I want to stay with you till the end

Chi, who was sitting next to Inoue, exclaimed, "Hey—leave?"

Inoue nodded slightly, and then looked at the red-haired girl, "Kuno Hi-kun's dream should not only stay in Japan."

Xiang Ridong glanced at the time on the phone, at this time Yue Ren had already gone to make up lessons, so it was fortunate that Yue Ren was not there, so we could talk about this kind of topic.

Xiang Ridong put away his phone, then smiled, "Ah, I guessed it."

When I was training my left hand in Atobe, my heart was already beating around the corner.

I have loved tennis since I was a child, and even lived alone in the United States for the dream of tennis, which shows how strong the obsession with tennis is.

Because of the condition of his right hand, he had to withdraw from the tennis world and return to Japan. This was helpless and forced.

"Since your younger brother said to Rijun that you can play tennis with your left hand, that's how I guessed it."

×××

"Once she has a left hand that is on the road to her dream again, Fuyujin Xiang Ri will not stay in Japan, and she will embark on the road of international tennis again. So even if she is cultivated, she will make a certain contribution to the ice emperor, but it will only be temporary. , she will leave once the left hand matures."

Tracee snorted softly.

He thought about this problem when he planned to train Xiang Ridong to use his left hand. At that time, it was only because he saw the stubbornness and persistence in her eyes that he felt that it was okay to pull her within the scope of his ability, let alone Xiang Ridong. What he did directly affected his member Xiang Riyue.

Only now, he has a little regret.

If he had known that Xiang Ridong was the person he had been looking for, wouldn't he have done this? He trained her left hand, which was equivalent to sending her out of his sight with his own hands... he would still do it, he couldn't break it with his own hands. her dream.

In the evening when we met for the first time, the red-haired girl was sitting on the container, her big eyes with single eyelids were looking at the last sunset in the sky, and the eyes that were bent into a smile were full of despair-like sadness. At that time, she was sad because she could no longer play tennis. .

She was so sad without tennis.

And how could he be willing.

"She is the person my uncle has been looking for. Now that my uncle has found her, he will take her under his wing."

He was still in debt to her, and the last thing he liked was to owe anything to others.

So Xiang Ridong, don't need to say sorry to me, my expectation is not to make you a manager.

"The Ice Emperor under the command of my uncle only needs one emperor, and there is no need for a manager."

"Sure enough, it's Master Jingwu." The butler chuckled faintly.

Atobe Keigo glanced out of the window lightly, seeing the afterglow of the setting sun falling.

×××

"I miss my friends on the west coast, right?" Inoue took a sip from his teacup, "I don't mean anything else, I'm not a reporter, just chatting."

Xiang Ridong smiled, "Yes."

Holding the teacup in her slender hands, the tea leaves floating in the tea water spread out beautifully.

"When I left, it happened that the U.S. State Championship was about to start. I don't know if that guy Mike will practice seriously. I'm not too worried about Kebin. As long as Mike doesn't often instigate him, he won't be too lazy to run around."

"Speaking of Kebin, he is probably practicing tennis desperately, because after the U.S. Youth Championship, a team will be selected for the Japan-U.S. exchange match with Japanese Kanto players."

Xiang Ridong raised his eyes to look at Mr. Inoue, with a playful smile in his eyes, "Mr. Inoue is a reporter, so he should know more about Kaibin. There is a Kaibin in Kanto who is obsessed with defeating The opponent - Echizen Ryoma."

Kebin should be practicing tennis very hard now, in order to defeat that boy named Echizen Ryoma.

Playing tennis with the entanglements of the previous generation is really a hard-working child, although Kebin never admits that he is a child.

"Well, I understand. Judging from the current level of activity of Echizen Ryoma, it is not surprising that he was selected for the main selection of the Kanto Japan-US Exchange Competition, and he is still growing."

As if fighting for something, Xiang Ridong replied with a smile, "Kabin has also made great progress."

"Ah... so I'm really looking forward to it," Inoue laughed. Shiba, who was sitting next to Inoue, was obviously a fan of Echizen Ryoma, she pouted angrily, "What is it, Senior Inoue, Ryoma can't win!"

"Shiba..." Inoue looked at Shiba helplessly.

"You care a lot about Kebbin and Mike."

Xiang Ridong rubbed the center of his brows helplessly, and said with some headaches, "For other people in the club, I am just a senior part-time assistant teacher. For Kaibin and Mike, we can be under the same teacher. The two of them Everyone will call me Senior Sister." But having two juniors like this is really a headache.

