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After getting into the car, he found a seat in the back row and sat down. Ryoma couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head slightly and leaned back on the back of the seat to let his body relax.

She herself has little knowledge of physiological common sense, but there is an older sister in the family who stuffed a bottle of painkillers in her bag as a precaution.However, each person's physique is different. Ryoma didn't experience physical pain, but felt that his hands and feet were a little weak, and he couldn't use his strength. He could only sit quietly and experience the unavoidable blood loss debuff.

The warm water bag that Yukimura gave her might be more useful, but unfortunately, she thought it was in the way, so she didn't know where to throw it in the house.

Sitting bored and unable to fall asleep, Ryoma took out his phone and clicked on the school forum.

The forum on the weekend was very lively, with all kinds of gossip and gossip flying all over the sky.She glanced casually, and saw many familiar names.

For example, the Yagami Minister of the Kendo Department, the team he led lost to Li Haida in the knockout round-maybe it was not a very unexpected result, but he was not discouraged. Qingxue defeated Lihaida fiercely in the Kanto Competition, which attracted countless solidarity and support.

Some people said, it's a pity that Minister Tezuka was injured, and he was about to leave school for treatment of his hand injury. Without Tezuka, the future of the tennis club is in jeopardy!

Someone replied, you don’t understand this, the minister of Lihai University is also sick and hospitalized, I heard that it is very serious, and he needs an operation.This is clearly an equal opponent to Qingxue!

"No wonder he has been absent. It turns out that he is sick."

"But..." Someone weakly pointed out, "Even if Lihai University's ministers are not here, they are still very good. The current record is a complete victory!"

So there was a lot of discussion and analysis, making various assessments of the strength of the two sides, and finally had to admit that it seemed that Li Haida was "a little bit"...

Ryoma looked amazed.Their information gathering ability is probably not weaker than that of the seniors, and they even found out about other ministers who were seriously ill and hospitalized.

There really are no secrets between people.

However, since he was an opponent who couldn't play, Ryoma was not very interested even if he sounded very powerful, so he cut out and continued to wander around.

I don't know which good-natured person passed by the bowling alley, secretly took a few photos, and posted a very eye-catching post: the daily life of the tennis club!Want to know how to improve your tennis skills quickly?

She clicked in for a moment, it wasn't the fierce competition scene she imagined, but...

The seniors who were full of energy when they bid farewell a few minutes ago were exhausted and fell to the ground at this moment.Including Kaidou who is famous for his amazing endurance, Fudu who has always been more elegant than an idol and has the burden of an idol, and Yuta who was inexplicably involved... Only one senior Kawamura without a racket was left trembling behind the chair, Like the witness survivors left in horror movies or homicides, their complexions are quite bad, probably leaving an indelible psychological shadow.

What kind of inhumane training did this experience?

Afterwards, Ryoma keenly noticed that there was a broken glass and a puddle of suspiciously strange red liquid in a hidden corner next to it.

——The case was solved, it was a dry pot.

It seems that after a shameful return to the main election seat, this senior still has not given up the idea of ​​using his vegetable juice to take revenge on the society, and is still developing new products day by day...

What kind of invention does it take to bring down Fuji-senpai? !

Ryoma swallowed quietly, quietly, the hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

Fortunately, she withdrew early, this menstrual period came too timely.

Tezuka sensed that something was wrong with her expression, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw the magnified picture in the post, the lens flashed, thoughtfully.

"Fuer seems to be afraid of sour things," he said.

Huh?

Ryoma raised his head and was extremely surprised. Does this person have food that he doesn't like?Judging by the way he regards mustard as his life, everyone thinks that his sense of taste is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, it is a truth that will never change in the world.

"How did the minister know?" she asked.

"It was just a guess at first." Tezuka said with a calm face, and said a detail - "He has never touched the sour plum juice that is served in the school's summer cafeteria to escape the summer heat."

……

Arrive at the station, get off.

Ryoma was still immersed in his thoughts and couldn't extricate himself.It is said that there are several monsters in the Qingxue Tennis Club. It turns out that they are not only scary on the tennis court, but are reflected in all aspects.No wonder, when mentioning the minister, even Fuji will show a secretive expression...

Suddenly she had some doubts. When Tezuka went to Kyushu, would Oishi, as the acting minister, be able to control these people?

click.There was a slight knocking of the door downstairs.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Irie Kanata came in with a teapot. Seeing Ryoma lying on the bed with Carubin in his arms, he smiled and asked, "Do you want a hot water bottle?"

Karubin's tail curled up lazily, and occasionally swung a few times, sticking against her arm, it was already a large warm water bag.

So Rujiang didn't say much, put the water on the desk, and said: "When I came back, I met your minister outside."

