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This is where the sudden development of shoujo manga is!

Nanjiro immediately raised his eyebrows: "Where did this pervert come from! The one who dares to covet my house—"

"Uncle, calm down." Nanako hurried forward.

A step closer, Tokugawa calmly stopped Uncle Runaway, and gave Irie a neutral look.The latter took two steps back with a smile, and spread his hands: "Just kidding, of course the reality is different from the comics, and this is illegal. Take it easy, do I look scary?"

Ryoma: "..."

Please put your clothes on before you talk, please!

The three ladies present seemed to be unable to bear Bai Huahua's body...

"That's the way he is." Tokugawa sighed helplessly, explaining to Ryoma that he wanted to save Irie Zeno's image a bit more.

Longma tilted his head: "So, you really know each other?"

"...Well." He was speechless, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "I don't know why, but I just have this vague feeling."

Over there, Irie straightened the collar of his kimono, and when he walked over, he said casually: "Maybe, this is fate?"

Ryoma turned his head, Echizen Nanjiro's old clothes looked loose on him, and the cuffs were rolled up to reveal a small section of his arm, which was well-defined and contained muscular strength, so he would not look too weak.

"Okay." Irie smiled and clapped his hands, "So, what do you think of me, sister, are you satisfied?"

"I..." Longma murmured, not knowing how to answer for a while.

He then asked, "Or, is there any additional standard to be your brother?"

Ryoma finally nodded: "Play a game of tennis with me."

"Want to beat you in tennis?" Irie said briskly.

Hearing his tone, he was quite confident.Ryoma thought to himself.

After all, he is a high school student, so it's normal to have such confidence.

She was ready to deal with the second Tokugawa Kazuya, but she didn't expect...

thump.

The tennis ball landed lightly on the ground and rolled towards the corner where there was no one, without any hindrance.

"You actually fought back..." Irie's surprised voice came from across the court.He straightened up, put down the tennis racket, and looked over thoughtfully, with far-reaching eyes, "It really is very powerful, Ryoma."

call--

Ryoma let out a long sigh of relief, closed his eyes, let the sweat on his forehead fall along the eyelashes, wiped off the sweat, and opened his eyes: "It's not enough."

Feeling the fighting spirit bursting out from her body, Irie smiled and said, "Although I really want to continue fighting with you and see how far you can grow...but let's stop here today."

It was getting late, and Tokugawa, who was a referee on the sidelines, looked at his watch and reminded: "You should go to the club."

"Then wait until I come back to continue."

"Accompany you at any time." Irijiang said softly.

Ryoma didn't want to finish, he left the tennis court step by step, and went to pack his schoolbag.Watching her disappear behind the porch, Irie's smile deepened: "Young people nowadays are really interesting."

"Senior..." Tokugawa has been very concerned about his performance from the very beginning, and now, finally, there is no need to hide it, and asked directly, "Did you just let the water go on purpose?"

"Release the water? No, it's called hiding strength." Irie answered cleverly, met Tokugawa's disapproving gaze, pushed his glasses, and his tone changed meaningfully, "Kazuya, you don't understand."

"……what?"

"This is how my brother should behave." Irie said cogently, "It's not a matter of respect or disrespect on the court. Our strengths are very clear to each other, so the outcome of the game is the least important. And I'm doing this...for her future. Can you understand?"

Tokugawa was silent for a while.

It sounds reasonable...but it doesn't seem like you can hide the essence of your deceit, right? !

What a wicked brother.

When he was in school, Ryoma seldom thought about the gastronomy brother.

At this time, she was sitting at the dining table concentrating and dignifiedly, staring at her bento box in a daze.Kikumaru has been coveting her lunch for a while, but with Dashi sitting next to him, he dare not do anything for the time being.

"Small one." Kikumaru said, tapping the chopsticks on the inside of the bento box, as if to remind Ryoma to regain his senses.

She blinked and raised her head suddenly: "What?"

"Hurry up, the food is going to be cold." Ju Wan paused, and couldn't help adding, "If you don't have an appetite, I can help you!"

"Eiji." Dashi gave him a majestic look, and said righteously, "Don't always grab food with the younger generation, please, can you have some dignity as a senior?"

Kikumaru pouted, disapproving: what does this have to do with dignity!Besides, is food as important as anything?

On the contrary, Ryoma felt a sudden sense of crisis when he was reminded like this. He picked up the fried shrimp and quickly stuffed it into his mouth. After swallowing, he said, "By the way, when the club practiced, I felt that someone was watching me."

"Is it the spies who came to inquire about information before?" Kikumaru rubbed his cheeks, "Why haven't they given up yet? It stands to reason that there are only four schools left in the Metropolitan Assembly... Could it be the future opponents of the Kanto Competition? "

"I don't know." She shook her head.

Dashi thought more carefully, nodded and said: "I will pay more attention in the afternoon. Echizen, you should also be careful."

"Eh?"

"Although it's unlikely, just in case... none of us knows what kind of opponent we will meet. As an important player of Qingxue, you can't have any accidents." Deputy Minister Dashi explained seriously.

"Hmph," Kikumaru immediately sat up straight, raised his chin, and looked aggressive, "If anyone dares to touch someone from our Qingxue, see if I don't shoot him to death!"

"Okay, Eiji, accompany me to get the materials from the Academic Affairs Office."

"okay!"

Dashi stood up with the plate in his hand, and nodded to Ryoma: "Then, let's go first."

She absent-mindedly finished eating the bento, packed up her things, and was about to find a place for a lunch break, when she saw Kaitang drifting past.

