Internet King's Future Life

He asked himself, but this kind of thing cannot be answered simply by asking himself.

But...you can't compare it with others, right?

This won't work!

Just thinking about it made him feel embarrassed, but what should he do?

Could it be... to communicate with other people?

The thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but picture the faces of the people being selected for the tennis club - well, the innocent faces.

Tezuka:······

Forget it, everyone seems to be inexperienced, so don’t embarrass them!

Of course, another reason is that he doesn't want to be their talking point!

So, after each idea was rejected, Tezuka could only think hard on his own.

But after all, this is a field that he is unfamiliar with or completely unfamiliar with. There is almost no experience to draw on (of course, TV series are not counted, and he has not watched many TV series!) to provide him with clues. Therefore, Tezuka, who is helpless, After thinking about it all night, I couldn't come up with anything, so I fell asleep in a daze.

Although his sleep was not very restful - he was still thinking about countermeasures in his dream, but his biological clock still made him wake up on time when the sky was slightly light.

The time for getting up was even earlier than usual. The hour hand had just reached the "6" position. Tezuka had already opened his eyes and his brain had regained consciousness.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face in an orderly manner, then going out for a morning run, eating today's breakfast, and helping Caicai clear away the leftovers, the hour hand just slowly reached the "7" position.

Tezuka glanced at the alarm clock and saw that it was still early, so he took out his racket and walked to his usual place at home.

Caicai turned around and was about to leave the kitchen when she saw her son walking towards the back yard with a tennis racket, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Guoguang, aren't you going to school today?"

Since his son came back, he is as tired as an office worker every day, no, even more tired than an office worker!

People work from 9 to 5 to make a living, but Tezuka works from 7 to 8 for tennis!

At this point, shouldn't he be carrying his ever-present tennis bag and going to school? Why are you still at home today?

Tezuka shook his head: "No, I'll go later!"

He didn't forget that Xue Nai promised him yesterday that she would go to school with him.

Of course, he knew that seven o'clock was not too early for him, but for a certain girl, this was probably the time to sleep in. Therefore, in order to prevent her from making excuses not to go later, Tezuka decided to go there in two hours she.

Tezuka had no intention of just wasting the two hours of waiting. It would have been better to just practice his swing at home.

Tezuka explained. After hearing that he still had to go to school, Ayana didn't ask any more questions and let him go to the backyard to practice his swing.

However, the obviously boring swing practice made Tezuka particularly absent-minded today. He didn't know whether it was because he didn't sleep well last night, or because he was still troubled by what Yukina said yesterday.

Tezuka sighed, put down the tennis racket in his hand, and decided to take a break for the time being.

Such careless practice has no meaning at all.

He walked into the eaves and came to the front of the cat house in the room.

A few months have passed. The originally skinny little kitten has grown up a lot. When he first came here, he pretended to be smart and well-behaved. As he became more and more familiar with this strange place, he became more and more lively and playful. Noisy nature.

When Tezuka holds it, he often behaves well at first, but then when the kitten finds that he is easier to bully, he will stretch out the tips of his nails and deliberately hook his clothes, or lightly scratch his skin, carrying it with him. Badly provocative.

Moreover, the kitten often jumps out of their arms and climbs around the room wildly when they relax their vigilance.

Of course, kittens are not simply evil, they are very good at watching. Whenever one of them shows a little bit of anger, the kitten will cautiously approach them, purring "meow, meow, meow" and nuzzling them until it notices. They were no longer angry and ran away happily.

It’s so infuriating and funny!

At this moment, this "love-hate" kitten is nestling quietly on the second floor of the cat house, purring and sleeping.

Even so, when Tezuka looked over, it immediately caught his attention.

The head that was curled up under the abdomen immediately stood up, and with the unique sensitivity of a cat, he looked at Tezuka with sharp eyes.

Thinking it was an intruder, he didn't expect it to be its little master. The sharpness in the kitten's eyes immediately disappeared, and he let out a perfunctory "meow", as if he was lazily saying "good morning", and then hid his head again. Return to the abdomen and continue its sleep.

Tezuka looked a little want to laugh, thinking, if he had just gone to see Yukina, Yukina would be like this, lazily saying hello to him, and then immediately falling asleep again.

Seeing that the kitten was too lazy to pay attention to him, Tezuka didn't take it seriously. He didn't think about going in and teasing it, but continued to observe the kitten through the glass.

Speaking of which, they haven't given this cat a name since it's been in his house for so long.

The reason why he didn't name it in the early stage was because he felt that the cat belonged to Schnee, so naturally he couldn't name it on his behalf. After he confirmed that the cat was at his home, he went to Germany because of a hand injury.

Of course, the mother could actually choose the name in the middle, but I don’t know what went wrong. The mother, who obviously likes the kitten very much, still refuses to name it, so she has to let him do it.

So, I just put it off and put it off, until today.

This cat, which has been in his home for a long time, still doesn't have its own name.

Tezuka's eyes fell on the little orange cat curled up in a ball, and he couldn't help but murmured to himself: "What should you call it?"

To be honest, the task of naming was really difficult for him.

"Call you, Xuena?" The sudden thought made him couldn't help but laugh and murmured in a low voice, "In this case, someone should be angry!"

It is conceivable that if the girl knew about it, she would stare at those blue almond eyes, full of accusations against him, as if saying "Why does the cat have the same name as her?"

Although it was very interesting just thinking about it, Tezuka stopped his bad thoughts.

Well, although he doesn't understand it very well, he still knows that he should try not to do things like making his girlfriend angry.

"So, what should I call you?"

His knuckled fingers unconsciously traced lightly on the glass, as if he was still unwilling to give up the name so easily. After that, Tezuka's name was almost the same as before.

"Xuexue? Nana?"

Finally, after careful consideration, he decided to call the kitten "Xuexue". As for "Nana", there should be a chance to call it "Nana" to someone, right?