[Comprehensive] Wear into a ball

The rushing wind knocked off the leaves, disturbed the water in the sea, and moved their nets on the beach...

The raindrops were urgent and heavy, and it crackled and slammed on the iron door of the warehouse. There were bursts of slapping on the iron door. Licorice was lucky to hear the lock outside being blown by the wind and fell on the iron door one by one. Shen De Panic.

There were hundreds of balls piled up in the ball frame, and several towels of various colors that smelled of sweat were thrown on them. Licorice Xing moved up from the pile of tennis balls holding his breath.

Call the system the system should not, call Yukimura Yukimura is not there.

Licorice wished to cry but had no tears, and tried to squeeze upwards with her ball, which was a little fatter than other tennis balls.

The tennis balls in the ball frame trembled collectively because of Licorice Xing’s movement. Licorice Xing groaned and gritted her teeth to endure the pain—oh, no, she has no teeth yet, so she endured the pain and continued to move upwards climb.

The warehouse was built decades ago. When the raindrops became thicker and thicker, rainwater came in through the gaps in the warehouse. Licorice finally climbed to the top of the ball frame to welcome the falling rainwater.

Yinsen...the one who always closes the door and the window for you but leaves a gap for water leakage is totally useless ╮(￣▽￣")╭.

This is true!

let people!

Mori's!

It hurts!

Compared with Licorice Xing, other people must be much happier.

"Okay, that's all for today's game." Qian Cangxing clapped her hands and stood up from the chair, she held the tablet in front of her chest, "Kirihara, you did a good job today, and you didn't collapse so quickly."

"Qian Cangxing, can't you say something nice?"

The two quarreled without saying a word, Qian Cangxing was originally a fiery personality, and Kirihara Chiya was a person who was quick to hit, so the quarrel was very special and logical.

One day, if they didn't fight, one of them was sick.This is the conclusion reached after five years of statistics in Liu Lian'er's notebook.

Ignoring the quarrels of others, Sanada walked towards Yukimura who was outside the crowd.

"Yukimura, I have something to tell you, go over there." Sanada pressed the brim of his hat and pointed to the canteen not far away.

"Wait a moment." Yukimura said as he walked towards the coat, Kirihara was the closest to Yukimura's coat, "Minister, I'll take your clothes back for you later, you and the deputy director should go first."

"Akaya, thank you."

Kirihara Chi, who was blushing from the quarrel, also suddenly felt embarrassed. He put his hands on the back of his head and scratched his hair, "No, you're welcome..."

"Haha, Kirihara, you have grown up too, and you know what shyness is." Marui Fumta put one hand on Kirihara's shoulder, and rested his chin on Kirihara's other shoulder, "How about it, is there anything you want? Special account?"

"What... what? Explain what?" He looked at Marui warily.

Several people packed things very quickly. Nioh and Yagyu hid under the parasol after cleaning the net. Now the function of this huge parasol becomes an umbrella in a second.

Marui stared at the red hair and smiled mysteriously.

"What do you think? You hid snacks in your room, right?"

"Oh, that, senior, you can eat too." Kirihara Chi also heaved a sigh of relief, a rare generosity.Marui Fumta raised his eyebrows with a smile, moved the hand on Kirihara's shoulder to his head, rubbed vigorously, and in an instant, Kirihara's hair turned into a pile of weeds.

"Senior Marui!"

"Kirihara, you can't beat a genius like me."

"puff."

Nio laughed unkindly, and Yagyu walked in the end holding the net.The others hurried to the villa with their bags on their backs. Seeing Marui leave, Kirihara looked around vigilantly. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly picked up Yukimura's coat.

Huh?

Where's the ball?

He shook Yukimura's clothes, and the clothes were completely clean inside and out.Kirihara quickly bent down to look under one of the chairs, but saw that there was not a single bit of rubbish on the underside of the chair, let alone such an obvious ball.

Kirihara Chi also frowned stubbornly.

"Qian Cang, where's the ball here?"

"What ball?" Qian Cangxing blinked, the rain fell on her eyelashes, and then dripped on her cheeks.The rain was accompanied by the sound of the wind, Kirihara didn't hear it clearly.

Yagyu came over and patted Kirihara on the shoulder, "You mean the ball drawn by Yukimura?"

