must love tennis

At dinner time, Ryoma was woken up, got up in a daze, and saw that he had returned home and was lying on the bed at some point.According to Tokugawa, two seniors in the club sent her back.

"The game was hard?" he asked.

"Not at all, I just accidentally fell asleep on the road." Ryoma yawned.

Her habit of sleeping in can't be changed, and Tokugawa understands it very well, so he didn't ask any more questions, and mentioned again: "By the way, your senior asked you to go out to play tennis tomorrow."

Ryoma walked behind him, and his steps down the stairs suddenly slowed down: "Huh?...Minister?"

"No, it's the one called Bu Er."

"What did he mean by playing tennis?" Ryoma asked suspiciously, "Isn't it something else?"

"Ah."

She let out an oh, indicating that she knew.

This Sunday the tennis club will be on holiday and there will be no training, probably to give them enough time to rest and adjust before the finals of the Metropolitan Conference.However, after all, they are a group of energetic young people, and it may be a kind of trouble for them not to touch the racket.

Ryoma put his bag on his back, tied his shoelaces and was ready to go out.

"Don't play too late." An exhortation from Tokugawa came from behind.

"……it is good."

When we arrived at the agreed park entrance, Buer had already arrived.He was adjusting the grip tape on his racket, and he didn't notice her presence until Ryoma walked up to him.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Senior Fuji."

He smiled: "Morning, Echizen. I thought you were late for bed again."

"I didn't."

"Then you yesterday morning—" In the middle of the sentence, Buer received her stare, swallowed the second half of the sentence graciously, and explained briefly, "Before the finals of the conference, I think you will be safe." I can’t come down, so I made a decision on my own, don’t you have any objections? I asked Yuta to come over, and the two girls you know, they seem to need some technical guidance.”

Sakura and Tomoka?That's right, they are all from the tennis club, and they seem to be practicing very hard recently.

"Oh, it doesn't matter to me." Ryoma shrugged, since she was playing tennis anyway, where and with whom, she didn't really mind.

If I have to say it, it might be awkward to be alone with Fuji, but if Yuta is around...

Good thing!

"Didn't they say to practice closed?"

"Well, that's why I finally persuaded him to come out." Fuji replied.

As soon as he entered the tennis court, Tomoka waved and greeted enthusiastically, which was in stark contrast to Fuji Yuta at the side.The latter seemed to put his hands on his chest reluctantly, and muttered, "Why do you have to come to this kind of place? It's so remote, there's no one..."

"Isn't this great?" Ryoma looked around, feeling very satisfied.

"Well, be quiet." Fuji agreed.

"Because there are few people, that's why we can vacate such a large space." Pengxiang said, raising his head to look at the woods behind the slope, as if thinking of something, his eyes flickered, "Speaking of which, this place seems to be—"

Her voice suddenly became mysterious and lowered.

"Have you ever heard of it?"

"Huh?" Sakura blinked, then looked at Ryoma again.

"I don't know." Of course she answered very simply and asked directly, "Is it haunted?"

Yuta frowned: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"As expected of a Ryoma!" Pengxiang was excited, but soon became serious again, "I heard that this place is very evil, and the players who practice on this court will often send tennis balls flying. If you go into the woods to find a ball If so...then never came out again!"

"..." Ah, what a boring old-fashioned legend.

Feeling bored, Ryoma turned his head, but saw Yuta who was silent but whose hair was about to burst into flames, and Sakurano who was hugging her arms and tightly pursing her lips, and asked in a trembling voice: "Really, really?"

Do you really believe it? !

"Hey……"

She just wanted to say that this kind of rumor was made up to scare children.Unexpectedly, Bu Er also had a thoughtful expression, put his fingers on his chin, and said in a deep voice: "No wonder, when I found this place on the recommendation platform, although the environmental conditions were good, there was no one there." Asking about... so there is still this factor.”

"That's right." Peng Xiang nodded while resting her chin.

Weird stories have always been extremely popular and awe-inspiring among middle school students who are full of curiosity.This may be the nature of human beings to die.

