what tennis

◎The last request in life◎

The next morning, it was still Echizen Ryuya's breakfast, and he also thoughtfully prepared a lunch box for Mari Nishijima.

Because of the incident of 'his bedroom was turned upside down by an unknown thief', Mari Nishijima was a little absent-minded in class all morning.

After class ended with great difficulty, when Mari Nishijima took out the Chinese textbook needed for the next class, a photo fell out of her Chinese textbook.

Mari Nishijima picked up the photo—only then did she remember that she had promised Maki Hirakawa last week that she would return the photo to her.

Maki Hirakawa and Mari Nishijima are not in the same class, she is in class seven, and Maki Hirakawa is in class two.She took a detour to Maki Hirakawa's class, only to find that her seat was empty.

Mari Nishijima grabbed a random student and asked, "Is Maki Hirakawa not in class?"

The student caught by her was stunned, and turned to look at her class: "You mean Pingchuan? She didn't come to class today."

Mari Nishijima: "...Are you sick and asked for leave?"

"I don't know." The student shrugged and spread his hands: "Only the teacher knows this... Wait, let me ask Pingchuan's deskmate for you."

"Noji! Do you know why Hirakawa didn't come today?"

The boy whose name was called raised his head with a blank face: "Ping Chuan? I don't know. I haven't seen her since I went out this morning."

After the student got the answer, he turned his head and showed a helpless expression to Mari Nishijima: "Noji is Hirakawa's deskmate and neighbor, if even he doesn't know, then only the teacher will know."

Mari Nishijima politely thanked the other party and left Maki Hirakawa's class.

She was holding the Chinese textbook and wanted to go back to the class directly, but in the corridor, she ran into the second class math teacher who was about to go to the classroom—Makoto Nishidao. Why didn't Maki-san come to school?"

Teacher Huasui stopped and looked at her in surprise, "Nishi Island..."

"Well, did you ask Hirakawa? I just called her home, but no one answered. I'm planning to visit her home after school in the afternoon."

Mari Nishijima thanked the teacher, and then went back to her class with her Chinese textbook in her arms.

Originally this was just a small episode.The relationship between Mari Nishijima and Makikawa is limited to knowing the name and occasionally greeting each other. If there is no way to return her photo today, it doesn't matter if you return her photo tomorrow.

But Mari Nishijima felt a little uncomfortable and vaguely uneasy.She couldn't tell what was wrong, but she felt that everything was wrong.

A vague feeling that something big was about to happen, but she still couldn't grasp the main point, always lingered in Nishijima's heart, so that she didn't pay much attention to the class all morning.

lunch time.

The trio of friends met again on the rooftop.

Miko Chai looked at Mari Nishijima's bento box with an envious expression: "It looks so rich..."

He glanced at Nozaki Umetaro's bento box next to him, and continued to envy: "It looks so rich..."

Nozaki Umetaro: "It's easy to make a bento."

Mari Nishijima nodded approvingly: "Just let the boyfriend into the kitchen."

Miko Chai: "?"

Under Mikoshiba's eyes full of question marks, Nishijima Mari ate the fried shrimp balls without changing his face.

Nozaki Umetaro: "Speaking of which, Nishijima, have you finished your draft?"

Mari Nishijima froze when chewing the shrimp balls, and the food in his mouth suddenly lost its delicious taste.

She poked the broccoli with her chopsticks, and said, "No, I haven't even started writing yet."

Umetaro Nozaki: "...can you finish drawing?"

Mari Nishijima: "I don't know, if I can't finish the painting, I can only climb up to the roof and call the editor."

When she talked about the rooftop, her tone was so bleak that Miko Chai was in no mood to envy Nishijima Mari's lunch.

Echizen home.

After lunch, for the Echizen family, the best sport is to play tennis. If the tennis ball didn't almost wipe out the air like a meteorite fragment, the scene in front of us could be called a warm family theater.

Long Ya missed a ball and the game was suspended.

He took off his hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, his eyes were brighter than ever.The excessive brightness reveals a terrifying and dangerous atmosphere, like a wild animal that has just finished hunting.

Echizen Minamijiro got out of that state far faster than he did.

Almost as soon as he threw away the racket, he returned to the appearance of an idle middle-aged uncle.

"I'm quite surprised," Echizen Nanjiro held his water glass, sat down on a rock at random, and said, "Since you've come here, why don't you just come back to live? Anyway, there is a room for you at home. "

Echizen Ryuya snapped out the tennis ball embedded in the wall, and said calmly, "I'm living in the house of truth now."

