fall in love with Echizen

I lay on the railing and watched the game bored, surrounded by cheers.

I am really happy that Qingxue won because of the school's sense of honor.

I propped my face and quietly watched other people's games when my phone rang.

[Dad: How are you, Lihua?Is it really good at tennis? ]

[Ewha: Huh?Ryoma hasn't played yet. ]

[Ewha: Also, isn’t there a record of Ryoma winning games in the United States on the website? ]

[Dad: Oh, your dad and I don't know tennis, so I don't know the gold content of those games.What if you get scammed, Pear Blossom? ]

[Ewha: ...? ]

[Pear Blossom: Cat Question Mark.jpg]

[Ewha: What are you doing lying about? ]

[Dad: Just...just... wanting money? ]

[Ewha: ...]

I think Dad may not be sober now.

[Dad: Anyway, Ewha, don't worship a person's aura of achievement too much, it's easy to get dizzy.After all, falling in love is not about talking about each other's trophies. ]

[Ewha: No, I won’t do this again. ]

[Dad: You said it easy... remember to eat well at noon. ]

[Ewha: I know, Dad, you too. ]

After chatting for a while, the game on the field ended, and Senior Fuji gave up the game.

Sakurano: "...It's a pity."

The people off the court didn't know the reason. I watched for a while, and another senior's hand should have been shaken, and he couldn't continue the game.

I whispered: "...Why is there no ambulance escort around the sports competition?"

Even the school's major sports meeting will stop an ambulance there for emergency.

Ying Nao didn't hear clearly: "What did you say, Pear Blossom?"

Me: "It's nothing, that senior should go to the hospital, nothing serious will happen."

Sakura breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

I waited for a while, and the familiar dark-green haired boy stood up, still wearing a white baseball cap.

I saw him as soon as he stood up.

I propped my chin against the railing.

It should be a Ryoma race...?

Before he finished thinking, the boy who picked up the racket looked around casually, and his amber pupils met my eyes.

I:"?"

...Wait, it should be more of a cheering action at this time.

I was about to clench my fist to cheer him up, but Echizen Ryoma seemed to just want to see if I was there, and when he saw me, he raised the corners of his lips and gave a chuckle, then looked away, and walked onto the tennis court with another person full of fighting spirit.

I stopped awkwardly: "..."

Ryuzaki Sakura wants to look over.

I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, bent my arm raised in mid-air, stroked my hair, and smiled: "There is a new competition, hahahahaha."

Sakura didn't notice it: "Yeah!"

When she turned her head back, I quickly let go.

……

For some reason, Ryoma's game was not going well. Is it because of doubles?

But at first they really scared me when they spoke...

There is still sound on the field now.

Ryoma: "Ah!"

Takeshi Momoshiro: "Yes!"

I:"………"

Hold back, can't burst out laughing.

Moreover, all the people around had a serious look of "so powerful" and "so novel", which made me even harder to laugh out loud.

In order to hold back the smile, I even changed from supporting my jaw with one hand to covering my mouth.

The result of the game on the court was still lost to the opponent.

Sakura worried: "Will Ryoma and the others lose..."

I:"……"

[Ewha: What do you think, Dad? ]

[Dad: Ha!If he was the protagonist of the comics, he would definitely win in the end, but unfortunately not, bless him. ]

[Ewha: ... I just found out that Dad, you are fishing at work, right? ]

[Dad: ... ]

Then my dad just pretended to be dead, no matter how I poked him, he would not reply me.

I have no choice, and I can't understand the trend of winning or losing tennis games, so I can only continue to watch.

Ryoma and the others fell into a disadvantage, and they quarreled again halfway.

I watch quietly.

They all thought they would lose, until Ryoma and the others used their rackets to draw a dividing line on the court at the same time.

Sakura said happily: "It looks like Ryoma and the others are going to overtake!"

I hum.

It was indeed overtaken, and finally won.

When Ryoma left the field, amber eyes met my gaze inadvertently.

I smiled slightly at him, and killed him without doing anything else.

"...Hey, you...you can't be Ryoma's...girlfriend, right?"

