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In a moment.

Everyone blinked and looked at Kitagawa.

"Go on, go on~"

"Senior Kirihara is a little sleepy."

"It doesn't matter."

Kitagawa said to everyone happily while holding the collar behind Kirihara Akaya's neck.

There is no way.

As Kirihara Akaya became more and more courageous, his heart became more and more open, and he stopped wasting time.

This guy became more and more talkative.

"As the saying goes, raising people is like raising flowers, and junior Kitagawa has raised a big morning glory~"

"Maybe the half hour I went to the hospital was destined to this day."

Looking at this scene.

Jackal Kuwahara sighed.

"Kuwahara."

"I find that your little mouth has also begun to poison."

Niou Masaharu on the side couldn't help but smacked his lips.

It seems that he is still worried about the so-called image copyright fee.

The next moment.

"Asshole!"

"What did you give that morning glory to drink just now?"

"Is it wine?!"

Mifune Nyudo, whose face was still dark in the last second, was about to stare at him.

He asked with an impatient expression.

There was no way.

He liked to drink. He hadn't drunk a drop of wine for seven or eight days, and he didn't know how many times he had rinsed the wine gourd with water.

At this moment, when he saw a glass of liquid, he immediately thought it was wine.

"What are you talking about~"

"This is not wine, it's just a drink."

"If you want to drink it, I can get you a bottle."

Hearing this.

Kitagawa's mouth slightly raised a meaningful smile.

At first glance, he seemed particularly sunny.

Bo!

"No way!"

"This is not... um... gurgle gurgle..."

Just when Marui Bunta was about to exclaim that Kitagawa was going to give Mifune Nyudo a bottle of red water worth $10,000.

Kitagawa scored twice and gave Marui Bunta another bottle directly.

Then, like Kirihara Akaya, he tilted his head and fainted.

"Ah..."

"Another bubble gum."

"Sooner or later, I will get constipated..."

The jackal Kuwahara quickly supported Marui Bunta.

Then he sighed deeply.

At this moment, everyone in Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School should know that if they have a little bit of brains.

Kitagawa is going to blackmail him.

"Oh!"

"Minors cannot drink!"

"Really, give me a bottle!!!"

The alcohol bug has already taken over his mind, and Mifune Nyudo doesn't care about anything else.

After muttering a few words with a distressed look on his face, he came to Kitagawa.

"It's the last bottle."

"Take your time and drink it. Don't get drunk."

He took out the last bottle of Chishui from his pocket with a smile and put it in the palm of Mifune Nyudo's hand.

"Tsk!"

"I drink more wine than you, a bastard, eat salt."

Pooh!

Gulp...

With almost no hesitation.

Mifune Nyudo drank it in one gulp.

"!!!"

"This wine is a bit sticky..."

He said slowly.

He sat down on the ground with a plop.

Then he burped for a long time.

[No way? ! ]

[Did you really drink it as wine? ]

[And you got a little tipsy? ]

The people who knew what Chishui was like had their eyes widened.

They all admired him.

"Burp~!"

"This wine... not only makes your tongue tingle..."

"It also makes your heart burn."

After talking to himself for a few sentences, Mifune Nyudo stood up in a slightly tipsy state.

Then he walked towards the referee's seat.

"The old drunkard hasn't drunk for a long time. After drinking something, he will be drunk."

"For example, a chef or a home chef who cooks for a long time may suffer from headaches, chest tightness, itchy eyes, tinnitus and other symptoms if he is exposed to a lot of oil smoke for a long time. This phenomenon is called "drunken oil."

"It is because the harmful substances in the oil smoke have a similar effect on the human body to drunkenness."

"There are also cases of drunken water and so on."

The next moment.

Yanagi Renji reacted.

He immediately whispered to everyone.

And this is one of the reasons why Kitagawa gave it to Mifune Nyudo.

"Who will play in the next game?"

At this time.

The slightly tipsy Mifune Nyudo looked at the three people of Oni Jujiro.

He asked with a hint of urging.

"Let me do it."

Hearing this.

Yamato Yuta smiled directly.

Then he took the racket and walked to the side of the court.

Seeing this.

"Finally it's my turnIt's my turn."

"If I remember correctly."

"This is the first official match since the start of the school."

With a slight smile.

Yanagi Renji also walked towards the court.

It's not that he is not strong.

On the contrary.

As one of the three giants of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School, Yanagi Renji is terrifyingly strong.

That's why he didn't play when the personnel were arranged before.

In the final analysis, he still wants to collect as much data as possible, including the data of his teammates, hoping to make his data tennis evolve.

As for why he took the initiative to take part in this game.

In fact, he just wanted to collect the basic data of the magic players.

"I don't know how strong Renji is now..."

Looking at Yanagi Renji who has already walked onto the court, Yukimura Seiichi couldn't help but whispered.

"When the data reaches an astonishing level."

"Even if there are shortcomings."

"That is an extremely difficult existence to deal with! "

Sanada Genichirō, who came up with high spirits and returned with disappointment, said in a deep voice.

Let's not talk about the off-court.

At this moment.

Looking at each other across the net.

The tipsy old man Mifune Nyudo also started the guessing session.

As for Yanagi Renji and Yamato Yuta, they didn't say a word.

After all, to be honest.

The two really don't have much in common.

"End of the game."

"The squinty-eyed boy serves."

"The game begins! "

As soon as he finished speaking.

Yanagi Renji tapped the tennis ball a few times and then threw it into the air.

Bend your knees to accumulate strength, jump up, swing the racket fiercely, and swing it as you fall.

The whole process is textbook-like.

Bang!

With the crisp sound of impact.

The tennis ball shot swiftly and powerfully towards the far right of the scoring area.

"You are really a ruthless person who doesn't talk much~"

"But now, I will play one less game if I play a game."

"So, don't think I will let you down~!"

Holding the racket with both hands.

Yamato Yuta suddenly ran to the landing point of the tennis ball.

After swinging the racket vigorously, he spoke first with a smile on his face.

As for the tennis ball, it flew towards the opposite side in the form of a high lob.

"Senior Yamato."

"Can't your arm hit it flat with this kind of force? "

Yanagi Renji took a step back expressionlessly.

He swung the racket concisely and accurately in mid-air.

Bang!

Boom!

15-0!