After becoming a chaotic daughter

Qingxue's tennis club is the most popular club in the school.

Unlike the women's basketball team, which ranked last in the three rounds, the men's tennis team has achieved remarkable results in recent years, and the heated discussions in the school are also getting better day by day. Girls often come to the court spontaneously to watch their daily life Practice, after Echizen joined the club, more and more students gathered around.

Carrying her schoolbag, Nanako and Miwa came to the training ground of the men's tennis team.

As soon as they approached the tennis court, a girl approached them enthusiastically: "Huh? I haven't seen you on the tennis court before. Are you new here?"

【……newcomer. 】

Nanako didn't understand what she was talking about all of a sudden, and was a little confused.

[What's new? ...A new student? 】

"Are you here to see Master Ryoma practicing? Master Ryoma is on duty today, and he just came to the tennis court. He will change his team uniform and come to practice later. Ah——Master Ryoma is so cute! Such a small boy." The small one is as cute as a child when standing next to Tezuka-kun and the others, but it’s so cool when it’s playing ball, it’s the same when it talks, and the way it walks is also cool and cute. Sorry, no My lord, I really can't help but climb the wall, as expected my true love is Zhengtai...Ahhh! Master Longma is here!"

"—Master Ryoma!!! Come on for training!!!"

At the entrance of the tennis court not far away, Echizen, who had changed into sportswear, came over with a racket. Not only the girl standing next to Nanako, but also the girls on the side of the tennis court screamed excitedly. There were less than ten girls, but they insisted on calling out the aura of a sea of ​​people.

"Master Longma!!!"

"The regional qualifiers are so cool!! Come on, Master Ryoma!!!"

"Training is hard!!! Master Ryoma!!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Nanako and Miwa who seem very out of place among them: "..."

"Don't be shy!" The girl who was talking to them just finished yelling. Seeing Nanako and Miwa standing there as if they were wooden, she patted their shoulders vigorously, and then picked up a large cardboard placed on the ground. It was stuffed directly into their hands.

"You just have to shout out loud! Master Ryoma can feel our support for him! You have to let Master Ryoma feel our heart! Come! Shout after me!"

"—Master Ryoma is so cool!!!!"

The girl clenched her hands into fists in front of her chest, her eyes were closed tightly, her breath sank to her dantian, her voice was like a bell, and she soared into the sky, so shocked that even several seniors in the field looked over.

"Nice, Xiaoxia!" Another classmate next to the girl gave her a thumbs up.

Nanako looked down at the cardboard that was stuffed into her hand, it was half the size of her, and she had to be with Miwa to hold it without falling to the ground.On the cardboard is a handwritten colorful round font [RyomaSama! ! 】【come on! ! ], and there is also a hand-painted pattern that seems to be the silhouette of Echizen's profile.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she had entered the star chasing scene or the MLM scene by mistake.

"... Miwa." Nanako tugged at Miwa's sleeve.

Sanlun looked dazed, as if he didn't know where he was: "...ah?"

Nanako's heart was already on the back foot, she said dryly to Miwa: "I want to go back..."

——I want to go back and feed the flower bags.

Nanako wanted to say this to Miwa, but before she could finish, the girl next to her noticed the two of them looking at the cardboard and interrupted her.

"This is a support board made by our Young Master Ryoma Support Club! It took me a lot of time to complete it, but since you are new members, I will give this to you, thank you!" The girl waved her hand grandly, then boldly pulled Nanako and Miwa over, pushed them to the front of the iron net, and held down one of their shoulders.

"Come on! Let's shout together!—Master Longma, come on!"

Looking at Echizen standing outside the court boundary in the tennis court through the iron net, Nanako was at a loss.

She didn't understand that there was nothing to do with simple swing practice. ... Could it be that what she and these girls saw was not actually the same scene?

Nanako turned her head and saw the same blank look on Miwa's face, she immediately felt relieved.Fortunately, it's not that she's blind, it's probably just that those girls have an extra idol filter than her.

After mingling in the support team at a loss and watching the tennis team's training, the girls from the support team left, and Nanako and Miwa finally managed to escape.

They held a big cardboard and stood under a big tree outside the tennis court. Like two mushrooms, they stood motionless for a while before Nanako spoke to Miwa:

"Where are you going to put this?"

She shook the support board she was holding in her hand.

