I want to stay with you till the end

That arm fell, and what fell with it was the heart of the boy chasing after his sister's footsteps.

This is the second time I saw my sister's right hand fall for him.

The first time was the street tennis match against Akaya Kirihara. If he hadn't been beaten and injured, Dong Jin, who protected his shortcomings, would not have stood up to continue the match for him.

The second time, he knocked that arm off with his own hands.

Xiang Hiyueren was trembling all over, he ran to the other side of the tennis court as fast as he could, he was half kneeling in front of the red-haired girl, his hands didn't know where to put them because of fear, they just lay helplessly on the other side of the tennis court. In front of him, he wanted to reach out to touch her, but he didn't dare——

"elder sister……?"

×××

"elder sister……"

"Sister, why don't you speak?"

"Why... my sister lied to me."

"Actually, my sister can't taste the taste. It's not because of Aunt Sakai, right? It's actually my sister's intention, right..."

"It turns out that the secret my sister wants me to keep...is this."

"Sister, why is this..."

It seems that the distant time has been pulled over, and my mind is full of old memories.

The petite boy squatted halfway in front of her, his eyes full of horror.

She touched her younger brother's head and smiled brightly as usual, "It's just that I can't taste the taste anymore, but in the future, my mother will never leave again."

"But sister..." The boy stumbled and stood up, she reached out to help him, but her outstretched hand was violently shaken away, her startled eyes met the boy's indifferent eyes, "No, I don't want to Calling your sister!"

"From now on... I won't call you sister anymore!"

×××

"Sister...what's the matter with you, sister?"

Helpless and vulnerable, what a familiar but distant call...that "sister" sounded in my ears.

Xiang Ridong tried his best to endure the uncontrollable pain in his right hand, raised his eyes, and the first thing he saw was her brother.

The panic in those eyes was like when Yue Ren was beaten by his father when he was a child. Yue Ren was most afraid of his father, so every time he would be so scared that he couldn't sleep, and then hid in her room.

The "sister" one after another is touching.

"Dongjin... are you alright?" Ninja Yushi knelt down, brushed away her hair that was hanging in front of her and covered her eyes, and then saw her wrinkled face in pain.

That face...was almost distorted by the pain, and Ninzu Yuuji was taken aback.

However, almost at the same time, Xiang Ridong shook his head away violently, his hair fell down again to cover his face, and Xiang Ridong's voice, which he tried to endure because of the pain, came out intermittently, "Don't...look."

"Yue Ren, close your eyes and don't look."

"Good, be obedient."

Like bewitching, even with painful trembling, it sounds so gentle.

Xiang Riyue shook his hands, then closed his eyes obediently.

Xiang Ridong smiled, and said softly, "What a good boy, my sister likes good children the most."

Xiang Ridong raised his right hand, his left hand touched the right hand... and then paused at the joint.

Yushi Ninzu from a doctor family's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood Xiang Ridongjin's intentions, "Dongjin, stop the competition and go to the hospital."

Xiang Ridong ignored him, his left hand paused on the protrusion of his right knuckle, and exerted his strength——

"Crack." There was a crisp sound.

This frightening action shocked everyone present, especially the gentle Feng Chotaro, who was even more frightened.

"Senior Xiangri...you, you were just..."

Cold sweat dripped from Xiang Ridongji's face because of the action just now, "You have seen it too, there is nothing to say."

She raised her eyes to look at Yue Ren who closed her eyes forcefully in front of her. Even with her eyes closed, she was trembling with fear and helplessness.

Xiang Ridong stretched out her hand to cover his closed eyes, the warm palm was surprisingly reassuring, she smiled, "Continue the game, Yue Ren."

"Can't--"

"Let's continue the game." Xiang Ridong interrupted Yue Ren's slightly trembling words with a smile, "I've been looking forward to this game for a long time, so don't let it give up halfway."

"But sister, I don't want you to lose another thing because of me."

If this arm continues, not only will it be impossible to play tennis, but it will also be impossible to carry out ordinary daily life.

He couldn't let the game go on.

"Did you lose it..." Xiang Ridong withdrew her left hand covering Xiang Riyue's eyes, she picked up the tennis racket on the ground, but almost at the same time another big hand that did not belong to her covered the back of her hand, stopping this Everything moves.

Xiang Ridong tried his best to resist the urge to look at his face, he couldn't look at his face, he couldn't look at the tenderness on his face, he would fall into it.

She smiled, "Ninzu-kun, are you going to stop me?"

That unfamiliar title seemed to have returned to the original point, and nothing happened between them.

Yushi Ninzu frowned, but he knew the situation at this time, and the key point was to prevent Xiang Ridongjin from continuing the game. He nodded and said firmly, "Yes!"

She chuckled, with coldness and sarcasm, "What are you doing to stop me, huh?" She gave Ninzu Yuji a look with deep disdain and indifference.

Ninja Yuuji was startled.

That look...

His hands froze, Xiang Ridong took the opportunity to break free from his restraint, she raised her racket, and took out a tennis ball from her pocket——

"bump!"

With a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, the tennis ball has already hit the bottom line on the other side of the court steadily with a topspin posture!

