[Comprehensive] Eternal Recorder

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Ayana Tezuka brought Mo back home.Mo sat on the sofa and watched Ayana Tezuka calling again and again to inform everyone in the family that Mo had returned, with his head lowered, a rare feeling of guilt emerged.

Ayana Tezuka put down the phone, walked up to Mo, leaned over and patted Mo on the head.

"Don't forget, you can't do this next time."

The tone is gentle, the expression is also gentle, and the warmth of the palm caressing her is unbelievably soft.

Mo raised his head and nodded seriously.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Tezuka Kuniharu, Tezuka Kuniichi, and Tezuka Kunimitsu did not return home.

Mo flew over at the moment the door opened, hugged Tezuka Kunimitsu's waist tightly, but didn't speak.

"What's the matter?" Tezuka Kuniharu smiled embarrassingly, raised his hand and rubbed Mo's head, but he was not stared at fiercely by Mo as before.

For this reason, Tezuka Kuniharu was not used to it.

Tezuka Kuniichi walked past Tezuka Kuniharu stroking his beard, "Let's go, just leave it to Kunimitsu."

This kid, Mo, seems to have realized his mistake.

"I'm sorry, brother..."

Tezuka Kunimitsu raised his hand and patted Mo's head lightly.

"no next time."

"Yeah." Mo rubbed hard on Tezuka Kunimitsu's clothes, raised his face, and smiled brightly with tear-stained eyes.

"That's right, no matter what you do, don't worry your family, Mo." Ayana Tezuka gently scratched Mo's nose, then took out a handkerchief and wiped Mo's face clean.

"Let's go buy a mobile phone with Guoguang tomorrow, so that we can keep in touch with our family at any time, okay?"

Mo blinked and nodded vigorously.

"We're going out."

Mo said to the Tezuka family who were still eating breakfast at the entrance, and took Tezuka Kunimitsu's hand to close the door.

Even though it is a weekend, the morning practice of the tennis club will not be suspended.As the minister, Tezuka Kunimitsu was naturally the one who had to be present.As usual, Mo also followed Tezuka to the tennis club.

But on this day, coach Ryuzaki did not come.I heard it was due to physical reasons.Although Coach Ryuzaki looks energetic, he is also an elderly person.

Mo's small backpack was tossed aside, and it looked a little strange sitting alone on the coach's bench, but luckily neither Mo nor the others cared about it.

"Yo." Very characteristic Echizen Ryoma greeting.

Mo turned his head and saw him holding the racket in one hand and pouring water down his throat with his head raised.

"Good morning." Mo greeted him and asked at the same time, "Have you really entered the tennis club?"

"Pfft——" Echizen Ryoma lifted up his clothes and wiped the water from his mouth, and said in a bad tone, "What is 'true'? Do you think my words about joining the tennis club were false?"

"No," Mo shook his head, but what he said was even more irritating. "But for sports, someone like you..." Mo glanced at Echizen Ryoma, who was over 1.5 meters tall, "Wouldn't he be knocked into the air?"

"Ah~ That's a pity, I'm not playing basketball but tennis." Echizen Ryoma didn't know what expression to express his dissatisfaction with a paralyzed face.And suddenly the weight from his shoulders made him almost fall forward.

"Senior Kikumaru..." Echizen Ryoma gritted his teeth and shouted, "Get off me!"

"nia~~Why, little one? The little one's height is just right~~"

Hit the nail on the head!

Even the corners of Echizen Ryoma's mouth twitched.

"Kikumaru, Echizen!"

The three looked at the field together, and Tezuka Kunimitsu was standing there with his arms folded, his eyes behind the glasses were bitingly cold.

The other main candidates have already taken their places, and there are only two of them left.

Kikumaru stuck out his tongue, and let go of Echizen Ryoma.

"Let's go, the minister is going to lose his temper."

Echizen Ryumara pulled the brim of his hat, and said in his heart, it's not because of you and me that I'm late.

Triangular cones of various colors are placed in the corner of the tennis court, and a basket of tennis balls is placed about seven or eight meters away.Gan Zhenzhi pushed his glasses, looked down at the open notebook in his hand, and explained to everyone.

