beauty harem net king

"How? How?" He fixed his eyes on the bowl in Ryoma's hand, watched him finish the bowl slowly, closed his eyes and licked the corner of his mouth in satisfaction, feeling greatly disappointed.

"Well, madamadadane!"

"Hehe~" Khan, brat, why are you still serving a second bowl when it's so ordinary?

"Hey! Brat, give me some!" Uncle Echizen looked at Ryoma eagerly, with a greedy look on his face.

"YADA!" Ryoma simply put down the bowl and picked up the thermos to drink.

"What? Brat, you drank a big bowl, why don't you give me some. Save some!!" Uncle Echizen angrily started a battle between Ryoma and Ryoma.

"Meow~" Just as Nanako and I were watching the battle between the two with relish, a meow sounded next to my ears, and a soft paw rested on my hand. Looking down, Karubin used his furry head Rubbed me, stuck out his tongue and licked his paws, acting coquettishly.

"Come on." With both hands, he lifted Carubin into his arms and scratched its head. A certain cat stretched comfortably and found a comfortable position to lie down.

"Carubin?" Ryoma watched in surprise as Carubin slipped into my arms, not noticing that the soup was snatched away by the uncle.

"Meow~" Karubin lazily opened one eye and glanced at Ryoma, without any intention of getting up.

"Haha, it's delicious, brat, Muzi's soup is pretty good."

"Old man!! You stole my soup!!" Ryoma regained consciousness, and found that the soup in his hand had been drunk by Echizen, his eyes widened.

"Haha, it's okay, teenagers, don't get excited, just let Muzi do another job for you, right, Muzi?"

"Ah? What?" Playing with Carubin's soft fur, when the uncle called me, he looked up at the two people standing in front of him blankly, "Huh? Ryoma, are you feeling unwell? Why are you blushing?"

"It's nothing, thank you for the soup." Longma glared at his old man threateningly: "Stinky old man, talking nonsense, fortunately Muzi didn't hear it."

Uncle Echizen shrugged casually: Hello!I'm helping you, teenager!Really, Muzi came to our house early in the morning to bring you soup, and you didn't show it, and asked me to help the old man.

snort!Troublesome, I will solve my own affairs.Ryoma turned his head, stopped looking at Nanjiro, and said, "Muzi, play golf with me."

"Playing ball? Good!"

After Ryoma walked to the Buddhist temple where Uncle Echizen rang the bell in the animation, Ryoma sat on the bamboo chair and watched me pat the position beside me.

"Ryoma?! Aren't you playing ball?" Looking at him in puzzlement, he leaned back in the chair enjoying himself.

"The soup that Muzi sent in the morning is delicious." Long Ma squinted his eyes slightly, and didn't answer my question directly.

What does "Oh~" mean?It's strange to talk without front or back.

"What kind of person does Muzi think I am?"

"Well, Ryoma, you, hehe, you are a very cruel person on the surface, but you are actually a very cute person."

"Is~really? Then~do you like~people with such a personality?" There was an indiscernible tremor in the voice.

"I like it, but if I don't like it, why does Ryoma bring soup here early in the morning?" At this time, I didn't notice the flash of light in Ryoma's eyes.

"Really? Really?"

"Well, I like Ryoma the same as I like other members of the tennis club. Momo's innocence, Eiji's coquettishness, Oishi's nagging, Aron's honesty, Kaidou's shyness, Fuji..."

"I see." Huh?What do you know?I was pointing at everyone with my fingers one by one, but Ryoma stood up and interrupted me.

"Muzi, let's play." After speaking, he walked directly to the court, but there was an unconcealable loneliness in his voice.

"Oh~" Inexplicably staring at Ryoma's back for a while, he didn't understand why Ryoma was so lonely.Shaking my head, why bother me, maybe it's just my auditory hallucination.I comforted myself in my heart.