fall in love with Echizen

I resolutely bought the yellow duck cup, and the plastic cup in the house can finally be retired.

We opened the door and went out, and the waiter said from behind: "Thank you for your patronage!"

I was too lazy to take off the headband, so I kept it tied up. I haven't tied my ponytail for a long time, and it feels quite cool.

I held the new cup: "...but in winter, you need a thermos."

The next thermos mug has already begun to be conceived in my mind.

Echizen Ryoma put it in his coat pocket, and hummed.

We walked casually, I didn't know where we would go, turned left and right to a basketball court, next to it were tennis courts and volleyball courts, which were free venues.

I looked at it casually, and there were three people on the basketball court, one with yellow hair, one with black skin and one with red hair.I was going to skip over, but I didn't expect that red-haired boy to be extremely sharp, his rose-colored eyes were still staring at his friend one second, and then turned quietly to meet my gaze in the next second.

I was taken aback for a moment, the man probably saw that there was nothing wrong, and turned back as if nothing had happened.

I:"………"

Although walking on the street, there are many inexplicable strangers staring at each other, but I have never seen his cold eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Echizen Ryoma said.

I turned to him and said, "Nothing."

Echizen Ryoma glanced at the basketball court through me, "Basketball?"

His amber pupils lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Are you more interested in basketball?"

I:"………"

Although his tone was very calm, he always felt that it was a sign that he was about to sulk.

I frowned, and replied cautiously: "More? No, I'm not very interested."

Echizen Ryoma stared at me for a moment, then turned his head and said, "I forgot that you don't like sports."

Me: "... Oh."

I didn't want to stay here any longer, I pulled him to go out, when a familiar voice in the distance made me stop.

"...How could you do this!"

Yui's voice?

I stopped Longma again, he turned his head, and the cat pupils under the brim of the hat stared at me fixedly, "What's wrong?"

Me: "It's my friend's voice."

Ryoma didn't move, with an indifferent expression on his face, but when I pulled him over, he followed me along the way.

Right on the tennis court...how is it tennis again?

Two delinquent teenagers who seemed to be very difficult to provoke were confronting the two opposite people fiercely.

Those two people seem to be Yui and a boy... her boyfriend, right?

It looks like it's called Yixiang or something...

I let go of Ryoma and walked over.

Echizen Ryoma looked at the two bad tennis rackets without any trace, and followed them slowly.

I approached Yui: "What's wrong Yui?"

Yui Aoi had tears in her eyes, she saw me and said in surprise: "Pear flower sauce?...It's nothing, it's just that I and Ichisho-kun came to this tennis court first, but they..."

I understood before I finished speaking.

Grab the venue.

Yui touched another boy: "Yixiang-kun, she is my friend, Lihua."

"Hey, hey, you're just chatting in front of us? Isn't that good." The bad yellow hair opened his mouth, and the earrings on his ears were shining.

Yui looked displeased: "We came first!"

"Wait for Yui..." That Yixiang frowned and pushed her back a little.

Sure enough, the other party exploded upon hearing Yui's words.

"Who cares if you come first and then later! We didn't come here for amateur brats like you, it's better if we use it."

Another purple-haired snorted coldly: "Yeah, especially you, what are you doing here?"

He was looking at me.

I swallowed, I am actually very afraid of this kind of people, because they fight if they disagree, I don't know.

Just as I was about to speak, a voice that dragged me into the conversation.

"This kind of tennis court is first-come, first-served, and amateurs? Are you professional?"

I turned my head, Ryoma walked slowly into the arena, stopped and turned around, just in front of me, I could only see his back.

Echizen Ryomamao looked straight at them, with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked: "Ask you guys, are you professional?"

"What big talk are you talking about, brat...!"

I was stunned, Yuyi held me back, and worried: "Ewha, is your boyfriend alright?"

...I'm afraid something is wrong, Ryoma doesn't seem to be very good at fighting.

And that Yixiang-kun has already made the gesture of rolling up his sleeves to fight.

