After confessing to Waste Chai Gang

The bombing in Mihua Department Store finally ended with Tsuna successfully rescuing the prisoner and was commended by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Although when issuing the certificate of appreciation to the citizens, the police lady in charge of taking pictures euphemistically expressed such words as please remember not to be naked/exposed in public in the future, etc. Be careful not to affect the appearance of the city.But compared to these, I care more about another thing.

Dorobega Amusement Park is as big as I imagined. I am standing at the queue of the roller coaster I dream of, but I am not happy at the moment.

Xiaolan took the others to line up the pirate ship next door first. I was standing in the crowded and lengthy line, and saw Gang Ji pushing through the crowd and trotting to me, holding two cones high in his hands .

"Sorry, have you been waiting for a long time? There are too many people, and you have to queue for a long time to buy ice cream."

As Tsuna spoke, he handed over the cone in his hand.

I took it, lowered my head and licked it. It was sweet and cold, and it was the original taste without any fancy.

I couldn't help but took another bite, feeling the feeling of the ice cream melting in my mouth, and said vaguely: "Are you still going to talk?"

Gang Ji pretended to be stupid: "Say, what did you say?"

At this time, he would not deliberately escape from sight.

Seeing him staring at me with open eyes, trying to make an innocent expression of not understanding what you are talking about, I groaned, swallowed the ice cream in my mouth, turned around not to look at him, and announced loudly Said: "Anyway, I won't talk to you until you give a reasonable explanation!"

If you don't say it, then don't even talk to the other party!

The events of that day still linger in my mind.

Although I felt a little strange before, but I was often attracted by the more noisy things immediately, and after the end, I couldn't remember what I was strange just now.

But this time!

After witnessing Gang Ji jumping from the third floor of the department store with my own eyes!

I'm absolutely—absolutely never let it go!

In fact, it would be fine if you just jumped from the third floor.But the most important thing is that Gang Ji not only jumped down, he also successfully rescued the bomber who jumped off the building before him.

And what surprised the police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department most was that he was even unharmed when he landed.

In the admiration of my friends after being surprised, I couldn't help but began to think whether I was too serious, until I met Conan-kun before I left.

This little boy who is said to be Haruko... Yukiko Kudo's relatives changed his polite attitude and exchanged contact information with me when we left Mihua Town for the Tokyo metropolitan area.

I thought it was a little weird, but I didn't turn him down either.

In the future, maybe I can secretly know the latest news about Haru and Yukiko from him!

Probably this is the reason.

In short, until we came to Tokyo by Shinkansen and successfully met Sakurano, I was still in a cold war with Tsunayoshi.

Ryuzaki Sakurano, this girl with long brown hair braided into two braids, looks very gentle and shy, was once my most important friend in elementary school.

Not only is there a hit of personality, but we also have a lot in common because we both love making pastries.

But Sakura is better than me. She is also very good at making bento. For a while, I could taste the homemade bento she brought me every day during my lunch break, and it tasted super good.

In addition to this, it is still a matter of fate, probably because she and I are both road idiots.

I still remember the first time I saw her, because I was not familiar with the elementary school campus.So please Sakura, who also looks like a first-year student, lead me to the classroom.

She readily agreed, and the result was that the two of us walked around the school hand in hand. In the end, let alone the classroom, we didn't even find the entrance of the teaching building.

It can be said that it is unprecedented to create the glorious deeds of being late at the freshman admission meeting on the first day of school.

After introducing each other's names, I walked in the front, holding Sakurano's hand.

Probably because my mood is different from before, Sakura carefully scrutinized my expression, and said hesitantly: "Hina ちゃん, didn't you say that you brought your boyfriend with you? Which one of them is it?"

right……

I paused, pointed at Tsunayoshi who was sandwiched between Yamamoto and Gokudera, then quickly put it down, puffed up and said, "We are arguing now."

Sakurano: "Huh?"

Sakura was surprised, and after looking in the direction I pointed, her expression became a little confused: "But that boy... I remember his name is Sawada-kun? He has been looking this way, it doesn't seem like he is arguing with you look."

Me: "Then you can treat it as me unilaterally refusing to communicate."

Sakura?

Coming out of the platform, a group of people walked directly towards the final venue of the Kanto Competition.

I've never been very interested in these sporting events.So I was a little surprised when I saw the stands in the stadium.

Isn't it just a competition between middle schools? Why is it so popular?Although most of them are wearing school uniforms to support, but the number is much more sparse than I imagined.

On the sidelines, there were even adults holding cameras and wearing badges on their chests, who looked like journalists or something.

"This is the most prestigious competition in the youth group. The top-ranked schools in the Kanto competition are eligible to enter the national competition."

As Sakura said, she pulled my hand, "Look, that's the Seigaku Tennis Club!"

Her calm tone suddenly became a little excited, I straightened up and looked forward, and easily saw the Qingxue Zhengxuan she was talking about in the middle of the field.

The blue and white school uniform is like the clear sky and white clouds in summer, and SEIGAKU, which has a flamboyant and conspicuous back, is similar to the glass windows of Café Poirot.

Except one of them was a little out of place because of his undersized stature.But judging from the appearance and attire alone, this is what a normal junior high school student looks like in my impression.

I pointed to the short boy and asked Sakura: "Is this the first-year main election you mentioned?"

Sakura was stunned, and nodded: "Yes, he is Ryoma-kun."

The name is quite special, called Echizen Ryoma.

It is similar to Sawada Tsunayoshi, and both belong to the Edo period.

Probably because of this reason, I couldn't help poking my head and focused on the other party.

It's a pity that he didn't seem to be the first player to compete. After shaking hands with his opponent, he walked to the coach's bench and sat down. His baseball cap was pulled down to hide his appearance.

The appearance of sitting there quietly with arms folded even seemed a little cold.

It's the type that's not very close.

Is it a cat?

I blinked my eyes and didn't think for too long, and quickly returned my attention to the playing field.

"Kanto Tournament Final, Lihai High School vs. Youth Academy, the first match begins!"

Although not too interested, I still watched tennis matches.Therefore, when Jingzi and Xiaochun asked what doubles two and doubles one were, they took the initiative to explain their doubts.

Seeing their suddenly enlightened expressions, I happily took out a lollipop from the bunny bag to swallow, and distributed a lollipop to everyone fairly.

I handed the green apple-flavored lollipop to Tsunayoshi. I deliberately ignored him and stared straight at the tennis court below, pretending to be watching the game seriously.

Immediately afterwards, I was shocked by the magic of this game——

Obviously at the beginning, it was normal to run and hit the ball, but I don't know which ball started, and suddenly it became different.

The first is that the serve has become fancy, and the speed of the serve can be as fast as a bullet;

Then the counterattack also became fancy, what kind of tennis ball would be hit like a snake, and the ball was caught in a dancing posture... In short, it was dazzling to see, and it was hard to understand.

In addition, each of them seems to have their own name for this strange way of playing.

For example, the wave ball and the bottle smash, every time they use it, it will cause cheers from the Qingxue side in the stands.

I:"……"

Looking at the tennis court with sparks and lightning, just like in a movie with its own special effects, I fell into deep thought.

Everyone present - including Tsunayoshi and the others - all seemed to accept it well, it seemed that I was the only one whose mind was tangled up in a ball of wool.

I scratched my head, amidst the tense and excited cheers from the audience, I silently took out my mobile phone from the rabbit bag, and sent a message to Conan-kun who had just exchanged contact information.

Because the people next to me are very involved in the game, I am really embarrassed to disturb everyone.

[Me: Conan-kun, good morning.I'm watching the game right now, tennis. 】

The message was sent out, and there was a buzzing sound, and soon there was a response.

【Conan? 】

I typed deeply: [I feel as if I was angry with A Gang-kun, which caused me to hallucinate. 】

【Conan? 】

[Conan: What are you talking about? 】

[Me: Why are they also middle school students, not only do they play tennis as if they are watching a movie, but also it hurts when they hit someone? 】

After typing this sentence, I couldn't help raising my head and glanced at the brown-haired, squinting-eyed Qingxue teammate in the middle of the court who was hit by a tennis ball on his right knee by the kelp-like boy with curly hair.

After thinking about it, I added: [It may also die (if it hits the end). 】

Then I took a video and sent it to him.

This time, it took a long time before I got a reply.

The schedule on the field has come to the singles one, and the person playing on Aigaku's side is the cold-looking but short Echizen Ryoma.

