[Net King] That man?The girl!

Although stern words (?) rejected Fuji, taking a shower after being injured was indeed a lot more troublesome than usual. When I finally finished washing, I went back to the bedroom. Book.

I looked at the genius of Qingxue, and I almost couldn't hold back my head and laughed. Because of my height, my pajamas were a little too big for him, and the legs of the trousers were rolled up. I sat on the bedside and read a book. Well-bred, cute and outrageously cute.

Fortunately, it is short-sleeved trousers, otherwise wouldn't the cuffs have to be rolled?

Sure enough, height has been a sharp weapon since ancient times, and the cute thing is the height difference.

Wait, what am I thinking...

Hearing the sound of me coming in, Buer raised his head from the book, his squinted eyes bent like crescent moons, "Did you wash?"

"Ah." I agreed.

"Is the wound okay?"

"It's okay, just be careful not to get wet." It's mainly the scratches on the legs, and it's okay if the others get wet.

Bu Er nodded reassuringly, then raised the book in his hand to me, "Sorry, I took your book without authorization."

"It's okay, just look at it." Because there will be other people from the tennis club to play, so there is nothing strange in my room. The only small book that cannot be seen is safely pressed in the compartment of my tennis bag. "How do you feel?"

"It's a very interesting book." Fu stroked the side of the book with his second hand. "I've only heard this book mentioned before, but I haven't read it yet. I just read the beginning. It's more interesting than I imagined."

"Take it and read it if you like it," I said generously, "I've already finished watching it."

"Then I won't be polite," Fuji thanked with a smile, "I'll return it to you after reading."

"Don't worry, just take your time."

Fuji closed the book, "Then go to bed early, you are a patient and need more rest."

"it is good."

My bed is big enough for two people to sleep without cramping. After lying down, the first sentence of Bu Er's question made me stunned for a moment.

The young man's clear voice echoed in the darkness, very pleasant to hear, he asked, "Is Kirihara okay?"

"Well, very good." Xiaokelp, who is alive and kicking every day and shouts that he wants to become Lihai University's No. 1, who often does wrong things and is beaten by Sanada, and then quickly revives, is very good.

However, why did Fuji think of asking Kirihara?

"You attach great importance to him," Fuji said with an unknown smile, "I didn't expect you to defend him without hesitation when we met before the final of the Kanto Competition."

'It's alive and well, I said it a long time ago, I was settled by Qiu Hou, girl. '

'You won't die if you don't speak. '

"If Chi is also from Qingxue, you will do the same," he is not only a junior who has high hopes in the tennis club of the same school and must protect him outside, but also a younger brother who occasionally wants to beat him, but is actually very cute, " It's like you questioned Akaya during the game and defended Echizen."

Kirihara injured Echizen's knee in a private match earlier.Fuji made a judgment from the movement of Kirihara dodging his knees, and opened his eyes angrily.Although the action of attacking back did not intend to attack Kirihara's knee at all, it still surprised the unfazed Kombu.

"Hehe," Fuji smiled, and finally got through this paragraph, "Before Kirihara started the match with me, you were the senior you were talking about, right?"

"Yeah." The result of telling Xiao Haidai a few words before the game.

Fuji laughed very happily, and his laughter was very sweet, "Kirihara said he valued my senior, does Feng value me?"

"..." How should I answer this? It seems wrong to say that I attach great importance to it, and it seems even more wrong to say that I don't take it seriously.

"Don't answer, are you shy again?" Fuji turned over, although he couldn't see it in the dark, he could still feel someone's prank factor ready to move again.

"Don't always say strange things." I completely ignored him.

Fuji smiled again, "Sorry, sorry, but I think I can understand why you value Kirihara so much. His will is very tenacious, and his dedication to victory is also amazing. I also understood the game I played with him. Quite a few things."

In fact, Fuji had admired Kirihara at the end of that match, he was not a gentle person to everyone, the subtle but real hostility when we first met could explain the problem.

"You are a very good opponent, and Akaya has surpassed the limit." Li Haida's next minister is also growing at an alarming rate.

Buer didn't smile this time, and after a while, he spoke again, "You, really want to compete with me?"

"Why do you ask?" Do I really want to compete with you, you... should know.

"I think it's a little strange. I always thought that you are not obsessed with winning. In the club in Tokyo, before forming a doubles with me, many people were said to have beaten you, and the weight on your hands and feet has never been lifted. Let's go down."

I couldn’t see at all in the dark, so I raised the corners of my mouth, “Aren’t you too?” It’s worse than me, I was deliberately cultivated by human beings, and you really don’t care about winning or losing, no, not so much about winning or losing. Care about, "Or, what you enjoy is the excitement of the game itself." The genius of Qingxue, who is also a sensitive and unpredictable figure, controls the rhythm of the game and enjoys the thrill of pushing the opponent to the limit in the game.

Sometimes self-willed, like a child.

"That's right, that's what I always thought. I don't care about winning or losing that much, but later I realized that I seemed to be wrong."

"The game with Akaya," although it was a question, but I didn't mean to ask, "It's hard to imagine, how can someone who can't see at all continue to compete, but you did it." So, I am here I wonder if I can also do what Sanada said: keep moving forward.

"Did you realize that I couldn't see?"

"Well, your movements were messed up for a moment." I don't remember how many times we played together, it was too familiar.

"You have really keen observation skills," Buer chuckled, "Speaking of which, you haven't lost a game since last year's national competition, and your strength...is unfathomable."

"It's too exaggerated." Not only did he lose a game, but he was also slapped.

"Speaking of which, I've never seen you play a game seriously. You didn't even try your best in the game with the third-year seniors of Qingxue when we first met."

"Before the finals of the Kanto Tournament, I have never seen you look serious." I paused, "You said that Chiya's dedication to victory is amazing, but you can beat him, in addition to your skills, you also have to fight against him." The persistence to win." In addition to strength, there is also the competition and contest of mental power.

Bu Er was silent for a moment, "Yes, I always thought that I would not be serious, but I never thought that I could be serious and play for victory."

I was also silent for a while before opening my mouth again, "We are all growing up to different degrees, no two." Although I couldn't see my expression, my voice was full of seriousness, "You don't want to see the growth What kind of me will I be in the future, don't you want to fight with me like this?"

The author has something to say: I really like this chapter, I especially like that sentence by Feng Wen~