Echizen's Young Taming Project [Comprehensive]

It's been a few days since the end of the finals of the Metropolitan Conference, and Qingxue's second intramural ranking match since the start of this semester is about to kick off. This is not only a matter for the main candidates, but also a matter for all members of the tennis club.

After all, only this opportunity can promote the non-selected members to become the selected members.

Once again, Echizen Ryoma, who ended the game 6-0, tapped his racket on his shoulder, and then looked at the exhausted second-year senior: "Senior, you are still far behind."

"Echizen, you bastard..."

During this period of getting along, everyone in the tennis club has almost figured out the temper of this guy Echizen Ryoma, so for his words, the boy who is the opponent is not angry, but just feels very helpless: "I'm really curious , How did you cultivate this monster?"

Regarding his question, Echizen Ryoma did not answer him, but turned around and left the court. Before leaving, he stopped for a while at a place close to the opponent: "Senior, for your serve just now, push down the racket another two centimeters to compare." good."

"Also, the waist is too bent, the legs are too straight, and the basic training needs to be strengthened."

The young man spoke out the shortcomings of the other party in public, which made the senior who he said a little embarrassed. Although he understood that this was the kindness of a certain guy with an unforgiving mouth, he still felt too embarrassed.

No, just when he walked out of the stadium, he was laughed at by his friend who had been watching by the side, and he didn't get clean until he hit him with an elbow.

Echizen Ryoma's last game in this group was against Oishi Shuichiro, but there is currently no vacant court, so he went to the next group to watch the game, which happened to be the match between Sadaharu Mikami and Kunimitsu Tezuka.

Echizen Ryoma raised the corners of his lips as he watched Sadaharu Mikami who seemed to know Kunimitsuka inside the court and was pressing him every step of the way.

He once competed with Tezuka Kunimitsu, who showed his full strength, and he knew that what he saw now was just an appearance.

Being a senior is still a long way off.

While watching the game, Echizen Ryoma's attention was suddenly diverted by the vibration in his pocket.

Since the accident with Tokuta Tara, he has habitually carried the terminal on his body. It is not big, and it is not a problem for him to put a tennis ball or two in his pocket.

"Echizen, did you bring the terminal with you?!"

Seeing the boy take out the terminal from his pocket, everyone on the side was taken aback, because they wouldn't bring such things with them when they played tennis.

To their doubts, Echizen Ryoma only responded lightly, and then clicked on the content on the screen.

Because he was in front of so many people, he didn't turn on the simulation screen, but kept the original screen of the terminal. As long as they didn't get close, they couldn't see the words on it clearly.

However, they could clearly see Echizen Ryoma's frown.

"Echizen, what's wrong?"

"No...it's nothing." He frowned, lowered his head and began to look carefully.

The few people who noticed something wrong with him couldn't help but leaned over and tried to see the content clearly, but before they could see clearly, Echizen Ryoma pressed the screen off.

"Let's watch the game, seniors." He once again looked into the court, but the focus seemed to be less on it.

The news just now was sent by Tsunayoshi Sawada. As for the content, it is the answer to the question he sent to the past before the club activities this afternoon.

After the brown-haired boy sent the text message, he put the terminal on the table and turned his head to look at the bright sunlight outside the window. The classroom was empty, and he was the only one there, making him seem a little lonely.

"Ciaos~"

The immature, baby-like voice made him turn his head to look at the place where the sound came from, and he saw a hole in the wall on one side at some point, and inside the hole was a person sitting on a chair, wearing a black suit and wearing a black suit. Little baby wearing a black top hat and holding a cup of coffee.

After Sawada Tsunayoshi saw him, his eyes widened in surprise: "Reborn, how did you appear there!"

"I built a few secret passages in the school." Reborn blinked his dark soybean eyes innocently, as if he had forgotten that it was only three days since he arrived in Nishimori Town.

To be able to build this kind of secret passage in the school in three days, such efficiency really made Sawada Tsunayoshi admire.

"Then you are very powerful..."

Hearing this, Reborn snorted softly, held the coffee cup in his hand, and kicked the chair that Tsunayoshi Sawada was sitting on with a flying kick, causing him to fall to the ground: "Stupid Tsuna."

"Who did you text me just now?"

"Reborn, if you do this, I will be in pain..." Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't answer his question first, but stood up from the ground, looked at his red hand and complained.

He looked at the baby standing on the table, claiming to be his tutor, who wanted to train himself to be an excellent mafia leader, and picked up the terminal at his feet: "It's just someone I knew before. "

"is it?"

Reborn looked at the expression on his face, smiled on his lips, and jumped back to his chair to sit down again: "I'm a little tired, so I'll go back first."

