what tennis

◎What is he afraid of? ◎

Mari Nishijima was still immersed in the accident that he had found the lost item in his childhood, so he didn't notice that Echizen Ryuya and Conan's expressions changed at the same time.

She put the memory card into her bag: "Long Ya, you can put the photo album back!"

Echizen Ryuya did not move.

Nishijima raised her head in doubt: "Longya?"

Echizen Longya quickly restrained the expression on his face, and closed the heavy photo album.

He glanced at Xidao Zhenli's bag, and pretended to ask casually, "Do you want to take the memory card back, Zhenzhen-chan?"

Mari Nishijima: "I'm curious about what I took pictures at that time."

Conan suddenly said in a childish voice: "I'm also very curious! Are the photos in this memory card taken by my sister when she was young? I really want to see—"

Ayumi: "Me! I want to see it too—is it the scenery in the United States? I haven't been abroad yet!"

Mitsuhiko coughed dryly, pretending to be mature: "Although I have visited many places in the United States with my parents, I really want to see it..."

Mari Nishijima felt the pressure against the eyes of the children who were direct or awkward, but without exception.She looked at Echizen Ryuya hesitantly——Echizen Ryuya didn't know what to think, and actually smiled along with him: "Actually, I'm also a little curious."

"..."

Don't be so curious in this kind of place, hey!

Xi Daozhen was full of complaints, but he couldn't bear everyone's desire to see it, so he turned on the laptop in the room: "It just so happens that there is a computer here, so you can read the card to take a look... it should be some scenery or something, right? I don’t shoot people very much.”

After the computer was turned on, Mari Nishijima inserted one of the memory cards into the computer interface to read it-the memory card was read out soon, but there were very few photos in it, only seven.

Mari Nishijima clicked on the photos one by one to enlarge them. Basically, they were all sea views. Looking at the angle, they were probably taken from a high place.

Two of them can still see a bit of the railing of the watchtower.

Mari Nishijima: "It should have been taken on a watchtower by the sea..."

Ayumi: "There's someone in this picture!"

After being reminded by Ayumi, everyone also noticed that there was indeed a blurry figure in a certain photo.However, the distance is too far, and the shooting is not very clear-only a blurry shadow can be seen from the photo.

Mari Nishijima: "Maybe it's a tourist on the beach, who accidentally got into the camera? Let's see what's stored in the second picture."

She changed another memory card and inserted it into the computer to read it, but when she opened the contents of the memory card, a dialog box popped up on the computer screen asking Mari Nishijima to enter the password.

Mari Nishijima stared blankly at the dialogue box, then subconsciously turned her head to look at Echizen Ryuya——Echizen Ryuya shrugged and looked at her with an innocent expression.

The kid on the side urged her: "Sister Xidao, quickly enter the password!"

Mari Nishijima was helpless: "...I may not be able to see this one, because I also forgot the password."

"Oh?!" Several children opened their eyes wide at the same time, showing surprised expressions, "Did you forget your password?!"

Mari Nishijima spread her hands: "Yes, after all, it was the password set five years ago, and I have no memory of it at all."

She turned off the computer, put both memory cards into her bag, and urged the group of children by the way: "Okay, okay, since I have searched for these two rooms and seen the photos, hurry up and leave the room." Look for that tennis ball again. Not that some great tennis player ever used that ball..."

Mitsuhiko added loudly: "It's Echizen..."

Before he finished speaking, Echizen Ryuya suddenly picked him up.

Mitsuhiko was startled, shrinking his neck in panic.And Echizen Longya quickly loosened his collar again, and smiled kindly: "Just now your clothes were stained with dust, please take a picture for you."

Mitsuhiko trembled all over: "...Okay, okay!"

"But! There are a lot of tennis trophies in this room!"

Conan ran to the cabinet where the trophies were placed, and pointed to a group photo on it: "There are foreigners on it!"

Mari Nishijima looked up at the wall and the group photo Conan pointed to.

The background of the group photo is obviously on a tennis court. In the photo, Mr. Nishijima is holding a little girl, next to a young Asian woman, wearing a very plain long brown dress, holding several tennis rackets in her arms, and smiling brightly.

Behind the three of them, there were indeed a few foreigners who accidentally entered the scene.

Conan: "Is this little girl from sister Nishijima's childhood?"

Mari Nishijima: "It's me, but I have no impression of this photo..."

She rubbed her chin, and took a few more glances at the completely unfamiliar Asian woman—this woman must not be her mother, and her age and appearance did not match at all.But the photo can be placed in the bedroom of the Xidao couple in such a fair and aboveboard manner, it is impossible for them to be some kind of ambiguous object...

Speaking of which, this woman's face looks familiar.

Mari Nishijima said to herself: "Could it be some distant relative? I feel like I've seen this face recently... I don't know where it was taken."

Conan: "Sister, don't you have any impression at all?"

Mari Nishijima shook her head: "I have no impression at all. This photo is probably only known to my parents. Well, don't study the photos, let's go out and find tennis balls."

She pressed Conan's shoulder and pushed him outside.

Conan still reluctantly tried to look back at the photo, but was blocked by Echizen Ryuya who was following Nishijima Mari; Echizen Ryuya was also looking at him, and when Conan looked over, he smiled slightly.

That smile gave Conan a bad feeling.

Finally, with the hard work of everyone, I still found the tennis ball that Conan had scored under the flower stand in the small garden.

Of course, they also found the short ladder they used as a tool to climb over the wall.But now that Shinji Nishijima is here, they don't need to climb over the wall, but can go out through the main entrance.