Although Ryoma said that he didn't believe it, but in his heart, he might also be looking forward to what would happen—isn't that what the movie said?A strange story that has been circulating, everyone expresses disbelief, or believes it deeply.With the development of the plot, those who don't believe in evil began to run into ghosts one after another, and it was the turn of the cowards who believed in it to stand up resolutely, save the world, ah no, start to decrypt.

Yuta gritted her teeth and broke the silence: "Don't, don't lie! Don't you want to practice the ball, let's start quickly."

He urged impatiently, and kept moving in place, as if to cover up the restlessness and anxiety in his heart.

Of course, Buer, who was familiar with his younger brother, saw through this point, and just smiled without directly pointing it out.

"Well, it's just a rumor anyway, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." He meant something, "In short, just in case, just don't go in, right?"

"Yeah." Sakura nodded nervously.

Compared with the seemingly good-tempered brother Fuji, the younger brother is like a hedgehog covered in thorns.But that's also "appearance", when they actually get along, the girls think that he is very nice.

For a novice tennis player like Sakura, he also seemed to be very patient when pointing at the side, although there was always a bit of awkwardness in his attitude.

In other words, it's just because he's not very good at dealing with girls.

"He is more likely to be shy." Fuji added.

Of course, these few words were whispered to Ryoma while Yuta was focusing on the other side.

"..."

Ryoma looked at Yuta, then looked up at Fuji, and nodded seriously: "Yes, on this point, he should learn from Senior Fuji."

Fuji didn't seem to understand the sarcastic compliment, and his smile continued: "No, I'm not good at it either. Did Echizen forget it? When I bought a gift last time..."

what.

Ryoma remembered.

Of course she will never forget that she was dragged into the girlish gift shop by Buer, and after being watched and scrutinized by countless female creatures, and even ruthlessly fiddled with by the cosmetics shopping guide, she really had to. deep impression.

"No wonder, aren't you very proficient?" Ryoma complained mercilessly.

"Why? It's obviously very troublesome."

"Liar."

The two argued childishly like elementary school students, until an exclamation drew their attention back.

Sakura covered her mouth, looked at the racket in her hand with some annoyance, and looked at Yuta eagerly.

"Sorry, I pushed too hard."

"Indeed." Yuta couldn't help but said, "Your arm is too stiff. Don't be nervous when playing tennis. Relax a little bit so that you can hit the ball with strength—such as the ball just now. It flew because you didn't hold the racket tightly. , the angle is off..."

He gestured and explained, and Sakura nodded: "I'm going to pick up the ball."

After finishing speaking, she raised her foot and was about to go out, but froze again in the next second, staring at the forest on the slope with a very strange expression.

Really what to say.

Isn't this the general trend of ghost stories?

Sakura took a step slowly, shaking slightly, which was enough to show the strong shaking in her heart.Peng Xiang also took a deep breath, and blurted out: "Why don't we forget it? It's just a ball anyway, didn't we have a spare ball?"

"Tsk." Yu Tai curled her lips, a little unbearable, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go pick up the ball, okay? You guys wait here!"

"Is it okay, Yuta?" Fuji raised his voice towards his back.

Ryoma also looked over, and saw Yuta waving his hands without looking back, rolled up his sleeves and walked aggressively up the steps: "What are you afraid of, this kind of thing can't scare me..."

After climbing the steps, his figure quickly disappeared behind the ramp, and the stadium returned to silence.

Tomoka took out a spare tennis ball from her bag, tugged Sakurano's sleeve, and suggested, "Let's take a break first? Let Fuji-senpai play with Ryoma."

She said, looked at Ryoma, and winked her eyes.

Ryoma understood, turned his head to look at Fuji again, and said slowly: "So, it seems that we have never fought before, Senior Fuji."

"There is really no such opportunity in the school competition." With great interest, Fuji also picked up the racket on the bench, held it in the palm of his hand, and gave her an intriguing smile, "Then, let's try it." .”

Exactly what I want.

Ryoma walked towards the court, adjusted the brim of his hat, and said, "Actually, that's the idea of ​​senior asking me out today, isn't it?"