Nanako is not a fan of Echizen, nor is Miwa, so it seems that this board is of no use to them, but it seems that it is not good to just throw it away.

"Uh... this... um... um..."

Hemming and hawing, not knowing where to put the support board, Miwa frowned, raised his head and thought hard.

"Otherwise, give it to Echizen classmate?" She finally suggested, after all, it has Echizen's name written on it, and it feels a little rude to throw it casually.

Nanako thought it was a good idea.

They wanted to go back to the tennis court to look for Echizen, but they saw Echizen leaving the tennis court with someone who looked like a senior.

The senior wears thin-rimmed glasses and has a serious face. He looks very unhuman. Just his appearance gives people the impression of "excellent student", "student council president", and "meticulous". It feels a bit like the president Kazukikida combined version of .

Nanako and Miwa hugged the support board, followed them and touched it, and saw two people, one tall and one short, turning into a remote corner behind the tennis court.They walked in, and vaguely heard a steady and vigorous voice talking.

Leaning on the corner of the wall, Nanako looked in, and saw that senior was talking to Echizen, the atmosphere was very solemn, as if he was talking about something serious.

Eavesdropping on others is not a good behavior, so Nanako was about to shrink her head back when she heard the senior say to Echizen:

"...At three o'clock in the afternoon three days later, I will wait for you there, and you come alone."

He took out a tennis ball from his pocket, exerted some strength on his wrist, and threw the ball into Echizen's hand. When the ball fell into Echizen's hand, there was a dull "dong" sound.

The senior turned around and left, looking like he was about to have a fight.

Echizen stood where he was, looked down at the ball in his hand for a while, and stuffed the ball into his jacket pocket.He was carrying the racket, and was about to go back to the tennis court. When he turned around, he looked up and saw two small heads protruding from the corner of the wall.

Echizen: "...Is there something wrong?"

He asked Nanako and Miwa.

Nanako raised her head, exchanged a glance with Miwa, and then the two of them worked together to silently lift out the support board behind them, and held it up for Echizen to see.

The very familiar cardboard, he often saw it in club training recently, and he didn't pay much attention to it, but for some reason, it was carried out by Nanako and Miwa, and when he looked at this "ordinary" cardboard, he felt a little more inexplicably Subtle feeling.

Probably similar to the feeling of being dug out of the kindergarten diary by the stinky dad and reading it out in front of the whole family at dinner.

But as a boy who has just entered puberty, Echizen Ryoma will never give in.

"What is this?" He asked as if he really didn't know what it was.

As a good boy, Sanwa answered him thoughtfully: "It's the support board made for you by your support team."

As she spoke, she kept the beginning and the end of what happened just now, cut out the unimportant details in the middle (she and Nana were pulled to cheer), and described it with Echizen in great detail, focusing on the retelling On the affection of the girls in the support club for him.

But she was only halfway through, and Echizen interrupted her, pressing on the brim of her hat to stop her from continuing: "...I see, you don't need to say it."

"... Oh." Miwa closed her mouth and handed him the support board, "here."

Echizen looked at the support board that was just handed in front of him. He was silent for a moment, but still received it, and put it down against the wall next to him. When he raised his head, he found Nanako and Miwa staring at him. .

"..." Echizen was stared at a little strangely by them, "What are you doing?"

The simple Miwa was still debating whether to ask, but Nanako said straightly:

"Are you going to have a date with that senior?"

Echizen: "...?"

He recalled the conversation just now, and it took him a while to react. The two people in front of him probably only heard the second half of the conversation.

Holding the racket in one hand, he took out the ball that Tezuka-senpai threw to him just now from his pocket, and tossed it casually in his hand: "It's just that the captain asked me to play, he can't do such a thing as asking someone to fight. .”

Although he said it so lightly, Nanako felt that it was not certain.After all, Kunikida also looks like a very honest and good student, but Nanako knows that Kunikida and the president fought very hard, the senior just now looked like a combination of the president and Kunikida, maybe it was a hidden A master of martial arts.

"Are you here to watch tennis?" He smashed the ball in his hand to the concrete wall next to him, and caught it after bouncing back, repeating this action back and forth, even if he didn't look with his eyes, he could catch the ball accurately .

Nanako shook her head, and answered him honestly: "After watching... um."

Miwa covered Nanako's mouth with her hand, and said with a confident face, "Yes! That's right! I just came to watch tennis!"

