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When Buer saw Ryoma, she felt a little flustered.

He knew a good digital printing shop, and made an appointment to meet at the intersection that usually leads to the school, and he would lead the way.

The dragon horse came on foot, and ran across the road in a hurry before stopping.She was in a hurry to go out, and the zipper of her backpack was completely tightened, and Fu Er helped her to zip it up: "What's the matter, did you oversleep again?"

He was about to say, don't worry too much, we are used to it anyway.

Ryoma shook his head, showing that deep, indescribable expression.She said: "There is a new brother in the family..."

"New here?" Fuji tilted his head.

"Gashapon." She explained succinctly.

Buer let out an "oh" and asked curiously, "Is it scary?"

In theory, Ryoma is fearless.Rather than saying that this is a "terrible" person, it is better to say that it is a "very difficult" object.

"He asked Brother Kazuya to play, and the two of them broke through the yard..." Long Ma narrated slowly.

"..."

Not to say, ah, that was really hard for Uncle Nanjiro.

Ryoma fell silent, with a weeping expression.

The two waited for the green light on the other side to turn on, and started walking forward.

At this time, Buer asked: "Why are you going to smoke the gashapon again?"

"It's a complimentary service." Ryoma sighed deeply.

Sighing like this at such a young age must be against harmony.But other than that, she didn't know how to express her feelings: "I can't refuse, after all, there is a kind of, um... shouldering the responsibility of human life?"

Ryoma didn't know if he could understand such a cryptic description.

He might be able to guess some, after all, everyone knows that the gashapon brother died once, and the gashapon machine gave them a chance to regenerate.

But only there.

Fu Er was really confused: "Isn't it stipulated that you can only sign a contract with one brother?"

Ryoma thought for a while, and tried to explain: "About this, Bai Lan gave me some privileges as a VIP user..."

Fuji seems to understand, nodded: "I see."

……

Most of the photos Nioh sent were of Ryoma alone, but there were also a few photos with Kirihara or a group photo of the three of them.The photo is full of youthful vigor, and the angle is also very suitable, which does not make people feel ambiguous.

After getting the plastic photos, Buer flipped through them one by one and looked at them very seriously.Probably out of the habit of an amateur photographer.

Ryoma also leaned over to look curiously.

She didn't know how Buer evaluated the photographer's skills. Maybe he had some thoughts in his heart, but he didn't say it out.At the end, he selected one of dozens of photos.

That was the scene of Ryoma squatting by the river and feeding the fish with bread crumbs.

From King Ni's angle, he just happened to take a picture of her side face. The sun shone from above the opposite woods, forming a soft light area, and the sun hat cast a light shadow on her face. There are also two sparrows foraging.The camera is more reserved for the converging koi group, jumping around alive and kicking, disturbing the clear stream.

You can feel the bustling scenery through the photos.

"Can I have an extra copy of this photo, can I?" Fuji clamped the photo and pulled it out, asking Ryoma for his opinion.

She nodded, saying it doesn't matter.

"This composition...is very suitable." Fuji seems to like this photo, "It gave me a little inspiration."

"Does photography also need inspiration?" Ryoma had no idea about this.

"Well, maybe." Fuji replied ambiguously, "Just like painting and writing, maybe there will be some inspiration..."

"I think it's fine as long as it looks good." She said bluntly, "Many people will only make people uglier...Of course, it is difficult to express the true colors of the scenery through the lens."

"Well, so we need more professional equipment and more proficient capture skills." Fuji said, "As for portraits, because of the shooting, there is no way. However, most ordinary people don't need to worry about these, they You only need to modify it through various filters and upload it to the blog.”

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something, and asked Ryoma, "You didn't create such an account, did you?"

Of course not, and there won't be.

Ryoma shook his head: "I don't need so much attention."

As for the root cause...

Leaving aside the problem of transmission, if too many network records are left, it will be very troublesome to clean up in the future.

