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Shishido has been observing his new neighbor for a while.

Before renting it in, he didn't expect to meet Asians nearby, and furthermore, it was very likely that they were also Japanese.

He always felt that there was something wrong. Of course, it was undeniable that the other party was quite good-looking, and it might be in line with his own aesthetics...but that's not the point.

When he moved in on the first day, Shishido accidentally saw his neighbor standing on the balcony and looking at Xunsheng.When the eyes of the two met, he clearly saw a slight surprise on the other's face.

As if, she knew him...

Shishido was sure he knew her.

The name Ryoma is very special. She emerged in the International Women's Tennis Championship a few years ago and is known as a talented tennis girl.There are not many domestic reports about her, and it is often mentioned that she has a father who was once quite famous—the samurai Nanjiro—every tennis player will not be unfamiliar with this.

But on the other hand, he wasn't sure.

Shishido has always been very confident, but he doesn't feel that he already has considerable fame.In fact, he has just stepped out of the country and signed with a club here.

But he has a vague intuition that he has seen this woman before...

He must have seen it somewhere, but he has no memory of it at all.

Shishido thought hard for a long time, but to no avail.

He tentatively explained that he felt a sense of intimacy when he met his colleagues of Japanese descent in a foreign country.

Compared with other locals, Ryoma is not a hospitable neighbor.

She looked a little indifferent, and when she met in a nearby supermarket, she always seemed careless, throwing a large box of ice cream and some boxed salads into the shopping cart, ignoring fresh vegetables and meat—no wonder 宍Customers often hear the delivery man ringing the doorbell next door at meal time.

Later, they met unexpectedly in a pet shop. Ryoma hugged her slightly tired Himalayan cat and let her choose the cat food she likes.

Shishido, on the other hand, led his golden retriever and greeted her naturally.

Ryoma's gaze met the docile eyes of the big golden retriever, and finally there was some color that could be called "interested" on his face: "You brought it from Japan?"

"No, it was given by a friend here." Shishido explained, "I also raised one before, and I wanted to bring it here if nothing happened, but unfortunately..."

It was acute gastroenteritis, and I was too old to be cured.He sighed, Ryoma also nodded understandingly: "I'm sorry."

After chatting about pets for a while, the two got acquainted naturally, and made an appointment to go to the club to practice together another day.

She is indeed a very good tennis player, with extraordinary skills, tough enough endurance, and amazing willpower in the tug-of-war, which is what he admires the most.

The sense of disobedience in Shishido's heart became more and more intense.

He still has a stubborn persistence, thinking that he has seen this style of play somewhere...

Until that day, Shido heard the cheerful cry of the golden retriever, thinking that his clothes were blown to the opposite side by the wind again.He put down the half-packed clothes and ran out in a hurry. Through the balcony, he saw two visitors who surprised him in Ryoma's house.

"Oh, so it's just a coincidence." Atobe said meaningfully.

Ryoma's new neighbor was quickly invited over, sat on the other end of the sofa, looked at Atobe curiously and full of inquiry, and then looked at Tezuka.

He doesn't remember.

This was the hint from Ryoma's eyes to them.

Tezuka nodded cryptically, explaining their visit nonchalantly as "meeting each other at Wimbledon a few weeks ago," "very hit it off," and so on.

Similarly, Atobe was not very surprised—after Ryoma left Japan, all the relevant memories of those who did not know were erased. It is incredible, but there is no doubt that this is the powerful power of illusion.

Shishido looked dubious.

He had played a few games with Ryoma before, and he already recognized her strength very much, knowing how brilliant she would be in the game.Naturally, it is also a common development for young people to have a good impression of the opposite sex, resulting in further intersections, but when such things happen to his old friends, it becomes a bit unreliable.

Atobe was better. After the young master was forced to stop playing tennis, he still paid attention to related matches intermittently, and a girl with a personality like Ryoma might be quite to his taste.Atobe likes this type who is dismissive of himself, but also full of assertiveness and competitiveness.

But Tezuka was different.Shishido didn't know him very well, but he also thought that he wouldn't casually take too much interest in others—especially when this "other" was a very cute girl.He doesn't seem to have a romantic emotional mind at all.

What a weird combination, Shishido thought to himself, rubbing his golden hair.

The pet dog flicked its tail restlessly between his legs, and extended a friendly invitation to Karubin.

But Karubin was lazy, and slowly moved himself from the sofa pillow to the carpet. The golden retriever jumped out from Shishido's side, walked around the carpet twice, and leaned over to lick the fur.

Atobe's expression became more subtle, he seemed to want to say something, but held back, and finally asked Shishido calmly: "We have a party tonight, do you want to come together?"