"Well?"

Ryoma was taken aback, she had been home for a while, but Irie said that he met him outside the door... She turned over and sat up, rolled up the quilt, raised her head and asked, "You guys haven't played, have you?"

"Huh?" Irie tilted his head and smiled.

"He hurt his arm, badly," she explained gravely.

"Oh, I see." Irie nodded and said briskly, "Don't worry, I just chatted with him for a while. He's a good boy."

Ryoma: "..."

The description of "children" is really shocking.

However, no matter how mature Tezuka is, he is only 14 years old. In the eyes of their high school students, maybe junior high school students are no different from elementary school bear children, right?

Seeing Ryoma's alert eyes, Irie Kanata smiled calmly.

"He really doesn't look like an ordinary junior high school student." He answered this sentence as if he had seen through her thoughts, and then dispelled her worries, "Because you are in the tennis club. As an older brother, of course I have to care about you." Just a moment, isn't it?"

Ryoma still looked at him suspiciously: "If I'm not wrong, when the Minister and Senior Fuji sent me home last time, didn't you guys have a court in the backyard..."

"Cough, it's just a warm-up." He waved his hand, "I know it well."

OK.So, she put this aside for the time being, and asked out of curiosity: "What did you say?"

"Of course it's your development, Ryoma." Irikawa changed the subject and said earnestly, "Isn't your minister leaving Qingxue in your hands?"

Ryoma was dumbfounded, and after a while he said, "The acting head is Senior Oishi."

"No, that's different." He said calmly, "What I'm talking about is that as the trump card of Qingxue, you should shoulder the responsibility."

It stands to reason that Ryoma should be happy to be valued so much suddenly.

Of course, she herself is not afraid of any pressure, but every time someone thinks that she is still a child at this age, if she can't bear it, it will ruin her future, or she just thinks that she can't bear the responsibility.

She waited for the other party's next words.

"The battle with Ice Emperor is just the beginning." Irie said, "Your real opponent is still waiting. You know it too, don't you?"

"Hmm..." Ryoma nodded slowly.

"If you maintain the current state, it is impossible to defeat Li Haida." He added, his expression became a little more serious.

She also realized this, and continued to nod.

"So, what do you think about the game after this?" Irie asked back.

Any ideas?

Long Ma was stunned for a while, thought and thought, and replied, "Continue...to work hard?"

It's still the same old saying.But Irie seemed very satisfied, and nodded: "It seems that you know it too, so I can rest assured. Take a good rest these two days, and wait for your health to recover."

After speaking, he helped her cover the quilt and left in a hurry.

The teapot left behind was still on the table, emitting heat.Ryoma struggled for a while, but slowly climbed out of bed and poured himself a cup of hot water.

Pop, the door opened again.

Putting his head into the river, he still smiled: "By the way, He is also making red bean rice for you, remember to come down and eat later."

"Red, red bean rice?"

"It's a custom." He rested his chin.

"..."

It would be better if there was no such custom.

Ryoma accepted the kindness of his brothers with difficulty, sat down on the sofa in a daze after eating and drinking.At this time, the doorbell in the front yard was heard again, and Tokugawa said that someone was looking for her.

This time it's Oishi-senpai.

Some things were beyond her expectation.Ryoma quickly tidied up his clothes, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, Oishi also came in, thanked Tokugawa politely, and then turned to her.

"Is your body okay?" He looked around with concern.

"Well... much better."

"That's good." He breathed a sigh of relief, but with some hesitation, he proposed, "Shall we go outside for a walk? I wanted to talk to you after yesterday's game, but I never found the opportunity."

The backyard is huge, and there is no one in the temple right now, so it is suitable for talking about things.

—if it was what she imagined.

At first, Ryoma thought that Dashi went to the world ten years later and discovered some secrets. Seeing his worried and complicated expression after he came back, and seeing her hesitate to speak a few times, she also felt flustered.

But if you know that she is a girl, you can probably guess what is going on with her so-called "diarrhea", right?

His expression now doesn't seem like he guessed it...

What else could it be?

Dashi slowed down, looked at the bell hidden behind the bushes not far away, and sighed slightly.

His face was still a little pale, probably because he was seriously injured by the vegetable juice, so Ryoma couldn't help asking worriedly: "Senior, are you alright?"

"No, no." Dashi was taken aback, and laughed dryly, "It's all Agan's fault, what kind of green vinegar came out, it scared us all..."

Sure enough.

Ryoma looked at him sympathetically.Dashi coughed, and decided to get straight to the point: "Then, Echizen, I'll just say—"

"I think there might be something wrong with our world."

Ryoma: "...huh?"