The phone in my hand buzzed, and I quickly picked it up to check it.

I saw that Conan-kun, who was not like an ordinary child when we first met, always seemed calm and rational, but now he seemed to have no idea what happened. After watching the video, he sent me back A sequence of symbols.

【Conan? 】

[Conan: What is this? 】

good...

It seems that Conan Jun is still too young to even know about tennis games.

I sighed and stuffed the phone back into the bag silently.

-

The Kanto Contest is over, and the final winner is Seigaku, where Sakura is.

I walked out of the arena in a daze, looking at my friends who were still immersed in the atmosphere of the final and discussing the process of the game with excitement, I decisively chose to keep silent.

The main reason is that I am really embarrassed to tell them that I did not understand it at all!

I'm sorry for Sakurano who specially invited me here with excuses like being distracted!

So he kept his mouth shut all the way, and followed Sakura to the commercial center full of tall buildings.

After coming here, everyone's attention was diverted, and they quickly forgot about the game just now, and began to prepare to go shopping excitedly.

And the most enthusiastic one here is Xiaochun.

The MV of Gebai's debut song "Maze Butterfly" was playing on the big screen opposite the intersection, and I just remembered that I didn't grab the concert tickets because of the mess.

Immediately, the mood for shopping was gone, and after a group of them took the sightseeing elevator to enter the mall, they rushed to the video store next door and bought the LIVE Blu-ray CD as a remedy.

In order to get the cover together, two editions, AB and AB, were specially included.

When checking out, a children's program was playing on the small TV near the cash register, and the hostess' voice was very similar to Gebei.So I couldn't help but stand still and watch for a while.

I was immersed in the singing of the elder sister on TV who was indeed very similar to Gebai, when I suddenly felt someone approaching from behind.

Fuzzy brown hair quickly took over half of the field of vision, and Tsunayoshi, still working to end the Cold War, tried to strike up a conversation with me.

Tsuna: "What is Yangcai looking at?"

"With Mom".

I silently wrote down the name of the show, planning to continue watching it when I returned to Bingsheng.

Then he directly ignored Tsunaki's questioning, ignored him, and walked out with the Blu-ray CD installed by the clerk.

Except for the two of us, everyone else was taken to the central commercial building by Sakurano.So I can only stroll aimlessly on both sides of the street on the sidewalk.

I wasn't walking fast, but Gang Ji quickly followed and stretched out his hand to pull me.

"Hina? Why are you still angry..."

The warm fingertips touched the back of my hand, and I shook my wrist and shook it off.

Still ignore him.

Gangji: "..."

He didn't give up and came to pull me again.

get dumped...

pull me……

get rid of...

pull……

Can't get rid of it...

A little more strength this time.

I immediately puffed up my face unhappily, and turned to look at the brown-haired boy who was standing beside me at the moment: "Relax."

Tsunaji: "Yangcai..."

Me: "Don't hold hands until you explain it well!"

I resolutely confiscated his right to be a boyfriend, and shook my hand, but I still couldn't save my hand. I was so angry that I really wanted to step on him.

I gave up struggling, just stood still, and stared at him angrily: "If you don't let go, I'll think you've already thought up an excuse, then you can now explain to me what happened that day!"

How on earth was it possible to jump from the third floor of the shopping mall and not only save the victim but also remain unharmed?

He obviously couldn't even pass the three-stage box jump in the physical examination!

There must be a problem, and it's the kind that hides it from me!

This feeling of being hidden from those closest to me makes me sad.But more than being sad, I was still angry at why he didn't tell me the truth.

so--

Boys really can't be used to it!

I must not simply let him pass this time!

Probably because my current aura is too intimidating, Tsuna watched my brown eyes move slightly, and the fingers that had already grasped me hard tightened unconsciously, but it didn't hurt, so I didn't make a sound.

I looked back with eyes ten thousand times more focused than when he was looking at me before, staring closely at his face, pretending to be listening attentively and waiting for what he would say next.

If he still thinks I'm easy to cheat then bite him.

Making a decision secretly, I looked at Gangji and began to wait patiently.

And under my expectant eyes, Gangji seemed to feel something, and relaxed the strength of holding me again. The palm changed from pressing on the back of the hand to a lying position with fingers clasped. It would not make me feel uncomfortable. A way of pulling hands.