The female reporter, who didn't care much at first, saw the dark-green-haired boy looking over. Although he pretended to be casual, Saori Shiba, who had lived in society for many years, was not so easily fooled.

Obviously intentional.

She lowered her head, followed Ryoma's gaze, and found me.

Me: "...um..."

Zhi Saori was surprised: "I thought it was fake?!"

I paused: "That's it."

"Sorry..." Zhi Saori reacted and said excitedly, "Can I ask how you two met?"

"..." I thought for a while, "Just, on the tennis court."

"Hey——you must also like tennis very much!"

Me: "... so-so."

She still wanted to strike up a conversation, but her attention was drawn to the field again.

I breathe a sigh of relief.

Not very good at dealing with unfamiliar adults.

Reminds me of elementary school, where there are so many people in the class, and I was selected for the black history when I was interviewed by the TV station.

Seal it, don't think about it any more.

Ryoma's game is over, I asked Sakurano how long it will be until his next game, and I learned that it will be a long time.

There are no seats here, and I can only stand while watching. I am tired from standing.

"Sakura, I'm going to rest first, come back later." I whispered to Sakura.

Ying Nao hummed, thinking of something: "Erhua, are you hungry? You can eat bento now."

I... I shamelessly agreed, and before I left, I was unwilling to ask: "Thank you... But Sakura, aren't you tired?"

Sakura shook her head: "I'm not tired, just standing."

...Aren't you tired from standing? !

It turned out that it was me who was weak.

I walked out of the crowd with the girl's bento in my arms, sat down in a pavilion, and placed the bento on the stone table.

"I'm gonna start now."

"...It's really my own way."

Echizen Ryoma walked out by himself, forgetting Takeshi Momoshiro's words, Kohakuhito glanced at the place where the girl was standing.

No one is empty.

...Do you really only watch his games alone? ...although there is nothing wrong with it.

But where will the pear blossom go?

After Echizen Ryoma went to provoke the people of Fudo Peak, he talked to Kaidou a few words, and the sky began to rain heavily.

I was eating and it was raining outside.

I recalled that Sakura was indeed carrying an umbrella, so I relaxed and continued eating.

The bentos made by girls are different...! !Very delicious! !

I unconsciously squinted my eyes to enjoy, and there was a shadow cast in front of my eyes.

"Are you eating here?"

I looked up, and it was Ryoma, looking down at me with amber eyes, and raindrops fell from the dark green broken hair while speaking.

I swallowed: "Are you caught in the rain?"

"It doesn't matter." He adjusted his hat and sat casually next to me, with his hands behind his back.

The damp rain on his body brought a faint coolness.

I stared at him curiously, Ryoma raised his neck and tilted his head, Kober almost glanced down at me, his eyelashes were drawn down.

I gradually followed the traces of the water droplets falling from the broken hair around his ears, slipped past his raised jaw line, and when passing by the collarbone, it may be because the collarbone is very deep, the water droplets stopped there.

"What are you looking at?" he said suddenly, and I looked up and into his amber eyes.

There was a smile on the corner of Longma's mouth, as usual, very arrogant.

I froze for a moment and said, "Ryoma, aren't you cold?"

"It's not cold." Longma straightened up slightly, and the water drops finally slipped from the collarbone and disappeared into the collar.

He lowered his head and raised it again, Maotong looked at me quietly: "Have you finished eating? What do you see me doing?"

I choked.

This is really the same sentence as my mother told me to eat instead of watching TV...

I silently turned my head and continued to eat. Ryoma lowered his eyes and opened the grape-flavored Fanta can easily with a puff.

I took a bite of my meal, and when I heard his voice drinking Fanta, I couldn't help but feel thirsty too.

After eating the last bit of food in two or three bites, I closed the lunch box, wiped my mouth, and turned my head silently: "... Where did I buy the drinks?"

"Vending machine." Ryoma casually placed the can on the stone table, and the rainwater had been absorbed by the jacket.

I was thinking about buying an umbrella when he pulled out an apple-flavored Fanta out of nowhere and put it in front of me.

I looked over, Longma didn't look at me, lowered his head and took a sip of soda: "Buy whatever you want."

Me: "Oh...thank you."

