Net king and colleagues: cool view and full moon

Since the friendly match between Japan and the United States, Zhizi's life has been relatively peaceful.

The injured Kirihara is not serious, he just needs to rest for a few days, he is fine now, but it is better not to do strenuous exercise for now.

'So I don't actually plan to play, I just want to stroll around...'

But Zhizi was deeply skeptical about this statement: "Is Li Haida also training intensively now?"

Kirihara nodded honestly: "Yes, of course we can't relax."

"It's almost lunchtime, so you're done training this morning, right?"

Nodding: "Yes."

"You can't do high-intensity training, so you have to strictly control the amount of training these days, and you have to recover little by little."

Nodding: "Yes."

"So you may find it troublesome and want to play more."

After thinking about it for a while, he nodded, "Well, yes."

"But if you are caught by Sanada and Liu, you will be in trouble, you will be beaten, and you will be punished!"

Nodding vigorously: "Yes!"

"Plus you have a history of falling asleep in a car, and it is not ruled out that such an accident will happen..." Then the conclusion can be drawn, Zhizi said, "Because of accident and inevitable factors, you sat here all the way, and then I suddenly wanted to play tennis, so I came to the street tennis court, and I tried to fight against two!"

Qieyuan knelt in his heart: "...how did senior guess it!"

Zhizi was expressionless: "The question of why you appeared here has been solved, so I will be responsible for sending you to the station next."

"Uh, actually, I can find it myself..."

Zhizi dragged Kirihara away from the street tennis court.

She was actually just passing by, but listening to the people who passed by, it seemed that there was a boy with black curly hair in one-to-many, and his strength was very good - she felt that she had to take a look. Both are suspected, although the scope of activities of the last one should not include Kyoto.

Sure enough, she was caught.It seems that Sanada needs to teach this kid who is running around.

The tennis teenagers on the street didn't say much. Seeing Zhizi's speechless senior posture and the curly-haired boy's honesty, they naturally continued to play their own games.But more importantly, thanks to Kirihara's style of play that has eased a lot now, he is still hot-blooded and domineering, but there is no shadow of violent tennis. In addition, the opponent's strength is very strong, so even though they have lost several games in a row, they are only admiration mixed with regret. , without dark emotions.

Kirihara became more honest after she promised that she would not tell Deputy Director Sanada, Director Yukimura, and Senior Liu: "Actually, my injury has healed long ago, so there is no need to make a fuss."

Zhizi tapped his kelp head: "That's not okay, it's better to be safe and wait a few days. And you need to correct your problem of provoking your opponent--well, even if all I saw with my own eyes was that time on the ice. God, but I don't think that's an exception."

Kirihara responded, and suddenly said: "Hey, senior, look what it is, it was shining just now!"

Zhizi looked over and took a few steps to pick up a coin from the grass by the side of the path: "500 yuan?"

Zhizi and Kirihara looked at each other.

"It doesn't seem good to say it's a windfall."

Kirihara said weakly: "Hey, senior, you don't want to embezzle it, do you?"

Zhizi raised his eyebrows: "That's not bad, a good idea."

Kirihara: "!!!"

After a while, Kirihara scratched his head: "Ah, what shall we do then?"

Zhizi thought about it seriously, and began to persuade himself: "It's only 500 yuan, and it's not a big amount, and the chances of the owner coming back to find it are not high..."

The corner of Kirihara's mouth twitched, and suddenly saw a small brass-colored disc draw a neat vertical line in the air, then fell to the ground, rolled a few times and returned to the embrace of the grass.

Zhizi: "..." She obviously doesn't have the attribute of hand slipping!

Three minutes later, Kirihara reluctantly accepted the fact: "Mochizuki-senpai... I suddenly feel fortunate that no one noticed us just now."

Zhizi also couldn't laugh or cry: "Forget it, let's just pretend nothing happened. Remember, don't disclose our 'tactful' decision today to others. In fact, to be honest, if I am the only one who sees it, I will just pick it up. It's more likely."

Qieyuan let out a muffled laugh, and was about to nod, when he suddenly looked behind Zhizi in a daze.

Zhizi turned around and saw two teenagers walking side by side.

The young man with dark green shattered hair hesitated for a moment, and said, "...Senior Mochizuki, senior Kirihara."

Kirihara and Zhizi looked at each other and nodded to them.The biggest reason why the two of them were silent at the same time was... a guilty conscience.