"Echizen will agree, don't you also hope so?" Fuji replied very cleverly.

"That's tricky," she couldn't help whispering, "that way, no one else is there."

"Ok?"

"Whoever loses wins, if you don't say it, no one will know about it?" Ryoma said slowly, "As a senior, even if you lose the game, you won't be ashamed."

"Really?" Buer still calmly twiddled the network cable with his fingertips, with an inscrutable expression on his face, "Who will win and who will win... It's really unknown. If you want to win me now, don't you feel overconfident? ?”

"Are you serious?" Ryoma asked, and slowly clenched the racket.

Her eyes were fixed on the opponent's movements, and she keenly sensed some subtle changes in the aura of this senior, and she immediately cheered up 12 points.

If I have to say it, maybe Buer is usually too "calm" at any time, and he can do a job with ease in official games.It's not because he underestimates the opponent, but because there is really no one who can really be called an "opponent" - in Buer's eyes.

The only exception was the match against Guanyue yesterday.Because of Yuta's affairs, Fuji was offended.When he got serious, he defeated his opponent mercilessly...it could be called cruel.

But it is a pity that Guanyue's strength is still much worse than that of Fuji, and it is even more impossible to force his true strength.

Ryoma is not very sorry, she has a hunch that she will soon be able to witness it with her own eyes.

……

Pop, pop, pop.

The regular sound of hitting the ball on the court came and went, and the two girls in the auditorium watched intently, and breathed a sigh of relief from time to time-can you catch it?Got it!Still going on!

"It's so anxious." Pengxiang exclaimed, her eyes full of envy, "Ryoma can actually fight to this level with the genius of the same senior... It can't be, can it win?"

"I don't know." Sakura looked a little nervous, clenched her hands secretly, swallowed, and said firmly, "But I hope he wins."

"Yeah, although it's a bit exaggerated... But I think so too." Peng Xiang said, nodding.

As freshmen, there are always some natural biases.What's more, he is not only powerful, but also good-looking?

However, if Fuji loses...it seems hard to accept it?

Thinking of this, Peng Xiang felt a little tangled, and added in a low voice: "In short, no matter who wins or loses, I won't say anything about it!"

As soon as the words fell, she looked up and saw the dragon horse jumping up and swinging the racket vigorously.

Snapped!

"No, I will be caught by the brown bear and fight back!" Ying Nao couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.

By this time, they have all noticed that once the usual spring breeze becomes serious, in a sense, it is much more terrifying than Haitang, Gan and others.Exquisite skills, pressing every step of the way, even Ryoma's smash is completely ineffective against him.

But she did not give up, still looking for ways to fight back and crack.

The bright light from those amber eyes became more excited and focused as the game intensified.Seeing it in her eyes, Ying Nao also felt that her heart was getting hotter: With this spirit of continuous pursuit of progress and self-transcendence, how could she lose?

Looking at Ryoma like this, I feel that she is omnipotent.

It must be possible—she thought so.Ryoma should also think so at this time, right?

There was another snap.

Under their watchful eyes, the small yellow ball quickly landed on Budu's racket, shook violently, and then bounced violently.

But this trajectory is somewhat different from before.

I felt it the moment I caught the ball.The bouncing tennis ball did not return to the opposite court as he wished, but flew straight out and fell into the woods far away.

……what.

Fuji stood up straight, slightly relaxed the hand holding the racket, and then clenched it tightly again.Then, he sighed softly: "It's really you."

He looked at the opposite side, and the smile on the corner of Ryoma's lips was not concealed at all, and it was even more dazzling in the sun.

"Cracked..." Peng Xiang murmured in a low voice, but held back from jumping up and exclaiming.

Didn't expect it to be possible.This has surpassed the strength of ordinary middle school students, right?She thought excitedly and couldn't help but look at Fuji.

One of the tricks was cracked head-on by the younger generation, but Fuji didn't seem too unhappy, he stood there calmly, just looking at his wrist thoughtfully.

The fight between masters is always filled with a mysterious atmosphere that others cannot understand.

The field fell into silence again.Until Sakura couldn't hold back anymore, she stood up abruptly: "Oops!"

