must love tennis

"...I had such a nightmare." Yukimura put his hand on his heart and said with lingering fear.

The person in front of him was dripping with sweat.

Marui Fumta stammered, as if suffering from Ling Chi's torment, and said with white lips: "That, team, captain, we..."

Lost.

lost! !

Well, it's over.A group of people closed their eyes in desperation, and lowered their heads in front of the sitting minister who was a head shorter than them.

Yukimura said, "Actually, I know."

So it's actually a foreshadowing dream, he added.Because of this feeling, will you dream of these?Alas, winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs, so there is no need to be like this.

His tone was extremely relaxed—maybe it was because he was recovering from a serious illness at the same time, and his mental state was very different.If only before... no, if "something like that" didn't happen, it would make everyone very happy.

But now, looking at Yukimura Seiichi's gentle, gentle smile...

The team members shivered for a while, and the cold sweat broke out even more.

"Okay, okay, don't be so nervous." Yukimura said with relief, judging from his face, he seemed to be in a good mood, "Now is not the time to talk about this. Today——should not be here to celebrate my successful operation ?"

Having said all this, everyone's stiff faces gradually relaxed, only Sanada's expression remained motionless and extremely serious.

While other people were not paying attention, Yukimura secretly hooked his fingers with him, and the curvature of the corners of his lips changed slightly: "When you go back later, the loser stays first."

Sanada: "..."

I knew it!

He nodded heavily and agreed.

"little guy!"

Among the noise of oh oh oh, there was a voice that was particularly loud.

It seemed that a manul or some other big cat had jumped in front of him, with its fluffy head and warm breath.Ryoma was exhausted and had no room to resist. Instead, he fell into Kikumaru's open arms, and his head fell safely on his thin shoulders.

Kikumaru reacted very quickly, retracted his arm to support her waist and picked her up. He lowered his head to look, only to see that the whole face was blocked by the hanging hair.He also made a slightly bitter face: "Oh, it's all sweat——"

His tone turned a few times in a roundabout way, which sounded like he was complaining, but the smile he quickly raised was his real mood: "Thank you for your hard work, get a good night's sleep!"

Ryoma closed her eyes, listening to the chaotic voices beside her ears, the boy's powerful arms were becoming her best support.She wasn't sleepy, she was just tired.

I was overtired and broke through a certain limit, but my brain was very clear.Once the limbs that have been stretched for a long time relax, they become lazy, and the whole body is limp and unable to move.She allowed her senior to move her half-hugged and half-hugged to the lounge chair on the sidelines, parted her wet bangs, and narrowed her eyes slightly to look at the afternoon sun.

It was midsummer, the heat was steaming, and dehydration after strenuous exercise made her vision blurred, but her hearing was still quite sharp and she could capture everything around her.Coach Ryuzaki was telling Kikumaru to let him loose his hand to give her some fresh air, and Oishi also persuaded everyone to let go of the urge to play parabolic games.

Taocheng, who was the most enthusiastic about this matter, was the first to respond. He was good at friendship, and recently he has done a lot of training with Ryoma. He has seen each other's strength, but it is still not as good as it is now. With just one look, you can tell what she needs most right now.

He greeted his seniors and left. When he passed by Haitang, he raised his leg to block him, and turned his head with grinning teeth: "What are you doing? Haven't you beaten enough yet?"

Knowing that he was going to buy water, Haitang put his hands in his trouser pockets, but gave him a cold look, stood up and took the lead.Taocheng curled his lips and quickened his pace to follow.

After the initial cheers, the cheerleaders gradually quieted down.

Mr. Ryuzaki drove away a few seniors who cared too much in a calm manner. Of course, the reason was easy to find, so he said: "The kid has thin arms and legs, and I can't stand your hard work."

Kawamura chuckled, scratched his hair, and said, "I can't let you come in person, can I?"

This is exactly what she planned to do, and upon hearing this, she raised her eyebrows in a stately manner: "Can't you?"

After the game, she had to do some relaxation exercises, but Ryoma couldn't do it by herself now, so of course others had to help her.In summer, I wear cool and thin clothes, and the short sweatshirt doesn't cover much...

Dashi also felt quite embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Teacher, I have a lot, so let me do it."

The corner of Ryuzaki Sumire's mouth twitched slightly, and she glanced at Ryoma from the corner of her eye.She lay back on the bench generously, with one knee bent and leaning against the back of the chair, covering her eyes with the back of her hand, completely unresponsive.

She thought to herself that you little girl has a big heart, but, from this point of view, it is better than the situation she imagined to integrate into. In the past, she heard Nanjiro say that others would touch her arm. Like a hedgehog, awkward all over.

If Taocheng was still here, he would definitely be gearing up and recommending himself - last time when he was in the middle of a spasm, he was taken off and massaged for a long time, and now he thinks he is experienced and duty-bound.

Teacher Ryuzaki shook his head with a secret smile, and patted Ryoma's thigh casually: "Okay, put your knee down, and I'll rub it for you to avoid cramps."

Muscle soreness after excessive exercise is not unfounded. Ryoma pretended to be dead and pretended to be very natural. After being slapped and pinched like this, he couldn't help twisting, muttering: "Is this going to be broken?"

She tried to put down her bent knees again. As soon as she moved, her muscles twitched, her eyebrows furrowed, and she struggled for a long time. She couldn't help but sit up. Just about to stand up, a pair of cool hands stretched out and held each other. She hugged her ankle and knee sockets and put them under: "Let me do it."

