must love tennis

Liu was called by his classmates to come to his booth to help. From a distance, he saw Ryoma and Nioh staying together in front of the dart board.He opened his eyes slightly, feeling a little surprised by this pairing.

The ice cream was selling well, Liu finished the account book and returned it to the class committee in charge, then walked towards the opposite side.

King Ni held a popsicle in his mouth, raised his left hand, held a small red dart between his slender index finger and middle finger, and asked vaguely: "How about it, do you want to have a competition?"

Ryoma looked at the few colored darts left in the copper plate, and then at the red hearts on the dartboard, he was a little eager to try, and just about to reach out, a voice came from behind: "If I were you, I wouldn't compete with him!" Darts."

She turned around and looked up, and Liu stood behind them calmly.

King Ren grabbed the popsicle with his right hand, licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, and grinned: "That's boring, my military advisor~"

"Are you good at it?" Ryoma became interested instead, picked up a dart, and turned it around in his hand.

"We played this game before when we were in club activities." Liu unhurriedly took out the data and said, "Nioh's red heart rate is 90.00%[-]."

In other words, is it a stunt other than tennis?

Longma tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, and his fighting spirit became stronger.

King Ren calmly said: "Don't worry, I won't bully novices, just have fun—come, I'll teach you."

"Well, is that so?"

Ryoma's hand holding the dart was pulled by him to a place where his eyes were level.

"Let's not talk about aiming, it's mainly the judgment of strength, and how to exert force with the wrist..." Niwang bent down and pressed against her ear, holding her wrist and gesticulating.

Liu watched from the side, hesitating to speak, and thought, although it is teaching darts, but you were not so enthusiastic before, ah?

In this way, Liu witnessed the two people's scores rising all the way, and soon got the biggest dolls in the shop.

Ryoma is indeed a novice at this matter, but she is very gifted at learning. After the initial miss, she quickly found skills in Nioh's movements and tried again.With this throw, he hit the second lap.

The fraudster whistled, flicked his wrist, and a dart fell into the bull's-eye, squeezing the previous one out firmly.

"Wow!"

A burst of exclamation broke out.

At some point, a crowd of onlookers had already gathered nearby, and the ace of their tennis club Zhengxuan was quite famous in the whole school.Liu smiled slightly, not surprised at all.

but……

He looked at the student in charge who had fallen into a state of dementia, patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, and made a suggestion: "When you hold this activity again in the future, you must blacklist this person."

"...As expected of Nioh-senpai!" the second grader said respectfully.

The result is a bountiful harvest.

Before they left, they had to discuss how to "split the spoils".

Ryoma hugged the little dolphin in one hand and Chopper in the other, expressing that he really had nothing to do.

Nioh held the blue octopus, expressed his satisfaction, and stuffed it into his pocket: "This color is beautiful."

"Looks like fog?"

Liu heard Ryoma muttering, but did not miss this detail, and asked, "What fog?"

She shook her head quickly, and turned to look at King Ni.The latter was putting the rest of the dolls into the packaging bag, and upon hearing this, he just showed an inscrutable smile.

Naturally, Liu didn't expect to be able to get the answer from the fraud master, so he could only make a note in his heart, and changed the topic nonchalantly on the surface: "Have you eaten lunch, there is a class nearby who opened a good restaurant , I recommend to try it.”

……

After Ryoma finished his lunch, he strolled all the way. Most of the dolls in his hand were exchanged for various snacks.

Young and with a delicate face, he is obviously very popular among senior students.

Seeing that it was almost time for the stage performance, King Ren led her out of the Mianmian ice shop by pinching his watch, brought her to the front of the gymnasium, and joined the crowd.Taocheng looked at the string of colorful balloons held by Longma, and was very shocked: "Where did you get this?"

"It was given by a passing lady." Ryoma replied, sighing softly.

She looked a little depressed, probably because she felt that she was treated as a child who came to visit the Haiyuan Festival with her brother again.

Yukimura smiled and took the balloon from Ryoma's hand: "It's inconvenient to carry it in the auditorium later, I'll find a place to tie it first—you wait here now, everyone has to change costumes."

Ryoma and Momoshiro followed him into the backstage of the auditorium through the side door, watching the members of the tennis club busy moving props, and Liu holding the program list and assigning tasks in an orderly manner.

Taocheng followed the stage set, glanced at the auditorium outside, and slightly exclaimed: "It's very spectacular."