Echizen Nanjiro: "Is it the girl I met at the pet hospital last time? Speaking of which, she is the girl... you asked me to help you find it?"

Echizen Ryuya nodded.

Echizen Nanjiro was quite proud: "I just said that I am alone! That girl is very cute, and I will never admit her mistake - but are you going to keep the matter of playing tennis from her? There are some things that are not How to hide it?"

"Maybe that child has already noticed something, but I just want you to confess to her face to face."

Echizen Ryuya: "...I will find an opportunity to confess to her, but for the time being—not now."

He had already knocked the tennis ball off the wall, tossing it casually.No matter how high or low the tennis ball is thrown, straight or diagonal, it always falls back to Echizen Ryuya's palm accurately every time.

But Echizen Ryuya's mind is no longer on tennis.

Echizen Minamijiro looked at the expressionless side face of the young man, and shook his head.

As exam week draws to a close, most students are worried about their exam results.

Nishijima Mari and Nozaki Umetaro sat opposite each other, each holding a paper.Miko Chai passed by and walked past the table of the two of them.

After 20 seconds, he walked backwards to the table of the two of them.

Miko Chai: "Why do you all have such expressions? Did you fail the exam?"

Umetaro Nozaki: "...I haven't finished my draft."

Mari Nishijima: "...I haven't finished my manuscript yet."

Miko Chai: "..."

Nozaki Umetaro raised his head and looked at Mikoshiba sincerely: "Flowers and pendants, Mikoshiba, will you help?"

Miko Chai took a step back, cold sweat began to fall on his forehead.

Nishijima Mari looked at Mikoshiba sincerely: "Would you help Mikoshiba with the flowers in the background?"

Yu Zichai couldn't bear it anymore: "Don't go too far! How can I help two people paint the background in one go! Why don't you cut me in half!"

Even though he refuses with all his heart and soul.But when school was over, Mikoshiba still followed Nishijima Mari and the others back home with pain on his face—in addition to Mikoshiba, there were also Hori who was in charge of the background, and Wakamatsu-senior who was in charge of dots and pencil lines.

And Nozaki Umetaro's new coloring assistant, Sakura Chiyo.

A group of people walked towards the apartment in a mighty, majestic manner, with solemn expressions.

The innocent people passing by saw this and shunned one after another, whispering: 'What is this?Bad teenagers? ''Absolutely, right?It looks like it's going to a gang fight! '

And actually-

Umetaro Nozaki with a grim face: I can't finish drawing, I can't finish drawing, I can't finish drawing.

Mikoshiba with a grim face: Double special effects Double special effects Double special effects.

……

When the group reached the seventh floor of the apartment, Nozaki Umetaro took the other students home first, and Nishijima Mari had to go back to her room to take the manuscript to Nozaki's house to draw.

Echizen Ryuya was still cooking dinner.Hearing the sound of Xidao Zhenli opening the door, he poked his head out from the kitchen: "Ji Zhenjiang, if you want to eat, you have to wait..."

Mari Nishijima walked to the door of the kitchen, stretched out her hand and slapped Echizen Ryuya's face.Then she found that Echizen Ryuya's face was squeezed into a steamed stuffed bun by her, but he was still handsome, and he was a little cute.

Nishijima Mari's inner sadness of needing to finish the manuscript was instantly healed by the handsome guy.

She had a painful expression on her face: "I don't want to know what dinner is now, I'm going to the next door to finish the manuscript, Long Ya, can you come and help me?"

Echizen Ryuya: "...Truth-chan, I think it would be better for you to let go first and then ask me for help?"

Mari Nishijima let go of his hand in a kind manner, and sincerely begged Echizen Ryuya again: "Longya, please, this is the only request in my life!"

Echizen Ryuya: "No, it was the same line when you asked me to help you copy the script last time."

Mari Nishijima: "..."

Echizen Ryuya bent down, held her face with both hands, and squeezed her face in between.Mari Nishijima's expression of bitterness was inexplicably joyful after being squeezed into a ball - although in Echizen Ryuya's eyes, she was quite cute.

"You go there first." Sighing, Echizen Ryuya let go of his hand, "I'll go over to help you after I finish cooking the soup."

Mari Nishijima immediately changed his face and showed a bright smile, and rushed forward to hug Echizen Ryuya: "I knew Longya was an angel!"

Mari Nishijima's workload is far greater than that of Nozaki Umetaro.