Did they see the scene just now? !

Kaibin pushed the sunglasses pinned in his hair: "Hi, everyone. Well, Mochizuki, I'm sorry last time, thank you very much."

Qieyuan asked suspiciously: "Senior Mochizuki, do you know him?"

"I met once, it happened a few days ago." Zhizi didn't intend to explain much, but suddenly thought of something, "Are you going back soon?"

Kempin nodded.

Then the atmosphere became a bit cold, until Echizen felt uncomfortable: "Would you like something to drink together?"

Zhizi thought for a while, and said, "If there's nothing else, maybe we can settle lunch together by the way. Has Kaibin tried ramen?"

By the time they were seated, the atmosphere had relaxed a bit.

Zhizi said casually: "The noodles here are delicious, especially the chili peppers are very fragrant." Since the Jibu brought her here, this has become the first choice she recommends to others.But today was the first time she brought friends here.

Kebin touched the two small sticks and said nothing.

"I don't care." Echizen pulled the brim of his hat.

"That's why you asked for so many peppers... Hey, Mochizuki-senpai, did I tell you that I can finish a steaming bowl of ramen within 3 minutes!" Kirihara was originally very interested in Kaibin's movements , and suddenly thought of something.

Echizen: "Impossible, 3 minutes?" Just kidding, it's too exaggerated, if you can eat three bowls in one meal, it's still possible.

Kirihara stared forward: "Then do you want to make a bet?"

Zhizi didn't really believe it, but saw that Kirihara's serious look didn't look fake, and this was at a ramen shop... "I bet you win, Kirihara."

Kirihara was very happy and nodded vigorously: "Don't worry senior, I will definitely win!"

Kebin approached quietly, and muttered to Echizen: "Hey, he seems to be very sure." But when he was competing with himself, wasn't this curly-haired guy also very sure that he would kill him instantly?

Echizen was thinking quickly, in 3 minutes, he would either be burned or choked, right?And this strange skill really exists?

After a while, Echizen nodded to Kebin, looked firmly at Kirihara and said, "Yes."

Kirihara was stunned: "What do you want?"

Echizen: "..."

Zhizi couldn't bear to watch, covered his face and said, "He was answering your question just now, and agreed to bet with you."

Kaibin looked at the other party's suddenly enlightened expression, and stood more firmly on Echizen's side: "Then I guess Ryoma will win." Although Kirihara looked a little bigger, it was obvious that Ryoma was more reliable.

Kirihara stared unconvinced at the two small men—of course, to him, Ryoma and Kebin are both small juniors—and said confidently: "The loser pays the bill today!"

"No problem." Echizen and Kebin said at the same time.

Zhizi first wanted to wait to see if Qieyuan could finish eating on time, then suddenly thought of something, smiled and said: "No problem."

After 5 minutes, Kebin tried hard to master the use of chopsticks after declining the proprietress's fork. Kirihara stared at the ramen in front of him, Echizen held the watch with chopsticks in his left hand and Zhizi concentrated on his big bowl .

At least to others, they seem to be very harmonious, as if they are full of tacit understanding and create a cheerful atmosphere together.But in fact, the minds of the four people are all in different worlds...

"Mochizuki, don't you think it's spicy?" After a struggle, Kaibin's movements were still a little jerky, but his attention was already focused on Zhizihong's bright noodle soup.

"A bit, but it's very fragrant, and it's not unbearably spicy. Would you like to try it?" Zhizi was very relieved to see that there was no panic in Kaibin's eyes. The untouched spoon scooped up a spoonful of soup and wanted to pass it to Kebin, "I haven't had the noodle soup yet - do you mind?"

"Ah, it's okay." Kebin took the spoon with his eyes wide open, and took a sip carefully.

Kevin: "..."

Kebin's expression was very strange.Zhizi was a little startled and hurriedly asked the proprietress for cold water, but Kaibin's expression became lively: "Drink it well!"

"You think it's good too? That's great! I'll go get a plate of chili sauce." Zhizi happily handed the small spoon to Kaibin, "Add it yourself. What a coincidence, you like it too." Zhizi used to say Pengxiang and the others recommended the super-spicy version, but they were disgusted. I didn't expect to find the same kind now, which was a pleasant surprise.

Kaibin agreed very much, and then watched his noodle soup become hot, and took another mouthful of noodles: "The taste is really good, this is even more delicious than before."

Zhizi drank the soup contentedly, as if he had accomplished some feat.