"Yes." Kirihara Chi also nodded quickly.

"Maybe it's in the warehouse, go find it."

"Thank you, Yagyu-senpai." Kirihara Akaya ran towards the warehouse with Yukimura's clothes in his arms, and Nioh behind him stepped forward, "I said partner, did you do it on purpose?"

"What are you talking about?" He pushed the lens which was already wet by the rain, "Why can't you see it? Waiting for the rain?"

"Tsk tsk, what are you pretending to do with me?" Nioh Masaharu hooked an arm around Yagyu's shoulder in a friendly manner. "You told Kirihara the ball was in the warehouse, but you didn't give him the key."

"Oh, did you? I forgot."

Liu Sheng walked forward very calmly, and King Ni was playing with his pigtails behind him, and finally couldn't help laughing along with him.

Li Haida's most pitiful main election is none other than Kirihara Chi, and there is no dispute about it.

Sure enough, Kirihara turned around and ran away after rushing to the warehouse door to look at the fallen lock, this time he stood directly in front of Qian Cangxing, "Qian Cang, the warehouse key."

"What do you want that for?"

Qian Cangxing continued to ask in her bedroom while wiping her half-wet hair, "Kirihara, I think you and Seiichi are a bit weird."

Her hair was still dripping with water, Qian Cangxing simply wrapped her hair with a pink towel, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Kirihara was already drenched, he looked at Qian Cangxing angrily, his chest was heaving up and down.

"Qian Cang, the key."

He repeated it again.

Qian Cangqing pursed her lips, waiting to look at Akaya Kirihara who was burning with anger, "You tell me why and I will give you the key."

"Don't push yourself too far."

"You are."

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became depressing. The others had returned to the room early and began to take a shower and change clothes. Only two people remained in the living room and continued to stare.

In the dim sight, only his angry panting and the sound of her carelessly brushing her hair could be felt.

"What's wrong?" Yukimura and Sanada walked into the living room one after the other, seeing Kirihara and Asakusa staring at each other, he asked aloud.

Sanada glanced at Akaya Kirihara, who was drenched all over, but did not speak.

He dropped the black umbrella that he had been holding all along, and put it at the door.

Akira Kirihara also turned his head to look at Yukimura, "The ball... is in the warehouse, and I don't have a key." It was extremely difficult to say a word.

Yukimura's face changed slightly, he suddenly looked at Qian Cang, "Qian Cang, do you have the key here?"

"Um... well, yes."

Just at this time, thunder struck the door, and a bolt of lightning struck down. It was clearly afternoon weather, but it became darker than dusk.As soon as Yukimura's voice fell, Asagi Xing was taken aback by the thunder. She saw that Yukimura quickly got up from the sofa and ran to the room to get the key.

Asakusa got up and went to the room to get the key, Yukimura went to the door and picked up the umbrella that Sanada put down, "I'll go out for a while."

He waited until Asakusa went downstairs, took the key and went out, Kirihara shouted behind him, "Minister... I'll go with you." After he glanced at Sanada, he gritted his teeth and pulled his legs to catch up with Yukimura. .

Yukimura's footsteps were fast, he pressed his lips tightly into a straight line, and his eyes sharply swept towards the rainwater falling on his side.

He raised his head and looked at the dark cloud-covered sky, and his pace moved a little faster.

The knuckles of the right hand holding the umbrella are sharp. He squeezed the handle of the umbrella hard, and slowly stepped down to watch the wet Kirihara get under the umbrella, "Department...Minister." Kirihara Chiya called out expectantly, looking Xiang Yukimura's gloomy expression.

"Why did you come out?"

"I will go with you."

Yukimura held the key in his other hand, and his hand fell by his side, and dozens of keys were connected together, making a harsh sound.

"No, Chiya, you go back."

"No."

Kirihara bit the bullet and refuted his minister.

"Let's go then."

He blinked, waited for a long time and only waited for this sentence, looked at Yukimura in disbelief, only to see Yukimura striding forward indifferently...

The rain came and went quickly, and the effort for a while was much shorter than before.

Yukimura frowned and listened to the approaching thunderclap in the sky... He raised his feet and landed... Every step was extremely hasty... Reading reminds you, after reading a book for a long time, you should pay attention to rest your eyes!