"Well, it's a pity." Fuji said enthusiastically, "If you have any blog, it will definitely become popular."

"Internet celebrity?" Now there are constantly rising Internet celebrities on social networks, but she is not very satisfied, she raised her chin slightly, "Compared to this kind of popularity, I want everyone to know me on TV."

"You will." He nodded affirmatively.

A few days later, Bai Lan came over to check on the gashapons.

Ryoma just saved up some questions to ask him.

There are too many gashapons, one by one to install at home, even if the temple they live in is big enough, there will always be a day when it will not be enough.

Bai Lan reassured her that it wouldn't be too much trouble, as long as each Gacha absorbs enough flames, it can leave here and return to a normal life.

While drinking tea slowly, he pointed to the figure in the kitchen.

Ryoma took advantage of the situation and looked over. It was Kanata Irie who was discussing the dishes for lunch with his cousin Nanako.

"Don't you think they have grown a little taller?" Bai Lan smiled slightly and blinked her eyes, "Actually, they have recovered. It's just that they haven't realized it yet...I'm here this time to tell the truth Ours."

"It means that Kazuya and Zuo Togo can leave here without any problems?" Ryoma's eyes lit up.

"Well, in theory it is." He said vaguely.

"Theoretically?"

Bai Lansha explained in a serious manner: "Oh, it also depends on their own wishes, doesn't it?"

"I'll go find Brother Kazuya." Ryoma said as he stood up, "He and that... new gastronomy called Phoenix seem to be difficult to deal with."

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little worried.Although Tokugawa Kazuya is tall, he is not that strong. If there is a fight, she is afraid that he will be injured...

As for the new brother?He is so cruel, he doesn't even have her sister in his eyes!

Oh, no matter what.

"By the way, there's also this." Bai Lan stretched out her hand, spread her palm out, and there was another round gashapon, this time with a red and black shell.

He smiled and said, "It's going to be gradual, right?"

"..."

It was terrible!The dragon horse slipped away immediately.

……

This new brother is called Oni Jujiro.

His tall and burly body appeared behind the dissipating water mist, and everyone was shocked.

Oni also looks very vicious, but unexpectedly easy to talk, and Irie and Tokugawa quickly became acquainted.And the other Fenghuang student still sat arrogantly on the other side, dismissing their friendship that quickly became close.

He still wasn't the last.

Ryoma sweated in his heart.

Every time I wait for the gashapon to come out of the bathroom...

Is it not so nervous to smoke an SSR crash? !

Finally, an invitation from the UK gave Ryoma a temporary hope of getting out of the scuffle at home.

The organizers invited their youth school tennis team - as a representative of the Japanese school - to participate in the upcoming World Junior Tennis Tournament in Wimbledon.

Three other schools, Hyotei, Rikkai University and Shitenpoji in Osaka, also received this honor.

Those few days, when they were training in the school, the seniors were a little uneasy, and they frequently looked at Ryoma, worried that she would disappear without saying hello one day.

And Longma's elder brothers who are at home are also very worried.

There was a gloomy atmosphere in the tennis club.

At this moment, coach Ryuzaki took the invitation letter and walked in with a smile: "Good news——"

It is of course great news for teenagers to be able to travel abroad at public expense.

After confirming that Ryoma would also participate, Kikumaru and the others cheered immediately.

That's Wimbledon!How many tennis lovers think of the Holy Land, and how many people dream of being able to step onto this stage and play a real game in the future!

Gan was still awake, and amidst the din, he quietly asked Ryoma: "Passport and boarding procedures... are there any problems?"

She nodded: "Well, someone can help."

"That's good." The rest of the people felt relieved.

The middle school students prepared their luggage excitedly and waited eagerly.

The travel experience in the summer vacation has given them enough experience. In addition to tennis rackets and clothes, they also prepared a bunch of medicines and first aid supplies.

Looking at everyone's bulging backpacks and suitcases at the airport, Ryoma couldn't help but click his tongue: "It's not like that..."