At least Umetaro Nozaki was drawing on weekends, while Mari Nishijima went to the comic exhibition on Saturday, and watched cats and the police on Sunday—fortunately, the script and storyboard were already conceived, so when writing exceptionally fast.

After Echizen Ryuya also joined in to help, the work efficiency began to speed up visible to the naked eye.Echizen Ryuya is not only capable of coloring, but can even draw lines; his hands are very steady, and the accuracy and speed of arranging lines are comparable to the real-life Rohan-sensei Kishibe.

On the way, everyone stopped for a hasty dinner, and soon went back to work.

Once Mari Nishijima devotes herself to work, she quickly loses track of time.

When she finally finished the manuscript in her hand and put down the pen, she felt that her neck seemed to be stiff.

Next to him, Umetaro Nozaki also finished checking the manuscript, and sat there with his eyes lost.

Mari Nishijima clutched her neck, and looked up at the wall clock with difficulty: it was six o'clock in the morning.

She was full of qi and energy, with small stars in her eyes, and she straightened her legs with difficulty.In the process of straightening his legs, Nishijima Mari felt that he heard the sound of his bones cracking.

Mari Nishijima covered her flustered chest and said to herself, "I won't die suddenly, will I?"

"of course not."

A familiar and affirmative male voice sounded above her head, and Nishijima Mari looked up; as a result, she clearly heard a 'creak' from her neck the moment she looked up.

"..."

She supported her neck with both hands, and looked at Echizen Longya sincerely: "What about the hemiplegia?"

Echizen Ryuya laughed out loud.He knelt down halfway, and rubbed Nishijima's neck with one hand - Nishijima couldn't tell what his method was, only that Echizen Ryuya's first pressing force almost sent her away on the spot .

But after the sharp pain subsided, the muscles in the neck and shoulders felt quite refreshed.

And it's not that stiff anymore.

Nishijima Mari turned his flexible neck and fell backward, completely into Echizen Ryuya's arms: "Great, I'm alive again."

She looked around and saw that the students who came to help today, including Nozaki Umetaro, had fallen asleep on the table, sofa, and carpet in various positions.

Nishijima Mari: "Aren't you going to sleep? I think I can sleep to death right away if I close my eyes now."

Echizen Longya wrapped her arms around her waist with one hand, and dragged her into her arms: "Open your mouth."

Mari Nishijima opened her mouth obediently, and Echizen Ryuya stuffed a candy into her mouth.She licked the candy: Mmm... It tastes like plum, delicious.

Echizen Ryuya: "Do you want breakfast? I'll heat it up for you."

Mari Nishijima had sugar in his mouth, and his voice was muffled: "I don't want to eat, hold me for a while, don't move - I'm so tired of rushing to draft, I need to charge the battery for a while."

Echizen Ryuya didn't speak, but tightened his arms slightly, and easily embraced Mari Nishijima in his arms.

They use the same body wash and laundry detergent, so they even smell the same.Mari Nishijima turned her head sideways, buried half of her face in Echizen Ryuya's sleeve, and took a deep breath.

It's her favorite flavor.

The clean and refreshing lemon flavor is mixed with a bit of herbal aroma, soaked in the bright sunshine in the morning, just buried in such an embrace will make people feel happy and relaxed physically and mentally.

Echizen Longya suddenly lowered his head and bit the tip of her ear.

The cartilage covered by a thin layer of flesh was caught off guard, and it was warm and painful, numb and itchy.

He just took a light bite, then withdrew as if nothing had happened.Mari Nishijima, who was startled, subconsciously covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and she almost kicked over the low table in front of her.

Fortunately, Echizen Longya grabbed her knee in time and did not let her kick directly onto the low table.

The heart beat faster, and it was almost to the point where Mari Nishijima felt that she was about to die suddenly because of her rapid heart rate—she panicked and subconsciously went to look at other students.

Everyone else was still sleeping, and Hori shouted angrily "Kashima" in his dream.

Echizen Ryuya gently held her wrist covering her mouth; Nishijima Mari raised her head, blushed and tried to make a ferocious expression, and glared at him.

Echizen Ryuya blinked, with an innocent expression on his face.

He whispered: "I'm hungry."

Nishijima Mari lowered his voice: "Then you go and eat, I'm not for food."

Echizen Ryuya: "I want to eat plum-flavored candies."

Mari Nishijima licked the candy in his mouth again, his mouth was full of sweet and sour plum flavor.

-Complete-