must love tennis

A few minutes ago, I was thinking about whether to send the "injured patient" to the infirmary or something... Now it seems that there is no need for this!

Everyone stared wide-eyed, waiting for a final judgment.

"Go back and reflect." Sanada took one last look at Kirihara, turned around and walked back, with thick black air condensing between his brows.For a moment, no one else dared to meet his gaze.

Liu, who has experienced heavy wind and rain, is still calm: "It's a bit tricky."

He was referring to Ryoma.

Marui nodded in agreement: "Call the people from Qinggaku Tennis Club! Their head—"

"Tezuka, isn't he not on campus?" Yagyu reminded with a light cough.

"Oh, yes..."

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, King Ren seized the opportunity to ask, "Then, does anyone know the address of her home? Or, call her family to come and pick her up?"

Sanada's expression softened slightly.He remembered that he had obtained Ryoma's home address when he signed up for the gymnasium, and of course, he also had a landline phone contact.It is duty-bound to send home the students who were accidentally comatose.

--"give it to me."

He thought it was him who said this, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was another voice that rushed in front of him.

Sanada had already walked in front of Nioh, and of course wanted to bend Ryoma to hug him, just in time to see the surprised expression on the other side's face.

Nioh turned his head, and among the club members watching the match, a familiar figure came out and waved to him shyly.

"Hi, Nioh-sama."

"Miss Tuna..."

Was the person who chatted with him online not long ago in Kanagawa?What's the special day today, one or two students from Tokyo are running to Kanagawa?

Gang Ji scratched his cheek in distress, and said, "I don't want to do that either. I just have to 'run' over..."

An answer similar to someone's made the Jackal next to him, who had been depressed for a long time, subconsciously raise his head.Not only him, but everyone else in Lihaida was looking at this unexpected guest curiously.Judging from the names spoken by his teammates, it really doesn't look like a serious name, but rather a nickname.

"Is it your friend?" Marui poked Nio's arm with his index finger.

"Yeah." He answered very simply, and soon changed into a brisk tone, "Since it's Tsunayoshi-kun, then I can rest assured."

rest assured?

Sanada looked at Nioh, and after confirming with his eyes again and again, he was still half-believing.In his opinion, this friend of Ryoma is also a slender girl, and it would be a bit embarrassing to take someone home...

As soon as King Ni let go, Tsuna stretched his arms, and easily lifted Ryoma onto his shoulders with one hand...

Ho!

As expected of being Nioh's friend, it really is no small matter!

The teammates immediately stood in awe and gave attention gifts.Sanada still hesitated, and Tsunayoshi added seriously: "I'm sorry, I don't feel relieved to hand it over to another man."

"I, didn't..."

As if he had been peeped out of his thoughts, his ears turned red suddenly, he stopped very abruptly, turned his head and glanced at his team members by the way: "In that case, we should go back."

"As for the training after going back—" Liu came back to his senses and said thoughtfully.

"Well, it's over to you."

After finishing speaking, Sanada lifted Kirihara in one hand, and walked out of the court without looking back, ignoring his yelling.The jackal touched his nose and got up from the ground, and the others followed suit.

King Ni looked up at Liu Sheng who was not moving, and then said slowly: "By the way, you guys know each other too."

I know it, but I haven't seen it.

The guess in Liu Sheng's heart was confirmed, and he turned to Gang Ji clearly, and nodded to her: "So it's you."

"Mr. B, a super high school-level magician?" Tsunayoshi asked tentatively.

"Tuna...is the 'tuna', right?"

The two looked at each other and fell into subtle embarrassment at the same time.To be honest, chatting on the Internet is hot, and I happily call myself a decadent dead house, but in reality...

King Ren smiled slightly: "That's what you think."

"Why did it suddenly turn into a small offline gathering of netizens..." Gangji covered his face.

She had to put Ryoma on the rest chair by the court first, straightened the wrinkles on the clothes, and then stretched out her hand to Yagyu: "It's the first time we meet, my name is Sawada Tsunayoshi, and I am a student of Naesei Junior High School."

"Yagyu Bilushi, like him, is from Lihai University Affiliated High School." Yagyu pushed his glasses, glanced at his partner, "I heard King Ni said something about you."

"Eh? How is it—"

"Like, 'Kumiko Yamaguchi' or something."

"..." This person and Ryoma's taste in watching dramas subtly overlap.

That being the case, the last trace of doubt in Liu Sheng's heart was dispelled.If Ryoma and Tsuna know each other, then it is indeed the best choice to entrust them to her—it is much safer than entrusting them to a group of strange people of the opposite sex.

"Then, I'll take my leave too. I'll see you next time by chance. King Ni." Yagyu gestured.

"It's true, the deputy minister must be very disappointed today, you can't miss this excitement." King Ren replied lazily.

"Disappointed?" Gangji wondered.

"Of course, sending the girl home is a good opportunity to open a new dungeon and gain favorability." Under the warning eyes of Yagyu, Nioh still smiled, "However, maybe you wanted to bring it back to your home? "

Hey, it's time to go to the restricted screen.

Is it okay to tarnish his reputation while Sanada is away?

"I think he's more interested." Liu Sheng said lightly.

"Well, is that so? You can probably say the same thing." After thinking about it, King Ren also agreed.

After hearing that Tezuka had left, Sanada visibly showed a dissatisfied attitude, obviously feeling that the rest of the Kanto Tournament schedule was meaningless.

