Echizen's Young Taming Project [Comprehensive]

Zhou Fangzun threw Bai Tuanzi off the sofa.

The white and soft little Douding expressed his grievance, but he didn't dare to offend the man in front of him who got up, so he flapped his little wings and wobbled downstairs.

"Anna!"

The milky voice made Echizen and Anna look up the stairs together.

A small white ball fell into the eyes of Echizen Ryoma, if he could only see through Echizen's body now, he really wanted to grab that unknown creature and pinch it to see if it looked like it Same softness.

However, Echizen did the same.

While pinching the little dumpling that was about to jump into the little girl's arms, he greeted it: "Long time no see, Bai Tuanzi."

Bai Tuanzi felt uncomfortable from being pinched, but couldn't struggle anymore, and finally waited for Echizen to let go before crying to his little master for comfort.

"Okay, don't cry." Anna patted the white dumpling lightly, then put it on the table.

Through Echizen's movements, Echizen Ryoma realized that this white dumpling was really as soft as it looked, and at the same time became curious about it.

After all, this was the first time he had seen this kind of creature—not only did it not look like any other animal, but it could also speak human words.

It doesn't look like anything from Earth.

Echizen Ryoma suddenly felt that the world Echizen lived in might be Mars or some other planet.

"Speaking of which, when did you come back?" Echizen Ryoma came back to his senses with Echizen's voice, he knew that the other party was asking the little girl, at least he was looking at her.

"A month ago." Anna instantly understood what he meant, but Echizen Ryoma didn't quite understand.

Echizen nodded when he heard the words: "That's about the same. When I came back, I just caught up with the US Open."

"Otherwise, the stone plate had better be prepared to be hit by a tennis ball."

"Ah."

Anna nodded slightly, apparently she had had enough of the Dresden Stone Plate as a demon: "I almost went to another world two days ago."

"..."

Kusanagi Izumo, who had been listening quietly all the time, put down the goblet in his hand silently, and then raised his head: "Anna, why don't we discuss with the Silver King and smash the stone plate?" .”

"Good idea." The little girl called Anna hadn't spoken yet, but Echizen agreed with that.

The more Echizen Ryoma listened, the more he felt as if he had come to an alien planet. He couldn't understand what the group of people said, even though one of them seemed to be himself.

What stone plate, what another world, what silver king, hey!

Shouldn't I be motivated to do tennis and turn over that old man!

"突き进めぶち从たる墨は突き归せ, 手に入れろ栄光と名字サテイフクション, victory or defeat だぜ汉にまみれた恩へのリターン..."

Echizen Ryoma's eyes suddenly blurred, and at the same time, he was pulled back to the real world by the sudden sound of music.

He reached out and picked up his mobile phone from the bed, moved his eyes with difficulty, but couldn't open them: "Hello..."

"Yo! Teenager, I heard that you won the American Junior Tennis Championship?"

Echizen Minamijiro's voice didn't have any worries at all, and the loud voice also made Echizen Ryoma a little more sober.

"But don't be too complacent, be careful when you will be defeated!"

He opened his eyes in a daze, and the light of the phone made him close them uncomfortably again, but he could still see the numbers clearly.

To be honest, Echizen Ryoma wants to smoke Echizen Minamijiro now, with a tennis ball.

"...Dad, what time do you think it is?"

"Four o'clock in the afternoon!"

"...US time, it's two o'clock in the morning."

"Ahahaha, no wonder I heard you didn't sleep..." Echizen Nanjiro seemed to have no sense of guilt for disturbing people's dreams at all, and even laughed haha. He wanted to say something when he heard the voice coming from the receiver. There was a busy tone.

"Really, it actually hung up."

He looked at the phone and pouted at Echizen Rinko who was sitting on the side: "Rinko, Ryoma is getting less and less cute!"

The woman who was used to her husband's behavior shook her head helplessly: "You disturbed Ryoma's sleep, it's not good."

"What if it affects the development of the dragon horse?"

"Anyway, it seems that he hasn't grown much after sleeping so much..." Echizen Minamijiro's voice became smaller and smaller as he got to the back, and finally managed to hiss under Echizen Rinko's eyes.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, Lunzi."

Echizen Ryoma, who didn't want to listen to Echizen Minamijiro's nonsense, hung up the phone decisively, and lay back on the bed again, falling asleep.

Only this time, he dreamed of nothing.

A good night's sleep without dreams.

Because it was a holiday, Echizen Ryoma didn't set the alarm clock at all, and when he got up from the bed, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

In fact, if Echizen Nanjiro hadn't called in the middle of the night, he might have woken up earlier.

Echizen Ryoma sat on the bed for a while, and then got up and walked into the bathroom to wash up after he fully recovered.

When passing by the table, he glanced at the envelope on the table again.

It has been a while since Echizen Ryoma graduated from elementary school. Because his parents have moved back to live in Japan, his middle school may no longer stay in the United States, but will transfer to Japan to study.

Echizen Minamijiro really wanted his son to go back to his alma mater, but he and Echizen Rinko respected Echizen Ryoma's opinion very much.

So now, they are waiting for Echizen Ryoma to make a decision.

The start of school in Japan and the United States is different, because the school starts in spring, so it is almost half a year later than that in the United States.

However, if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem too bad...

After Echizen Ryoma washed up, his mind became much clearer. He went downstairs to the kitchen, fried an egg, and toasted two slices of bread with the toaster.

In fact, he prefers to eat Japanese breakfast, but Naihe can't cook, so he can only eat these things to fill his stomach.

"Suddenly I miss my mother's cooking..." Echizen Ryoma looked at the fried egg with a troubled expression.

He raised the knife and fork, then slowly put it down again, sighed, picked up the bread from the plate and took a bite: "...Let's eat the bread."

After breakfast, Echizen Ryoma changed into his tennis uniform and headed out with his tennis bag on his back.

He went to the street tennis court he used to go to, but there seemed to be a newcomer today.

Looking at the domineering and arrogant guy in the tennis court, Echizen Ryoma pulled the racket out of the tennis bag.

"Hey."

"Can you teach me how to play tennis?"

……

The guy who was still bullying the rookies just now lay down on the field panting.And Echizen Ryoma seemed to be just sweating a little.

If you use the feelings of a bystander, it means that the person bullied the trumpet because of his big size, and was beaten by the bigger trumpet in the end.

"You are still far away." The racket was carried by Echizen Ryoma on his shoulders, he raised his chin slightly, and most of his face was exposed from the shadow of the brim of his hat.

This also reminded the brown-haired boy opposite him where he had seen him.

"You, you are the four-time champion of the American Junior Tennis Championship...!"

"Echizen Ryoma!"