Echizen's Young Taming Project [Comprehensive]

Echizen Ryoma was standing under an orange tree that he used to pick oranges as a child.

It's just autumn now, the tree is full of plump fruits, and the orange-yellow colors exposed among the green leaves look very attractive under the sun.

Echizen Ryoma weighed the tennis ball in his hand, and finally chose to put it back into his trouser pocket: "Forget it."

He patted the trunk of the orange tree that could be regarded as his companion and witness to his growth, then turned and left.

"!"

Suddenly he took out his tennis racket from the tennis bag, and quickly raised his right hand. After a few movements, there were a few more oranges on the net surface of the tennis racket.

Echizen Ryoma picked up an orange, and was not afraid of getting his clothes dirty, so he wiped it on his clothes.

Because it is bitten down together with the skin, the taste of the sweet and sour fruit and the bitter skin instantly spread in the mouth at the same time.

Rather, it reminded him of when he lived with Echizen Ryuya back then, the two of them always fought to grab oranges.

"Thank you."

The teenager held a few oranges on the tennis racket held flat in his right hand.

He walked forward without looking back, and while walking, he raised his other hand holding the half-eaten orange, and waved to the orange tree behind him, not knowing that he was thanking him. Still saying goodbye.

Los Angeles is the second largest city in the United States after New York. After marrying Echizen Rinko, Echizen Minamijiro settled here.

Echizen Ryoma was also born and raised here.

After winning the U.S. junior tennis tournament, Echizen Ryoma stayed in the U.S. for a few more months.

During this period, he did not participate in any tennis matches, but carried his tennis bag and walked around the city where he had lived for more than ten years.

Echizen Ryoma is not a guy who easily reveals his true emotions. Although he said nothing, in his heart, he still feels very reluctant to part with this city.

After all, it carries too many of his memories here, whether it is good or bad.

"Young man, are you going on a trip today?"

The owner of the convenience store that Echizen Ryoma frequented in the past few years is a Japanese. It is said that he only got his green card two years ago, but he is very enthusiastic and has won many customers to visit again.

The teenager put the selected Fonta on the sales counter. There were six cans in total, including four cans of grape flavor, one can of orange flavor and one can of lime flavor: "No, I won't go today."

"That's right, there's no school holiday recently, so it's really not easy to go out often."

While talking, the boss took a popular tennis magazine from the cabinet: "This magazine seems to be getting more and more popular. It was sold out this morning within two days of entering it.

"" I remember you bought every issue, so I left one for you first. He put the magazine on the cabinet and looked up at Ryoma: "Do you want this?" "

"Ah."

After the boss settled the bill, he also paid the money and took the bag handed over by the other party.

"see you next time."

Echizen Ryoma heard the words, pulled the brim of his hat to cover his beautiful amber eyes: "Maybe I won't come in the future."

"what?"

"I will be moving back to Japan in two days, so I don't need to keep magazines for me in the future."

He explained to the boss lightly, then nodded: "Thank you."

After leaving the convenience store, Echizen Ryoma walked for a long time before returning home.

Because the house bought by Echizen Minamijiro, honestly speaking, the location is high-end, but there is no place to sell things nearby.

Putting the purchased Fonta into the refrigerator to freeze, he also sat back on the sofa and flipped through the magazine he bought just now.

In Los Angeles in December, it was already getting cold outside, but because the air conditioner was on at home, Echizen Ryoma didn't feel much. He was still wearing short-sleeved clothes and drinking iced grape-flavored Fonta.

It will be Christmas in a while, and at this time in previous years, Rinko Echizen is about to start preparing.

She always prepares in advance, because the day before Christmas is Echizen Ryoma's birthday, and after Christmas, the Echizen family will celebrate the Japanese New Year.

But also because of this, in December every year, the family is very lively.

However, at this time of year, only Echizen Ryoma was at home alone.

Although he didn't show anything on the surface or say anything, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

……A little boring.

Echizen Minamijiro was away, and there was no one at home to play tennis with Echizen Ryoma, so he practiced against the wall in the yard for a while, then went back to the house, took a hot bath, and lay down on the bed.

Echizen Ryoma hugged the quilt, stared out of the window with those big cat eyes, he didn't fall asleep until.

In the living room, the grand pendulum clock that Echizen Nanjiro bought back when he was bored struck twelve o'clock. Because he didn't close the bedroom door, he could hear the sound that reminded him that he should have fallen asleep earlier.

However, he still didn't close his eyes, because a little bit of snow floated outside the window.

Snowing.

The city of Los Angeles, because it is located on the west coast of the United States, has a Mediterranean climate. The climate has always been relatively mild, and it is surrounded by mountains on three sides.

At least in Echizen Ryoma's short memory of 12 years, he has only seen snow once in this city.

If this time is added, it should be the second time.

Echizen Ryoma originally thought that this was just a snow that would only fall for a few pieces and then stop, but he didn't expect that the snow outside the house was getting bigger and bigger, and soon covered the outside world with a layer of silver frost.

The rare white snow in this city made Echizen Ryoma feel better. After sitting on the bed and watching the snow scene outside for a while, he also fell asleep with the quilt and pillows.

Echizen Ryoma was dreaming again.

It was also snowing heavily in the dream, it could even be said to be heavier than the snow outside now, and Echizen was walking on the street where the road could not be seen clearly due to the vast expanse of whiteness, and he was still carrying a delicately wrapped gift bag in his hand.

Echizen Ryoma knew this road, and it was the road leading to that place called Homra Bar.

Echizen took off his hat and shook it, brushed the snowflakes off his clothes, and then opened the door of the bar, revealing the warm orange light inside.

Although there was a closed sign on the door of the bar, there were surprisingly many people inside.

Some Echizen Ryoma has seen, and some Echizen Ryoma has not.

They all greeted Echizen, calling him "The Colorless King".

All the people in the bar sat around the little girl named Anna, and there was a cake with fifteen candles in front of her.

Echizen Ryoma instantly understood that this group of people gathered here to celebrate Anna's birthday.

"Happy birthday, Anna."

Echizen walked up to Anna's side, and handed over the gift bag in her hand, but the little girl didn't reach out to take it, but instead focused on his clothes that were wet from the melting snow.

In fact, Echizen could completely prevent those snowflakes from falling on him.

Echizen squatted down slowly under Anna's gaze, and a red light gradually appeared in Anna's eyes and around her.

Echizen Ryoma got the perception through Echizen's body, and when Anna's red light surrounded Echizen, he felt his body became very warm.

In the next second, those wet marks on the clothes disappeared.

Only then did Anna accept the gift from Echizen, and then raised her eyebrows and the corners of her lips, and showed him a very faint but very beautiful smile: "Thank you, Ryoma."

Echizen Ryoma looked at her through Echizen's eyes, and suddenly wanted to reach out and rub her head.

It snowed all night in Los Angeles, and when Echizen Ryoma woke up, the snow had stopped.

But the snow hasn't completely melted yet, and the outside world is still white.

Standing in front of the French windows, Echizen Ryoma saw the streets and trees dressed in silver outside, as well as the nearby children who became excited when they saw the snow and called for friends.

He turned his head and saw the ticket on the table again.

Suddenly, it seems that going back to Japan is not bad.