earth is very dangerous, you should go back to Mars."

"Huh..." Ryoma took a breath, turned around and looked at the idlers casually leaning on the side of the court: "I think you look like a Martian. What are you doing here on Earth?"

"Go to hell." Flying kick kicked a tennis ball that had rolled to his feet.Ryoma successfully caught it with a backhand.

"Still a long way to go."

"Hmph. You still can't beat me in the official competition. The world is dangerous, so please take care of yourself." He waved his hand and left.Ryoma behind him looked at her.

"...Are you from the rivers and lakes?"

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"Left-handed. Left-handed." He stretched out his left hand and grasped it.

"Are left-handers popular now?"

"Sister Baby, are you left-handed too?"

"Me? No."

"Then how did I see you holding chopsticks with your left hand like Echizen last time?"

"Me. I'm omnipotent, I can use both hands. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"I have a habit of dislocating my right hand, and if I push too hard, it will break again."

"Habitual dislocation? You're not an athlete, how could you have this problem?"

"Oh, it doesn't work. But my left hand is very powerful. It can definitely kill someone when you hit someone."

"...This is definitely not an advantage."

"Then don't you have to be careful with the movements of your right hand? If you move too much, you may dislocate it."

"That's why it's troublesome. Besides, the joints are always painful, and I need to exercise and hold them after a while. Sigh. It's just not good when you are old."

"How old are you?"

"Didn't you say you would use internal power to heal? Why don't you heal yourself?"

"That's right. Seeing that you treated Senior Kawamura last time, it was very effective."

"It's true. I can heal any injury. Why didn't I think of it?" He shook his sore left hand and sighed: "But the only thing a doctor can't heal is himself. A doctor can't heal himself. Alas. "

"Next is the third singles match between Echizen and Fuji's younger brother."

"Fuji Yuta is known as the 'Left-Handed Killer'. I heard that he won all [-] battles against left-handed players."

"what?!"

"Win all [-] games?!"

"Why is he so good against lefties?"

"He himself used his left hand during the game." I think it should be.

"Then he is also left-handed like Echizen?"

"It doesn't seem to be the case. He fights with his left hand just to deal with left-handers. He also specially trained to be left-handed. It seems that he has spent a lot of effort."

"In the beginning, his target was Tezuka. I think he will play against Echizen. It was also arranged by their new manager on purpose."

"That guy really has a lot of conspiracies." But in the end, it ended in a disastrous defeat.Does it take such a big effort?It's boring.

"But Yuta would listen to Guanyue so obediently, it should be because he has a strong hostility towards his brother."

"What kind of hostility? His virtue is caused by inferiority complex. Because he is always compared, he resents his brother too much. The gentle and popular brother is also very strong, so his personality is distorted. Same old stuff, so boring."

"It's also because of this. Echizen's match may be another tough one."

"En..." He touched his chin, then picked up the microphone and quickly moved to the side of Fuji who had been silent all the time. (Where is the microphone from?)

"No two weeks to help classmate, next is the match between your real brother and your own teammate junior, what do you think of this match?"

"Uh……"

"Who do you think will win in the end? Ah, no, it should be said, who do you hope will win?"

"Uh. Go all out."

"Oh, what a smooth answer, I can't even provoke you."

"Ha ha."

"So, in your opinion, who is better at the game between the two?"

"Uh. I don't know very well. Because I haven't seen Yuta when I usually practice. So I can't answer, sorry. Hehe."

"Then, Echizen Ryoma-san." The microphone turned to Ryoma's mouth again.Ryoma glanced up at her.

"……what?"

"May I ask what you think of the other party's fierce provocation, and how do you feel?"

"...provocatively go back."

"Yeah. You really deserve to be a rising tennis star, Echizen Ryoma. How do you say that, it seems to be 'newborn calves are not afraid of tigers', right. Is that what it means?"

"Are you saying I have no self-awareness?"

"So, do you have confidence in this game? Do you think you can beat that distorted inferior brother?"

"...I won't lose."

"Oh~ he looks very confident? Then what do you think of the opponent's skills? Others say he is very good, what do you think? Please express your opinion."

"...It's not up to par yet."

"Oh ~ Echizen Ryoma once again uttered that extremely defiant and provocative catchphrase, let us wish him a good life. Ah, no, it is a safe exit. Always, we hope that he will not be killed by other relatives The guard stomped."

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