"When you come back, remember to help me buy coffee beans in the commercial street, that's all."

Looking at the restored white wall, Tsunayoshi Sawada bent down to support the chair, sat down again, and at the same time the expression on his face changed.

He didn't have the dazed look he had when facing Reborn, but there was a shrewdness in his eyes beyond ordinary people.

A faint and imperceptible green light appeared in the palm of his hand, and disappeared after a while. It looked like a hallucination, but his red and swollen palms returned to their original skin color again: "Peng Lie..."

"...It's really, it's difficult."

Reborn, who had already left, was sitting on his chair, holding all the information about Sawada Tsunayoshi in his hand: "Usagi Tsuna, don't you have any friends..."

"It looks like it's not exactly the same as the data."

On the way home, Echizen Ryoma kept thinking about the text message from Sawada Tsunayoshi.

It was the first time he really asked what the king is, and Tsunayoshi Sawada told him in great detail about the king, including the sword of Damocles on the head of the king, which symbolizes the king. Told him too.

Once the Weizmann deviation exceeds the critical value, the sword of Damocles will become a weapon to judge the king.

It is not only a sword symbolizing power, but also a sword hanging over the head of the king, waiting to take the life of the king at any time.

"Kagutsu Meteor Crater..." Echizen Ryoma recalled the word, and stopped walking forward.

He turned and walked towards the station not far away, and then got on the bus bound for Kanagawa.

In the things sent by Sawada Tsunayoshi, the specific location of the Kagutsu crater was also written, so Echizen Ryoma thought it would be better to go there and have a look.

Although he didn't need to be in such a hurry.

Echizen Ryoma was walking on the seaside of Kanagawa, listening to the sound of waves lapping on the beach, the setting sun dyed the whole sea red, and at the same time, he couldn't help sighing that it was really summer.

The unique salty taste of the sea made Echizen Ryoma quicken his pace, and finally stopped at the place known as the Kagutsu crater by the world.

[Kagutsu Meteor Crater, located in Kanagawa Prefecture, due to the outbreak of the former Red King Kagudu Xuanshi's kingship, the sword of Damocles fell, resulting in the death of 70 people... The former Qing Wang Yu Zhang Xun was affected, and Wiz Man's deviation value was disordered, and he was beheaded by the clan before he went berserk...]

Echizen Ryoma still remembered how heavy the fact was recorded in that cold text, and the loss of 70 lives was only a moment.

"Hey... can you let me go?"

A weak voice brought Echizen Ryoma back to his senses, and he saw a black head with curly and thick hair underneath.

The other party thought he didn't hear, so he called out: "I said, please step aside!"

"Ah..." Echizen Ryoma moved aside, and watched the boy in the khaki sportswear pull out a torn piece of paper from the sand where he was standing just now.

The boy crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the bag in his hand. He wiped his sweat with his head up, and seemed relieved: "It's finally solved!"

"Now, Sanada probably has nothing to say..."

Echizen Ryoma looked at the boy talking to himself over there, and noticed the tennis bag he was carrying, and when the boy came back to his senses, those dark green eyes met his: "Ah, that ..."

"I'm not fined to pick up trash!"

"...You said it." Echizen Ryoma looked at the guy with 300 taels of silver here in front of him, and reminded with a paralyzed face.

The young man was taken aback by his words, and then almost fell into a state of madness, saying something like "If someone sees that Li Haida's trump card is fined for being late, he must be ashamed to death", and finally deeply Taking a deep breath, he pressed both hands on Echizen Ryoma's shoulders: "Please don't say what happened just now!"

"Did you say that you were punished?" Echizen Ryoma always felt that the name Li Haida seemed to have been heard somewhere, but he couldn't remember it, so he didn't bother to think about it.

"...I said I was not punished!"

"If you invite me to eat, I will keep it a secret."

Looking at Echizen Ryoma's immature face, the boy decisively chose the latter between the two options of "being told about the embarrassing thing" and inviting him to eat.

Fortunately, it's the beginning of the month, and he still has a lot of pocket money.

So, after he saw the hamburgers piled up into a hill, the corners of his mouth twitched for a while.

After eating, Echizen Ryoma's mood became much better, at least he didn't have the boredom just now, so he also extended his hand to the boy who was sitting across from him to relieve his grief and feed his appetite: "Echizen Ryoma."

"Akaya Kirihara." The boy's raised eyes showed his pride: "He is the ace player of Lihai University!"

"...I was going to treat you to a drink." Echizen Ryoma looked at that face, and immediately felt distasteful: "Forget it."

"There's no one like you!"