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Fuck, who are you? !

They all read the meaning from Atobe's face.

Ryoma bit the ice cubes and said nothing, while Irie Kanata put down the tray and stood up straight, the smile on his face gradually spread, and introduced himself politely: "My name is Irie Kanata, and I am Ryoma's older brother. "

Atobe: "..."

He silently turned his head to look at Longma, then looked at the "brother" in front of him... and finally looked at Longma: "How many brothers do you have?"

Ryoma's eyes flickered, he lowered his head, and poked the ice with a straw instead: "Haven't Atobe-senpai heard of the gashapon brother before? ——Ah, I think I said it before I took the cruise ship."

"..."

Atobe heart said, who knew that the brother you mentioned was the gashapon brother!He thought it was Echizen Ryuya who met later by accident.

"That's it, is there any problem?" Irie Kanata watched them come and go with great interest.

At this time, Fuji pulled an empty chair from the side and joined them: "Zuan Togo, please."

Atobe looked sideways, with an indescribable expression: "Why are you shouting so cheerfully?"

Fuji started to eat pudding, pretended not to hear, and picked a green one for himself as if nothing had happened, and took the remaining three off the dining shelf, the red one was for Irie, the purple one was for Ryoma, and the last one was blue , placed in front of Atobe.

Atobe endured it, not wanting to have a seizure, so he had to turn around and reluctantly nodded to Irie: "Senior, what do you ask for advice?"

"I was fortunate enough to receive an invitation from Mr. Atobe, but unexpectedly, something happened and I couldn't attend the appointment." Irie said calmly, "It's really a pity. So I beg Mr. Fuji to find this opportunity. "

"Wait, did you discuss it?" Ryoma was surprised, and asked the same voice for the trace department.

Bu Er smiled without saying a word, shaking his head.

Irie replied softly: "Of course not, I just guessed it."

"..."

Guess?What kind of riddle are these two playing?Ryoma blinked, thinking hard.

Atobe shuddered inexplicably.

Out of an intuition as keen as his insight, a person who looks gentle and gentle on the outside always has a terrifying temperament.He couldn't tell the specifics, anyway, the other party must be the type that he would find very difficult.

It's even trickier than Buer.

He quickly regained his composure and replied, "It's nothing. There was a... accident on this cruise. It's a good thing to miss it, so you don't have to suffer."

"It's a blessing in disguise, how do you know it's not a blessing?" Enter Jiang Zuoduo pondered, "Anyway, I still want to thank you for your generosity on behalf of Ryoma. I hope that next time I have a chance...to fight?"

"Tennis?" Atobe raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and looked at the other party calmly.

Compared with ordinary athletes, he is thin and weak, not tall, and has a very deceptive baby face. If Ryoma and Fuji hadn't known that he was a high school student, he might not be able to tell so quickly .

"Well, let's take it as a competition? If you don't mind," Irie's gentle smile made it impossible to say "mind" or refuse, "I heard that the junior high school students in this competition are very strong, and I also Very interested."

"Happy to accompany you." Atobe squinted his eyes, his eyes moved slightly, "I am free anytime."

"Then—after I get off work?"

"No problem." Atobe agreed wholeheartedly.

They quickly agreed on the time and place, satisfactorily completed the initial brief conversation, and finally turned their attention to the "luxury afternoon tea" on the tray that had been neglected for a long time.

It is indeed very luxurious, there are five shelves in full, and different refreshments are placed on each floor. The pudding was originally placed on the penultimate floor, but it has been brought out by Bu Er.

As a waiter of this store, Irie skillfully pulled out the tray from below, and picked up a knife and fork to divide the two meal bags on the bottom into four.The noodles are baked until slightly golden, crispy, very crispy, and smell very tempting.

Then spread chocolate cheese on the cut surface with a knife...

While watching, Ryoma took a mouthful of pudding. It didn't taste like grapes as expected, but purple sweet potato: "Huh?"

"It's purple potato pudding, it's a very popular one recently." Irie Kanata smiled slightly, put down the knife and fork, and introduced the bread to them.

"Isn't the green one also matcha?" She suddenly became suspicious, and looked at the pudding bowl that Fuji held in her hand.

"Well, it's wasabi-flavored." Fuji replied happily.

"..."

Sure enough? !