I took a few gulps, and ended up belching as soon as I put down my drink.

Me: "Hic."

I:"………"

Ryoma: "Pfft"

I turned my head, but he looked leisurely, as if nothing had happened, seeing my suspicious eyes, he raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"

……ah? !He just absolutely laughed, right? !

Even though it was raining loudly, I vaguely heard it.

I didn't speak. After a long while, Ryoma lowered his head and seemed to start taking a nap, and I was sleepy looking at it.

But it's easy to get cold when sleeping on a rainy day, let alone I don't wear a coat.

I stared at him, Ryoma didn't know what to think, raised his eyes and said: "If you want to hug me, I'm wet. So I can't."

Me: "Huh? Who wants to hug? No!"

Ryoma stopped moving, just stared straight at me, and stated: "When you take a nap, you will hug people unconsciously."

Me: "...that's just a few times, right?"

He smiled and said nothing.

I leaned on the stone pillar and looked outside boredly, and gradually, I actually fell asleep.

……

Echizen Ryoma lowered his eyes, the girl fell asleep, her chest rose and fell slightly.

Although the outside of the coat is wet, the inside is not.

He took it off casually and put it on Lihua's body.

Then Horio and the others arrived, and subconsciously lowered the volume when they saw Rika fell asleep.

Ryoma: "Except for the sound of the bell, it won't wake her up."

Horio: "Are you kidding me!?"

And another person from Professional Tennis Monthly talked about Fudo Mine Tachibana Yoshihei.

When it was time to leave, Ryoma looked away from Rika and got up.

Ying Nao also stood up: "Aren't you going to wake up Pear Blossom?"

"You can call her later when you are coming." Ryoma picked up Fanta, turned around halfway, looked at the other person as if thinking about other things, "By the way, that guy just woke up Stupid, you can laugh at her when she rolls off."

Sakura watched him leave.

...Although I said that, I know that as a friend, she won't ignore Ewha, right?Ryoma... What a strange and awkward reminder.

When I woke up, it was Sakura's face, and I yawned: "Sakura..."

"It's time to go, it's time to compete."

"Okay..." I followed her in a daze, and Ying Nao was about to go the wrong way, so I pulled her back and led her away.

As soon as I arrived at the competition venue, I first asked someone to bring my coat to Ryoma.

So when he played singles, he still wore the blue and white team uniform.

Ryoma was injured in this game, and his eyelid seemed to be scratched.

He ended up sitting on a bench, and since it was a public area, I could go in, so I did.

"Ah, is it from Echizen...?" Takeshi Momoshiro wanted to speak, but he realized that this is not a good time for introductions, so he kept his mouth shut, "Hino, take care of Echizen's wound."

I took it: "Good senior."

I lowered my head, the blood from Ryoma's eyes flowed down, and the other amber eye that could only be opened looked at me, moved away, and looked at Takeshi Momoshiro: "Senior, can you help me get the other racket in the backpack?"

Takeshi Momoshiro: "...Do you want to continue the game?!"

"Well, of course." His eyes felt like they were glowing as he said that.

I knelt down to wipe his blood, and his eyes fell on my face again.

The rest of the seniors started to discuss something. It was difficult for me to talk in a tense atmosphere, and it was obviously not the time to formally introduce myself.

I helped him tie the bandage, blinked, and said in a low voice that only the two of us could hear: "...will you cry?"

Ryoma didn't respond: "What?"

"Because you were injured." I paused.

It hurts to be hurt... Even the mischievous male classmates in my old class still cried like something when they got hurt.

I whispered again: "You have to hold back, and cry after the game."

"..." He understood, glanced at the seniors who were walking away automatically, and the senior Taocheng who was holding the racket, lowered his head, and asked in a low voice like mine: "Then will you cry?"

I was taken aback: "... what?"

There's still a smile in his voice and the air of a tennis match.

Maybe it was the excitement of meeting a good opponent in the game that burned away his usual awkward emotions, revealing an even worse boyishness inside. Echizen Ryoma deliberately used the same reason as me to attach himself to my ears, and his voice was abnormal in the noisy environment. Clearly and bluntly:

"Because I was hurt."

"Will you cry?"