must love tennis

This is where?

Ryoma rubbed and hopped his temples, and the air that was so cold that it was almost solidified filled her breath, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. She breathed on her hands, and all that came out was white mist.

So cold.

The sight gradually became clear, and when I looked up, it turned out to be a familiar room in my own home.

No, Ryoma came back to his senses and shook his head vigorously. Why did she come back home suddenly?She continued to look at the room... It was a bit strange, it was a bit dusty, as if no one had lived in it for a long time, the beds were all put away, and there were only empty bedmates.

Textbooks and exercise books were scattered on the desk as usual, and when I touched it, it was full of dust.

Are you dreaming?

Ryoma squeezed his arm, denying this guess.

The world outside the window is eerily quiet, through the window you can see the bleak, bare branches.It's almost summer, but it looks like it's still winter here.

Ryoma opened the closet, and the winter uniform was still neatly placed inside. She didn't care about that much, so she put it on to warm herself up, and then put the tennis bag back on her back, holding the shoulder straps tightly, as if this would make her safer feel.

With a creak, she pushed open the door of the room and walked out along the corridor, stepping on the wooden floor through her socks almost silently, making the movement downstairs much more obvious.

Ryoma stuck to the railing of the stairs, listened carefully to the sound, took a deep breath, quietly opened the zipper of the backpack, groped in, walked around the tennis racket, pulled out the bamboo knife for practice, held it in his hand, and slowly Take a step slowly towards the steps.

Crunch, crunch.

There was no sound of Nanjiro snoring behind the magazine, no sign of Rinko busy everywhere, cousin Nanako's professional book was placed on the side of the coffee table, picked up by the guy in the living room, and flipped through casually.

When Ryoma saw that person clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, you're here!" Shishido raised his head, a little surprised, quickly put down the book in his hand, and walked up with a serious face, "Little ghost, have you noticed——"

"Yeah." Ryoma nodded.

The two looked at each other and said in unison: "We have crossed!"

what……

How unscientific.

Although the conclusions were the same, the two were still in a daze, standing in the empty living room and staring at each other.

"What the hell is this place?" Shishido rubbed his fingers, and he couldn't help shivering after holding on for so long while still wearing the summer tennis team uniform.

"It seems to be my house." Ryoma replied.

"Your family?" He stared, "Where are your family members?"

She shook her head: "It's all gone."

"...So, we still crossed over." Shido resolutely said.

"This should be."

"Why do you seem to be very excited?" Shishido looked over suspiciously, then stared at the bamboo knife in her hand, his eyes became even more strange, "Why do you still carry this kind of thing with you?"

"It's for self-defense." Long Ma said in a deep voice, "You don't understand, I have already discovered that our world is very unusual."

"How to say?"

"When I was in the United States..." she started, stopped after talking, and couldn't help wondering how many times she had to tell her experience of being kidnapped.

Shishido was waiting for the next sentence in doubt, so Ryoma had no choice but to continue: "Once, I was kidnapped."

The other party was surprised.

She immediately added: "Then, I think, there should be people with superpowers in this world."

Shishido waited for a while, but Ryoma just looked back calmly.

"Finished?"

"Ah."

"So..." Shido stroked his forehead, "You mean, we might be selected as superpowers to save the world?"

"It's possible." She nodded happily.

——"Is it too high school?!"

After Shishido yelled, there was a sudden explosion next second.

Startled, he dodges away.

Immediately afterwards, Atobe, who was wearing the same team uniform as him, appeared out of thin air, and his faint eyes turned to the two of them.

Oh wow.

"You're here too... Atobe." Shishido was stunned for a moment, then coughed dryly, and said to Ryoma, "I suddenly believed it."

"What letter?" Atobe asked alertly.He looked at the environment for the first time, and found that it looked like an ordinary house, he was slightly relieved, "Where is this?"

"My house." Ryoma replied again.

Atobe also curled his lips in disbelief: "Your house?"

Shishido explained their discussion just now in a few words, and then concluded: "This world is definitely different from our original one."

"I see." Atobe said coolly.

"As for more, we can only find out by going out to have a look." Shishido looked out of the courtyard, and the birds flew across the sky and let out a long cry.

Atobe was noncommittal: "Then let's go."

The two were about to leave after finishing speaking, but Long Ma grabbed one sleeve each and turned around: "What are you doing?"

"Just in case." Ryoma said, took out the racket from the tennis bag and handed it to them respectively.

"..."

The corner of Atobu's mouth twitched, but he still held the racket.He glanced at the bamboo knife in Longma's hand, and couldn't help but sighed: "I'm well prepared."