As for the portion in front of Irijiang, it was naturally not a common strawberry product—he dug a piece with an untouched spoon and gave it to Ryoma. She tasted it and identified it with her tongue: "Rose flavor?"

"Well, the girls like this very much." He held his chin, "The recent rose water is also selling very well. The interactive class on Thursday, I want everyone to learn how to make it together. What do you think?"

Ryoma imagined the scene where his hands were covered with red rose petals, and didn't know what expression to show: "Well, whatever you want."

Finally, naturally, curious eyes fell on Atobe.

He also showed full caution, brought the spoon to his lips expressionlessly, and sucked it in his mouth: "Pfft——"

"What is it?" Fuji asked rather interested.

"Ahem." Atobe covered it with his hands, picked up a napkin and wiped his lips, his distorted expression quickly returned to normal, and said, "You can try."

Looking at him like this, it must not be blueberry pudding.

Fuji had settled his share early on, and generously took over Atobe's pudding, took a sip, his face was very calm, and after swallowing, he dug another piece with a spoon.

This is an experience that Qingxue Zhengxuan has a deep understanding of: When you see that Bu Er is eating the same food that may look normal, don't take it lightly and propose that you want to try it too.If he looks amused - then run!

Ryoma kept his distance calmly and asked, "So what is it?"

"Well, I can't tell...it's a very strange smell." After thinking for a while, Buer replied uncertainly.

This time, what he said seemed to be true, because Director Ji breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly: "It's like the smell of muddy water splashed by a car on a rainy day."

"No, no, it should be just before it rains, and the air is filled with the smell of humidity." Fuji's description is more romantic and artistic.

Irie also smiled: "It should be the feeling of a heavy rain that washes everything clean and your heart becomes pure?"

Ryoma asked seriously: "Is this a novel reading sharing session?"

……

In the end, the three very stubborn people barely reached a consensus and confirmed that it was the smell of rain.

It's strange to say, it's obviously the taste that Irie Chodo has developed and blended in his own store, so why can't he figure it out?Play tricks and fool consumers.

While nibbling on the crispy bread-crust, Ryoma shook his head and sighed in disbelief: I really don't understand you scholars.

"In the end, what are we doing here today?"

Fuer replied naturally: "Of course, drink afternoon tea, relax before the game, and adjust your state~"

And Atobe looked at the cake served by Irie Kanata, with words like congratulations to the ice emperor crookedly painted on it with jam, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Is there anyone who can eat cake now?" He couldn't help asking, "Who thought of it?"

"Cakes are usually just a ceremony..." Fuji said slowly.

"But it's not good to waste food," Ryoma added.

"So, since everyone can't eat anymore, why don't Atobe-kun take it back for your team members to taste?" Fuji said, looking outside, "Well, it seems that I didn't see Huadi-kun today, A bit of a surprise."

"Last time he was coaxed by others to eat too much steak, I asked him to see a dentist today." Atobe replied angrily.

"How much did you eat?" Buer was also surprised.

"I don't know, maybe dozens of games." Atobe's tone was very casual.

"..."

Ryoma was shocked, and immediately felt respect.Takahiro Kawaji, what an amazing man.

Then, she asked sincerely, "Are you guys participating in some big eater competition?"

Atobe raised his eyebrows: "Do you have an opinion?"

"No, I just want to say, next time there is such an event, please be sure to call our senior A Tao - he will definitely help you win the last discount."

"...Taocheng?" Atobe recalled what happened in the cafeteria on the cruise ship, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head firmly.

"It doesn't have to be."

……

Irie Kanata had already rearranged her apron and returned to the backstage with the tray.Seeing his cheerful look, the people next to him asked, "What happened, Kanata-kun seems very happy?"

"Sometimes I can't help but think, it's nice to be young." He nodded to his colleagues with a pleasant face.

"Oh, what did you say, you are still very young?" The college student sister covered her mouth, looked at her companion, and laughed.

In their view, this is all young people pretending to be deep.

Irie just smiled and didn't force an explanation: "It's just a sudden feeling, just talk about it."

Coming out of the coffee shop, Atobe took the initiative to invite Irie to a nearby street tennis court.

Fuji and Ryoma glanced at each other, and naturally followed closely behind, whispering: "I remember it was a doubles court, right?"

"Well, it was originally like this." Ryoma scratched his cheek and recalled, slightly raised the corners of his lips, "But after we have been there a few times, those people seem to have given up this obsession."

