must love tennis

That would be a peace of mind.

When Fuji left the studio, he thought silently, it is quite rare for him who has always been indifferent to other people and other things to make this kind of change.But in the next second, he realized that the matter was not over yet.

"Sure enough, I'm still upset."

The door behind him opened again, Ryoma straightened the height of his hat, strode forward, raised his head and looked straight ahead.She's a curmudgeon and a very purposeful person.

She came to the tennis club to play tennis, not to play brotherly games with these idle seniors.

Come on, isn't it just to make trouble?

——"Hey, I heard that you are very interested in my racket?"

The people on the opposite side didn't have time to dodge their eyes, and bumped into each other.

"!!"

It was discovered!

They clearly bear the status of seniors, but because of guilty conscience, they panicked and cast their eyes on Bu Er who has not gone far.

"Senior Buer! Didn't you say—"

"I didn't say anything." Fuji replied softly, with a faint smile.Even if no one told it, Echizen Ryoma couldn't guess who wrote it, couldn't he?

Arai bit the bullet and stared: "What do you want! It's just a few more glances, kid, how dare you have an opinion?"

"Of course I have no objection." Ryoma said calmly, "Aren't you the ones who have objections?"

"You, what are you talking about..." Arai was stared at by her, inexplicably lacking in momentum, his tongue was a little knotted, and he tried to deny it.

"Why, let's say—" She dragged her tone slowly, her lips curled up slightly, and she turned on the provocative mode, "Don't you dare?"

"Hey...what's going on?"

When Bu Er heard the voice, he knew that it was Kikumaru and the others who came behind him.

"Didn't you stop it, Buer?" Gan asked.

"Yes." He smiled slightly and replied, "However, maybe geniuses always think differently from ordinary people."

Kikumaru: "Huh?—Then it doesn't matter if we don't intervene now?"

Buer didn't make a sound, just looked at the figures on the court who had already started the game, and gradually fell into his own thoughts.Prevent?Is it because I have too many thoughts?

It's also good to see the strength of the new students, which suits him very well.But if she continues to make public in this way, I am afraid that she will make more enemies in the tennis club or other places... This is where she really needs to consider "Is there any problem?"

Thinking of this, Bu Er came back to his senses a little bit, looked around, and looked around, all the members who had forgotten their practice were chatting around the side of the game field.

They didn't even stand up as regular players, so they were even more fearless.

Probably because it is human nature to watch the excitement.

"I don't think it's very good." Kikumaru muttered, "It's like we're bullying children collectively..."

"How come?" Buer laughed again as he spoke, and looked up at the window of the club office.

The figure standing behind the window did not know how long it had been, silently seeing everything in its eyes.

"No, it's still far away."

Ryoma put down his racket, dusted off the dust with a feigned sigh, and walked out of the tennis court slowly.Several sophomores who tried to play tricks on him were already lying on the ground, gnashing their teeth: "Damn it..."

"It's too strong!"

There was a wailing sound behind her, and she didn't turn her head.

The opponent has no ability to fight back at all, so it cannot be called an "opponent", perhaps it can only be regarded as a "warm-up object".Ryoma didn't gain much sense of accomplishment from defeating them, but was rather disappointed.

There are quite a few people in the Tennis Club of Qingxue. These sophomores who are confident that they can compete in the school ranking competition are not their opponents, so who is it?

Are those first-choice players who are very excited to watch the fire from the other side?

A shadow was cast on his way.

Long Ma stopped, raised his head, and opened his mouth slightly: "Ah."

Accidentally pretended to be too aggressive, and the scourge came.

She recognized this man.

Not because he looks more handsome than others, but.

Tezuka Kunimitsu was the "envoy of justice" who stood up to stop Sasaki's high school students - and now, she was also told that this person was also the current head of their tennis club.

...Well, maybe it's because he's handsome.

The ruthless minister in front of her stopped her, examined her calmly, and then gave a stern and unselfish verdict: It is unforgivable to cause trouble in the stadium at will and disrupt the rules.

All circle the field thirty times!

There is nothing to say about the minister's aura.

Ryoma was already very thankful that he didn't comment on himself a few more times (or punish him harder).She is not afraid of anyone, but she is particularly hard on this type of people.

Without saying a word, she put down the racket and went for a run obediently.

After running a few laps, a few people followed.The chaotic footsteps gradually unified the rhythm, and the sound of breathing came and went.It's hard to ignore.

"Hi." It was Buer again, greeting her with a smile on his face.

"It's too much, we obviously didn't do anything..." Kikumaru burst into tears with an aggrieved face.

"Tezuka always treats people equally like this." Gan said, stuffing the notebook into his pocket, and continued running without changing his expression, "However, thanks to you, we collected good data."

"...Me?" Ryoma raised his head.