Shishido heard a few familiar names and agreed without much thought.

He hadn't finished his cleaning, and after exchanging pleasantries, he took his golden retriever back.

Atobe waited for the door to close, then raised his chin to Ryoma with certainty, and nodded: "You seem to be familiar with it already, huh?"

Ryoma looked at Tezuka, cleverly borrowed his words just now, and said briefly: "Oh, I think we hit it off quite well."

"After that," Tezuka asked calmly, "How do you plan to explain it when we get together?"

The people who will travel thousands of miles to the other side of the Pacific to attend the party this time are all insiders.

Shishido should not be so rough.

Tezuka sharply pointed out the problem, and Ryoma frowned in distress.She obviously hasn't thought about it seriously.

Whether it's explaining or lying, it's too much trouble for her.

Ryoma showed a very reluctant expression, and stood up: "I'm going to make a call and ask a certain illusionist's opinion."

She picked up the phone and walked to the balcony, Atobe didn't look back for a long time.

After Wimbledon ended, Tezuka did not fly back to Germany immediately, but stayed in London for a while, so Atobe contacted him to plan the party.

At that time, just because he saw a wonderful women's tennis final on TV, he had a sudden whim and planned to see what his proud little opponent had become now.

To be honest, this reunion after many years did not particularly surprise him.

It was at this time that Atobe finally confirmed one thing - about his own interests.

He pretended to be careless and turned to another person in the living room, and when he met Tezuka's eyes, he was keenly aware of the coldness in the other person's eyes.

It was not what I expected.

Atobe was complacent about his excellent insight, but when he thought that he was not far ahead, he lowered his face slightly and snorted.

"When you're in London, you should go find her." Atobe said in an affirmative tone.

"Yeah." Tezuka replied indifferently, "She doesn't always like someone alone."

Atobe raised his eyebrows, the original words came to his lips, but because he remembered something else, he suddenly changed his words: "So, you also know that a certain French player is chasing her?"

Tezuka stared at a corner of the coffee table for a moment before responding with a very calm tone: "It seems to be a certain prince from France, claiming to be."

The two looked at each other.

Atobe pursed his lips and sneered: "They don't even have a royal family now."

Tezuka did know about it.

He didn't care about the other party's name, but in this competition, a certain romantic rumor has become widely known.

The young player from France is proud and conceited. He meets a talented girl who is also invincible. The two confronted each other before Wimbledon.It is said that they made a decisive appointment to play a game in a certain club stadium.

The results of the competition did not follow. They only knew that after that, this handsome young man launched a romantic pursuit offensive, and he did not live up to his reputation as the city of romance.

Atobe only heard about it a little bit, and asked calmly at this time: "What does the kid say?"

"She doesn't know her well, and she doesn't like the smell of their perfume." Tezuka replied calmly.

"..."

Atobe nodded thoughtfully.

As expected of a dragon horse.

Kikumaru walked all the way holding the address, but finally found the wrong door and rang the doorbell next door.

He and Shido Ryo looked at each other at the door, their eyes widened in surprise: "Wow."

Shishido quickly realized and nodded to him: "You should be looking for Ryoma, right? She lives next door, No. 24, and my side is No. 22."

"Are you—" Kikumaru hesitated and asked tentatively, "Do you know her?"

"We were neighbors for two weeks," he replied.

Kikumaru blinked with an increasingly confused expression when someone called him across the street.He looked back and saw Bu Er, he was relieved immediately, and waved to the opposite side with a smile again.

"This way!"

Shishido also looked at him in confusion, and then glanced at Fuji who was walking across the road: "So, you all know each other too? ——Have you all gone to see this year's Wimbledon live?"

Kikumaru hesitated slightly, not knowing how to answer, opened his mouth, and then his shoulder was held down by Fuji.

"Maybe this is the guidance of fate," the brown-haired young man smiled at his former opponent, "Since it is fate, how about having dinner together?"

"Oh, Atobe mentioned it just now, I'll go there later." Shishido shook the rag in his hand, paused and said, "But, seriously? Whose idea is this? — According to me As far as I know, Echizen Ryoma can't cook at all."

Both Kikumaru and Fuji agree deeply.

"So, there is a little girl coming later." Fuji looked at his watch, "She is today's chef. Of course, we have to help."

"Who else?" Shishido asked tentatively.

He remembered that Atobe mentioned Shinobu, Yukimura, and Sanada's name just now... This made him subconsciously recall the national competition in junior high school, and in that vague memory, there seemed to be a familiar figure passing by.

Although he has not discovered the truth yet, Shishido has a vague feeling that he has met an amazing neighbor.

Before that, he thought it was just an ordinary romantic encounter.