"Of course." She raised her chin.

"Let's go, don't be crowed." Shido pressed his forehead, feeling a little bad.

Just after he walked out of the gate of the courtyard, a gust of cold wind rushed towards his face, Ryoma quickly took a step to the side, and Shishido's long hair swept across Atobe's face.

He rolled his eyes, brushed his hair back silently, and turned his attention to the street.

This neighborhood was supposed to be a residential area. At this point in time, people could be seen walking around, or else, laughter could be heard from the houses.

But no, it was quiet everywhere, as if there were only three of them left in the whole world.

Shishido couldn't help but said, "I think we went to the wrong theater."

"I agree with your point of view." Atobe said.

"So," Ryoma raised his head, "are we chosen—"

"Shut up!" the two said in unison.

"..."

She had no choice but to shut up, staring unwillingly, trying to convey this message with her eyes: Otherwise, do you think we are collectively dreaming?

Walking out of the residential area, the bus station is in front of you.

Finally, passersby coming and going appeared in the field of vision, each on their way, and cars speeding past on the road seemed to be in a hurry.

call--

Shishido breathed out calmly, and felt relieved: Fortunately, even if it is a dream, it looks like a normal world.

Is that right?

Atobe continued to observe, and suddenly stepped forward, walking towards the target he had chosen.

Ryoma and Shishido watched from behind. It was a young girl who had been leaning against the station sign with her head lowered in a daze. She was startled by Atobe's voice and suddenly raised her head.

"Excuse me." Atobe said, but the lazy and arrogant tone made the girl blush slightly, "Can I check the time?"

"Ah, yes." The girl nodded again and again, and didn't even find it strange, she took out her phone from her pocket and tapped it twice.

The screen lights up.

Atobe narrowed his eyes, and the two behind him also probed to see:

10:30 pm.

The next row is the date.

December 12.The year is - ten years later.

Ryoma was startled, and looked at Atobe again, no wonder he showed such an expression.

"Thank you," he said briefly.

The girl took back her phone and looked at them curiously.But Atobe no longer intends to spend more thought on the passers-by, turned around, and hooked them: "Let's go."

"Hey..." Shishido was helpless.

Probably in the eyes of this young master, taking a bus will never exist.Ryoma also shrugged his shoulders and followed quickly.

"Where are you going now?"

Atobe didn't answer, took out his cell phone while walking, dialed several numbers without any response, and then looked at the screen carefully.

No signal?

"If that was not a joke just now." Shishido hesitated and pointed out, "Maybe there will be no need for 3G in ten years?"

"..." Makes sense!

The three were lost in thought.

"I heard that many variety shows in Japan like to make fun of passers-by." Ryoma said slowly.

"Is there any program that can make us cross half of the city?" Atobe snorted, "Special effects?"

"I'll just say whatever I want," she said nonchalantly.

"Admit the reality." Atobe was silent for a while, then said lightly, "We have indeed come ten years later."

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly, his eyes became extremely sharp.

Longma was a little uncomfortable to see him, and frowned: "What's wrong?"

if so……

What happened before he came can be explained.A young man who looks similar to Shishido, another woman...

Women, yes.

Atobe's expression became very weird, Shishido looked at him and couldn't help poking his arm.

"Why are you in a daze, hello?"

Under his torch-like gaze, Ryoma was inexplicably guilty, feeling as if he had been caught by something, and touched his nose: "What are you looking at me for? Are you looking at me?"

Shishido coughed violently.

But Atobe still had that strange expression, his eyebrows were almost raised: "Ha! ——hahaha! Is Tezuka crazy?"

He suddenly laughed so hard that he couldn't stop his voice, making Shido stunned: "Are you stupid?"

"Who knows." Ryoma said.

Shishido took two steps away in disgust, pulled Ryomara over, and muttered casually: "Don't think that Atobu's heart is higher than the sky, in fact, he has always been to your minister Tezuka—"

Ok? !

Long Ma's eyes lit up, and he gossiped, "How is it?"

Then, her head was pressed hard from behind, and when she turned around, Atobu's indifferent eyes returned to normal.No, it just looks very cold. If you look carefully, the smile on your lips has not faded.

"It's getting more and more interesting." He said to Ryoma with a pleasant face.

Shishido: "...Sorry, I can't keep up with you."

"You don't need to keep up." Atobe said self-consciously, "Echizen Ryoma of Aigaku, right? I'm really looking forward to meeting you—"

Ryoma calmly interrupted the two duels before he could speak, "First of all, we have to be able to go back to ten years ago."

"..."