On the other hand, Kirihara was ready to put down his chopsticks: "Echizen, how long has it been?"

Echizen looked at the senior's noodle bowl with only one bottom left, and then looked at the watch in his hand: "Two minutes and 42 seconds..."

Kirihara was a little disappointed: "Ah, I only spent two and a half minutes last time."

Echizen looked a little bit shocked, and said blankly: "Senior Kirihara, you are really not bragging."

"Of course!" It was rare to see Echizen so admired, Kirihara felt even more satisfied, "Senior Mochizuki, we won."

"Kirihara is really amazing." Zhizi held back his laughter and praised him.

"Hey, wait." Kebin swallowed the last mouthful of noodles, "You just said 'hot ramen', but I think the temperature of the noodles here is just right, isn't it steaming hot?"

Kirihara turned pale with shock: "..." Ah, it seems that this is indeed the case now that I think about it.

Zhizi didn't mean any surprises, after all, she had already heard about the Department of History when she came here for the first time.but……

Echizen came to his senses, pursed his lips and smiled, and was about to say something when Zhizi's expression suddenly changed——

"Run!"

After all, Zhizi had already stood up from his seat and hurriedly rushed outside.Che originally followed without thinking too much, and at the same time Echizen and Kaibin temporarily forgot what they wanted to say.

It wasn't until several people ran out of the alley that Zhizi stopped, stroked his hair and looked at them smiling without saying a word.

Kebin felt very strange: "What happened just now?"

Zhizi shrugged, and said as a matter of course: "I suddenly wanted to experience the feeling of running away from orders, so I quickly asked you to slip away—how does it feel to eat Bawang's meal?"

"!!!"

Kirihara's eyes widened and he said, "Go back soon! Forget it, I've lost today, but next time I go to another store, I'll let you guys see it!"

Echizen pressed the brim of his hat: "Tch, it's still far away."

Seeing that Kirihara and the others were about to turn around and go back, Zhizi took a few steps to stop them, but still shook his head and did not speak.

Kebin felt even more strange: "Why do you..."

Zhizi admired their expressions with a smile, a small dimple appeared on the left cheek.

"Wait, Mochizuki-senpai, you've already settled the bill, haven't you?" Echizen suddenly reacted.

Zhizi glanced at him appreciatively, and pressed the brim of his hat in front of him to show his approval.

"What, senior has so many tricks." Kirihara said dissatisfied, "It scared me to death—but I should..."

"Senior's treat for guests today can be regarded as practicing for Kebin." Zhizi laughed.

"Thank you...ah, it seems like my flight is this afternoon?" Kebin suddenly thought of something.

Several people looked at each other.

When they got to the airport, there was still time - so they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Kevin, where did you go?!" Billy rubbed Kempin's head, and Kempin glared at him dissatisfied, but he didn't resist his friend's ravages.

"Let's have a match next time, a complete match." Kirihara recalled their suspended match, and said to Kebin.

Kebin curled his lips: "I also hope to fight again, what does Ryoma think?"

Echizen's expression was very cool: "I am always waiting."

"Hey!"

Zhizi held down Kirihara who was about to explode, and smiled: "Be calm..."

"There is no way to calm down!"

Before leaving, Kebin said again: "I have already apologized to all the schools, and also in the park. I am sorry for causing you trouble."

Zhizi responded, nodded with a smile.

Bu Er turned his head and looked at Zhi Zi's bright red lips with a smile: "What's the color of Mochizuki's lips..."

Zhizi blinked: "Chilli sequelae, calm down."

After a short farewell, the members of the US team are ready to leave, and they will go back to their respective homes.

After sending Kirihara to the train—Shiko was absolutely worried about letting him find the station by himself—according to Tezuka’s words, Echizen should be responsible for sending the senior girl home.

Echizen said slowly: "Senior Mochizuki, I'm sorry, I'm referring to my attitude that day."

Zhizi was not actually angry, and even if he was angry, it would have disappeared a long time ago: "Well—forgive you, as a senior, you must be magnanimous."

"That's good……"

"However, why isn't Mizuki with you?"

"Because she doesn't like senior, and senior doesn't like her either." Echizen stopped and said to Zhizi, "Because Minister Tezuka's words are always right."

Zhizi looked at him in shock, unable to speak for a while.

After a long silence, she said softly, "Thank you."

She appreciates their comments, but has a guilty conscience for the time being.