"What if!" Eiji Kikumaru's expression was serious, plausible, "What if a group of masked gangsters broke in while we were at the training camp..."

Long Ma hesitated to speak: "Is the crow's mouth all right, Senior Ying Er?"

"I'm just talking about it, and it may not really happen," he argued. "Maybe other accidents happened? After all, it's going abroad, so it's not a bad thing to be cautious!"

"It seems that guns are allowed in foreign countries?" Dashi was also worried, "It's very dangerous!"

"Is that America?" Taocheng scratched his head.

"Certain states." Ryoma corrected.

"Ah, but law and order is still hard to say..." Dashi continued.

Ryoma looked at his suitcase, which looked small and exquisite in comparison.

She stuck out her tongue, dragged the suitcase and followed them to the security checkpoint.

In the waiting area, the main candidates of Lihai and Bingdi have already occupied a quite eye-catching area. Although the national competition has long passed, their momentum is still undiminished, each of them is on the verge of breaking out.

When everyone from Qingxue appeared in their field of vision, this deadlocked atmosphere was suddenly broken.

"Hey, little one," King Ni was the first to sit beside Ryoma calmly and greeted under the eyes of everyone, "I heard that your house is very lively recently?"

Is it more than lively?

Ryoma gave him a deep look: "Are you gloating?"

You must have laughed at her in the dream a few days ago... Why don't you let her go now!

"Why, there are new Gacha?" The Ice Emperor's people also became interested.

Ryoma shrugged: "Oh, there is a tall man with highlighted hair who claims to have graduated from Ice Emperor."

Hearing this, Atobe raised his eyebrows: "Which one is this?"

He continued: "The other is his doubles partner, who claims to have graduated from the affiliated high school of Lihai University..."

So a group of people from Lihai also stared over.

"How is the strength?" This is the first question everyone cares about.

"...very strong." She turned her head to look at the sky outside the window.

Since it was said from Longma's mouth, there is no doubt about its authenticity.

Gan opened the notebook and muttered: "If there are school records, we can definitely find their past—"

He suddenly thought of something and stopped abruptly.

Atobe glanced at him with a half-smile: "It's an old problem, huh?"

With a dry smile, he put away his notebook.

The truth of the gashapon is not yet suitable for public announcement. Although he always has the desire to reveal the secret, he has to try his best to resist pretending to check the British travel guide to alleviate this embarrassment.

Although everyone was a little puzzled, their attention did not stay for long.

"Forget about the people from Lihai, why are you from the Ice Emperor here?" Kikumaru asked with his head tilted.

Seeing Atobe sitting in such an ordinary waiting room, everyone was in a daze.In their imagination, this young master should be sitting in the lounge of the senior VIP, drinking iced coffee and enjoying the service of a dedicated person.

——Even if Ice Emperor and his party charter a plane and fly directly to London, it won't surprise everyone.

Shinobu shrugged: "What else can I have? If I charter a flight, wouldn't I be able to chat with—cough, I can't chat with everyone? It's really boring for a long long-distance flight."

Under Atobe's sharp warning eyes, he changed his words in time, showing an awkward yet polite smile.

"What do you say?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Yukimura smiled slightly, and did not comment directly, but asked, "Where is Supervisor Sakaki?"

"Oh, he's in the VIP area." Ren Zuzu didn't stop him, and quickly explained to the sun, "The supervisor bought a first-class ticket, so he won't be with us."

Fuji also looked at Atobe thoughtfully: "Then yours is——"

"Of course," Atobe replied, raising his chin, "business class."

The organizers only provided round-trip economy class air tickets, and it would obviously cost a lot of money to upgrade.

They felt deeply stung by the rich man's arrogance, and fell silent.

Ryoma was confused: "Isn't that still far away from us?"

Atobe snorted, with an expression of "Is this a very troublesome thing", stretched out his hand: "Here is the boarding pass, I will ask someone to change it for you."

Renzu looked sideways: So this is your idea? !