Fuji's voice was gentle and irresistible. Even Coach Ryuzaki gave up his seat without saying a word, and the others who volunteered gave up the idea of ​​competing with him and retreated to the Watching obediently from the side.

"Hey hey~ No problem, Fujiko?"

"Yeah, you fainted yourself just now, don't force yourself."

"I didn't faint, just almost, almost—you know?" Kikumaru corrected his teammate. As a classmate, he knew best how much Fuji cared about these "details", but he just didn't say anything.

"There's a big difference! The little one really fainted."

"I didn't either..." Ryoma wanted to say, I just seemed to wander for a while, and then I accidentally had a daydream-theoretically, there is no time for her to fall asleep on the field, right?

"Don't worry about me." Fuji said with a smile, without raising his head, "Even if you can't see it, isn't there such a skill as massage for the blind?"

Everyone: "..."

Dashi laughed dryly: "You are really thoughtful, ha, ha..."

Horio shrank his neck in the back row and sighed to his friends: "Tennis is really a dangerous sport!"

He was joking, but the posture he put on was really strong, and his serious expression made people unable to refuse.

Ryoma was still a little nervous, and when she didn't know where to move her hands and feet, Sakura came over and handed her the racket.It was so considerate, she nodded to her moved, immediately hugged the racket tightly, and then stared at the masseuse like a customer who was a first-time customer.

Fuji tilted his head slightly, and said in a brisk tone: "Are you nervous? You are not a novice in tennis anymore, you know you should relax."

His hand was well maintained, not so rough, but not really delicate. He half-held the calf of her left leg, and squeezed it lightly, and it was sore, painful and itchy.

Ryoma gritted his teeth, his expression changed a few times, and finally let out a long breath, saying, "It still hurts."

"Well, bear with it, it will be fine later." Fuji paused, and kept moving, "Oh, maybe it won't be until tomorrow."

"Could you please redefine 'for a while'?"

At this moment, Bu Er had just raised his hand to rest on the hollow of her knee, and he glanced at her upon hearing this.For a brief moment, Ryoma saw his calm blue eyes.

"Although I don't mean to blame you - if it were me, I would do my best. Since I have chosen this way, I have no regrets, right?"

"Uh..." Ryoma coughed dryly and replied vaguely.

"So I didn't say you did something wrong," Buer said without turning his head, but the expressions of the people behind him seemed to be shaken after hearing his words, "Of course, they won't either."

Long Ma bit his lip, showing hesitation: "It's not so exaggerated...is it?"

Her voice weakened, and she seemed very emboldened.

Dashi sighed, and said: "Yeah, although I always wanted to say to everyone, 'Don't be too messy, hey', I was very anxious watching from the sidelines, and I really wanted to stop you at that time, but I compared my heart to my heart, and I seemed to be There is no position to do such a thing.”

If it was him, wouldn't he fight to the end just as desperately?

He is obviously the youngest among them, but he is the most stubborn one.He thought silently, and thought of Tezuka who walked with him, feeling complicated in his heart, and finally showed a faint smile.

If you tell Tezuka about today's battle, he will be very happy.However, he must be very worried—he has always been the one who pays attention to Ryoma the most.

Just thinking about it, Dashi quietly walked aside from the crowd, took out his mobile phone, but didn't think that he hadn't figured out how to edit the text to summarize today's events, and one of them was sent to his mailbox first.

"Is something wrong?"

Dashi grabbed the phone tightly and looked back.

Long Ma still had a bitter face, looking at Bu Er as if facing a big enemy.Fuji rubbed her legs and knees for her, then stretched out his hand, motioning for her to raise her arms.

Haitang and Taocheng hurried back to the team, holding various beverage bottles in their arms.From a distance, Taocheng could be heard shouting happily: "Hey, kid, I brought back your favorite grape soda!"

"Idiot! They say you can't drink soda now, you need sports drinks!" Haitang rebuked aggressively.

"What, I didn't say to drink it up right now, and I bought it for everyone. There are so many choices, why worry! Since I said it all, it's a reward..."

The two of you talk to each other, and soon digress.

Kawamura made a decisive decision, took out a bottle of soda and a bottle of sports drink from the plastic bag, and handed them to the bench.

"Echizen, you choose."

"Then pick the rest for me." Fuji said, "Just in time, I'm thirsty too."

Long Ma was distracted, his arm was suddenly pinched, his fingertips scratched a piece of itchy flesh, and he screamed loudly.Trembling all over, Jing Jing opened his eyes wide slightly, reminding Fuji of a frightened long-haired cat he had seen by chance, creating an illusion of bullying small animals.

He pursed his lips and smiled: "Sorry."

"It doesn't look like you're apologetic at all?!"

"Wow... that's too much! I want to play too!"

After seeing it, Oishi immediately put aside the matter of replying to Tezuka, and rushed over: "Hey! Stop playing!"

Yuta slowly looked away, looked into the distance, and said empathetically to the two seniors: "I used to play games with my brother, and he did the same thing to me..."

Guan Yue: "Then he really enjoys it."

"Yes, yes." Yuta recalled, hugging her arms and shivering.

If it's him now...it's too embarrassing!Still in front of so many people, he would definitely cry.

Thinking about it this way, he felt incomparably fond of Ryoma, and he couldn't remember that the big demon king who ruthlessly pressed himself to the ground and hammered him back then was the same person.

With a loud shout, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward, joining the melee.

"Echizen, I'm here to save you!"