capture my prince

I was sent to high school to take classes, so I knew a lot about high school, and I didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

The second time I heard this name was on the afternoon of Jiulan-senpai's first day in the tennis club. It seemed that Ryoma, who had come back from the United States, was acquainted with that night-senpai.

This time, hearing this name again, I unexpectedly thought of the girl who dozed off and bumped into a pine tree a few mornings ago, and I had more guesses in my heart.

The match against Yulinzhong was within my expectations, and it was not my turn to play.At noon, after being reminded by Bu Er, I realized that my senior sister had disappeared.

She didn't show up until we were in the lounge after dinner, and brought the latest game results, as well as some information about our next opponent, Fudo Peak.

Because I pay attention to players from all over the world from time to time, Ju Juping's name is not unfamiliar. I just heard that he is one of the Kyushu duo, and his strength should be good.As for why he transferred here from Osaka, that's not my concern.

I'm looking forward to the match against this opponent, but my hand has not been fully healed, and I hope that there will be no problems by then.

The match between Fuji and Kawamura was terminated because of Kawamura's injury.

Being able to hurt Kawamura, who has always been known for his strength, shows the power of that wave ball.If it were me, I'd probably just try to blunt its power first, and then hit back with my own ball, if my arm could handle it.

Looking at the back of Kawamura leaving, I became even more silent.It seems that the match against Fudo Peak really shouldn't be careless!

A cold object suddenly stuck to my cheek, and I turned my head to look at the person beside me in surprise.

"Oishi and Kikumaru are more reassuring, so relax." Her tone of voice was the kind of determination we are familiar with that seems to control everything.

I have to admit that the players of Fudo Peak can achieve such outstanding results by relying on their respect for the minister. I have some admiration for him.Moreover, we currently have the advantage, with three games and two wins.It's just that it's not easy for us to win.

The second single was Echizen. Looking at this boy who was only two years younger than me, I was thinking that it was time to find the next pillar of Seigaku.

During the game, Fudomine's second single, Ibu Shinji's repeated movements in a row caught my attention.

Then, Echizen made consecutive mistakes, and he himself was also surprised.

"It's an instant paralysis of the muscles."

I turned my head to look at the senior sister, and she knew it again.

Listening to her explanation, it is roughly similar to what I guessed.When I was young, because my father worked in a hospital, I still knew a little bit about this kind of medical knowledge.

Although we understand it, Echizen on the field obviously doesn't understand it yet.

Mutations are sudden.

The racket in his hand broke away uncontrollably again, and directly hit the straight pole next to the block!I clenched my fist, but I didn't expect his left eye to be injured.

Looking at this boy with stubborn eyes and insisting on playing, I agreed to let him play for another 10 minutes.I think his strength is more than that.

The temporary wound on Echizen's left eye seemed to be bleeding again, but the game still hadn't made much progress.If it goes on like this, it will be over in 10 minutes soon, and I can't help but feel cold.

At this time, not far from the fence, a Qingyue female voice seemed to have been heard before.

"Ryoma, what are you doing? Can't such a psychological effect be overcome?"

Everyone else and I looked at the source of the sound.

It was the girl who hit the tree (... Bingdian, can't it be said to be that beautiful girl?), subconsciously, I turned around and searched for the figure of senior sister Jiulan.

He didn't find it, but unexpectedly met Budu's ice blue eyes.

He rarely opened his eyes wide unless something was beyond his imagination.And now, Buer is just like me, searching for someone in the auditorium here.

Could it be...

I saw the excitement on the court, and I frowned slightly.This girl can influence many people.

I stood up and was about to warm up in case Echizen failed.Although I know that, given the current situation, he should be able to win.

Suddenly a familiar voice sounded from behind: "Tezuka-kun, are you worried?" It was Jiulan-senpai.

"Yeah." She responded lightly, feeling a little surprised in her heart.Can you tell from my expression that I was worried about Echizen just now?

"Don't worry, within 10 minutes, he will definitely be able to handle it." She smiled and stopped looking at me.

Fortunately, Echizen finally won the game, and the first shot was fired.

Taking advantage of this good mood, I plan to talk to Buer today.

"Go to Kawamura's store today, can I borrow your kitchen, Kawamura-kun."

Senior's voice interrupted my plan.Celebration is needed, but not now.