After finishing this small movement silently, he frowned, his brows seemed to contain a bit of worry, and he didn't know how to speak hesitantly, he pursed his mouth slightly, as if he was still hesitating whether to say or not. look.

Finally, he opened his mouth: "Actually..."

—— "Whoa whoa!"

The sudden cry of a child interrupted what he had just begun.

We were all taken aback, and turned around to look at the source of the cries at the same time, just in time to see Prison Temple and the others who were walking towards us with a look of disgust carrying Lanbo.

"Keep your voice down, stupid cow! Otherwise, I'll just leave you here—ah, Judaime!"

Seeing us, Prison Temple's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly took out the other hand that was originally in the pocket of his trousers, as if being asked to stand at attention by a teacher in a physical education class, he stood up straight and couldn't hide his joy Authentic: "Judaimu is really here? Mr. Li Baoen is right!"

Yamamoto next to him also greeted: "Yo Gang, I found you."

Li Baoen sat on his shoulder, smiled and said nothing.

Gangji?

Tsunaki looked at the two teenagers who came together with some doubts: "Kuuji-kun, Yamamoto... and Li Baoen. How do you know I'm here?"

"The little ghost said that you will definitely accompany Tsuji to buy what she wants, so let's take a look here first."

Yamamoto laughed as he spoke, and gave a thumbs up to Li Baoen on his shoulder: "Sure enough, I didn't guess wrong!"

Gang Ji twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed dryly: "Heh, heh..."

Lan Bo was still struggling and crying in the prison temple's hands, I quickly stepped forward to hug him down, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his face.

However, with his little face covered with snot and tears, Lan Bo didn't cooperate with my movements at all, and kept clamoring to play tennis.

"Master Lanbo wants to play that too! Biubiubiu, bang bang bang! When you hit it, it's pikapika like fireworks!"

A string of onomatopoeia was imitated in my mouth. I really hated being good at getting along with children of this age, so I subconsciously cast my eyes on Tsuna for help.

Gang Ji was caught by me unexpectedly, straightened his back like a conditioned reflex, and stammered: "No, no, Lanbo, where can I play tennis for you here?"

"That's the case."

Li Baoen calmly joined the topic, looking at Gang Ji with his dark eyes without blinking, and before he could ask, he slightly raised the corners of his lips and said, "That's right, it's street tennis."

Gangji: "Huh?"

Inexplicably, we got a recommendation from Liboen, and we had to go to the street tennis court closest to the commercial center under the noise of Lanbo. Fortunately, there are many public facilities in Tokyo, and it is not too expensive to find them. Great strength.

The tennis court has its own server, but there is no dedicated racket. Lan Bo jumped up and down for a while like playing dodge ball, but soon became bored, and started clamoring for someone to play with him.

Gang Ji seemed to be resisting, but was kicked from behind by Li Baoen, and was forced to stagger into the tennis court.

I sat on a chair outside the venue, hugging my bunny bag in boredom, and couldn't help yawning.

I really want to go back and watch Gebai's LIVE disc.

Compared with my lack of energy, the boys seem too energetic.

Especially after Li Baoen said that whoever can be a good playmate of Rambo is the right and left hand of Zhu Gang, the prison temple seemed to be ignited with infinite motivation, and he was the first to end with full enthusiasm.

As a result, Lan Bo quickly disliked him for being clumsy, and the two quarreled, and Yamamoto and Tsuna quickly went up to try to persuade them.

I put my face up and watched them coax Rambo again, this time the person who played with him was replaced by Yamamoto.

Compared with the method of playing dodgeball with Rambo with the ball machine, Yamamoto ran directly to borrow two rackets from the people in the next court, and stood on the other side of the net by himself. Seriously play a game of tennis with Rambo.

Seeing this, Tsunayoshi couldn't help but praised: "As expected of Yamamoto... I never thought that I could borrow a racket from others."

Next to him, prison temple's face darkened when he heard him say this, and he lowered his head in frustration.

"Hahaha, just treat it as playing with the children."

As Yamamoto said, he put on a decent posture and made a serve: "Come on, Rambo!"

The little Lanbo struggled to hold the tennis racket bigger than him, and nodded with force: "Mmm, yes! Come on! Master Lanbo will not lose!"

"Is that so?" Yamamoto smiled, threw the tennis ball up, and then swung it out.

His posture looks a little strange, it seems that he doesn't quite adapt to the grip of a tennis racket, so his movements have become half a beat slower than before.

Lan Bo quickly fought back. The two played back and forth for a while, but the first ball still didn't land.

It turns out that the talent in this aspect of sports is not only born, but can it also be used in other sports?

I almost looked at Yamamoto running in the field with some admiration, and I even forgot to blink.

Ever since, he just watched him change the grip of the racket like a conditioned reflex when he took the next ball, and even slapped the tennis ball back like a baseball.

The force of this blow was obviously much stronger. Lan Bo was caught off guard by the flying back tennis ball and hit his face, and he was beaten and cried on the spot.

"You have to...be patient...be patient...Master Lanbo doesn't want it, ahhh—"

Lan Bo rubbed his eyes and cried for a while. While crying, he took out a pink-purple tube from his amazingly voluminous hair, and burrowed into it with tears, as if he had been bullied and went home to find his mother.

boom--

A puff of purple smoke spewed out of this gun barrel-like thing. I stood up from my chair a little worried, trotted into the field, and held my breath together with Tsunaki to look at the barrier. Fog of sight.

——"Yeah, long time no see, young Pengo Lie."

The dark purple smoke dissipated, and a boy with horns appeared in the place where Lanbo was just now.

The boy half-closed one eye, and the only one that was open had the same color as Little Lanbo. He was wearing cow slacks that dragged the floor, his shirt was wide open to the collar, and he was wearing flip flops. With such a lazy face, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of his head, without any panic, as if he was used to it.

Who is this?

I stared blankly at the boy in front of me.

Why does it seem familiar?

Just as he was thinking about it, Gangji's panicked voice sounded beside him: "M-Master Lanbo!"

What a strange surname is your lord.

I opened my mouth to ask him what's the matter, but the black-haired boy in front of me has already moved over, his emerald-like clear and pure eyes turned slightly, as if wandering around Tsuna and me, his tone He said familiarly: "Isn't this Sister Yangcai (Aneki)? Ah yes, you two are together right now."

I:"??"

Miss head?

What is this strange name?

Looking at the black-haired boy who looked familiar but didn't seem to remember me, I blinked curiously: "Do you know me?"

The black-haired boy: "Ah, this is the first time I met Yangcai sister from ten years ago. Then let me introduce myself, I'm Lan——"

"Quick, shut up!"

Gang Ji rushed forward and interrupted him.

The black-haired boy: "Mmmmmm——"

I?

I puffed up my face in dissatisfaction: "Gang-jun, what are you doing, let him go!"

It's really rude to do that!

"Ha, ha ha ha, let go now!"

Tsuna raised his voice and replied to me, then maintained the posture of covering the black-haired boy's mouth, dragged him aside abruptly, his tone seemed to be deliberately concealing something: "I didn't expect to meet here, right? , Lan, Lord Lan?"

Boy: "Mmmmmm——"

Me: "You should let go of your hand before you talk!"

I quickly chased after him, trying to break Tsunaki's hand and save the black-haired boy who couldn't say a word at this time.

As a result, just as my fingertips touched the back of Tsunayoshi's hand, there was another bang in front of me, and dark purple smoke dispersed.

I was caught off guard and took a sip, only to find that this seemingly thick smoke had no taste at all, and I couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Before I could think about it, the smoke dissipated, and the black-haired boy just now disappeared, and what appeared in front of me was Lanbo lying on the ground.

Lanbo raised his head and looked at us with our mouths flattened, and the green eyes, which were exactly the same as the black-haired boy just now, filled with tears quickly.Immediately wow a scorpion will cry aloud.

I:"……"

Gangji: "..."

It was as if some doubt had been resolved in those same green eyes.

I took a deep breath, turned around and stared at Tsuna who had completely petrified in place.

Me: "Explain!"

This time, he didn't want to fool around anymore!

The author has something to say: Thank you Mu Qing? Little cute mine, love you -3-

Thanks to the magical girl Long Aotian, a meow, the mental retardation in the world is in motion, QAQ, steamed buns are so delicious today, Xianghan, Mo Zhizi, Sand Sculpture today and so on. The nutrient solution fed by a few cuties today, I also have today Trying to sprout oh-v-!