must love tennis

As Ryoma guessed, there is a layer of "enchantment" outside the shrine.Maybe it wasn't there the last time I saw it, but just appeared in front of her eyes somehow.

It is said to be enchantment, but it should also be a kind of illusion.

Just like the island in the mafia paradise, what they saw from the sea was completely different from what they saw on the island. Obviously, this was a special means of concealment.

They followed Yukimura into it, and found that it was just an ordinary Japanese-style courtyard—it seemed.There was a tall young man waiting for them at the gate of the courtyard. He should have come here specially after receiving the news.

"How are you all?" The black-haired young man greeted with a hearty smile.

Nioh remembered something and looked at Ryoma.She hesitated and asked, "Is it Senior Yamamoto?"

Compared with Yukimura, he has changed even more, with clear eyebrows and profound features, showing the demeanor of a mature man. Compared with his youth, he also has a more inexplicable atmosphere, perhaps because of the relationship with the Mafia.

General Yamamoto led them into the house and introduced that this is a friend's site, but signed an agreement and handed it over to them as a secret base during this extraordinary period, mainly to accommodate people with special identities.

Like them.

"You're welcome, the master won't come over. He hates crowds." Yamamoto said, winking at them, "Vengelie's current base in Japan is handed over to me for the time being. Your business , I heard Bai Lan say it before... Although it is not very clear, it should be very important."

He knew that they must have been tired after running around all night without a break, and had already prepared the room in advance. Just as he opened the door, King Ren suddenly asked, "Where's Xiao Gang?"

Yamamoto stopped, his expression unchanged: "Sorry, she... can't come to see you now."

Although his tone was very calm, Ryoma obviously felt that his whole aura was different, as if he was more serious.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

The two looked at each other.Among the mafia, especially those related to Pengel, only Gangji is familiar with them.However, they sent Yamamoto here. Of course, it can be explained that she has a special status in the family and is too busy, but it is a bit strange that she doesn't even have a direct communication.

unless she...

"Don't ask about family secrets." Yukimura said, easing the tense atmosphere.

Seeing that Yamamoto was unwilling to answer, he gave the two children a look, picked up the phone, and said, "I just contacted the Sanada family's gymnasium. He and Chiya are both there. I have already asked the driver to pick them up. It will probably be here soon."

"Where are the rest?" Yamamoto asked carefully, "It seems that there are two children, right?"

Ryoma looked at Yukimura: "Aren't they in Japan?"

"Coincidentally, the turmoil in Europe happened just after Wimbledon ended," Yukimura said here, seeming a little funny, and coughed, "I should be with Tezuka-kun now, as for Atobe..."

"He should be in England too." King Ni understood.

"Well, now only military planes are capable of taking to the sky, since there is Atobe-kun," Yukimura said in a relaxed tone, "If they want to come back, it should be fine."

Ryoma nodded silently.

Thank you Atobe Foundation.

Yukimura thoughtfully gave them time to rest, and after a few simple instructions, he left with Yamamoto.As soon as they left, Nioh immediately came out of the next room, knocked on Ryoma's door, and poked his head in.

"Are you asleep, little one?"

Ryoma did not sleep, sitting cross-legged on the tatami, the quilt was still neatly folded, and there was no sleepiness in his eyes.It's definitely not that I'm not used to it because I didn't take a shower or change clothes, but that I received too much information after coming to the future, and my brain was extremely excited.

She was not surprised to see King Ni slipping over, and patted the empty seat next to her generously.

King Ni closed the door obediently and sat down beside her.

"Talk?"

Before that, they didn't know each other very well.Ryoma only knew that when they first met on the street tennis court, she seemed to be recognized by the other party at a glance.

Nioh didn't do anything at the time, but even came over to return the racket to her, looking very friendly.But this kind of fake and real person always made her instinctively wary.

However, now it seems that... he is indeed a very good senior.she thinks.

She pulled the quilt over, covered her lap, thought for a while and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Just talk about it, it's just us now." Nioh said casually.

"Actually, I'm not very scared." Longma guessed the other party's intentions, and said thoughtfully, "How should I put it, but it feels a bit unreal."

They didn't face the danger directly, only when they left the abandoned factory, they could vaguely smell the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood that had not dissipated from the air, that's all.

King Ren smiled, "Even if someone asks you to save the world?"

Ryoma shook his head.She still doesn't feel that she has any power to help them, and after thinking about it, she finds it incredible: "Even if it is a battle, there are many candidates, who are more experienced, professional, and stronger than us...why is it me? "

If there's a game where tennis saves the world, she's confident.

Even if it's kendo, she, a half rookie who has been studying for a few months, has no advantage in front of the masters?

Ryoma couldn't understand, and sighed: "The only thing I can think of, the connection with the future is——"

"What is it?" King Ren was a little surprised, "There really are?"

Ryoma nodded slowly: "I have two gastronomy brothers."

"……what?"

"There's a good chance they're from the future."

With a bang, Kirihara opened the door excitedly and shouted, "Ryoma—"

Then his voice stopped abruptly and his eyes glazed over.

Sanada followed a step behind, and when he looked inside, his face also turned dark.

Yukimura came up, opened the door, let the sun shine in, and glanced at the ground calmly.The two people in the room did not know when they fell asleep.Nioh was lying on his side leaning on the pillow in a fairly orderly manner, while Ryoma got directly under the quilt, only his messy hair was exposed.

No, the point is—

Senior Nioh!The moment before Kirihara opened his mouth, he was stopped by Sanada's fury: "King Ni!"

The fraudster was awakened in an instant, and his desire to survive made him turn over and sit up vigilantly, but he was still a little sleepy. He scratched his hair, and the braid was about to come loose in a mess: "Hey, are you here?"

Ryoma still didn't wake up, but subconsciously reached out and grabbed the quilt.Yukimura sighed: "There is no need to make a fuss, Sanada."

Obviously, the two of them were over excited and fell asleep while chatting.Yukimura was not surprised by this result, stepped forward, reached out his hand under the quilt, lifted Ryoma's shoulders, helped her to the pillow, and gave Nioh a faint look.

King Ren had already realized that something was wrong, so he kept silent, and got up in a hurry, showing a smirk that was neither embarrassing nor embarrassing.

Sanada was still angry, glared at Nio sternly, and said in a low voice, "You know very well...how can you act so recklessly?"

"It doesn't matter if you're still a child." Yukimura persuaded gently.

He will cover the dragon and horse with the quilt, and then stand up: "I wanted to talk about it earlier, but let's wait for the little girl to wake up. I will take you to the room."

When Ryoma woke up, he yawned, and vaguely remembered that there was a sound in the middle of his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, realizing that the room was not completely dark.

Yukimura sat beside him quietly, holding a small laptop on his lap, not knowing what he was looking at, with his fingertips resting on his forehead, the only light source in the room came from the fluorescent screen.

His attention was very focused, but he still keenly caught the movement behind him, quickly put down the computer, and turned around: "Are you awake?"

She froze for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Is Senior Yukimura busy?"

"Well, there are some things that need to be dealt with in the company... You know, the situation is very complicated now." He smiled, closed the computer, and did not give her a chance to peek at the screen curiously.

It's okay if Yukimura didn't say it, but after saying that, Ryoma became curious about them in the future.

Everyone in junior high school is a teenager who loves tennis, but certainly not all of them will take the path of professional tennis. Then ten years...no, nine years later, what will they be doing?

She remembered that Yukimura mentioned Wimbledon before. Needless to say, Tezuka must be a contestant. He may have come to watch the game, or it may be related personnel.And Atobe, the young master, has probably inherited his family business.

Although they always knew Atobe's identity, she knew little about Yukimura.

Thinking of this, Ryoma pursed his lips, feeling a little cautious: "Sorry, did I interrupt your business..."

"It doesn't matter." Yukimura said, "Of course you are more important now. If you wake up, get up, we still have something to do before we hear from Atobe."

Ryoma got up from the bed and followed Yukimura to the living room.

Kirihara was still yawning while sitting on the tatami, while Sanada and Nioh were drinking tea.She didn't know how long she had slept, but judging by the weather, the yard was full of life, so it should have been just after noon.

Judging from the sleep time, she probably didn't wake up naturally, but the atmosphere was tense, and she couldn't sleep because she was thinking about something.

Seeing her coming, Sanada frowned slightly, poured her a cup of tea, and said, "We already know the general situation."

"Thank you." Ryoma took the teacup and took a sip to moisten his throat.

"But why we were also chosen to come to the future with the little one is worth pondering." Nioh analyzed slowly, "This is definitely not a coincidence. The heavy rain in Hakone, and the rocket-launcher that suddenly malfunctioned ten years later ——This place is not ten years later, that is to say, someone has manipulated and sent us to this time."

Kirihara cautiously asked, "Is it because you fell in love with your illusion talent, senior?"

"It won't be that simple." Yukimura said, "If that was the case, I would have received their contact a long time ago."

"Isn't it?" Sanada was surprised, "Then how do you know..."

He took a quick look at Ryoma, paused before saying, "Did you notice us coming?"

"Because, in the original plan, when Ryoma came back from abroad, Masaharu received a message from Pengo Lie to pick her up." Yukimura said calmly, "The two have not been in touch for a long time, I am a little concerned, so I will use Some special measures."

The special method he mentioned obviously refers to the connection of spiritual dreams.

Sanada didn't know about this episode, but he didn't ask carefully: "In any case, their goal is Ryoma, right?"

The eyes of the three of them fell on Longma together, with different expressions.

She finished her tea calmly and put down the cup: "I think we have to wait until Bai Lan arrives to find out the truth."

"I might be able to guess something." Yukimura said softly.

The widespread use of Huoyan has exceeded the development speed it should have.The original armed forces lose their ability to execute, which is very dangerous for the country.With a large number of military weapons, they can still protect important areas, but it is difficult to cover civilian areas.

Therefore, someone organized a group of new generations, taught them to use fire to fight, gave them weapons, and became "volunteers" to protect civilians.

"However, they are just a group of young people." Yukimura said solemnly, "No more than [-] at most. Because the younger you are, the more you can develop your talent and maximize the power of Huoyan."

"Is it related to age?" Kirihara was stunned when he heard that.

"That's right." He sighed, "Do you know the source of the power of the fire?"

Ryoma had a little impression: "Senior Tsunayoshi said, it seems to be enlightened or something? She also mentioned anger..."

"That's the opportunity to comprehend." Yukimura shook his head, "I'm talking about the source of this burning flame."

"It's vitality."

The younger the child, the better the fighter.The premise is to go through professional training, but in this period, obviously there is no way to do it.

"That's why you came to us?" Ryoma asked, "Because it's more valuable than us in the future?"

"Not necessarily..." Yukimura said, "It's just my guess. Regarding you, Prynne should have other plans."

"It's just nonsense," Sanada was shocked and couldn't help saying, "They will die."

"But if you don't do this, more innocent people will be affected and die quietly." Yukimura said lightly, "They did it voluntarily to protect their families, friends, and this country."

"Who is this organizer...?" Long Ma had a vague premonition, the strings in his heart were tense, and his heartbeat was pounding.

Yukimura looked at her, slightly unbearable.

"If I'm right, it's Bai Lan."

He said, among those young people, there should be your elder brother.