what tennis

◎It’s just a cat trick◎

The world was suddenly quiet.

A few seagulls skimmed low over the sea, their wings flapping a fluorescent splash.

Mari Nishijima's mind is like a splash of water being photographed.

The waves heaved over the sand, over her calves and knees, and receded.Water dripped from the side of the fungus of the fluffy skirt, dripping onto the young man's bent knees.

Echizen Ryuya raised his wet eyelashes and looked at her with a half-smile.

Mari Nishijima went against reason and asked a very irrational question: "Can you cook?"

Echizen Ryuya: "Yes."

Mari Nishijima touched the young man's wet hair, "What about other housework?"

"Very good at—"

Who can refuse a handsome cat-eyed guy who is wet all over and can do housework?

nobody!

Even if this handsome guy seems to have some brain problems, and there is a high probability that he is a little boy who cheats on food and drink——

In short, in the end, Mari Nishijima brought the other party back home.

During the distance from the beach to the door of the house, Mari Nishijima's mind, bewitched by the handsome guy, gradually returned to the right track, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it.

Bringing home an adult of the opposite sex who looks dangerous, even thinking about it with his heels is very problematic.

And they had only known each other for less than an hour.

Most importantly, it seemed that he had no chance of winning the fight.Along the way, she secretly glanced at Echizen Ryuya several times, and felt that with the opponent's size, she could punch eight of herself with one punch.

The rented room of Nishijima Mari is one bedroom and one living room, with a kitchen and private bathroom.

She went back to her bedroom to change clothes, threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine, cos clothing laundry bags and then threw them into the washing machine.

In the room where only one person is usually active, another person obviously exists: the light on in the bathroom, the closed door in the bathroom, the sound of water from the shower nozzle in the bathroom...

The washing machine is next to the bathroom.When Mari Nishijima was pouring laundry detergent into the washing machine, she couldn't help but glance at the bathroom door.

The bathroom door is a translucent frosted door.

After only a glance, Nishijima Mari quickly retracted her gaze and covered her nose with the back of her hand.

"Truth Sauce~"

The bathroom door was opened a crack, and Echizen Ryuya poked his head out from inside: "The bath towel is too small, I can't use it."

Mari Nishijima, who was facing away from the bathroom door, rubbed the tip of her nose and said in a muffled voice, "I'll go to the next door and ask the neighbor to lend you some clothes."

Echizen Ryuya laughed out loud, "Okay."

"..."

Oh, it's just a trick for stray cats to tame humans.

Can't be fooled.

Treat him to a meal after taking a shower and send him away!

Clenching his fist, Nishijima Mari became firm again.She went out and knocked on the neighbor's door - within two seconds, the door opened.

Neighbor Nozaki Umetaro's face was pale, leaning against the door frame unsteadily, and his voice was weak: "Good morning... Sorry, I'm too tired today, I may not be able to cook, Nishijima, you should order takeaway by yourself."

"If you can, please help me to order one, please."

"Because I stayed up late to catch up on the draft, and opened my eyes for too long, I can't read the words on the phone at all."

"..."

Mari Nishijima: "No problem, should I still order the curry from last time?"

Umetaro Nozaki nodded weakly.

Mari Nishijima took out her mobile phone and chatted with Umetaro Nozaki while ordering food: "Can you lend me a boy's school uniform? I——my friend has no clothes for the time being."

Umetarou Nozaki's energy has been sucked up by rushing to write, and he has no time to wonder who Mari Nishijima's friend is, nor pay attention to the unnatural hesitation in her tone of voice.

He staggered and turned back to the house. His tall and stooped back made people worry that this guy would die suddenly in a second.

Soon, Umetaro Nozaki came out with a boys school uniform in his arms and handed it to Mari Nishijima.

The two have been neighbors for more than a year without incident, and once shared a comic editor, and their relationship has always been very good.

Mari Nishijima returned to her room with her school uniform in her arms, and passed the clothes to Ryuya Echizen through the frosted bathroom door that was not closed tightly.During the whole process, Truth did not look at Echizen very politely—she studied the texture of the frosted door, and then began to study the door of the frosted door.

Truth began to reflect on itself: Why did you choose frosted doors when you rented a house?

At this time, there was a hasty knock on the door.

Mari Nishijima came back to his senses, and murmured in his heart: The takeaway is delivered so fast?

She walked over and opened the door: "Takeaway?"

After seeing the 'delivery man' standing outside the door, Mari Nishijima was taken aback.The boy wearing the same school uniform as Mari Nishijima scratched his cheek shyly: "Is this the takeaway that Nishijima-san ordered?"

"..."

Mari Nishijima nodded, and reached out to take the curry rice in the other party's hand.But the boy shrank back, avoiding the hand extended by Nishijima Mari, his eyes dodged: "Student Nishijima lives alone? I thought—"

"Why do you think?"

A lazy male voice suddenly sounded.

Mari Nishijima could feel Echizen's arm, which had just rushed through the hot water and was still steamed and moist, resting lightly on his shoulder.

She raised her head, just in time to see Echizen Ryuya's jaw and the drop of water on his Adam's apple.As Long Ya spoke, her Adam's apple slipped, and the dripping water rolled down and dripped into her collar.

The boy's eyes widened: "Who are you?!"

Echizen Ryuya put one hand on Nishijima Mari's shoulder, bent slightly, and forcibly took the takeaway from the boy's hand.

"Truth sauce, is this your classmate?"

He didn't answer the boy's question, and asked about Nishijima on his own, with a pitiful look when he lowered his eyes—Nishijima coughed dryly, and looked away unnaturally: "The junior from the tennis club... I just interviewed him as a reporter for the school magazine."

There was a clear, hurt look on the boy's face.

Probably because he didn't want to stay in this sad place, the junior left soon.

Mari Nishijima breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the doors of the elevator on the floor closed.Before she could open her mouth, Echizen Longya had consciously moved her arm away from her shoulder, raised the takeaway in her hand and asked, "Is it for me too?"

Mari Nishijima: "...Yes."

Putting Nozaki Umetaro's copy at his door, Nishijima Mari sent him a text message.

She estimated that at this point, Nozaki Umetaro was still catching up on sleep, so she didn't knock on the door to wake him up.

When she returned to her room, she saw that Long Ya had already arranged all the takeaway boxes.

He was wearing Nozaki Umetaro's school uniform—at first Mari Nishijima was worried that it might not fit well, after all, Nozaki Umetaro's stature was there—but unexpectedly, the slightly loose school uniform fit on Echizen Ryuya very well .

Like a handsome school bully who blocks the heroine in an alley and asks for a kiss in a school otome game.

The unreasonable association only lasted a few seconds, Nishijima Mari pinched her own face, gritted her molars and scolded herself: beauty misleads people!

She sat down and had a few mouthfuls of food when her phone rang again.

Echizen Ryuya reminded her: "Truth sauce, call."

In less than three hours, he had already started calling out Nishijima Mari's name naturally.

It's as if they've known each other for years.

Mari Nishijima chewed for a while.She glanced at the contacts on the phone screen, a little unwilling to answer the call, raised her hand and hung up.

The phone had just hung up, but within two or three seconds, the call came back tenaciously.On the screen of the mobile phone, the name of 'Haitang Kaoru' kept beating, just like a reminder.

"..."

Echizen Ryuya: "Is it convenient to pick up?"

Mari Nishijima: "... eat your food."

Echizen Ryuya shrugged, hummed a tune that Mari Nishijima couldn't understand, and continued eating.

Mari Nishijima took the phone and answered the phone: "What's the matter?"

"Hiss... I'm downstairs, open the door for me."

Nishijima Mari twitched the corners of her mouth: "No! Unless you swear you didn't bring a tennis racket!"

Kaitang Kaoru: "...the coach asked me to come here! You can't open the door—"

"Truth Sauce~ Curry is going to be cold?"

Echizen Ryuya's voice came from behind him extremely inappropriately.

Mari Nishijima was stunned for a moment, Kaoru Kaidou on the other end of the phone raised his voice in astonishment: "A boy's voice?"

Mari Nishijima covered Echizen Ryuya's mouth as fast as she could in her life, and calmly replied, "It's a girl's voice. It's my classmate, Ya-chan."

Kaitang Kaoru: "...Really?"

Nishijima Truth: "Why should I lie to you? Is there any benefit in lying to you?"

Kaitang Kaoru: "Okay - the coach asked me to bring you dinner. If you refuse to open the door for me, come down and get it yourself."

Mari Nishijima answered yes, and then quickly hung up the phone.

Echizen Ryuya, who was held in her arms, struggled symbolically, trying to get her attention.Mari Nishijima lowered his head, just in time to meet Long Ya's innocent wide cat eyes.

He seemed completely oblivious to the seriousness of the matter.

Mari Nishijima let go of his hand: "You—hiss, what is this? Curry?"

She stared at the unknown seasoning on her palm and fell silent.Echizen Longya rubbed his sore cheeks, innocently: "You were the one who covered my mouth first, is it normal to get this?"

-Complete-