"The Prince of Tennis" is bound to win

She is destined to be different.

Seiichi Yukimura, who returned to the classroom with a smile on his face and holding a lunch box that was completely different from his style of painting but did not feel inconsistent, was questioned as a matter of course.

"Yukimura-kun, this lunch box?" Masa Hasegawa, who was sitting at the front table, mustered up the courage to stare carefully at the lunch box in the hands of her favorite boy, with an inexplicable expression.

"It's a school girl's lunch box." Seiichi Yukimura explained the source of the lunch box unabashedly, and at the same time let the Huaishun girl in front of him get hit by an arrow in the chest.

"This... so..." Hasegawa Masa lowered her head, the expression on her face couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness, but her voice was a little light, "That's really... congratulations Yukimura-kun..."

Yukimura Seichi didn't try to comfort a girl who had just lost love with a crush, even though he knew that the other party had some vague affection, although he felt a little guilty, he would not comfort those people unprincipled.

If you don't like it, you should simply reject it, and you can't leave the other party with the slightest fantasy. Those who despicably take advantage of a girl's best feelings are scumbags.

Although it will make them sad to refuse, it will make them even more sad if they don't refuse.

Yukimura Seiichi has always thought this way, and he has always done so.

Except for one - the exception.

Adorer.10

Senior, senior, I cook grilled fish for you every day, okay?

Su Woshiqi rushed out of the classroom like the wind almost the moment the teacher announced that the get out of class was over.

"Hello..." Narai Amuro, who hadn't had time to turn her head to the side to routinely ask her tablemate where to eat today, looked at the empty seats around her, and her outstretched hand froze in place.

"Hehe..." After a long while, Narai Amuro smiled sullenly, and suddenly looked out the window.

You are allowed to hook up with Yukimura-senpai?This uncle also hooked up with someone, okay?

The gloomy smile on Narai Amuro's face suddenly disappeared, and replaced with a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze.

She looked at the boy who suddenly appeared at the window, her voice was sweeter than drinking honey.

"Senior Lian Er, good afternoon—"

When Su I Seventeen rushed to Yukimura Seiichi's classroom, a small number of people who stayed in the classroom had already started eating.

Quietly entering the classroom through the back door, the first thing Su Woshiqi did when he walked in front of Yukimura Seiichi was to lower his voice and apologize, "Sorry, Yukimura-senpai kept you waiting, please forgive me."

The appearance of her clasped hands begging for mercy looks very cute, and the silly hair on the top of her head seems to feel the master's heart shaking, which made Yukimura Seiichi couldn't help but laugh.

Calmly deepening the joy in his eyes, Yukimura Seiichi took out his own lunch box and the lunch box Soga Shiqi asked him to keep from the drawer, and stood up.

"Where should I go for dinner? What does my junior sister Su think?" He smiled and looked at the girl next to him who was nearly a head shorter than him.

Unhappily pouting and walking a few steps to the side, Su Wo Shiqi finally had no choice but to raise her head and talk to Yukimura Seiichi, but in the next second she jumped up mysteriously again and turned to Yukimura Seiichi He beckoned and signaled him to lower his head.

Seiichi Yukimura looked at the little meaty hand that kept dangling in his sight, and finally couldn't help but took the opportunity to take a picture of it and touched it.

Mmm, soft and smooth and tender.

A young man who looked very serious on the outside silently evaluated the feeling just now in his heart.

I want to touch it again.

Touching his chin with some pity, Yukimura Seiichi withdrew his thoughts and continued to listen to the mysteriousness of the little girl beside him.

"Senior Yukimura, let's go to the original activity room of the drama club for dinner. I know that no one will come there at noon."

"Huh?" The ending sounded subtly high, and Yukimura Seiichi was rarely motivated to play a prank. He bent his eyes and smiled to point out, "Is it true that no one will come?"

"Enn, of course!" Su Woqiu was really teased by him, and he had a tendency to blow up his hair. He wanted to roll up his sleeves and pat his chest in front of him on the spot to assure him, "I am a member of the drama club. How can the information I said be possible?" It will smash its own brand."

"Oh——" Seiichi Yukimura suddenly bent down, and blinked at her with a smile, "Doesn't that mean that it doesn't matter what my junior sister Su wants to do to me?"

"Why, how could it be..." Su Woshiqi jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face suddenly turned red, but his voice was smaller than that of a newborn kitten, "I , I don't have that kind of plan...well...well, actually there is a little...but just a little!!"

She covered her face and began to speak incoherently.