"Well, we have been preparing for today's performance for a long time." Liu Jing nodded and said, "Jingshi attaches great importance to this stage play, and we all hope that the performance will go smoothly."

"Senior Yukimura hasn't come back yet?" Ryoma looked around, and the team members dressed as soldiers were rushing up the steps, carrying a stack of plastic shields and spears.

It's just a bundle of balloons, so it won't take so long to deal with it.

"Well," Liu paused subtly, "Actually, he also has a little role to play, and needs to change his costume."

"Eh--"

Taocheng rubbed his chin: "Speaking of which, I still don't know who is playing the role of Sleeping Beauty? Senior Yukimura, could it be—"

"I said senior! This skirt is too long, I can't control it at all, I will fall..."

When Kirihara's complaining voice clearly saw the two people in front of Liu, it briefly raised a note, and then disappeared.

Longma and Taocheng followed the prestige, and they were first overwhelmed by a gorgeous pink dress.

Looking up, you can see the boy's flat chest, as well as the tulle and puff sleeves used to conceal it, and Kirihara's stiff face.

Under their gaze, his expression gradually became frightened: "Why are you! ——Why are you here, Ryoma? No one has ever told me?!"

Kirihara's fragile glass heart couldn't take it anymore, and turned around and ran away.

"Chi Ye..." Liu Wei Wei stretched out his hand, quickly gave up, retracted it, and nodded apologetically to Ryoma, "He didn't know you were here too."

Taocheng smiled dryly: "Although everyone is surprised, there's no need to be so exaggerated, right?"

"Uh, that dress—it's too exaggerated." Ryoma showed an indescribable expression, "Who chose this?"

"..."

Liu was silent.

Ryoma probed: "Senior Yukimura?"

It really is him!

Rather than saying it is aesthetic taste, it might be better to say it is... some kind of bad taste.

Ryoma shuddered slightly when he thought of the fan princess dress that Mr. Yukimura, who had become a young talent, enthusiastically recommended to him nine years later, and thought about the victim Kirihara, and immediately felt deeply moved.

"It's not easy in the Lihai Tennis Club." Taocheng also said with emotion.

Liu was noncommittal, and looked at his watch, it was already 45:[-].The backstage actors are basically in place, and the leading actors have also gone to change their clothes. Only the "Sleeping Beauty" who just ran away is left...

"I'll go get him back." Liu frowned slightly, "Chi Ye is still too immature."

"You guys are working hard too." Ryoma said.

A group of Zhengxuan from Lihai found the locked cubicle in the men's toilet without any difficulty, and knocked on the door, and the sound of Kirihara's collapse came from inside.

"I won't go! Even if I'm killed, I won't go out!!"

"Sure enough, the stimulation is still a bit big." Yukimura held his chin seriously, as if he didn't realize that the culprit behind this situation was himself, showing a slightly worried expression, and turned his head to look at Ryoma outside the men's toilet door.

In the years of pretending, she has of course been used to walking into the cubicle of the men's toilet without changing her expression. When she saw them all looking over, she asked, "Why, do you need help opening the door?"

"That's not necessary." Yagyu pushed his glasses, blushing slightly, and gave Sanada a disapproving look.

He has reason to believe that Ryoma's simple and direct thinking comes from the influence of Sanada.

"I was just thinking," Yagyu said slowly, "How about I ask Echizen-san to leave first, and wait until the performance is over...?"

He looked at the people behind him questioningly.

Marui shook his head: "Is there any reason for the guests to avoid it?"

"Isn't it just wearing a skirt? Look, Chiya, there are so many people wearing it with you," Jack tried to persuade, "And the stage is so brightly lit, who will recognize you when you walk up?"

"You guys already know each other!" Kirihara held his head and ignored him.

"Otherwise, forget it." Long Ma couldn't bear it slightly, hesitant to speak.

Everyone fell silent, but Yukimura was a little surprised, his eyes flickered slightly: "What do you say?"

She met Yukimura's eyes and said bravely: "Actually, I have worn such a skirt too - I think it is really hard to bear. So Kirihara's reaction is understandable."

Everyone: "..."

Ok? !

Sanada hammered the toilet door excitedly, and Marui blurted out: "When and where did you pass through? Do you have any photos?"

However, at that moment, both Nioh and Sanada, who had been to the future, understood.

King Ni answered subconsciously: "That is to say, is this a couple outfit?"

bang——

Kirihara rushed out: "I am willing!"