Ok?

Long Ma was about to walk towards the tee point, and said casually, "What's wrong? But the ball just flew away..."

Just go get it back.

Um? ?

Wait a minute, this scene seems a little familiar.Although there are some small accidents during normal practice, but today...

"Yuta?"

They thought of it at the same time.

Buer opened his eyes suddenly, his face changed slightly.

Pengxiang, who looked out of the situation, finally came back to his senses and covered his mouth: "Brother Fuji hasn't come back yet! Could it be, could it be! Is the strange talk true?!"

The ball that fell into the woods does not know where it will roll, and it is indeed not easy to find.That's why Yuta offered to help Sakura pick up the ball, after all, it's this kind of hard work.

At first, when he didn't come back for a while, everyone didn't take it seriously, and then all the attention was focused on the confrontation between Ryoma and Fuji, and before he knew it, an hour had passed.

It's been at least an hour.

Sakura raised her hand to look at her watch, and after confirming the time, her expression became more disturbed, and she murmured: "No way..."

"Calm down." Ryoma said calmly, "Maybe I was just walking and accidentally got lost."

Buer glanced at her, understood her kindness, but couldn't help but smile wryly: "Yuta is a little confused sometimes, but it's not that... right?"

"It's still possible," she said.

Beside, Sakura nodded silently, expressing deep understanding.

"Sorry, it's all because of me—" she said apologetically.

Pengxiang interrupted quickly: "Don't say that. Let's go find him together!"

Even so, her face turned pale.Seeing it, Ryoma sighed, "Let me go."

"I'm with you." Fuji said immediately.

"No." She said, "Senior, stay with them, I'm fine by myself."

"Is it okay?" Pengxiang opened his eyes wide.

Ryoma nodded, pulled the ball bag on the sidelines, and pulled out a bamboo knife.Of course, she didn't insist on showing off. If she dared to say that, she must have some confidence in her heart.

The meaning is obvious: don't be afraid, I can fight!

"..." There was a flash of surprise in Bu Er's eyes, then he understood and nodded, "In this case, I will leave it to you. If you don't find Yuta, come back as soon as possible before you encounter danger, don't force yourself .”

He added the following words worriedly, Ryoma nodded, put on his bag, and walked towards the steps on the slope.

"What the hell is this place..." Yuta pushed aside a branch and sighed sadly.

After finally finding the tennis ball, he got lost!Is this forest that big?Why have you not gone out after walking for a long time?

Even if the direction is wrong—although he is reluctant to admit it—then it should be out of the scope of the park, right?

The woods were quiet, with occasional birds chirping overhead, and apart from that, there were some fragmented cicadas chirping.

It's almost summer, Yuta thought, and as he walked, the faces of the seniors appeared in his mind.The evenings of the dormitory students are always very lively. Everyone chats about gossip, tennis, and... all kinds of strange stories.

The silence around him made his heart shake gradually: Could this be the ghost hitting the wall that the senior said? !

No, not possible!

This unscientific.He murmured, quickened his pace, and went straight to the end of the path in front of him.Then, after turning a corner, a black figure appeared in front of him without any warning behind the tree trunk——

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

The scream pierced the sky, startling Kazuki's Asuka.

There is movement!

Ryoma stared with bated breath, slowed down carefully, and listened attentively.

Then, with a click, it turned out that a branch was broken under her feet.Looking down, Ryoma didn't find anything. He stepped over and was about to continue walking, when he heard the crisp sound of branches breaking a few trees away.

"Ouch."

At the same time, someone called out, which was very clear in this empty environment.

Ryoma silently clenched his racket and stared in that direction.

The man swayed a bit, and strode out from under the shadow of the tree. His nearly two-meter-high body almost completely covered the sunlight shining on his head, and the dark red hair ends were quite eye-catching under the edge of the light.

Ryoma raised his head, his eyes widened slightly.

"Uh, hello." The tall boy scratched his hair and asked her, "I seem to be lost, do you know how to get out from here?"

Then, the two saw each other's face clearly at the same time, and they both let out a "huh" at the same time.