"...Oh." Fuji sighed.

Even so, they were ready to assist.Unexpectedly, after Irie Sodo went forward to communicate, a group of street tennis enthusiasts were quickly persuaded to give them the court.

Some people recognized Atobe of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club, and some were curious about Irie's strange temperament, and soon they all gathered around the side, and put out the scoreboard with great enthusiasm.

Irie Kanata changed into ordinary sportswear in the backstage of the coffee shop, with short sleeves and shorts. He looked even more slender, and looked like the same type of player as Fuji.

But Atobe had a hunch, especially from Fuji's face, he noticed some hints: this person is very strong, very strong.

Because it's a high school student?Or is it something special about gashapons?

Just as he was thinking, Irie had already reached the serving line and raised his hand to signal him.

"A game, or a whole set?"

"I can." Atobe replied.

"Well, it's very imposing." Irie Kanata held the tennis ball, and before getting ready to start, his eyes flicked over the two watching the match.

"Well, Fuji-senpai." Ryoma moved to the side and poked the outside of the senior's arm.

Bu Er didn't squint, and looked at Irie's serve with one heart and one mind: "Do you want to ask me the result of my last fight with him?"

"No, to be honest, I am no longer curious about the result." Ryoma said frankly, "I have never won a game from him."

If there is, then he must have pretended to be exhausted after playing for a long time and deliberately let it go.

She also pretended to be so stylish that it was almost believable!

After being discovered, he still had an innocent face, and he couldn't even vent his anger.

"Really?" Bu Er laughed, "It seems that everyone is not doing well."

"So do you feel comforted by this?" Ryoma complained, "I'm so actively pushing the two of them to meet today, maybe it's because I want to see the excitement of the seniors in Ababe?"

"That's not true." Fuji said, "In Echizen's heart, I'm really worthless."

Ha...that's right.

She looked back at the court nonchalantly and whistled.

"Actually, it's such an 'amusing' idea," Fuji said calmly, without being angry at all, "But more, I still want to see different types of players... Will there be different results? "

"Eh."

"Actually, we are all similar, in terms of positioning." Fuji explained unhurriedly, "We are all all-rounders, and there is no particularly difficult opponent—even if the opponent is an absolute power type, it is not Can't play at all. But the style of play is very different, especially Atobe, he is a very standard offensive player."

"Well, Kantogo always hides his secrets, and it's somewhat similar to Fuji-senpai's habit." Ryoma did have this feeling, "You all like to observe your opponent, and use your impeccable defense as your offense, unconsciously Grab the rhythm."

Of course, it doesn't mean that Atobe is not good at observation. On the contrary, his insight and reaction ability are excellent, but because of this, he also created his style of play, which is destined to be absolutely strong.

That's why everyone was so surprised when he adopted a tug-of-war approach in the singles No. [-] match with Tezuka in order to win...

"This also shows that in order to win, Atobe doesn't care so much." Fuji commented, "He is a very respectable opponent. Thinking that such a person will meet again in the national competition, I still look forward to it of it."

"It still depends on the lottery." Long Ma said with a curled lip.

"No, I think this time, they won't lose to others." He said lightly.

"The others do not include 'us'." She was firm.

Fuji smiled slightly: "That's natural. Well, concentrate on it and see how he plans to deal with it?"

As they had guessed, Kanata Irie was able to counter Atobe's offensive with ease, and even offered him a chance to play the Rondo of Destruction.

Looking at his racket, he walked back thoughtfully.

Atobe looked at the back of the opposite side, but couldn't relax at all, still feeling invisible pressure on his shoulders, and let out a breath slowly.

He couldn't help but think, does that girl from the Echizen family compete with such monsters every day?

Really...

Quite desperately.

"Whoa! As expected of Ice Emperor's minister!" Passers-by cheered, and most of them leaned to Atobe's side.

"Is it a win now?"

"That little boy looks no match at all, must be very distressed?"

"Speaking of which, who is he? Which tennis club?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before..."

"Shouldn't he be a member of some famous team?"

Here we come, Brother Shan Duo has already deceived most of the audience present with his superb acting skills.If Atobe is as complacent as they are, he will be defeated in an instant.

Ryoma sighed softly: I hope Senior Atobe can hold on, come on, Ollie!