Back to reality, the three of them stood on the side of the road, blowing the cold winter wind, feeling deeply lonely.

"I don't know what will happen to me ten years from now." Shido broke the silence.

"Maybe it will appear in the sports news?" Atobe curled his lips.

Are you a professional player?Long Ma listened, and his mind moved.If it was her... I didn't think so far before, would she play professional games?Will he become -- as Minamijiro hopes -- a top world-class player?

Shishido couldn't hold back any longer: "Go to the library and check it out and you'll know?"

"Then let's go." Atobe didn't care, walked a few steps, but saw Ryoma still standing in front of the intersection in a daze, and stopped her, "Hey, brat!"

Ryoma looked over.

"Not together? Be careful not to get lost on the street."

She didn't respond to the obvious teasing, looked across the street again, and said, "I seem to have seen it..."

"what?"

"It might be someone I know." Ryoma noticed that the red light on the sidewalk was about to turn green, made up his mind, took a step, and turned to them and said, "If I find a way to go back, I will go to you guys later. of."

"what?"

Shishido was surprised, and looked at Atobe in blank dismay.

"Can he find a way?"

"Maybe." Atobe calmed down. "It's useless to be in a daze here. Just go to the city library. I happen to have something I want to check."

Ryoma took two steps in three steps, rushed across the sidewalk, and jumped onto the steps.Like an illusion, the flashing white figure disappeared in the crowd long ago.

Tsk, she held down the brim of her hat, turned around slowly, and was about to turn back to the library.

"Yo."

Ryoma almost ran into it, stopped the car in time, took a step back, and raised his head.

He met Bai Lan's smiling face.He bent over and leaned forward, almost face to face with her.

"I remember you, you are a friend of Kokichi, right?"

Sure enough, I read it right just now.

She nodded in a daze, and blurted out: "You are... the boss of Toy City."

"Oh, that's right." Bai Lan straightened up, lifted her bangs with her hand, then raised her index finger to her lips, pretending to be mysterious: "Shh."

Can't say it?

Ryoma didn't care, and was about to inquire about some information, when his eyes accidentally met his.The demonic purple pupils and the strange tattoo pattern at the end of the eyes make people resist unconsciously.

She made a smart move, and suddenly realized that something was not quite right.

"Bryn—?"

"Well, it's me." The other party said lightly, "You still remember my name."

"This is ten years later, isn't it?"

From the time he met Tsunayoshi, Ryoma has realized that there are many undiscovered things in the world, whether it is magical flames, gashapons, or the inexplicably extra powerful power of the body...

To be precise, it wasn't brought by Tsunaki, but around her, there were a lot of these so-called "unscientific" beings.

Bai Lan nodded of course; "That's right."

"Then, you... why are you still the same as I saw before, not changed at all?" Ryoma calmly raised his heels quietly, ready to run away immediately if the situation was wrong.

The person in front of him felt very dangerous.

Although he is Tsunayoshi's friend, he is not necessarily a good person...

"Because," Bai Lan saw her tense reaction, smiled deeper, and said slowly, "I'm the same as you."

"what?"

"None of us are the people who should exist in this world and at this point in time." Bai Lan went on straight, raising his left hand and showing her one of the strangely shaped rings on his hand.Warm orange reflections shimmer on the face of the gemstone.

"Kids who play tennis, have you ever heard of the third power of seven?"

? ?

what with what?

"No." Ryoma said blankly, "I only know the seven chosen children."

Bai Lan laughed happily: "Really? That's okay. Maybe you are also the chosen one?"

No, no, no, I don't want to get involved with you mafia or whatever, I'd better go back and play tennis honestly.

Ryoma backed away silently, but he grabbed his wrist and clenched it tightly.Obviously the strength was not very strong, but it made her unable to move a single step.

"I'm serious." His thin silver hair fluttered in the breeze, revealing a pair of deep eyes, "I'll tell you the truth, kid, this world is very dangerous."

……what?

Ryoma reacted quickly, suppressing the emotions in his heart, and said: "If you are some kind of Qiubi in disguise, I advise you not to waste your efforts."

"Well?"

"I won't be a magical girl." She said seriously.

Bai Lan: "...Pfft."

"Isn't it?" Ryoma breathed a sigh of relief.

"No." He changed the subject, "However, if you were Xiao Gangji's friend, you wouldn't just leave like this, right? If you need your help."

"I don't really understand what you're talking about." She was silent for a while and said, "To be honest, although every minor has a dream of saving the world, it's just a dream, and I don't really want to go there. ..."

save the world.

Before she finished speaking, Bai Lan's index finger touched her lips, interrupting the following words.