Seeing her shy and furious appearance, Yukimura Seiichi finally stopped the intention of continuing to play pranks, bent down slightly, and whispered softly in his ear, "Then my junior sister Su, please lead the way, I don't know the place by myself." He opened his eyes Talking nonsense.

The little girl seemed very happy to hear these weak words. Immediately, she raised the corners of her lips undisguisedly, and patted her chest with pride, "Don't worry, senior, I'm here."

"Well, then I'll leave everything to you." Changing the address in his mouth to a more intimate "you", although it is a bit unreasonable, but Yukimura Seiichi saw the defenseless and innocent appearance of the girl around him, so he couldn't bear it. I can't help but want to smile.

Really... If only I could hold it firmly in my hand...

"Senior, senior, I heard that you like grilled fish, right?" Su Wo opened a lunch box as if offering a treasure at seventeen, and there was a box of grilled fish neatly packed inside, "Come, come, don't be polite, please be sure." Let me buy your stomach with food."

Seiichi Yukimura looked at the box full of fried golden and crispy grilled fish, and couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Even if he likes grilled fish, there is no need to make a box.

But looking at the little girl's attentive eyes, Seiichi Yukimura really couldn't bear to say no, so he had no choice but to grab a grilled fish and eat it.

It is delicious, crispy but not too greasy, and the portion is well grasped, all of which are small fish that can be swallowed in one bite.

"How is it? I'm not boasting. Among all the sisters in my family, I'm the only one with the best cooking skills!" Su Wo Shiqi blinked her eyes and asked about the aftertaste, and her expression became inexplicably excited.

"Well, it's delicious. Shiqi seems to have a talent for cooking." Yukimura Seichi changed his name without any trace, but Suwo Shiqi still didn't notice it, and just persuaded him to continue eating more attentively.

Eat! Eat!

Eat! Eat!

Eat! Eat!

So in the end, after the meal was over, both of them had survived.

Unscrupulously touching his slightly bulging belly, Su Woshiqi wished he could just lay down on the ground and take a nap.

Yukimura Seichi beside him was also miserable. He finished a box of meals alone and added half a box of grilled fish. He was overwhelmed by the extra-normal appetite, but he still maintained a gentle smile and looked at almost everyone around him. Su Woshiqi, who was rotten into a puddle of mud and lying on the table, made a proposal.

"It's hard to eat too much stomach, let's go for a walk, it's not good to sit all the time." Yukimura Seichi found a reason for himself wanting to digest food, and looked at the struggling girl beside him with his head up .

Su Woshiqi struggled to choose the former between the two choices of "spend more time with Senior Yukimura" and "make yourself more comfortable for a while".

"Okay... okay." She frowned pitifully and agreed, "But let's go to the sink to clean the lunch box first."

"sure."

At this moment, Su Wo Shiqi is washing lunch boxes in front of the sink, a very virtuous wife and loving mother.

The cold tap water made my hands icy cold, Su Wo Shiqi's curled hair was very cheerful and took out a tissue to wipe the lunch box clean, and then repacked it to its original shape.

"Senior, let's go." She looked at Yukimura Seiichi with a smile while holding the lunch box.

"Yeah." He responded, and pulled out a handkerchief from his school uniform pocket, "Wipe your hands clean, it's not uncomfortable if they're wet."

"Ah...thank you, senior." Su Woshiqi didn't hesitate, but took the handkerchief and wiped off the water stains on his hands, then hid it in the pocket of the school uniform without blushing, and gave it to him. I found a legitimate excuse for my behavior, "I have already used this handkerchief, and I will return another one to senior tomorrow, don't worry."

"No... I'm not worried..." He squeezed his eyebrows with some headaches, Yukimura Seiichi couldn't tell what he was feeling, but seeing the little girl so legitimately handing over her own things as her own, In the bottom of my heart, I still can't laugh or cry.

"Then it's okay, don't worry, I will pay it back." Su Woqiu nodded sincerely to Yukimura Seichi, and then prepared to cover up the stolen goods, "Then goodbye, Yukimura-senpai, I hope to be with you tomorrow Let's have lunch together."

"Goodbye." Looking at the back of the girl who left without hesitation, Seiichi Yukimura couldn't help touching his face, wondering whether his charm was too small, and even a handkerchief was more important than himself.

Adorer.11

Lang came riding a bamboo horse, halfway...was crushed by the village

Today's Su Woshiqi is not very happy.

Because she heard bad news.

It is said that a beautiful girl will be transferred from the third grade today, and the other party is actually Senior Yukimura's childhood sweetheart.

Thinking of this, Su Woshiqi couldn't help biting the handkerchief.

She looked at the hands that she wanted to return to Senior Yukimura, but at this moment