Nishijima Mari was really worried about these children running around, and dutifully sent them all home, and then diverted Echizen Ryuya back to his home.

It was already evening at this time.

The umbrella was still held by Echizen Ryuya, and Mari Nishijima walked slowly beside him.The afterglow of the setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people very long.

Mari Nishijima looked down at the shadows of the two standing side by side, and suddenly took a quick step, stepping on Long Ya's shadow before stepping on it.But soon Echizen Longya caught up with her, and the shadows of the two became parallel again.

Mari Nishijima put her hands behind her back, stepping on the shadow every now and then.

"Long Ya."

"Ok?"

"The surname Echizen sounds familiar—"

"...My former guardian was named Echizen, and I am also surnamed Echizen."

Mari Nishijima jumped two steps forward, turned around, and stopped in front of Echizen Ryuya.She raised her head and stared at Echizen Ryuya with her round eyes without blinking: "The world-famous tennis genius known as 'The Last Samurai' seems to be called Echizen Minamijiro."

She tried her best to keep her tone light, as if asking such a question inadvertently.

But in fact, Nishijima was so nervous that she clutched the corner of her clothes tightly with her hands behind her back, making the fabric crumpled.

Echizen Longya's hand holding the umbrella handle suddenly tightened, and the dark blue veins on the back of his hand jumped.

He tried his best to maintain his superficial calm, but his heartbeat was faster than any other match - even in the underground tennis court, when he was betting on his fingers and fighting with others, he never seemed so nervous.

"Well, Nanjiro is... a retired professional tennis player."

He said this dryly, and after he finished speaking, he actually felt that his throat was a little thirsty.

While speaking, Echizen Ryuya's eyes were fixed on Nishijima Mari, and on her well-behaved, good student face.

For a moment, only the sound of her soles rubbing against the rough floor tiles could be heard. Mari Nishijima looked into his eyes and asked softly, "What about Longya?"

"Can you play tennis? Or not at all?"

Echizen Longya swallowed, his Adam's apple slipped, and the sunset light hit his cheeks, which was also hot.

Nishijima Mari's eyes reflected his appearance, what did he look like?Echizen Ryuya actually couldn't see clearly.

He could only see Xi Daozhen's face dyed red by the sunlight, and heard her good-tempered and soft voice: "Don't lie to me, Long Ya."

The lie is blocked by this sentence.

The sun was slanting in the west, and the blazing red dyed the hills, roads, tiles, and firecrackers on the walls.

The swaying shadows of those flowers swayed on Nishijima's eyelashes.

She looked at Echizen Ryuya without blinking, easily making Echizen Ryuya unable to lie.

He likes this girl.

So as long as the girl looks at him, he can't lie.The seeds planted from his lips eventually grew into dense plants that blocked his breath.

Echizen Ryuya lowered his eyes, and spoke with a difficult voice: "I..."

Mari Nishijima blinked—a smile suddenly appeared on her face, and the sunset glow that fell on her face through the gaps in the flowers and leaves bloomed a moving blush on her cheeks.

She jumped back two brisk steps, just in time for a gust of evening wind.

The flowers were rustling, and her hair was blown up by the wind.

"What a coincidence, my dad is also a retired tennis player!"

Mari Nishijima raised her hand to straighten the messy hair around her ears, and said with a smile, "We are really a good match! It seems like my family likes to play tennis."

"Long Ya, you just don't know how to play tennis, and I don't know how to play tennis either."

The wind shook the umbrella in Echizen Ryuya's hand, Echizen Ryuya licked his dry lips, his heart was still beating at a frequency beyond the safe range.

Makoto Nishijima shook his calf, and the toe of his shoe touched the pattern on the floor tiles: "Longya, your expression just now was so frightened, hahaha, you won't be scared by me, will you?"

Echizen Longya tightly clenched the handle of the umbrella, slowly released it, and tightened it again: "...the truth, in fact, I—"

Mari Nishijima turned his head and looked in another direction.

She suddenly looked at Echizen Longya with expectant eyes again: "There is an overpass in front, let's go to the overpass to watch the sunset?"

"……it is good."

At this point in time, the sun is no longer shining on people.Echizen Ryuya put away his umbrella and followed Mari Nishijima onto the bridge.

The flyover was empty and there was no one there. They walked to the middle of the flyover, and Nishidao Mari lay on the railing of the flyover, watching the sunset in the distance.

The sunset glow reflected in her eyes, burning her dark pupils into a brilliant golden red.

The cheeks were warmed by the sunset.Echizen Ryuya's eyes moved away from her side face, and he also started to look at the sunset—he was also leaning on the railing, which was hot from the sun, and moved his palm against the hot railing, carefully holding Nishijima's hand.

They don't look at each other, they are watching the sunset, and they hold hands.

Mari Nishijima pointed to the huge Ferris wheel in the distance: "That's the Ferris wheel at Mihuacho Amusement Park."

Echizen Ryuya: "Well, the one we sat on together."

Mari Nishijima pointed to the slightly shorter water slide next to it: "That's the water slide in Mihuacho Amusement Park."

Echizen Ryuya smiled: "Well, we also sat together."

Mari Nishijima was lying on the railing, looking sideways at Echizen Ryuya - her cheeks were as red as the sunset, and her eyes were curved with a smile.

Echizen Longya could feel that he was being watched, but for the first time, he didn't look down.

His throat hurt, the consequences of the lie were so disconcerting.He could only hold Nishijima Mari's hand tightly, avoiding her sight in a panic.

The omnipotent cat king is also afraid of losing the love of humans.

Because he is in love with this human being.

Even if he knew, the other party had already seen through the lies wrapped in sweet love.

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