"The next training is a bit difficult, everyone should concentrate. The rule is this, I say the order, you have to use the tennis ball to knock down the triangle cone of the color I said, if you hit the wrong color or Failure to knock down the cone is a failure. Everyone needs to hit the ball five times in a round."

Qian Zhenzhi, who was so gloomy that he couldn't see his eyes clearly, always had a feeling that people couldn't figure it out clearly, but the sinister smile emerging from the corner of his mouth at this moment made everyone feel an indescribable coldness.

"If the main election fails more than three times..." He took out a large cup of strangely colored liquid from nowhere, "I will drink a cup of punishment tea I made."

"Punishment tea?" Everyone in Qingxue asked in unison.Except for Fuji who still smiled and said nothing, and Tezuka's iceberg face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, the expressions of the others looking at the strange liquid in the glass were not very good-looking.

"Hey, is it really okay to drink that kind of thing?" Kikumaru whispered.

Echizen pulled down his hat and silently covered his eyes.Anyway, I don't drink that kind of thing.he thought so.

"Then, let's start." Qian Zhenzhi closed the notebook and showed a sinister smile.

"black."

"black."

"black."

……

Echizen dropped his racket and pursed his lips. It was much simpler than expected.

"black."

"black."

Eiji Kikumaru hit the ball with a "snap", thinking to himself, it's quite simple.

"black."

"black."

"red."

Pa——"Wow...you are so insidious!" Kikumaru looked at the large cup of unknown color in Gan Sadaharu's hand, and kept stepping back.

"I don't want to drink that weird thing..." Kikumaru protested loudly.

"Are you sure you don't want to drink?" Qian Zhenzhi raised the corners of his mouth, and his glasses reflected light.

"If you don't drink it, you won't drink it even if you die!" Ju Wan resolutely safeguarded her personal safety.

However, he is destined to be the first victim of the tea of ​​punishment—"Kikumaru!"

"Department, Minister..." Kikumaru wept bitterly, finally took the cup, closed his eyes and gulped it down.

"What is the taste?"

"It's okay, Eiji?"

"Tsk, madamadadayone."

At this time, Kikumaru had completely ignored everyone's questioning, he only felt that his stomach was turned upside down instantly, and there was still the taste that remained in his mouth——"Ugh..."

He ran out, all the way.

"Is he okay?" Mo murmured as he leaned on the back of the chair and watched Kikumaru's disappearing back.

"Should...it's okay..."

With this example, everyone's vigilance has increased.By the end of this special training, there was no second person who was recruited. Qian Zhenzhi expressed great regret for this.

Next came the time for free practice. Kikumaru, who was brought down by a cup of punishment tea from Sadaharu, was allowed by Tezuka to extend the rest time, and he slumped on the chair weakly.

"Fuck that bastard..." Kikumaru complained feebly, "Why make something like this..."

"Of course it is to improve the training efficiency of the main selection."

Kikumaru yelled, turned his head and pointed at the elusive Sadaharu tremblingly, "You, you..."

"Dry!"

"Hi, hi!" Qian Zhenzhi pushed his glasses and walked into the court.

Kikumaru let out a long breath, and his whole body went limp like noodles.

"Are you really alright?" Mo asked softly, placing a bottle of purified water and a piece of fruit candy in front of Ju Wan.

Ju Wan turned over with difficulty, twisted the water and took a few sips into his mouth, then tore off the candy wrapper and threw the candy into his mouth, "Well, I'm fine...ah, I'm finally alive..."

"Thank you, kitten~~" Kikumaru seemed to be full of energy again, and even spoke with wavy lines again, "But it would be nice if it was mint flavored..." He made an inch of it.

Mo blinked, suddenly pointed at Kikumaru and said, "Cat!"

"what?"

"You look like a cat!" Mo didn't lie. At that moment, she seemed to have the illusion of seeing a big cat acting like a baby to her.

Kikumaru was about to go crazy, "How can I be like a cat, obviously you are more like... cough cough, kitty can't give seniors strange nicknames, you know?"

Kikumaru who said these words felt a little guilty, but seeing Mo nodding his head half-understood, he forgot the pitiful guilt again.

"So cute, kitten~~"