must love tennis

When returning to the backcourt to catch the ball, Ryoma accidentally fell.Watching the ball roll out with a rumble, she sighed, rolled over and lay on the ground, letting go of the racket by her side.

The ground of the tennis court was dyed reddish-brown by the setting sun. She closed her eyes, still chasing the jumping yellow ball in her mind.

She recalled Tannhauser's serve that Atobe had played in the morning.That seemed to be an upgraded version of the erratic COOL stroke she hit against Sanada.Spinning at high speed and flying close to the ground, it is almost a sure-fire serve—it is really worthy of him that he can develop such a trick.

It seems to be because the quality of the serve is quite high. In order to protect the wrist, Atobe only used it in the first game, and his physical strength will no longer allow it after that. Otherwise, it will definitely become a problem that is more difficult to solve than Tian Renzhi's big explosion.

Fortunately... in the end she won.

Huh, it's really dangerous.

Otherwise, he might be ridiculed by King Monkey Mountain.

Ryoma almost fell asleep, if she didn't hear footsteps approaching, she opened her eyes.

"Don't lie here, you go wash first." Tezuka stopped a few steps away.

His voice was flat, as if they had been playing for so long, it was just an ordinary warm-up for him, and he didn't even take a few breaths.

Long Ma muttered and got up, still a little unwilling: "In the future, you must fight me seriously."

"Okay." He agreed, still very calm.

"Oh, and." Ryoma walked two steps away, thought of something again, and turned his head hesitantly, "Minister, did you just..."

I always feel that the ball I hit has a stronger spin force than before. Could it be the six times the power he said last time?

Tezuka nodded: "I have a little idea, I'm trying."

She let out an oh if she realized something.

……

In fact, you will not feel too tired when running on the court. Once you stop exercising and your nerves relax, you will inevitably feel sleepy.

While Ryoma was sitting in the lounge waiting with his racket in his arms, he leaned against the closet door and fell asleep without knowing it.But she didn't sleep very deeply, and she woke up when she heard the door click.

She immediately sat up straight and looked up to see Tezuka closing the bathroom door and coming out, still adjusting his tie.She yawned, and as expected, Tezuka showed a somewhat—incomprehensible expression.

Always so sleepy?

Ryoma couldn't explain it either. It couldn't be said that it was because he was younger and needed more sleep time, right?

Tezuka opened the door of the studio in deep thought, and she quickly picked up her tennis bag and followed.

"Are you hungry?"

"Well, it's okay..."

Eating with classmates and seniors in clubs is probably one of the most normal social activities on Japanese campuses.

Ryoma ate hamburgers with Momoshiro, ramen with Kikumaru, went to a coffee shop with Fuji, and of course, went to Kawamura's sushi restaurant with his seniors—even went to Minister Tezuka's house for dinner.

Forget about these, she really never thought that Tezuka would take her into a fast food restaurant...

Then, he ordered her a fried chicken.

The young lady of M Ji also happily recommended a children’s set meal to them—oh my god, it’s a children’s set meal!

Ryoma looked at the plastic toy she was holding in her hand and tried to sell it, almost stunned, and then looked at Tezuka, he was looking at it calmly, as if he was really thinking about it, so he quickly stopped: "No, this Really no need..."

"Oh, kid, let your brother buy you one!"

"Do not……"

Isn't this a big misunderstanding?

Taking advantage of Tezuka's unpreparedness, the waiter's elder sister quietly came over and whispered to her: "When you are young, you must seize the opportunity to act like a baby, otherwise you will find that you have missed a lot when you grow up!"

Ryoma: "..."

However, although.

"I'm not a primary school student anymore," she explained feebly, "and that's the head of our club."

"What, are you just a junior high school student!" The other party was shocked, and looked at Tezuka seriously, still very shaken, struggling to say, "Ah, but! I can do it even if there is a difference in age--kid, there is Do you have the contact information of your minister?"

So that's how it is... Another person who is interested in Minister Tetsuka.

Ryoma understood.

She remembered that the dry data recorded such a thing: Every Valentine’s Day, Oishi receives many gifts and love letters. One of the reasons is that he is very popular, and the other reason is that everyone knows that he and Tezuka are closer. , so many people will ask him to pass on...

If you are too soft-hearted and don't know how to reject other people's kindness—for example, Senior Dashi, you will only put yourself in a dilemma.

She sighed softly, and then firmly rejected this beautiful young lady.

"No."

"Hey! Don't be so heartless, it's just an email address——"

She got the freshly baked fried chicken and slipped away quickly.