When Momoshiro and Ryoma returned to the auditorium, the lights had already dimmed, and the auditorium was gradually plunged into darkness.He was still feeling: "Kirihara-kun is really..."

He was at a loss for words for a while, but Long Ma said casually: "Brave."

Taocheng's subtle eyes paused for a while on her face, and asked tentatively: "Did you really wear it?"

This time, it was Ryoma's turn to show a somewhat sad expression, and nodded slowly.

"Almost identical."

She briefly described the exaggerated skirt, lace yarn, and long ribbons with bows - Taocheng listened, and began to fantasize.

"When you dress up, you should be much cuter than Kirihara-kun?" He touched his chin, his old face blushed, and the younger generation gave him a merciless stare.

"This is definitely not a normal person's taste!" Ryoma solemnly emphasized, slightly agitated, "No one would wear this kind of skirt to the streets."

"Uh, Ms. Lo should know..." Taocheng's eyes flickered and drifted into the distance.

"..."

Ryoma is sure, this is the taste of straight men.

The last light in the auditorium was put away, and the audience fell silent. Then, the curtain gradually fell, and an orange stage light was switched on.

The script reviewed by Yukimura himself was adapted from "Sleeping Beauty", and there were not many magic changes in the plot.

Liu who announces the curtain, Marui and Yagyu from "Sister Fairy", and Nioh, the "witch" who wears a dark cloak, are weird at first glance, but they are surprisingly reasonable when you think about it carefully.

Then, the little princess Kirihara, dressed as a village girl and wandering in the woods, appeared, and she met Prince Sanada by chance...

Momoshiro swears that with his excellent dynamic eyesight, he saw that the eyes of the two people looking at each other was not what the narrator said, "the spark of love was sparked"-look at Kirihara's slightly trembling hands, that clearly felt the invisible in Sanada's eyes Deterrence!

Seeing the princess and the prince facing each other in the woods, speechless, the audience below the stage was actually very excited and screamed everywhere.

"Ahhh Sanada-senpai is so handsome!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Longma looked around suspiciously, and quietly asked Taocheng, "What are they talking about?"

Taocheng talked about him from left to right: "Uh, this, that..."

But the most amazing thing is Yukimura's appearance.

Before that, there was enough suspense to make the two very curious, and they all speculated that after the "fairy godmother" and "big boss devil" were overthrown in turn, Yukimura appeared.

The noble king wore a crown on his head, and dragged a long cape from his shoulders to his feet behind him. The scepter in his hand lightly tapped the stage floor.

At one command, all the textile racks were sent to be burned.

——Such a role really couldn't be more suitable.Every gesture of this man exudes the aura of a domineering boss.

Ryoma nodded seriously, and said to himself, compared to Atobe's overly flamboyant aura, this kind of quiet coercion is more convincing.

Yukimura seemed to catch her gaze from across the stage, his gaze swept over here seemingly absently, then he tilted his head slightly, showing a gentle smile in the spotlight that fell above his head.

He asked Liu Sheng, "How old is the princess this year?"

"It's 16 years old, it's time to get married." The fairy godmother immediately smiled knowingly.

……

Seeing this, Taocheng understood.

Everything is clear!

Sending your competitors to make a pair, you are worthy of being a child of God!

He was amazed, and was about to reach out to pat Ryoma's shoulder, wanting to hint to her the other party's "profound intentions", but found that in the dark, the seat beside him was already empty.

"Eh?"

...and at this time, behind the stage.

In the corner of the men's room, King Ren folded his hands and smiled slightly: "How about it, do you understand?"

Kirihara nodded half-understanding: "But why should I pretend to fall?"

"Idiot, of course I changed your role to Ryoma for the sake of logic." Nioh sighed, "If you finish the show smoothly according to this plot, you will never have another chance!"

Kirihara thought hard, and finally nodded slowly.

"But, will Minister Yukimura find out?" He was still a little nervous.

"Up to now, the battle has become very fierce." King Ren said coldly, "If you can't break, you can't stand. As long as everyone stands on the same starting line, there is a fair competition. Don't you understand?"

"But this way, for Vice Minister Sanada..." Kirihara hesitated.

"This is called misfortune." The fraudster blinked his left eye.

"...Oh! As expected of Nioh-senpai!"

Kirihara thumped his palms, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

dong dong.

At this time, Longma knocked on the door and came in with his head: "Are you all right?"

King Ni snapped his fingers without looking back, showing a calm smile: "Go, Chiya, take off your clothes."