That's right, it's not an exaggeration to use "floating" to describe it.

With a distraught appearance, it is too different from the cold boy image in the past.On the spur of the moment, Longma stopped him: "Senior Haitang."

Haitang suddenly stopped walking forward with his head buried in his head, and when he turned around to see her, his expression seemed a little uncomfortable.

Ryoma walked to the tennis club with him one after the other.After a while, Haitang said slowly, "I just—"

It's rare that he would take the initiative to open the topic.

"I saw a cat." Haitang hesitated for a moment, as if he was trying to figure out how to describe its appearance, "It's furry, with a brown patch on its face—"

"Aren't all cats furry?" Ryoma interrupted.

Haitang was immersed in his own thoughts, and continued to say: "I asked Senior Fuji before, and he said that cats of this breed are rarely non-domestic."

"Eh……"

"However, I have seen it in school several times." Haitang hesitated to speak, and his pace slowed down.

Ryoma was puzzled, but he frowned and said worriedly, "The weather forecast said that there will be heavy rain in the near future, I don't know it..."

Shock!

Senior Viper still has such a heart-warming side? !

"I heard that you have a cat at home." Haitang looked over, thoughtful.

"Ah."

"Can you catch cats?" he asked sincerely.

"……what?"

After some difficult exchanges, Ryoma finally understood Kaitang's needs.

It turned out that he was afraid that the stray cat would get sick in the rain outside, but every time he tried to get close, the cat would run away so fast that he couldn't even touch a hair, let alone find a way to take it away.

"That being said," Long Ma thought with his chin resting. Cat lovers would certainly not come to help, but...she pointed out a problem, "There is a big difference between stray cats and domestic cats. I'm not sure."

"Try and talk." Haitang said, and then said, "Come with me."

so mysterious?

Long Ma followed him to the studio, saw him dig out a large cardboard box from his locker, and immediately understood: "Wow, I have prepared for it a long time ago."

Haitang let out a snort from his nose, as if to say, of course.Then he took out one by one from inside: a cat teaser, a wooden pole with a net bag, something that looks like a hunting net...

"This seems a bit exaggerated." Ryoma muttered.

"Let's go." Haitang dropped a sentence, picked up the cardboard box and left. Ryoma was thrown over by him with a cat teaser. After looking at it, it was similar in shape to the one at home, but there were some differences: the color was brighter, and the one on the top The tuft of fur looked like a colorful bird.

"Should be interested?" Kaitang asked seriously.

"Hmm..." Ryoma said, "Probably."

The two walked out of the tennis club swaggeringly, and walked towards the place where Kaitang met the stray cat earlier.

It was lunch break time, there were no students on the school road, and a tall man could be seen walking towards here from a distance.Not wearing the uniform of Qingxue, it should be a student from another school.

Neither of them are the enthusiastic and outgoing type, and they passed by that person originally.Inadvertently, he cast a glance from the corner of the eye, which immediately slowed down his pace.

As soon as Kaitang walked over, he was keenly aware of something, turned his head, and found that the silver-haired boy was staring at Ryoma with great interest—but his eyes and expression were extremely fierce, and there was no sign of friendliness.

Even Ryoma couldn't just walk over as if nothing happened, so she raised the brim of her hat and took the initiative: "What's the matter?"

The man didn't answer right away, and looked at the cat teaser in her hand with a combination of critical and indifferent eyes, and then looked at the pile of toys that Haitang was holding.

After a while, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a strange and uncomfortable smile: "Are you really from the tennis club?"

Haitang's face also turned cold.

"Exactly, what's your business?"

"Nothing." The other party replied unceremoniously, as if he had no interest in Haitang at all, and didn't even give him the slightest attention.He raised his chin and looked down at Ryoma, "You are what I am looking for."

provocative?find fault?Afternoon?

At that moment, several thoughts ran through their minds.Haitang, who was not so good-tempered, had already smelled the smell of gunpowder from his words, and subconsciously took a step forward, blocking Ryoma behind.

"Where did you come from, an unknown person?" Haitang sneered.

The man raised his eyebrows.The tall and strong body seems to give him full confidence to cause trouble, and he can behave more fiercely in front of the vicious Kaitang. This is the first time Ryoma has seen it...

"What does it have to do with you?" He clicked impatiently, his hands still in his pockets, lazily and slowly.

"It's impolite not to look at people and talk." Haitang showed rare patience at this moment.

The other party snorted, and the next second, the voice suddenly turned cold: "Who do you think you are? Don't order me!"

"What did you say!" Haitang also turned up the volume.

He strode up, stretching out his hand to lift Haitang's collar.

It's on the verge!

Seeing the unavoidable fierce battle between youthful rebellious teenagers, Ryoma heard an unacceptable sound from behind—"Meow~"

Click.

It was as if all the gunpowder smell had been packed into a light air bubble and burst with a snap.

The two boys subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, and saw the bushes on the side of the road trembling, trembling... a ball of snow-white fluffy long hair came out from among the leaves.

This is an elegant Himalayan cat. When it raised its head, it showed big pure and round eyes, looking at them, and its soft tail trembled and swung behind it.

"Meow!"

At the moment when the boy from the other school was distracted and dazed, Ryoma heard Kaitang yell, "That's it, Echizen, go!"

The boy in the turban stuffed the cardboard box that fascinated all the cats under his arm, and quickly pulled out the bamboo pole wrapped in a net bag with his other hand, and rushed up aggressively.

Last fart, that's Karubin who ran out of her house!