Maybe it's getting late.Normally, Ryoma would separate from the others at the intersection, but this time, Tezuka sent her all the way home.

After the accident on the cruise ship, the carefree seniors silently made a note in their hearts.In the past, if she was late, it was just a phone call to remind her, but now she simply asked Taocheng to pick her up and drop her off to school in the morning—probably because she was afraid that she would be involved in some incident on the way.

And when returning from school, if she happened to bump into Haitang who was practicing long-distance running, the other party would silently change the route and accompany her back to the vicinity of home.

Tezuka is also an insider who has heard about the "insider story" from Atobe, and with his strict personality, he will definitely watch it more closely.

Ryoma couldn't refuse, so he had to say: "Mr. please."

"It's okay." Tezuka glanced at her.

At this time, Longma was fighting with the chicken bones in the packaging bag, gnawing on them so loudly that the forked bones almost hit his face.Seeing him a little funny, after a while, he took the initiative to mention tomorrow's game to her: "Tomorrow, the coach will arrange you last."

"Hey, why?" She blurted out without thinking.

Everyone in the tennis club knew that she had wanted to play against Atobe for a long time, and with Atobe's temper, she could only be number one in the singles, so Mr. Ryuzaki specially arranged for her to play at the end to meet her expectations.

Although Shitianbaoji from Osaka is also very strong, it is the first time to meet them face to face.Speaking of which, she only remembers that they have a very enthusiastic first grader, and the silver-haired minister with a bandage on his hand—unfortunately, for some reason, she always pays more attention to the silver-haired people, So it's easy to remember.

"Do you want me to fight their minister? It's not possible..." She thought about it, and said slowly, but she was still a little confused.

If there is no special reason, it will not be arranged this way, right?

Tezuka replied, "Not necessarily."

"Not necessarily?" She was taken aback, and turned her head around, "—that is, their ministers are not necessarily single?"

"Ah."

This doesn't seem to make sense.Longma frowned: "Senior Agan said that their minister is very strong, and they are singles players?"

"It is very strong." Tezuka said unhurriedly, "But they are very optimistic about Kintaro Toyama this year."

"Oh, him." She understood.

Super rookie vs. super rookie?Perhaps this is the result everyone wants to see.

Ryoma is not very interested in this so-called gimmick.Whether it's a first-year rookie king or a famous third-year master, they are still "opponents" to her.But since the other party is so actively looking for her to PK, she has no reason to hide.

"Are you okay?" Although it was a question, he was obviously not worried.

Ryoma also nodded without hesitation: "Of course I can."

While chatting, they met Tokugawa Kazuya with a shopping bag at the corner.

"..."

"..."

Freezes perfectly.

What Ryoma feared most happened.

Although the weather is very hot, there is no need to bring these two together!

However, unlike what she thought, the two parties did not feel so embarrassed.Tokugawa nodded to Tezuka calmly, and after understanding the situation, he took advantage of the opportunity to invite him to his house for dinner.

Maybe it was just being polite, but Tezuka didn't politely decline, but agreed.

After all... Ryoma thought, he had been invited to their house for dinner before, so it was a reciprocity, right?

"This is the first time Ryoma has brought back friends from school!" Nanako was faintly excited when she opened the door.

Her voice alarmed Nanjiro who was lying on the sofa reading a magazine: "What, there are guests at home?"

He turned over and fell off the sofa with a bang.

Tezuka thanked Nanako, put on the slippers she handed over, and as soon as he walked in, he saw Echizen Minamijiro who fell to the ground with all his body thrown to the ground.

"..."

There was an eerie silence.

Nanjiro got up in disgrace, scratched his hair, and laughed nonchalantly "Ahaha" a few times: "Yo, boy, you're welcome, just sit down."

"Excuse me." Tezuka bowed slightly.

Ryoma couldn't bear to look directly and turned his head away.

"Where are you, we welcome you! Our ignorant girl is causing you trouble..." Halfway through his speech, he thought of something, quickly picked up the magazines on the floor, and stuffed them under the sofa cushions.

Tezuka saw it sharp-eyed and remained calm. Nanjiro sat on it as if nothing had happened: "Uh cough! I remember you are from Ryoma, oh yes, the head of the tennis department, right? I often hear your coach nagging, saying You are amazing."

Tezuka was neither humble nor overbearing, very reserved: "Thanks for the compliment."

If someone has longing for the "samurai" more than ten years ago, seeing him now will definitely be disillusioned.

