[Comprehensive] There are always big guys who covet my abilities

"Baishi-kun...today's game was very exciting, I am very happy to have a practice match with you Shitianbaoji." Wen Run's voice sounded behind me, and I turned to look at Yukimura and Sanada who did not know when they gathered around me Behind them, they all looked at the tennis club members at Sitianbao Temple opposite.

I rubbed my chin and looked them up and down a few times, not to mention...the poses are quite handsome, and the eyes of the fans shouting cheers in the distance are almost bursting with red hearts.

"I'm also very happy to have a practice match with King Tatekai," Shiraishi held out his hand to Yukimura, "and I also hope that we can compete in a real match."

Seeing this posture, I silently moved a few steps to the side, saying that it is better to stand aside if the gods are fighting with the little ones.

Yukimura held Shiraishi's hand with a bright smile and said firmly, "Lihai's three consecutive champions will never have dead ends."

Shiraishi also smiled heartily at Yukimura and slightly increased his strength: "Really? We also have a lot of rising stars in Sitianbao Temple... After all, the winner is the king."

"That's right...then let the strength prove who is the champion of the national competition." You laugh and I laugh too, and the smile is brighter than yours.

The breeze blew across Yukimura and Shiraishi, and the cherry tree dropped a few pink petals. The two teenagers looked at each other affectionately... as if they were the only two left in the world.

"..." I looked at the hands of the two ministers who hadn't let go for a minute, and then looked at the thunderous fire caused by their eye contact...cough!No... It's the fighting spirit that caused everything in the world to change color.

I can't help but sigh...Master God~ I finally understand how the creatures like rot girls are produced. The two teenagers in front of me are sunny and bright and the other is slender and weak. They look at my heart It seems that I can't control it, I have to think in a crooked way... I can't even pull it back.

"Then that's it for today. Our Lihai University is waiting for you in the national competition." Yukimura took the lead in loosening the tennis club sportswear jacket that was tightly draped around his body. I frowned when I watched his movements... Yukimura The senior doesn't seem to be in good physical condition today.

"I will definitely not disappoint your expectations. See you in the national competition." Shiraishi took a step back and waved to Yukimura, and then led the team to leave.

"It's so good~" Marui watched the backs of the people in Sitianbao Temple leaving and blew out a green bubble.

"Che... If you dare to compete with me, I will dye them red!" Kirihara looked eager to try, as if he really wanted to compete with them now.

Sanada glanced at Yukimura, pulled down the brim of his hat and looked at everyone in the tennis club with a dark face: "You must not relax! Tachikai has three consecutive victories..."

Everyone was shocked and straightened their postures, the absolute confidence displayed on their faces was obvious, but they all said in unison: "There is absolutely no dead angle!"

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As the sun was setting, I looked at Yazhi who had packed up his things and walked in front of me. I unconsciously turned my head and glanced at him suspiciously.

This guy never talks about his girlfriend for ten thousand years, could it be... Hey!Hello!Hold on tight, Hasegawa confidante, he's your older brother...It seems a little bad to doubt him like this, but Yagyu-senpai doesn't seem to have a girlfriend either...

They are doubles partners and often play cross-dressing games. I heard that there will be some kind of psychological connection between the partners... The strange pair of partners in Sitianbao Temple also often touches and touches each other. Could it be...

"Looking at me like this...what are you thinking?" Yazhi put his hands on the top of my head and rubbed my hair vigorously. I didn't need to look at me to know that I must have been tortured by him and turned into a chicken coop.

Squeezing Masaharu's hand off, he rolled his eyes indecently, I can't tell you that I'm wondering if you like boys~ "I'm thinking about how I can make you cry bitterly, hugging My thigh begs for mercy...it hurts!"

Before I finished speaking, I was lightly flicked on the head. Masaharu put his arms around my shoulders and said to me in a foolish manner: "Girl...do you know? I am a so-called fraudster. In this world, I can Until my person is not born yet."

I curled my lips in disdain and walked forward: "Don't bully me for being stupid...just a fraudster on the court."

"Dede..." Yazhi took off the shoulder bag I was carrying with a long leg and carried it on his shoulder. "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Curry rice," I didn't realize until after I finished speaking. He usually asked me what this sentence usually means... "Are you not going home today?"

"Called home and said I won't be going back today," Masaharu raised the corner of his mouth to reveal a wicked smile, and his green eyes looked at me a little seductively, but in my opinion, when he showed this expression, it meant that he was out of breath "Besides, didn't someone say that he would take care of me at night~"

After Yazhi finished speaking, Sa Yazi ran forward, the corners of my mouth twitched wildly, listening to his words, I had goose bumps on my arms, eh~ it was like a chill.

But since Masaharu wants to get a pump, I can't let him down, so I immediately chased him with a smirk: "Nio Masaharu! See if I won't smoke you today!"

There is a room in my house for Yazhi, just opposite to my room, and there is a study room between us. Although it is called a study room, there are not many books, but there are quite a lot of sundries. I can store any messy things. In the study.

After my mother left, Yazhi lived in my house for two days every now and then. He even said that he was afraid that I would live alone, and that no one would collect my body when I died. For this kind of rhetoric, I express... Can you hope that I will be better? !

When I caught up with Yazhi, he was standing at the entrance of the supermarket and looked at me with a smirk on his face. I bent down and took a breath, and when I felt better, I stood up and gave him a thumbs up: "You're lucky this time!"