I quietly grabbed the clothes on Ryoma's back from behind and whispered, "Don't fight."

Echizen Ryoma paused, then turned around, Kohakuhito was darkened by the shadow cast by the brim of his hat, he and I looked at each other for a few seconds, I thought Ryoma understood what I meant.

As a result, he casually took off his coat and threw it to me, looked at the two people opposite him, with a smile on his mouth, inexplicably arrogant: "Then the game will be determined by tennis."

I was suddenly covered by his coat, my eyes went dark, I quickly took it off, and my hair was messed up.

I:"……!"

How is it possible to use this method, there must be a fight...

Zimao nodded complacently: "Yes, kid, be careful crying and go back to find your mother."

I:"………"

He actually agreed! !Such a civilized and peaceful way! !

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought we were going to fight, sorry.

Echizen Ryoma didn't bring a racket, so he turned his head to Kazuo who was holding a tennis racket and said, "Borrow your tennis racket."

"Oh... okay. Do you want me to help?" Hiyama Kazuto was forced to give up the idea of ​​fighting, stunned, handed him the racket, and asked.

"No need," Ryoma weighed the racket nonchalantly, "I'm fine by myself."

We and Huang Mao on the opposite side left first, and before I left, I hesitated: "It doesn't matter if you lose."

"No," Ryoma slightly bent down to assume a playing posture, hopped lightly on the ground a few times, and smiled, "Just watch me win."

A fighting expression.And very dragging.

I nodded.

Yui worried: "Is it really all right?"

I hung Ryoma's clothes on my arm and said with a smile, "It's okay, I just played a game of tennis, I thought there was going to be a fight. I have rekindled my love for this civilized world."

Yixiang tilted his head, hesitantly said: "That..."

Me: "Hino, Hino Pear Blossom."

"Hino," Kazuo paused, "Thank you."

Yui: "Yes, even if we fight, we can't beat the two of them."

Me: "It's okay, just...thank you, Ryoma."

The game started, and the sound of the ball hitting the field continued.

I watched and watched, even if I don't know much about tennis, I can feel the gap.

...Isn't this bloody?The gangster massacred Novice Village?

Yui exclaimed: "Seeing it with my own eyes, I still feel that Echizen-kun is amazing!"

Yixiang glanced at Yui, "Indeed..."

I quietly followed the tennis ball and turned my head, swinging from side to side.

Huang Mao was quickly defeated, showing the look of a defeated dog.

"Damn it...!" He rolled his eyes, the last ball tried to hurt Echizen, and hit Echizen's face, "Look at my last blow!!"

Echizen Ryoma's movements did not change.

Yixiang was startled: "Wait... Has he never moved from the same place from the beginning? He has been standing still and playing ball?"

Yui's eyes widened: "Really..."

Me: "Huh? Really?"

The powerful tennis ball came through the air, Ryoma was still in place, Maotong followed the ball closely, and the next moment, the racket in his right hand swung, and accurately caught the ball that was hit on his head.

Zimao: "... unexpectedly caught it!?"

Not only that, the ball was easily hit by Ryoma using his skills, and it hit Huangmao's forehead hard, and he wailed in pain in an instant.

"Ah, it hurts so much!"

Yui beeped softly: "It deserves it, he hit it first."

I worried: "There must be a fight... I'll call the police first..."

Ryoma put the racket behind his neck, "If you're professional, you guys are still far behind."

"You...you wait for me!"

As soon as I turned on my phone, I stared at their dingy backs in amazement.

What... what's going on?This kind of bad operation should be unconvinced and fight, right?Why does it look like the blood gauge is emptied after losing a tennis ball?

Echizen Ryoma came over and handed out the racket: "Return it to you, thank you."

"No, we have to thank you." Hiyama Kazuo said.

Ryoma didn't answer, but turned to look at me: "I won."

Like in response to a pre-match promise.

I didn't react: "...Oh, so."

Ryoma tilted his head: "I won."

Me: "...um..."

Ryoma stared at me silently.

I:"?"

Yui on one side: "..."