But they all seemed to be looking forward to this celebration. Before I could say no, she said, "But I'm sorry, I have something to do when I go home today."

This time I also looked at her. Didn't she just say she wanted to borrow the kitchen?To be honest, sometimes the food she cooks tastes like her mother's cooking. In short, they are very familiar home-cooked dishes.

"Just let Yecheng replace me."

A night... huh?

Extra Story of Ice Palace ([-])

"Hi, all the juniors of Qingxue, I am a first-year high school student, Yan Yecheng. This is the first time we meet, please take care of me."

Following this self-introduction, everyone who was waiting raised their heads and looked towards the door.

A girl with fluttering long hair and wearing an orange classic skirt is smiling towards us.When he got closer, he could see her face clearly.

With deep eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a smile on Guazi's face, lined with an orange dress, it is a bit dazzling under the slanting sun shining into the house.

She is a very beautiful girl, and, unlike Japanese, she speaks fluent and idiomatic Japanese.

This senior named Yan Yecheng approached us generously and asked about Echizen's wound.

The loud Taocheng gossiped about Echizen's relationship with her, but she smiled lightly: "Okay, everyone, can you stop talking nonsense? I just treat him as my younger brother, don't get me wrong."

"I came here today to cook for you. Kawamura-kun, please take me to the kitchen." After she finished speaking, she followed Kawamura into the kitchen with the ingredients in her hand.

I am a little appreciative of this senior sister, and I am not surprised.

Dashi beside him said, "Why is she wearing such a long skirt?"

Fuji smiled and said, "This beautiful senior, it's really interesting to do things."

I looked at Fuji's smiling face and swallowed the words I wanted to say.Forget it, I will find time to talk to him next time.

Then, Momojo asked me to comfort Echizen.Is it because of what Sister Yanye said just now?

I stared at Echizen, hoping he would understand that tennis should not be taken lightly.

Taocheng was unusually active, and it wasn't until I told them to be quiet that they stopped their nonsense.

After I said to be quiet, only one person continued to talk, and that person must be the only one, and he would not think otherwise.

"Do you feel that there is something familiar about her?"

His words caused me to think deeply, maybe it was really what I guessed?Just, is it possible?One person plays two roles.

I also occasionally heard about the Kaitou Kidd from the students in the class, he knows the disguise technique.Then Disguise also exists, doesn't it?

It seems that I have to pay more attention.

By the time Sister Yanye finished cooking, everyone was basically starving.

Seeing that she served everyone what they liked, I felt more doubts in my heart.Isn't the manager who knows every player well?That she did this made people suspicious.

What she brought to me turned out to be Chinese food.

I looked at her, wondering what she meant.However, in those quiet black eyes, I saw expectations, so I took a sip of the unknown dish in front of me.

With just one sip, I forgot the uncomfortable emotion just now.It is indeed very delicious, much better than the meals cooked by senior sister Jiulan.The entrance is refreshing and sweet, but not greasy, and the taste is not very heavy.I was still guessing the reason why she didn't give it to others, but now I roughly understand it.Others seem to be picky eaters.This realization actually made me feel a little uncomfortable.

After tasting all the three dishes in front of her, she asked me cautiously, "How is it?"

"Very good." She approached suddenly, which made me feel a little bit at a loss.It's not that no girls have approached me, it's just that I feel impatient every time, but this time I was at a loss.

It is no news that Taocheng has a big appetite.When he asked me how the food tasted, I actually nodded at them.In the past, my reaction to this kind of thing was lack of interest, maybe it was the dishes of Sister Ye Ye, which were cooked too well.

"I also want to taste the taste of these dishes." Echizen looked at the bowls in front of me, and then at Yuye.

And I, before I realized it, had already eaten all those dishes.

Looking at the stunned expressions of everyone, I was frightened by myself.I actually lost my composure, and lost my composure in front of this night-senpai twice.

After she said goodbye to us, she suddenly received a phone call.

We who were not far away heard her words more clearly.During the period, Tumen Kanghui was even mentioned.Why would a girl in the first year of high school get involved with this kind of political person?Looking at her expression, we know that she has many things that we can't easily guess.Such a girl actually makes me feel that she is insecure.Although she seems to have the ability to protect herself, but the emptiness and fear in her heart, I seem to be able to feel the smile that cannot express her heart through that beautiful face.

What's wrong with me?Grandpa's serious expression suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, as if he was saying to me: