what tennis

◎ One punch should be able to hit nine ◎

Even though he said so, Long Ya immediately took a tissue from the tissue box on the table, pulled Nishijima Mari's wrist, and wiped her palm.

The two sat facing each other, Echizen Ryuya's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes focused on the palm of Mari Nishijima.

He smelled very familiar to Mari Nishijima...probably the smell of shower gel in the bathroom.Light, very clean lemon flavor.

"All right."

After crumpling up the dirty paper towels after wiping his hands and throwing them into the trash can, Echizen Ryuya let go of Mari Nishijima's wrist.

Mari Nishijima regained consciousness, raised his hand and rubbed his neck in a disguised way: "You eat first, I have something to go downstairs for a few minutes."

Echizen Ryuya: "Is it related to that phone call?"

Nishijima Mari nodded: "My grandmother's student, his family happened to live nearby, so he brought me dinner on the way."

Echizen Ryuya: "Do you want me to help you carry things?"

Mari Nishijima shook his head quickly: "No need."

3 minute later.

downstairs.

Mari Nishijima looked at the large and small packages of 'specialties' at Kaitang Kaoru's feet, her eyebrows twitched.She took a deep breath and pressed her temple: "Is this dinner?"

Kaitang Kaoru wrapped his arms around his shoulders, his expression was gloomy and scary as always, and the words of caring came out of his mouth like threats.

"This is a special product specially brought to you by Coach Ryugasaki, as the prize money from the last competition was used by the school to organize a trip to Sanya."

He had a straight face, like an emotionless answering machine: "This is dinner."

He raised the bento box wrapped in a green kerchief in his hand, and gestured to Nishijima Mari.

The square scarf used to wrap the bento box looks very familiar, and Nishijima has a reasonable suspicion that this bento may be made by Kaitang Kaoru for fear of starving to death when he lives alone.

She took the bento box and held it.

The bento box was still hot, and the temperature penetrated directly to her arm through the fabric.

Nishijima Mari: "There are too many things, I have to carry them up in several trips. Thank you for coming to deliver things today... Next time my sister will treat you to dinner."

Kaitang Kaoru: "Don't you need me to help move it?"

Mari Nishijima shook her head: "I'm rushing to draft, there are a lot of semi-finished products in the room, it's better not to come in."

"alright."

Of course, this is a lie.

The truth is that there is a man in Nishijima Mari's family who is taller than Kaoru Kaido, and she dare not let Kaoru Kaido see him.Kaoru Kaitang saw it today, and Sumire Ryuzaki should call her tomorrow to care about her 'private life'.

Originally, the family did not approve of her moving out to live alone.Maybe it will be used as an excuse for her to move back.

Although lying to a good boy like Kaitang Kaoru would make people feel a little guilty.

Sitting on the packed specialty cardboard box, Mari Nishijima called the landline at home with his mobile phone.

After getting through, it was no surprise that Echizen Ryuya's voice came from the landline.Nishijima Mari held the lunch box in one hand and the mobile phone in the other: "Echizen-kun, can you come down and help me get something?"

"……it is good."

He promised a little too quickly.

It was completely beyond Nishijima's expectation.So when the phone was hung up, Nishijima Mari was still a little dazed and didn't recover immediately.

Soon the elevator at the door of the apartment opened - Echizen Ryuya was wearing a school uniform that didn't fit well, and walked towards Nishijima Mari casually.The sunset light falling from behind Nishijima Mari dyed his whole body orange.

Echizen Ryuya quickly walked up to Mari Nishijima.Mari Nishijima stood up from the cardboard box, and pushed the cardboard box she was sitting on with the toe of her shoe.

It was very heavy, and Mari Nishijima tried a little bit hard, but he couldn't push the carton.

Echizen Ryuya rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform, bent over, and easily put the cardboard box on his shoulder with one hand, leaving the other hand free to help carry another cylindrical bag.

When he bent his arm hard, the muscles of his forearm bulged obviously, and he could see the blue veins on his arm and the bony knuckles on the back of his hand.The rolled-up cuffs were stuck at his elbow, and he lowered his eyes, looking at Mari Nishijima with a relaxed face: "Can you move the remaining box?"

"..."

Mari Nishijima retracts her foreword.

Echizen Ryuya might not be able to kill eight of her with one punch.There should be more than eight.

She stuffed the phone back into her coat pocket, put the bento box on the box, squatted down and worked hard for a while, holding her breath, and struggled to pick up the box.

The two walked towards the elevator one after the other.

Mari Nishijima tried her best to tilt her neck, poking her head out from behind the cardboard box: "I can't seem to see the elevator buttons..."

Echizen Ryuya: "I can see it."

Mari Nishijima glanced at him with difficulty - he easily turned the box on his shoulder, freed his wrist, and pressed the elevator floor button.

……Fine.

Being tall is amazing.

After entering the elevator, Mari Nishijima put the box at his feet and rubbed his wrist.

She lives on the seventh floor, and it will take some time for the elevator to go up.There was nothing to do standing still, Mari Nishijima couldn't help but look at Echizen Ryuya again.

In fact, she can choose to play with her mobile phone, but she doesn't know why, and she doesn't really want to play.

Just standing there, Echizen Long Yaren gave people a sense of awe.He is tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Even in an ill-fitting school uniform, he looks as handsome as if he just finished a not-so-serious catwalk.

The sleeves of his rolled-up shirt were still stuck at the elbows, and from the forearm to the back of the hand, the beautiful undulating muscle lines could be seen at a glance.

'Ding dong——'

When the elevator reached the seventh floor, Mari Nishijima quickly looked away and kicked the cardboard box out to jam the elevator door.

Echizen Ryuya consciously picked up his things and went out.After all the things in the elevator were moved, Mari Nishijima took out the cardboard box stuck on the side of the elevator door.

When they got out of the elevator, they happened to meet Umetaro Nozaki going out to get takeaway.

Nozaki Umetaro, who was holding the takeaway, first saw Echizen Ryuya, and then saw the shorter Nishijima Mari behind Echizen Ryuya.

He was at a loss: "Xi Dao, is this your new assistant?"

Mari Nishijima was vague: "Well... yes."

Nozaki Umetaro had no doubts.While unpacking the takeaway, he said sincerely to Nishijima Mari: "I haven't found an assistant who can help with coloring. Can I come to you and borrow someone when I rush to finish the draft next time?"

Mari Nishijima: "...Let's talk about it later."

After finally fooling Nozaki Umetaro, Nishijima Mari returned to her room with bags of specialties.

She rubbed her shoulders, which were sore from moving things, and slumped on the sofa.

Echizen Ryuya sat down opposite her: "You need a coloring assistant?"

Mari Nishijima: "...the absence is the absence—wait."

She got up from the sofa and looked at Echizen Ryuya energetically: "Can you color? Color the manga draft."

Echizen Longya supported his cheek with one hand, the corners of his lips curled up in a half-smile: "I know a little bit, but I don't know if I can help you..."

Mari Nishijima's shoulders and waist no longer hurt instantly.

She didn't even care about Echizen Ryuya's identity for a short while.

"Wait, I'll get you a scrap manuscript for a try."

She jumped off the sofa and rushed into her bedroom.

Mari Nishijima picked out a relatively flat piece of draft paper from the pile of waste manuscripts on the floor, and rushed out of the bedroom in a hurry.

She quickly swept aside the curry rice on the table, and pushed the paintbrush and scrap paper to Echizen Ryuya who was opposite after the space was vacated: "I have numbered the colors! You just need to color according to the serial number!"

-Complete-