"Please." Yazhi gestured to me to invite me in.

"Thank you~" I tilted my head and smiled at him, then walked in.

Masaharu and I once agreed that all squabbling will be cancelled, as long as we go shopping in the supermarket, otherwise whoever does it will pay...Of course, if neither party does anything, Masaharu will pay the bill. Don't admire my self-control. I haven't bought a single order since I was a child.

Yazhi pushed the shopping cart to pick and choose in front of him, and I followed him boredly, wait a minute... I returned to the shelf I just passed, and I was a little entangled in looking at the various flavors of lollipops on the shelf.

I picked up a grape-flavored lollipop and put it on the tip of my nose to smell it. The smell of grapes makes me want to eat it... "Although I am on a diet now, I don't seem to be very fat..."

Picked up another strawberry-flavored one and said to himself: "Now my weight doesn't seem to have anything to do with being fat... Masaharu said a few days ago that I'm a thin type, um... just take a few less .”

"..." Looking at the orange-flavored lollipop in front of me, I picked up one, "How about... save it for later?"

Then I completely let go of myself, in the unconscious?Among them, I took a large pack of mixed flavor lollipops.

When I happily found Yazhi with a large pack of assorted lollipops in my arms, my happy mood was instantly destroyed by the bucket of cold water poured on my head.

There is no other reason. Yazhi in front of me is holding two onions in his hand and comparing them. He seems to be thinking about which one to buy.As adults, we definitely don't want any of them!

I walked over slowly, and the only reason I had left was to gently put the lollipop in my arms into the shopping cart, and by the way, I found a potato in the shopping cart.

"Ahem...!" I cleared my throat to attract someone's attention, and as expected, Masaharu turned around with an onion in both hands and asked me suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

I raised the potato and pointed it at him, with absolute seriousness and justice on my face: "Listen, the gangsters on the other side, you are surrounded... put down the hostages immediately, or I will suppress you by force!"

Yazhi looked at the onion in his hand and was silent for a moment, then looked at me with caring eyes: "If you want to threaten me, can you use a decent weapon? Carrots are more deterrent than potatoes."

I looked back at him with mentally retarded eyes: "What do you know? A carrot is at most a gun, but a potato is different... This is a landmine, don't you know?"

"..." Masaharu looked at me blankly, obviously not expecting potatoes to have such a use.

I said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, put down the hostages quickly...or I will throw potatoes over and make you an African in seconds!"

"But... curry doesn't taste good without onions."

"For me, the curry without onion is the best curry in the world!"

Yazhi rejected me with a righteous face: "Picky eating is a bad habit, I'm helping you get rid of it."

"Heh..." I sneered and folded my arms around my chest, "Someone seems to be pickier than me."

"...Let's go buy meat first." Yazhi put down the onion in his hand with a frustrated face, and pushed the shopping cart forward, and I immediately followed him with a smile on my face.

"Lollipop gift pack—didn't you say that lollipops should be given up to gain weight?"

"But didn't you say a few days ago that I am a thin girl? Since I am a thin girl, it doesn't matter if I lose weight or not..."

"Oh... I said it a few days ago," Masaharu looked back at me, "I meant...you are the type who wants to have a face but no face, and a figure but no figure, which is referred to as the thin type. "

"..." Should I be happy that you said I was thin, or angry that you said I have no figure.

Leaning on the freezer and looking at Masaharu who was picking beef with his back turned to me, he hesitated for a moment before asking the question in his heart: "Is Mr. Yukimura feeling unwell?"

Masaharu looked back at me in surprise and asked, "Have you read Yukimura's heart?"

"How is it possible!" Throwing a bag of loose popcorn chicken out of the freezer into the shopping cart, "I'm not the kind of person who casually peeks into other people's hearts."

"Then why are you asking me that?"

"Oh!" I scratched my head irritably, "It's just... I saw Yukimura-senpai tightening his coat today, and his face didn't look good..."

Masaharu threw the beef in his hand into the car, gave me a complicated look and said, "Xingimura tightened his coat and you asked him if he was not feeling well, and when I tightened his coat you asked me if I was going to have a convulsion again. The difference in treatment is too great!"

"Because Yukimura-senpai is not too normal compared to you." Knowing that Masaharu was changing the subject, I stopped asking, and took out a bag of chicken wings from the freezer and threw it into the shopping cart.

"Yukimura has Guillain-Barré Syndrome, and he has decided to be hospitalized." Masaharu walked to me and put the chicken wings and chicken popcorn I just picked up back into the freezer. "There have been bad rumors about chicken recently. Let's eat."

"Athlete's natural enemy..." I looked at Masaharu in surprise, this kind of disease... Yukimura-senpai's condition doesn't seem to be good.

After dinner in the evening, I sat on the sofa and admired Caiqian's stern profile on the phone, but it seemed that because of today's farce, I didn't feel any waves in my heart when I looked at Caiqian's photo.

"Tsk..." He clicked his tongue in displeasure, selected all the photos taken today, and pressed the delete button.

After holding the mobile phone, I didn't know what to do. I sat on the sofa for a while, scratching my head irritably...

Then he plunged into the kitchen and cleaned up the bowls and plates that Masaharu had put in the sink.

Then he walked back to the bedroom with Masaji's shocked and hellish eyes, threw himself on the quilt and rubbed...

A great philosopher once said that it is right to go to sleep when you don't know what to do. I have always pursued the spirit of carrying out this sentence.