"No, you can."

Ryoma dodged a little and opened his mouth: "I don't—"

"I can see that you are different from them." Bai Lan said to herself, "You were able to walk into that toy store that day, that already explained everything."

"What do you mean?" She was wary.Suddenly remembered that he was still carrying a bamboo knife in his hand, although he had a premonition that it would not be useful, he solemnly lifted it up and placed it in front of him, showing his attitude.

"You want to become stronger, right?" Bai Lan smiled.

"so what?"

"Want to be number one in the world?"

"...Even if you can't do it, it has nothing to do with you." Ryoma became more cautious, fearing that he would step into the opponent's trap, while slowly backing away.

The strange thing is that the people around passed by without turning their eyes, as if they didn't see their strange pairing, but she retreated and retreated, leaning her back against the railing of the traffic light, with no way out.

The silver-haired boy in front of him was still calm and elegant, with his right hand in his pocket and his left hand exposed, the ring was shining in the sun.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't come to harm you." Bai Lan said softly, "I just want to save someone."

"Who?"

"The one you and I both know."

Ryoma shut up, and couldn't help but say after two seconds, "She needs my help?"

"You don't understand this place." Bai Lan glanced around casually, "It looks very ordinary, right? But, in a short time, this place will become... a ruin. Have you ever seen the power of a gun? Oh, at your age Certainly not, but can you imagine?"

Ryoma was stunned: "Huh?...Wait, you mean, World War III?"

"perhaps."

She stroked her forehead and pursed her lips tightly: "Aren't you a lunatic who escaped from some mental hospital?"

"Isn't the evidence right in front of your eyes?" Bai Lan didn't care, squinted her eyes and smiled, compared to her, and then pointed to herself, "Why do you think you came ten years later?"

Speaking of this weird beginning, Ryoma couldn't help falling into memories.

How did it all happen?

It was a normal day, but after meeting Bingdi and his party, there were turmoil.But it's nothing, most people who are good tennis players have weird tempers, which is normal.

What is not normal is the sudden explosion in the room next to the restaurant, a cow child who suddenly appeared, and...

That fire-arrow-barrel? !

"That's right~" Bai Lan clapped her hands, bringing her out of her memories, "That's a pretty good invention. It sounds interesting, doesn't it, that you can exchange people with yourself ten years later for 5 minutes?"

"..."

Why can you talk about this magical product like Apple's new mobile phone without changing your face? !

and many more.

"5 minutes?" Ryoma frowned, and immediately looked at his watch, "No, it's almost an hour!"

"Well, because of some accidents." Bai Lan said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to go back until the matter is resolved."

"How is it possible?" Ryoma opened his mouth, his mind went blank, and when he regained consciousness, his first reaction was—"It's a game at the Capital Conference!"

"Shhh, don't be nervous." Bai Lan said softly, as if coaxing a child, "Didn't I come to tell you the solution?"

Ryoma finally understood: "...you really want me to save the world?"

"Believe in yourself~"

a ghost.

"You look much better, why don't you handle it yourself?"

"I can't help it." Bai Lan said, her eyes gradually darkened, her voice almost whispered, "There are two me in this world now. The original Bai Lan... I will destroy the law of the world when I meet him."

"..."

What, there is something about science in such an unscientific setting? !

"I know you can do it." Long Ma watched helplessly as he held his right hand and took out the bamboo knife. In a blink of an eye, the racket he was familiar with returned to his hand.

"What can a tennis racket do?" She couldn't complain anymore.

"Right now, maybe not yet." Bai Lan said, "However, let's make an agreement."

"what?"

"You promise me that I can send you back to the past, and then when you have that power... come and save the world."

"how?"

Whispering softly in the ear, like a devil, he took out an invisible contract.

Ryoma felt a headache.If she had a choice, she would immediately rush out to find a time machine, go back to the past, and never promise any dinner treats again.

And now, what else can I do?She is determined to go to the national competition with everyone from Qingxue.How can I be trapped in the future ten years later by this strange person...

Ryoma closed his eyes, took a long breath, opened them again, and met Bai Lan's gaze.

"I don't care." She said slowly, "Although I don't think I will have the super power you mentioned."

"However, I just need to be able to play tennis."

"That's the agreement." Bai Lan stretched out her little finger and hooked her with a smile, "By the way, kindly remind you, the companion who came with you just now seems to be not easy to deal with. If you want to realize your ideal , remember to deal with him first?"

Ryoma nodded knowingly, and took back his bamboo knife from his hand: "Don't worry, I'll go to him right away..."

No, that's not what it means!