A young man with a serious face, although he is actually an awkward child.

One likes to be lazy and greedy, laughing and laughing all day long, especially caring about girls.

Such two juniors, every time she gets into trouble, she is very embarrassed to say that she knows both of them...

"In the state competition, without you, their strength will be weakened a lot, right?" Zhi asked.

Invincible myth.

The light that led the club to the top.

Xiang Ridongjin's departure should be a major flaw for her club. Judging from the collected news materials, many American clubs competing for the national competition are waiting to see the jokes of the West Coast club.They even raised the challenge of "even the top eight of the state competition cannot enter". Without Xiang Ri Dong Jin, how can you dominate everything?

Xiang Ridong hadn't seen these news. Although she was in Japan, she had always been very concerned about the movements in the United States.

It's just that facing these news, Xiang Ridong showed a completely indifferent expression, and his smile was shining brightly like a peach blossom.

"Hey, there's nothing to worry about."

"..." Both Mr. Inoue and Zhi were stunned for a moment.

"It's not that the club I'm in can't do without me. If the club doesn't have strong players, I won't go in either. It's probably because my performance is too dazzling, so that everyone ignores other strengths of the West Coast Tennis Club ,not to mention--"

"And Ayariho." The hidden light of the West Coast Club.

before leaving.

Coach Baker sneered and looked at her condescendingly, "But my subordinates don't need disabled people."

No need for cripples.

To the end of winter, you have abolished yourself.

To the end of winter, you are no longer worthy of being called light.

Since then, Coach Baker has begun to cultivate a new light. If she guessed correctly, it should be Ayariho, who entered the tennis club with her in the same year.

It's just because her radiance is too strong, compared to that of Ayariho's, it's much dimmer, not to mention that Asui is the kind of gentle and well-behaved girl who doesn't like to make publicity as much as she does.

Xiang Ridong is the light of the undefeated myth of the West Coast Tennis Club, and Ayariho is the light behind it.

Xiang Ridong smiled brightly like a peach blossom, with a dazzling light.

"My dream is not only in the United States, but higher - I want to dominate the world."

Therefore, she should not be left too far away by her companions, and she must train her left hand hard. Only when her left hand reaches the strength of her right hand can she return to her country.

So... Atobe, I'm sorry that your expectations were not met. "

expect……

Become Ice Emperor's manager.

terribly sorry.

×××

"Winter end, why did you come back so late?"

When Xiang Ridongjin returned home, Yue Ren, who had finished his remedial classes, was already sitting on the sofa.

"It's a good chat." After Xiang Ridong put down his things, he grabbed Xiang Riyue's hair and rubbed it.

Glaring at her at Riyueren, he said, "I really don't know what to talk about with the reporter..."

"Well, it's something I'm talking about."

"What is it?"

"Hmm..." Xiang Ridong paused for a moment with his hand rubbing Yue Ren's hair, and then rubbed it vigorously again, "Yue Ren, tell Supervisor Sakaki to return the manager's position to Takeuchi-san. You guessed it too... Alright."

Xiang Riyue turned his face to the other side, "Dong Jin, your heart is not in Japan at all."

Now that you can return to the tennis court, you will not be willing to be a manager at all. The probability that you will pick up the tennis racket and return to the battlefield is almost 100% sure.

Because even if you return to Japan, your heart still hasn’t come back. In your heart, there is only the pinnacle of this world, and Japan cannot satisfy you.

From the year you made up your mind to go to the United States, he understood that his older sister will only get further and further away from him.

And all he can do is to keep making himself stronger, thinking that by doing so, he can get closer to Dongjin.

But it's not that I can't accept that you want to leave... After all, you can't be with me forever, and as I said, I will grow up, and I won't be behind you forever.

"Yue Ren... It's best if you don't blame me." In the end, do you have a crush on your younger brother... Xiang Ridong rubbed his nose.

But if it is said that she is a brother-in-law, she doesn't seem to care that much about Honghui. If it is Honghui, she will definitely say "My sister must miss her when she is going abroad", and Honghui will definitely give her a She rolled her eyes, and then answered her, "Who would miss you, how far you go".

So... As expected, there was nothing I could do about Yue Ren.

Xiang Riyue said sullenly, "Probably... when will you return to world tennis?"

"The training of the left hand is almost mature."

"When was that?"

"Is this okay after watching the Ice Emperor go to the whole country?" Yue Ren actually hoped that he could watch him go to the whole country. After all, that is the dream of every middle school tennis school.