This guy was so tall that she was tired of raising her head, so she only glanced at it and then lowered it.

"I'm really looking forward to the duel with you in the school ranking competition." Gan said seriously.

"Eh?" Kikumaru was puzzled, "Didn't it mean that freshmen can't compete before summer?"

"It's just a hunch." Gan pushed his glasses, "And my hunch... no, it's a prediction, and it's always been accurate."

He got merciless complaints from his teammates: "Sixth sense? Are you a woman?"

"Prediction! It's a prediction!"

Ryoma looked at them without speaking.

Why do these people have to be by my side all the time... Am I familiar with them?

"Wrong, it's not us following you, it's you following us." Gan corrected. "Look behind."

She subconsciously turned her head to look.

Followed by a large number of members with sloppy footsteps.That's to be expected, after a normal day's training, their fitness should be running low.

"So, can you see it? You are the special person." Gan gave her a meaningful look. "Only you can keep up with us. Isn't that enough?"

It was inevitable that I got home late today, and the daily practice with Tokugawa could only be postponed until after dinner.

"Is everything okay in school?" Cousin Nanako asked routinely.

"Very good." Ryoma put down the ball bag and sat down at the dining table.

"You haven't been bullied, have you?"

She glanced at it without answering.It seems to be saying, being bullied?How can it be.

"I'm sorry, no one was bullied by you, right?" Nanako changed her words politely.

Long Ma picked up a piece of seaweed, stuffed it into his mouth, and said calmly, "Who knows."

It depends on what the definition of "bullying" is.

"Where's the club?" Lunzi also asked, "Have you met a good tennis player in your eyes?"

Ryoma hesitated: "...Maybe."

"That's good." Rinko smiled slightly, "I'm really worried that you won't be able to get used to Japanese campus life soon."

Longma Jiacai paused, recalling what he did after he joined the tennis club—well, it shouldn’t be a big deal, right? —Continue to eat.

"How powerful is it?" Tokugawa seemed to be more concerned about this question.

"I don't know." She thought for a while and said, "If you can participate in the school's ranking competition, you can experience it. But their rule is that freshmen cannot participate in the competition-you have to wait until after the summer league."

"Did you have such rules back then?" Rinko asked Nanjiro thoughtfully, frowning.

Nanjiro smiled cheerfully: "That's right. Little devil, you always have to learn a lesson before you can be more honest."

Ryoma was suspicious. If he knew this was the case, why was he in such a hurry to call her back?Just to make her waste a year picking up balls in the tennis club?

impossible.From junior high school to high school is the time when boys develop the fastest. Nanjiro is very clear that no matter how good her level is, she can only gradually widen the gap with them.A year or two later...

"Why, you are not confident, are you afraid?" Nanjiro continued to smile.

She pursed her lips: "Are you kidding me?"

"Don't be discouraged." Nanako comforted, "Maybe they see your skills and make an exception to let you join the ranking competition? Gold shines everywhere!"

"Should...not be?" Ryoma's mind immediately flashed the cold face of Minister Tezuka.The feeling of being looked down from top to bottom by him today is particularly deep in my memory.

This senior looks like a well-behaved old antique, will he fall in love with her?

Doubtful.

—Sorry, she was wrong.

Minister Tezuka is really discerning and discerning.

He is really a boy who dares to challenge authority!

The next day, Ryoma looked at the grouping information of the ranking competition posted on the bulletin board, took a deep breath, and subconsciously, a smile appeared on his face.

"What did I say?" A brisk voice sounded from the side.

She didn't need to look back to know that she was the only senior.

"You don't need to appreciate me so much." Long Ma said so, but in fact he was still very proud of himself, his tail was almost raised, "Didn't you realize that your original teammates will be squeezed out by me?"

"As expected, you are very confident, Echizen." Fuji smiled, eyebrows and eyes curved, "Do you already know your opponent?"

opponent?

She looked at the grouping table again.

She was in Group D, and she didn't know any of the long list of names.

"It's Qianhe Haitang." Buer explained her doubts.

Ryoma followed his line of sight and found two names correspondingly, Sadaharu Mikami in the third grade, and Kaoru Kaidou in the second grade.

who is it?

"Here, it's over there." Fuji gestured to the other side of the field.

It's the guy who wears glasses and always writes with a notebook.

By the way, he also said yesterday that he was looking forward to the duel with him... Unexpectedly, he really guessed right.

"Well, it's strange." Ryoma muttered to himself.

"How about it, do you still have confidence?"

She picked up the tennis racket nonchalantly, and was about to leave: "I'm just a little regretful that I didn't get into the same group as you, senior."

Fuji seems to be in Group C, it's a pity.Have to wait until the next ranking match.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it too." The boy with a gentle appearance smiled and watched her back go away, and then looked away.

Geniuses always feel lonely at times.

But from now on, he should not be bored anymore.