Accurate.

Sharp and sharp.

Everyone was startled, she just...was using her left hand?

Xiang Ridong never looked back, but she knew that everyone's eyes had pierced her back.

"elder sister……"

"Yes, that's what you saw," Xiang Ridong tried his best to make his voice indifferent and nonchalant, "I lied to you again, the so-called right hand is not my only bargaining chip."

"I made you worry for nothing, Yue Ren."

"Hate me, blame me, vent all your hatred on tennis, beat me hard, beat me."

"Let's keep playing, huh?"

She smiled in the backlight.

It's because the sun is too dazzling, such a backlight.

So there was an urge to cry.

×××

"Atobe, it's up to you to choose whether to stop the game or not."

The only people who did not run on the field were Keigo Atobe, Director Sakaki, and Hikichiwaka.

Even the juniors who had nothing to do with Xiang Ridongjin ran to the court one after another, because everyone couldn't bear the cruel competition between siblings.

Supervisor Sakaki's faint voice was still indifferent.

Atobe Keigo raised his noble chin, and nodded in the direction of Xiang Ridongjin, with a graceful and lazy smile on the corner of his lips, "Did you see, she stood up."

"So?" Supervisor Sakaki glanced at the young man known as the emperor, and had to admit that he wanted to figure out Atobe's thoughts carefully.

"The player did not voluntarily abstain, nor was he unable to play due to injury, so continue."

Hijiruo leaned leisurely on the wire fence of the tennis court, raised his eyes lightly, "Minister doesn't seem worried, is it because he knew about Xiangri-senpai's left hand early in the morning?"

He noticed early in the morning, the tiny callus on his left hand.

Although it was too subtle or even imperceptible compared to the dense covering on his right hand, he still did not let go of this detail.

A comprehensive observation of the opponent's physical fitness is something that must be done in every game, and he is gradually developing this ability.

Atobe Keigo chuckled, arrogant and elegant, "You also noticed, Hiyoshi, you are very smart, huh?"

He didn't worry because he knew about it, and if it was impossible for Riji to know about Xiang Ridong's practice of his left hand, he could only say that he was observing, carefully and comprehensively.

He suppressed his smile and narrowed his eyes, "Riji, I am looking forward to how the tennis club will develop after handing over to you, huh?"

Rijiruo was taken aback, and covered it up calmly, "Thank you, Minister, for what you said."

×××

"Sister...you lied to me again."

Xiang Ridong never turned around to look at the trembling teenager half kneeling on the ground, his eyes were full of indifference, "So, hate me, loathe me, pick up your tennis racket, and defeat me."

"elder sister……"

The red-haired boy stood up shaking his head, his clenched fists were almost bruised, "Unforgivable."

Xiang Ridong felt pain from the bottom of his heart.

But Yue Ren, if you can use anger to stimulate the potential in your heart, it doesn't matter.

The right hand is already useless, so it doesn't matter if you use it again.

I Xiang Ridong was originally a crazy and extreme person, I always knew it.

"But, very happy."

Xiang Ridongji's stature paused.

"Although she lied to me, my sister can continue to play tennis. I am very happy."

"In this way, I can defeat you without any consideration."

There's nothing to consider... defeating you.Xiang Ridong jumped with all his heart, what does this mean!

She turned around abruptly, and saw the red-haired young man with his head down, but his fists were so tightly clenched, as if he was about to pierce his nails into his palm.

"If I win, my sister will really say goodbye to tennis from now on. Even as a manager, I am not qualified. I would rather lose the game than let my sister say goodbye to tennis forever. It doesn't matter if I lose the status of the main election. I can start from the bottom. Get up again, but if my sister loses, she really has nothing."

"Now, I'm happy because I know that even if I beat you, you can still continue your tennis dream."

"My sister lied to me, but I can understand her intentions. She wants my anger. Get angry and try my best to defeat you..."

The boy paused for a while, and said with a choked voice, "But sister, you don't understand me. I've said it many times, and I've grown up, but you don't believe it at all, so you don't understand me at all."

"It doesn't matter if the winner's situation is handed over to you, as long as you can continue the dream of tennis."

"Sister, you don't even know that I think so."

elder sister……

Sister... I can understand your heart, but you don't understand me at all.

Because I am still the child in your heart who has not grown up, so you don't even know that my thoughts have grown up.

×××

What is condensed on the tennis court is not the previous indifference and brutality.

Not the previous resentment.

It was the sadness from that boy.

×××

"But from now on, I don't have to worry about defeating you anymore."

"But from now on, you are my real opponent, we don't owe each other anything, we compete on an equal footing!"

The red-haired boy with the younger sister's head narrowed his eyes, which contained the desire for dreams.

No longer chasing in the footsteps of my sister.

No longer chasing the light of my sister.

His tennis is in his own hands, but before that, he has to beat his sister, his first opponent.

×××

Atobe Keigo slightly curled the corners of his lips, "The game really begins."

To the end of winter.

His eyes glanced at her left hand, on the little finger was a delicate tail ring, but the red-haired girl stretched out her hand as if to take it off.

She walked slowly to the rest chair, and put the tail ring, which was not used to its existence, on the coat.