At this time, Kirihara suddenly lost to a 12-year-old girl, and it wasn't enough to threaten Li Haida's victory, but it was still like throwing a stone into the water, causing a circle of ripples...

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a strange coolness flashing across the back of his neck, the smile on his face stopped, and his eyes glanced sharply around.

Most of the club members who scattered in all directions had the faces of passers-by, nothing suspicious.But the feeling just now does exist...

"Gang Ji-jun, are you here alone?" He asked softly.

"Huh? No... Ah, maybe." Tsuna braked strangely and then mumbled.

Nioh didn't miss this detail, and took a deep look at her.The other party is not good at lying, and he doesn't cover up too much in front of him, a fraudster, which is really concerning.

"Really?" He said slowly, "Is it really just a coincidence that you came to Kanagawa today?"

"It's 'special training'." Tsuna corrected.

She didn't say anything clearly, but she looked a bit embarrassed. Yagyu sensed this gentlemanly, and stopped his teammates' intentions to get to the bottom of it: "Let's go, Nioh."

"Kumiko" of the Pengo Lie family looked even more distressed as they watched the two go away.

"What's the matter with this person? As an ordinary person, his observation skills are a bit too good."

Even the illusion can be detected, is it also a person with the ability of the fog attribute?

Or--

She glanced at the air behind her, and in the white mist that suddenly rose, a tall figure gradually appeared.

"Like attracts like?" Tsuna thought seriously.

"What are you thinking?" The other party raised the corners of his lips mockingly.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much, but don't you think it's strange, Mukuro," she continued, "It's fine if it's him alone, even his teammates... seem to be completely unaffected. After all Where is the problem?"

"If you were looking for me instead of Alcobaleno," Mukuro replied coldly, "maybe there would be no mistakes."

"At the beginning?" Gang Ji looked at him suspiciously, "At that time, you just came out of the water prison, and no one knew where you were. Where should I ask you to go? Besides, you said it as if I asked you and you would definitely agree." of……"

The other party's face froze slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and changed the subject quite aggressively: "Anyway, you pay too much attention to this little girl, right? Didn't you say, 'I don't want ordinary people to be involved? come in'?"

"That's how it was..."

she thought.If it wasn't for the accidental encounter in the United States, and Valia insisted on thoroughly investigating the people she came into contact with afterwards, she would not know Ryoma's future travel plans.

Although it is not very clear what the other party is planning, but in any case, it is not something that can be done casually if you want to hide your identity as a woman and participate in a men's tennis match.Therefore, Gangji asked Mamon for help.

With this level of illusion, it may not be possible to hide it from people who are too close, but it is still no problem to fool passers-by A, B, and C.It's just that I didn't expect that the people represented by King Ni would see through the truth at the first sight of meeting...

"Sure enough, it's still very special." Gang Ji was a little worried.

Liu Daoku was noncommittal.It is not uncommon for people with potential abilities hidden in the general population, the difference is only whether they have been developed and whether they can become useful combat power.

She recalled, muttering to herself: "After coming back from the world ten years later, I always feel that he also knows something. It has nothing to do with those things, so he must not inherit the memory..."

"Huh?" The illusionist raised his eyebrows, "The person just now, you met in ten years? Could it be, this child also—"

Ryoma turned over on the chair, changed direction and continued to sleep.The hard back of the chair didn't look like a comfortable pillow, but she didn't care.

"Well, I don't really want to tell you this... because, it seems unnecessary." Tsuna smiled apologetically.

Liu Dao Mu coldly snorted.After all, I haven't been to that world, I just received the battle-related memories, other than that, it's blank.

The girl who was easy to see through before also had a special secret after she grew up rapidly, which made him a little unhappy.

No, she wasn't hiding anything on purpose, just like she was in front of the tennis player just now, she simply felt that they were people from two worlds, and tried to prevent potential connections as much as possible.

"What are you upset about?" Tsunaji wondered, "Aren't you the one who hates the Mafia the most? I thought you would not want to know about those memories in the future..."

"Whatever you want." He turned around boringly and quickly disappeared.

Ryoma was woken up by Karubin, and it lay on her chest again. In the terrifying nightmare of the sky falling, she woke up with a start.

Eh?

She looked around blankly, and the familiar bedroom in front of her made her feel very strange.

When we went downstairs, dinner was about to start.

Irie Kanata greeted: "Are you awake? It seems that today's training was really hard."

Ryoma sat down at the dining table, still somewhat absent.

"I...how did I come back?"

"Don't you remember?" Tokugawa stopped his chopsticks and looked at her.

"Hmm..." She racked her brains, but to no avail.

"It was a girl named Sawada who sent you back." Irie replied, "She said that you ran dozens of kilometers and fell asleep after the race."

"is that so……"

Ryoma scratched his cheek.

"I should ask this question, right?" Irie asked with a smile on his face, "What's the matter with your knee injury? Don't tell me it's an ordinary fall injury?"

Both Tokugawa and Nanako's cousin stopped and looked over.

"..."

To be honest, it's very embarrassing.

She challenged Kirihara quite confidently, and she expected the opponent's sudden change of style of play, but she was still defeated steadily, and then...

what.

Then what happened?She doesn't remember at all.

Maybe he lost, damn it, he will definitely be laughed at by them.

Ryoma clenched his chopsticks tightly and poked a hole through the poached egg.

"It doesn't matter." It was Tokugawa who spoke this time.

I don't know if he guessed the truth, he gently added an extra fried egg to her, and said: "Just win the game next weekend."