I didn't expect you to be such a bear Er!

Fujisuke likes exciting things, whether it is tennis or food, only when the body and mind are extremely beating can he feel sincere pleasure.

So wasabi sushi is sincerely loved by Fujisuke.

"Sure enough, no matter how many times I watch it, I'm still amazed by your extraordinary hobbies..."

Tilting her head and looking at Fuji Zhouzhu who was feasting, Qiandai said helplessly.

"If it weren't for Qiandai's poor health, I really want Qiandai to taste such a delicacy in the world."

After finishing the last piece of sushi, Fujisuke licked his lips, which became more and more bright red and soft under the twilight.

Qian Dai turned her eyes away, and said softly: "Thank you again for your kindness. But such a good thing, you can only enjoy it."

"Yes, what a pity."

Bu Er said with regret.

"Ha ha."

The park under the setting sun has thin golden red and oil-green leaves, and under such red, it becomes softer and softer.

Not far away, there were children's playful laughter, which became more and more warm and joyful.

"Are you still worried?"

Qiandai looked up at the red clouds in the sky, like burning flames, like this blazing youth.

"I was a little worried at first. But when I saw Qiandai, I felt that these were nothing."

Bu Er also looked up at the vast sky, his voice was as gentle as ever, but softer.

"Could it be possible for me to worry you more?"

Deliberately misinterpreted words, joking tone.

"Well, yes. So with Qiandai here, it will always fill my heart and make me careless about other things."

Serious tone, gentle look.

There was a soft and sweet atmosphere like cotton candy spreading around, Qiandai looked at Fuji Zhousuke fixedly, her heart beating like a drum.

"Besides, I think my worries are unfounded. After all, how could Eiji and Oishi have a rift over such a trivial matter?"

Suddenly, Buer opened his mouth, breaking the weird atmosphere, then he stood up and stretched, "Okay, we should go. It's getting late, Qiandai."

Qian Dai, who lowered her eyes, heard the words, but responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Is it still not enough?

She lowered her head and let the shadow cover her, so she didn't see the tenderness and firmness in the eyes of the young man standing in front of her who wrapped her shadow.

In the first match of the Kanto Tournament, Aigaku faced Ice Emperor.

When Fuji told Qiandai the news, Qiandai told Fuji very seriously: "Kego Atobe is a very gorgeous person. So Fuji, simple people like us must stay away from him oh."

Buer was a little surprised, he chuckled: "Why does Qiandai say that... Does Qiandai know Atobe?"

As soon as these words came out, Qiandai's face turned pale, "Well, it is. My parents and Atobe's parents are family friends.

The Nishikori family is a family of scholars handed down from generation to generation. Although their wealth is not as deep as that of the Atobe family, the origin of family learning

Nor is it comparable to a commercial aristocrat like Atobe.

Therefore, the Nishikori family relies on power, while the Atobe family relies on wealth. As family friends, the two complement each other and benefit each other.

But Qiandai and Atobe Keigo are not familiar with each other.

To be honest, the only one or two encounters are not too good memories.

Thinking of the rose petals that filled the sky as soon as the eldest young master came out, thinking of the fat and hygienic Tuijiu of himself and his mother, um, forgive her for not being able to compliment that gorgeous young master.

Probably because he understood the habits of Master Atobe, Fuji understood very well and did not continue to ask, but said in a low voice: "Today I tested it... Tezuka's elbow is not healed."

Qiandai was silent for a moment, thinking of the extraordinary sense of responsibility of Minister Bingshan, and what Dr. Ogata said in the hospital, she said: "It's normal. Shouldn't you know about it, Tezuka?" That temper."

"Yeah, I knew it a long time ago. But I still feel a little uncomfortable."

The low voice is like the melancholy tune of a violin.

Qiandai thought for a while and said, "So Fuer should replace Tezuka?"

Bu Er sighed, looking helplessly at Qian Dai: "Do you think it's possible, smart Qian Dai?"

Qiandai was silent, she did ask a stupid question.

"I told Tezuka today to arrange for me to fight with Jiro."

After a moment of silence, he changed the subject.

"Ci Lang? Some familiar."

Qiandai pointed her finger at her chin.

"The one who defeated Yuta."

Fuji laughed.

"So...you want to avenge Yuta?"

Qiandai laughed.

Buer nodded earnestly: "Yes, of course the elder brother will support the younger brother."

"Ah."

With a smirk, Qiandai shook her head helplessly: "It's really a brother-in-law."

The author has something to say: This is tomorrow's update, if I don't update tomorrow...

After all, I've been very busy these days, and I have to practice all the time. Don't think that the baby is dishonest.

☆、Chapter43, Victory