Ryoma sighed, turned around, Irie Kanata came out with cut fruits, and gave her a comforting look.

"Never mind. Isn't that what's going to happen one day?" he said with a smile.

"...Although it is so." Ryoma had to admit that what he said was right.

"It's just that we didn't expect it so early." Irie added.

"What...early?"

Irie Kanodo looked at Tezuka on the other side of the sofa, and was silent for a while: "If you don't think so much, then forget it."

Nanako pushed them from behind and coughed lightly: "What are you doing, don't block the road, come, help me get out the soup, dinner is ready."

Tokugawa Kazuya put away the things he bought, and entered the living room at this time, Irie Kanata raised his eyebrows at him: "Kazuya, what do you think?"

"What are you talking about?" Tokugawa didn't understand.

"Oh, you..." He sighed.

……

This dinner was not much different from usual, some people were quiet, some were chatting and laughing, and dragons and horses were caught in the middle.

When Tezuka got up to say goodbye, she was also driven out by Nanako to see him out.

Just after turning the corner and not far from the main road, Tezuka stopped and said to her, "Go back and rest early."

"Then... see you tomorrow." Ryoma waved his hand and watched his back go away.

The streets in residential areas are always very quiet, so she took a few steps back.I noticed a sneaky voice in the alley, and immediately raised my vigilance.

No way, just for such a long distance, will anyone still follow her?

Only tens of meters away from the door of the house, Ryoma glanced at the light behind him, very calm, stopped in a hurry, turned his head to the shadow and shouted: "Come out!"

Then the wobbly shadow stepped out, revealing a mess of black hair under the street lamp.

Ryoma silently recited the formula taught by Sanada, and forgot the words in the middle of the recitation.

"—Kirihara?"

The kelp-headed boy scratched his cheek, and said with some embarrassment: "Oh, I was discovered by you..."

what's the situation?

Long Ma was confused and stared at him: "Are you looking for me?"

Tomorrow, their Qingxue will compete with Sitianbaosi, right?Doesn't Lihai University have to queue up one day later?

"I finally found an opportunity to come here! Seniors are very strict, hey, don't leave." Qieyuan also looked a little nervous, and quickly explained why he came, "Well, I just wanted to ask, to confirm—"

Ryoma blinked: "If you're here to make an appointment for the final, I'm pretty confident, but we shouldn't be in the same match, right?"

"It's not this," he waved his hand, then he was taken aback and tilted his head, "—wait, why not?"

Ryoma looked at him silently: because you are already defeated by me...

Of course you can't say that.

So, she said: "Because I really want to compete with your Minister Yukimura. I have already made an appointment."

"Ah, oh, that's how it is..." Kirihara was slightly disappointed, and his arrogant hair seemed to be drooping, "But it's not necessarily true, right?"

"Probably, the game match is arranged by the minister and the coach." She replied, and then asked, "So, what do you want to ask?"

"Well, it's actually not a very important thing. If it's not convenient for you to answer, you don't have to force it, but—" He swallowed, his dark green eyes were dimly lit by the streetlights, "You didn't talk to you guys." Who in the tennis club is together? That's Budu, or Tezuka..."

Ryoma: "??"

She understood what the other party meant, and shook her head simply: "How is it possible?"

"It's fine if you don't have one," Kirihara cheered up, "Then I still have hope!"

Long Ma hesitated to speak: "Is that what you are talking about..."

so boring.

She thought of Atobe who aggressively came to bet with her before the game, curled her lips.

"Don't you want to say again, if you win, you will go on a date or something?"

"Can't you?"

Ryoma was silent for a while: "I don't think I'm interested."

"Do you think I can't win?"

"So, it seems possible..."

Kirihara was immediately stimulated by her disgusted eyes: "The last time I lost was the last time! ——Next time, I will never lose, just wait!"

He ran off in a huff.

Ryoma scratched his hair, walked back slowly, and saw Irie Kanata leaning against the door, looking at him with a half-smile.

"People have said it so clearly, don't you understand?"

She said to herself, I'm not so stupid, am I?

"So I declined."

"Is this not a clear refusal?"

"But, I don't think I will lose?" Ryoma replied naturally.

"...So that's the case." Irie Kanata nodded, the smile on his face became a little subtle, and then gradually deepened, "Your thoughts are also very interesting."

Ryoma stopped and thought for a while: "Or, am I wrong to say that?"

"Not interested now, doesn't mean you won't have it in the future?"

"Well, let's talk about it later." She said lightly.