Like the matryoshka answer "Come and watch those fan clubs watching you", it's probably better not to tell the truth at such a time.

"?" Ryoma gave them a strange look.

He knew that the third round was the main selection of the women's basketball team. Although he didn't pay attention to the affairs of other clubs, he also vaguely heard from Taocheng seniors that there was also a very powerful first-year main selection from the women's basketball team. .

Grabbing the tennis ball that bounced back again, he suddenly asked, "Do you want to play?"

"...What?" Nanako didn't follow his sudden jump of thought.

"Play the ball."

As he spoke, he threw the ball in his hand to Sanlun.

This time he has learned his lesson, he will never throw things to Nanako again.

There was a ball coming towards him, and he raised his hand to catch the ball reflexively in three rounds.Echizen walked up to them and handed the racket to Sanwa: "Practice against the wall, will this work?"

Sanlun nodded subconsciously: "Ah, um, I learned it in elementary school physical education class."

After taking the racket, he stood a few meters away from the wall, his body was already in the serving position, and it was only after Sanlun that he suddenly remembered something.

——What she was holding was not a racket, but thirty thousand yen.

The movement of throwing the ball was suddenly stiff.

The three rounds use the oriental racket grip taught by the elementary school teacher. Although it is only practiced against the wall, it can be seen that the posture and movements are standard. It is probably because the racket is not very comfortable in the hand, so I am not sure about the strength.All in all, the level is considered good among amateurs, and it is much worse than that of professional players.

After hitting a few balls, she stopped playing, and sent the racket back to Echizen tremblingly, like sending a hot potato.

Taking back his racket casually, Echizen glanced at Nanako next to him: "Aren't you going to play?"

He casually handed the racket to Nanako.

Nanako shook her head: "I don't know how to fight."

The physical education class in primary school was too difficult. In tennis, she swung her racket in troubled waters. Every ball she caught was a ball. During the exam, she had to rely on three rounds and the teacher to feed the ball.

Echizen didn't ask again, and simply put the racket back neatly.He walked to the position where the three rounds were standing just now, then stepped back a little, stretched the hand holding the ball into his pocket, and took out a second ball.

He tossed two tennis balls one after another, one high and one low, and the racket in his hand was swung out. The air flow quickly passed through the mesh, vibrating the air, causing a slight buzzing sound of breaking through the air.

The first ball hit the wall with a bang in the blink of an eye, bounced sideways, landed on the ground, and rolled towards Nanako.

Nanako subconsciously lowered her head, her gaze followed the ball away.

She turned around, and the sound of the ball hitting the wall sounded again behind her. It was the second ball that had arrived, but she was still bent on picking up the first ball.

With her head down, she followed the first ball and trotted out for a few steps before finally picking it up.

Nanako grabbed the ball, stood up straight, and wanted to give the ball to Miwa——Echizen stood a little far away, and she herself didn't want to run so far to give him the ball.

"Three rounds..."

She turned her head, looked at Sanlun, and took a step back to turn around, but she stepped on something round under her feet.

Her body lost her balance and her center of gravity was unstable. Nanako swayed a few times, but she still couldn't stand still. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab something, but there was nothing around her. Fall straight back.

Before Miwa ran over to grab her, Nanako fell to the ground with a "plop".

"Nanako! Are you alright!" Miwa was a little short and couldn't hold Nanako. Seeing Nanako fall down, she asked Nanako nervously.

She sat down on the ground with her buttocks, and the tennis ball in her hand flew out. Nanako felt a little pain in the palms of her hands on the ground and her sitting buttocks.

She raised her hand, and saw that her palm was scratched a little by the stones on the ground, and tiny drops of blood oozed out, and she felt a tingling sensation.

"...can't stand up." Nanako tried to move her butt, feeling a little unable to get up, she put her hands on the hem of her uniform skirt, raised her head and talked to Miwa, "It hurts."

Miwa hurriedly wanted to take her to the infirmary. Logically speaking, at this time, a boy should carry Nanako to the infirmary to see a doctor. As the only boy present and the culprit who indirectly caused Nanako to fall, Yu Qing Yu Li, this heavy responsibility should all be placed on Echizen's head.

But Miwa looked at Echizen Ryoma who was not as tall as him in front of him.

"Forget it, Nanako, let me carry you."

Echizen who just put down his racket is ready: "..."