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This weird atmosphere continued until the end of the "singles" match between Tezuka and Chitose.

After defeating his opponent mercilessly, Tezuka returned to the sidelines, only to find that there was something wrong with everyone's expressions.

He inadvertently frowned, and didn't pay attention until he led the whole team to shake hands. Chitose leaned over the net and whispered: "Hey, Tezuka, there is something I want to ask you, for the sake of winning—"

Tezuka glanced at him.

"It's about my younger sister. She won the championship last time. I hope 'Brother Thief' can congratulate her on her first victory—please, please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chitose noticed that the eyes of the people in the opposite row became sharper.

"Sister, do you?" Gan Youyou said, ready to write it down in the notebook.

"It's my cute little sister!" Kikumaru dragged out his voice.

This subtle tone forced Tezuka to stop even the refusal that reached his lips, and his eyebrows frowned even tighter.

"Sounds like an ulterior secret relationship?"

"So you really know each other!"

Taocheng even blurted out: "Minister Tezuka, is it true that your favorite type is this—"

He was so frightened by Tezuka's sharp gaze that he swallowed the second half of his sentence.

Chitose vaguely sensed something, and smiled dryly: "Haha, it's a long story..."

"I refuse." Tezuka gave his answer a minute later than expected, but it didn't affect his determination.

"Hey! I said, don't be like this, Miyuki has always missed you." Chitose looked a little disappointed, and sighed softly, "You left without saying goodbye that day. She won the game and ran back excitedly without doing anything. , I didn’t find you, but I’m very disappointed.”

Fuji smiled slightly: "Because I was picked up by Atobe on the plane, so I didn't have time to say goodbye? It's a pity."

Acting in the way of the Atobu, that is called a vigorous and resolute, and naturally the same is true of his subordinates.On the other hand, Tezuka is not a procrastinator...

"Little one, what do you think?" Kikumaru suddenly poked Ryoma's arm, and suddenly threw the ball into her hand.

what did I say?

Inexplicably, she withdrew her hand: "I don't like loli. Why do you make me feel jealous?"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Then there was a dry coughing sound all around.Taocheng was shocked, and winked at her desperately: "Don't say it so directly, hey!"

That's Minister Tezuka, he's going to die!

Long Ma paused, and added: "It's the same with Mrs. Zheng."

Kintaro Toyama, who was holding the back of his head with his hands, suddenly noticed that she was looking at him, and blinked his eyes in surprise: "What's the matter? What's the matter, what are you talking about?"

With a complicated expression on his face, Baishi reached out and patted his head: "It's nothing, we should go back."

The Bingdi people, who had seen enough excitement in the auditorium, were about to go home when they were suddenly interrupted by a scream.

"Huh?!—Is it over!" Toyama Kintaro hugged his head and shouted heart-piercingly.

Unsuspecting, Ryoma was dragged into the center of the vortex again.

Suddenly learned that this freshman from Kansai ran all the way here from Mount Fuji, just to fight with himself... What, she couldn't help but have black lines all over her head, isn't that too exaggerated?

"What kind of script is this about chasing a wife for thousands of miles?" Renzu's complaint mode switched quickly, and his firepower was fully fired, "Sounds too romantic, doesn't it?"

"No, judging by his tense appearance, he didn't think that much at all." Shido took over the words, "However, this feeling of Romeo and Juliet is also very sympathetic."

Atobe: "...I really don't know what you are talking about."

It's hard to believe that they really don't know Ryoma's true gender.It was so ambiguous that he began to doubt it.

Oishi had already walked to the side of the field, and he seemed to be hesitating when he saw that Ryoma was still there, so he quickly raised his voice: "Echizen, tomorrow is the final, don't get hurt for a meaningless game!"

This is not just nonsense.

Ishida Yin from Shitianbao Temple broke three of their Kawamura's ribs, and there were a lot of bruises and sprains all over his body... And this Toyama Kintaro in front of him also looked like a bluffing kid.

They didn't forget that in the match against Fudo Peak the day before, he beat Ibu Fukaji in seconds, with only one goal.What a lot of strength that is!

At that time, Taocheng made up his mind not to let him hurt Ryoma easily.And it just so happened that the arrangement given by the coach today was exactly what they wanted. Although it took some effort, they still won the first four games and directly advanced.

If their first grader has an unyielding temperament and is aroused...

Under Dashi's nervous gaze, Ryoma nodded straightforwardly: "Yes, I know."

She stretched out her index finger and middle finger and swayed towards the opposite side, making a V sign, sticking out her tongue, and slowly turned around and walked towards the sidelines.

On the side of the court, the reporter of Tennis Monthly magazine put down the camera in his hand with a complicated expression.

"Student Longma," Zhi Saori hesitated to speak, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead, "Although I know you saw the camera, but...promise my sister, don't stick out your tongue while making gestures in the future, okay?"

The teenagers cast curious glances at her and said in unison, "Why?"

Reporter Zhi: "...I don't know how to explain it to you, I can't say anything about it."

Ryoma walked halfway, suddenly his arm was grabbed from behind.She took two steps, unable to move, turned her head helplessly, and met Uetoyama Kintaro's persistent gaze.

"Monster, fight me!"

Witnessing the red-haired boy's stalking skills, she couldn't stand it anymore, and agreed to his request for a one-ball match.Under the eyes of the seniors shaking their heads and sighing, they took out their rackets and walked to the center of the court.

At that time, she still thought very naively, thinking that one ball was really just one ball.

until--

Ryoma suddenly remembered that one day, Tsunayoshi-senpai told her how good Japanese middle school students are?They can blow up the entire arena with a single tennis ball!

It's true!

"Universal super thunderbolt invincible big trick big windmill storm!"

——Is it true? !

Ryoma sat at the barbecue table, drowsy.

Kintaro Toyama, who teamed up with her to dismantle the final venue, smiled and waved at the table on the other side of the aisle: "Go ahead! If you don't hurry up, there will be no more meat!"

Snapped.

Her forehead hit Fuji's shoulder, and she woke up with a start: "Huh?"

"You seem to be falling asleep after eating a piece?" Fuji smiled, picked a piece of pork belly from the grill net, and put it on the saucer in front of Ryoma.

"If this continues, you shouldn't be called 'Mascot', but 'Sleeping Beauty', right?"

Listening to the senior's joke, Ryoma rubbed his eyes, yawned, and tried to pull himself together: "I just woke up too early in the morning..."

To be honest, the ultimate "one goal" match against Yuanshan in the afternoon lasted for almost an hour, which was never imagined before.She didn't do warm-up exercises seriously and was forced to be involved in a high-intensity duel. The consequence is that she is now overloaded with exercise and her muscles are sore.

Probably this is the effect of the wings of a butterfly flapping.

Just because the arena was demolished, in order to repair the venue, the final was postponed to three days later, and she still had plenty of time to rest and recover.

After the game, Ryoma was almost forcibly dragged into the barbecue hall. She watched everyone grilling meat around the grill in full swing. She sat among them, struggling with the contradiction between appetite and sleepiness.

"Speaking of which, why are there so many people here..."

The just-concluded opponent Shitenbaoji, Rokkakuchu and Higachu who were eliminated early, and all the main elections of Hyotei Academy.

It's a hodgepodge.

Ryoma asked belatedly, "How is the game on the other side?"

"Are you talking about the semi-finals between Li Haida and Nagoya Xingde?" Fuji held his chin, "I heard that we fell behind 0-2 at the beginning, and we were beaten badly by our opponent in the second singles..."

"Tragedy?" How tragic could it be, she thought to herself, could it be worse than their Kawamura senior?

Ryoma looked back at Kawamura who was sitting at the back table. His head was still bandaged. Because of his inconvenient arm movements, Oishi was helping with the barbecue.

He is in good spirits now, but it still makes her sigh.

Fuji also sighed: "Probably, it's about the same level of tragedy."

"……what?"

"I heard that after the match, Kirihara was sent to be bandaged by their people." Fujin said calmly, "It seems that he almost died on the field."

The chopsticks in Ryoma's hand almost fell, and he asked in disbelief, "Why can you speak so calmly?"

She shrugged: "Because it sounds unbelievable."

"But my information shouldn't be wrong," Gan, who was sitting across from them, said solemnly, "In the situation of falling behind by a large score, Kirihara seemed to be inspired into a very terrifying demon state, and then turned defeat into victory in one fell swoop. The next two games The game was also successfully won.”

"Well……"

"By the way," he said calmly, pushing his glasses, "Kirihara's opponent was also sent to the emergency department of the hospital after the match."

Ryoma put down his chopsticks and turned to Fuji.

"how?"

"During the Kanto competition, Fuji-senpai only lost his sight intermittently... It's really lucky." She looked at him deeply.

Bu Er hesitated for a moment, dumbfounding: "May I borrow your good words?"

"If possible, I also hope that I won't bump into him in the final." Ryoma muttered, picking up the pork belly that was about to cool down and stuffing it into his mouth.

"I think, in the other four schools here, many people also think like this in their hearts——yours." Gan Youyou said.

"Is it really just a coincidence that everyone gathered here?"

"It seems to be because of the choice of the coaches." Fuji said, "Didn't you realize that you haven't seen them since just now?"

"Isn't that because there are young people here, and they feel out of place?" Taocheng said jokingly.

"Okay, the warm-up is over—then, let's begin now!"

Kikumaru slapped the table and stood in the center of the tatami with an iron spoon, announcing loudly.

"National Competition—Jointly held by five schools, the BBQ Big Eater Competition, come on!"

"Really, why do you have to have a competition after eating barbecue?" Ninja rubbed his bangs and sighed, and said so, but he still cooperated quite well and stood beside Kikumaru, "Then, let me be the host?"

"You Shi, why are you joining in the fun!" Xiang Ri choked on a mouthful of Coke, covered his mouth and coughed, then wiped his face regardless of his appearance, and sat up straight suddenly, "Wait?"

"Contest?"

The members of Qingxue looked at each other keenly, and rubbed their arms subconsciously, feeling a bad premonition.

Gan laughed cheerfully: "Where there is a competition, of course I will be there--I will also cover the punishment part of this game."

"Sure enough!" Taocheng slapped the table, "You're too cunning, Senior Eiji! That's why you want to be a commentator, right?!"

Even so, the hot-blooded teenagers still rolled up their sleeves and never flinched.

Each of the five schools sent six contestants to participate, and they were all carefully selected big eaters——

After the reassignment, Kawamura was about to sit down, but Fuji stopped his arm and smiled slightly: "Sorry, Aaron, let me do it."

He sat down beside Longma, sitting upright, as if he was doing his part.Ryoma has never been so grateful for his presence like this moment: "Senior Fuji..."

I was so moved that tears were about to fall.

Bu Er smiled at her: "I won't admit defeat this time, will you accompany me to the end?"

"If I can make it to the end." Ryoma swallowed, looking cautious.

Kawamura and Dashi were stunned for a moment, then reacted and gave him a thumbs up.Then, Kawamura and Kaitang obediently retreated to the auditorium, and the rest of them took their seats one by one.

"It's up to you, Buer." Dashi said seriously.

"Well, I will work hard." Fuji held up the dried vegetable juice and showed a gentle smile.

Then Ryoma suddenly said, "Ah, wait."

Just now, Fuji was sitting on the inside, and she was sitting on the outside. Now that they were switched, problems immediately appeared.

She looked across: "Can I change my position?"

"Huh? - oh ok," Taocheng on the farthest edge took the initiative, and Gan moved out to make room for the center.

Ryoma squeezed out from the innermost side, bypassed Fuji and Dashi, and sat on the original dry spot, stretched out his hand, and felt comfortable.

"Minister, please give me your advice." She saluted casually to her left side.

"Ah."

"It's not easy for left-handed people to eat." Fuer rested his chin and sighed.