must love tennis

Ryoma leaned against the table with a listless look, quite inconsistent with the atmosphere of celebrating the victory of the qualifiers at this moment.

The seniors expressed their understanding: Today's competition is really hard, but don't fall asleep, eat more!

The adolescents had quite good appetites, and the plates of sushi that were served were all scrambled in a blink of an eye.Ryoma was still in a daze, so Fuji kindly handed over the plate in front of him and asked her, "Do you want to try this?"

"Oh, thank you." She stretched out her hand to take it, but unexpectedly reached halfway, and the plate was blocked by Tezuka on the other side calmly.

Ryoma raised his head and went inside without knowing.

"It's spicy." He pointed out Budu's "intent" straight to the point.

Bu Er chuckled: "This is mustard, it's delicious."

"Wasabi." Ryoma muttered.Of course she has eaten it, and she can still eat it. The taste of mustard is not so much spicy as it is "choking".However, even if you like wasabi, if you swallow it unprepared, you will probably burst into tears.Is this the picture that Bu Er wants to see?

Humph, she is not afraid.

Ryoma was preparing to take on this challenge, when he suddenly remembered what the kind-hearted people he met in the hospital reminded him - eat less irritating food?Mustard should also count——she hesitated, but withdrew her hand.

"Senior Bu Er is really powerful." She read aloud, "Your intentions are sinister."

"Why?" Fuji smiled, "I feel sorry for those who can't enjoy wasabi."

"Let's talk about it later." Longma pouted.

"Really? Don't you feel hungry?" Fuji pointed to the people behind him, "Aren't these guys going to be merciful?"

What, Ryoma didn't take it seriously, making it seem like she couldn't grab something to eat, it's just that she doesn't have much thought about food now, okay?

"I can-"

"Don't be so long-winded." Haitang on the opposite side finally couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly slapped the table, almost making people jump.

I saw him glaring over, then pushed the plate full of fish roe sushi to this side, and said fiercely: "Eat quickly, don't say that senior bullies you."

"..." Didn't I say that?

Ryoma wondered.

However, there is such a good thing, how can you not accept it.She accepted the gift from the senior with peace of mind, grabbed a piece of sushi and stuffed it into her mouth: "Then thank you senior."

"Hmph." Haitang turned his head in disdain.

Taocheng at the other table withdrew his gaze, and whispered to Kikumaru: "It's unbelievable, this is something a poisonous snake would do!"

"That's right." Dashi interjected, and said with a deep face, "Haven't you seen him secretly feeding the kittens near the school?"

Several people exclaimed: "Oh!"

"It's exactly the same as this one." Dashi continued.

"Hmm..." They were immersed in shock and couldn't extricate themselves.

Feed the kitten?

This person's name is Kaitang Kaoru? ?

Once he accepts this setting, it seems to become... But wait, the person he is feeding now is Ryoma? !

After eating and drinking enough, Longma still couldn't resist the drowsiness that swept over her. When her teammates clamored to play video games, she already tilted her head and fell asleep on the table. She didn't know when she would return To get home, and how to get home.

It wasn't until she went to participate in the department activities that she learned about what happened after that from the Zhengxuan who was talking about it.

"Echizen, I didn't expect you to have an older brother!"

Taocheng came over excitedly and patted his shoulders. Although his strength was not strong, Ryoma still felt that his whole body was shaking a few times. It was like the feeling of sneezing, and the blood was pouring out, surging.

... Tsk, being a woman is really troublesome.

She said thoughtfully: "So, I turned out to be—"

"Well, your brother carried you back." Taocheng added, "By the way, Minister Tezuka called to inform your family. I thought it was uncle who came, but I didn't expect...your brother is so kind!"

As a result, he himself didn't mention a word at all!It made Ryoma think that he had accidentally sleepwalked.

"It feels so cool!" Kikumaru's eyes sparkled, "Hey, little one, he must be very good at playing tennis, right?"

"En." Ryoma nodded without hesitation, greeted with a burst of emotion.

"really!"

"Even Echizen admitted that—"

What is even her?She has always been very down-to-earth, okay?

"It's such a blessing to have such a family."

Not knowing who said this sentence, Ryoma was stunned for a moment.Is it enviable that the family can play tennis?Subconsciously, what appeared in her mind was not Tokugawa Kazuya, but the smug old man's smiling face.

Tokugawa is very good, but the guy who has tossed her for more than ten years is called Echizen Minamijiro.

It made her teeth itch, wishing she could knock him down in the next second, and then throw the tennis racket in his face, and walk away arrogantly.

For her, playing tennis is just practicing constantly and then working hard towards this goal.

However, then again, she seems to have lost this opportunity now.

Thinking of this, Ryoma raised his head and looked around, but he didn't see Tezuka.

When would he tell her about the "we'll talk about it later" thing he said that day?While thinking, she walked slowly towards the court.

The eye injury hasn't healed yet, and the gauze hasn't been removed yet, so she didn't arrange too heavy training tasks for her, but handed her a revised nutrition menu.

The content is rich, and it is carefully designed at first glance.

But before he had time to be moved for a few seconds, Ryoma saw some conspicuous words clearly, and his face collapsed again: "Does it have to be like this?"

"For the sake of your body, I think it is necessary." Gan replied firmly.

This guy was originally a super tall third-year student, and he even put on the posture of a teaching assistant, overpowering others. Ryoma swallowed his breath and put away the menu: "I'll take a good look at it when I go back."

"You must do it, understand?" Qian glanced at her, the warning in his eyes was very obvious.

"……understood."

After a few days of fishing in troubled waters, the wound finally healed, and the other layer of blood loss debuff disappeared. Longma finally relaxed physically and mentally. The first thing he did when he woke up was to grab someone and play a hearty game.

As a result, Tokugawa Kazuya came out of the kitchen and put a bowl of brown sugar water in front of her.

"..."

What's the meaning!

"I have nothing to do recently, and I learned from my aunt." Tokugawa explained, "And, this is the menu provided by your seniors at school."

Long Ma was startled: "How would he know?"

"It said that you splashed blood on the field that day, so you need to replenish your blood." Tokugawa said, "I think that's what it means."

"That's it." Long Ma looked at the bowl of brown sugar water, struggled for a while with a tangled face, and finally drank it, wiped off the water marks on his lips, and muttered, "This kind of thing is really not just a psychological effect. ?"

"Come back tonight and make tea bowl steaming for you."

"!!"

Ryoma quickly got up: "I'm going to school."

"Well," Tokugawa replied lightly, with a smile in his eyes, "don't forget to bring your bento."

Speaking of going back to school, after Ryoma went out, his pace slowed down, and his mood became a little heavy.

I haven't seen the minister when I work in the department recently. Is it because the other party is avoiding it on purpose?Now that the injury has healed, he probably will strictly expel her from the tennis club.

Although the time in the club was short, the seniors I met were all very good people, and Ryoma also felt a little bit reluctant.

Before stepping onto the court, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

What should come is always coming, let's go!

Unexpectedly, this day's club activities passed without incident.Returning to the normal training volume, slightly increased the weight of the lead weight, and still doing it, I stared at her data and muttered to study as usual, not knowing what to think.

Nothing happened except the horrible vegetable juice he used to bully the crew.

Ryoma sneaked a glance to the side of the court, and found that Tezuka was talking to coach Ryuzaki, and Oishi was listening, occasionally nodding, occasionally adding a few words, then the coach left, and the two returned to the court to continue training.

"The Metropolitan Conference is about to start." Taocheng looked over there, "It will probably be very hard recently."

"Training?"

"No, it's another matter." Taocheng said meaningfully, "You are a newcomer, you haven't seen it before, you will know later."

Ryoma had actually figured it out, since Tezuka didn't come to see her, she just continued to pretend nothing happened and finished the day's training without any burden.

Still tidying up the court with the first graders slowly, she went over after the other candidates had packed up their things and were about to leave. She was the last one to go into the bathroom, quickly washed from head to toe, changed clothes and came out.

It was dusk, and the light outside the window dimmed. Ryoma sat on a chair and wiped his hair, stuffing a racket and towel into his bag with one hand.At this moment, there were two light knocks on the door of the studio.

She stopped and looked over: "Minister?"

Tezuka stood by the door, watching her quietly.

Ah, is it finally coming?

Ryoma tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, then belatedly remembered, stood up quickly, and his expression became serious.

Come on.

"I'm ready," she said firmly.

Tezuka, who was about to speak, was stunned for a moment, surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his composure: "So you already guessed it?"

"Ah."

"That's good." Tezuka nodded slightly, then reached into his pocket and took out a tennis ball. "I don't want to mention it to you so early, but I'm worried that you won't be able to calm down and continue training these days."

……etc?This seems to be different from what she imagined?

Ryoma was confused for a moment, but his eyes were attracted by a parabola before he came back to his senses, raised his hand subconsciously, and caught the ball thrown by the opponent.

"Echizen, compete with me."

Tezuka's voice was calm, and he looked at her seriously.

Ryoma looked at the tennis ball, then at Tezuka, his stiff expression gradually loosened: "Is this a declaration of war?"

"Ah."

Hearing the excitement in her voice, there seemed to be something flickering in Tezuka's eyes, but in the end, he just reported a place and time.

Although I don't quite understand what's going on, Ryoma has always been looking forward to challenging the strong.

Tokugawa could tell at a glance that she was different from usual. After asking about the situation, he pondered: "Your minister, that boy named Tezuka Kunimitsu..."

He frowned slightly, recalling the first time we met that day, there seemed to be a bit of concern between his brows.

"There's nothing to worry about." Long Ma took a mouthful of steamed eggs and said casually.

"I'm not worried about tennis." Tokugawa said in his heart, the issues he was originally concerned about have been noticed.Because of this, he was worried.

Before that, why didn't I care about it?He shook his head and sighed softly.Perhaps it was Echizen Nanjiro's attitude that confused him.Could it be that he was also waiting for such a person to appear? —— Or, just simply hope that Ryoma will solve it by himself one day?

"Then what are you thinking?" Ryoma asked.

"I'm thinking that the existence of such a person is very dangerous to you." Tokugawa replied slowly.

Ryoma: "..."

Uh, I don't get it at all.

"Your minister is very powerful." Tokugawa continued.

"Really." Long Ma pursed his lips, looking proud.

"You..." Tokugawa stared at her for a while, then said after a long time, "Maybe I'm overthinking."

Cut, these mystifying adults.

On the appointed Saturday morning, Ryoma went downstairs to have breakfast in good spirits. Echizen Minamijiro saw clearly his impatient appearance, and approached with a smirk on his face: "Yo, girl, are you going on a date again? Who is it?—the boy from Kanagawa?"

"No, it's from Tokyo." Ryoma's serious answer made him stunned.

She put on her shoes, picked up her bag, and walked away.

Then, without any surprise, he was once again defeated by an invincible opponent.

To be precise, it was a very tragic failure.

Fortunately, this kind of failure is not once or twice.After the instinctive depression and loss, Ryoma calmed down, silently picked up the racket that had fallen to his feet after his left hand lost strength, and dusted it off.

The bangs under the brim of the hat were stained with sweat, turning into strands, sticky and uncomfortable, she wiped it on both sides indiscriminately, took off the ball hat, let the wind blow over the sweaty forehead, and immediately cooled down many.

The tall figure on the opposite side still stood silently, watching her.

Under the backlight, it was difficult for Ryoma to see Tezuka's expression clearly, but his embarrassment must have already appeared in the eyes of the other party, and he could not escape.It was impossible to say that she was not depressed at all, but she had just experienced such a hearty failure, and she couldn't get excited immediately, looking forward to "revenge" one day.

If she really wanted to distinguish, at this moment, most of her heart was still at a loss.

Would Minister Tezuka be unaware of the strength gap between the two of them?

Could this match be just for a simple showdown?It is impossible to think about it.

So, why?

On the viaduct overhead, there was the sound of a train roaring past.Rumble, rumble.

Other than that, the whole world is very quiet.

Ryoma, and this invincible powerhouse, are only separated by a net, watching each other in their eyes.

"Echizen." Tezuka finally spoke, his eyes full of deep meaning were still hard to understand.Once again, he repeated the question from that day——

"Why do you play tennis?"