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"I didn't expect you to be such a ghost."

Oni Jujiro's dormitory, the blond youth squatted in front of the desk, looking at the hamster in the cage on the desk... that was climbing the roller.

Kosaburo Mori rested his hand behind his head, "It is said that some junior high school students brought in lizards and plants. Senior Oni just raised a hamster, which is nothing."

The match between Hongxiang and Byodoin Phoenix was still at the end. After the tentative fight, it was forcibly interrupted by Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata who came later.

"Byodoin, Tokogo's right hand hasn't recovered yet, so what's the point in defeating him who can't use his full strength?"

"Hong Xiang, you can stop now." Irie Kanata's voice was as gentle as ever, and the blond young man obediently put down his racket after hearing the senior's words, without any fighting spirit.

The bearded man clicked his tongue and left the court with his racket in hand.

The infirmary was a little far away from the dormitory, so Oni Jujiro asked Hong Xiang to go to his dormitory to change his medicine. He had a medicine box there.

Under the direct gaze of several friends, Hong Xiang could only obediently follow them.

Continue to use illusion to fake wounds, re-sterilize and wrap cotton wool, the palms are cold and greasy, feeling very bad.

Oni Jujiro looks rough, but he is a very careful senior.While applying the medicine, the blond-haired youth rolled his eyes, and then saw the hamster raised by Oni Jujiro.

"I also raised a hamster, a white one, a male one... I just don't know where he is now." After talking about it, the voice of Hongxiang became quieter.

Where did he throw Bai Bingbing?

Forget it, it's such a big mouse, it must be alive and kicking.

The second day after the return of the "expeditionary group" was a random round of U-17 Japanese representatives and the selection of the second army.

And early in the morning, Oni Jujiro won the No. 5 medal from Kaji Futa, and returned to the ranks of the First Army.

"Stop wandering around, hurry up and gather!"

The junior high school students put on the school team uniforms dropped by the three boats into the road, and gathered in twos and threes in the auditorium.Compared with the team of dozens of junior high school students, the number of high school students in the first army is somewhat small.

"Let me tell you, isn't there ten people from No. 1 to No. 10? Why is there one, two, three... 12 people." Toyama Kintaro counted several times to make sure that he did not make a mistake.

The blond young man with gauze wrapped around his right hand and joking with Shuji Taneshima suddenly raised his head, "There are never more than ten people from No.1 to No.10, isn't this common sense?"

"...Eh! Brother, are you talking to me!" A tennis court away, the volume of Toyama Kintaro talking to himself just now, even Ken Shinozu in the front row couldn't hear him very clearly. Did the first army hear it?

"U-17 representative from Japan, NO.10 Mori Hisaburo, and NO.9 Ochi Moonlight play doubles."

Shuji Taneshima saw the starter standing up from the junior high school student, and whistled in surprise, "He actually played doubles..."

"Selection of the Second Army, Keigo Atobe and Masaharu Nioh."

"That imitation of King Ni... can be completely transformed into another person." Hong Xiang held his chin, a little puzzled.

"Not only observation skills, but also every small movement, move, and technique of the imitation target... You must master all of them yourself. Otherwise, even if you have the eyesight of a perspective microscope, if your own strength is not up to the standard, you will not be able to completely imitate it." The white-haired and brown-skinned man saw Nioh Masaharu's physical fitness.

"Ah, it's amazing, I feel like Saburo is going to lose."

Shuji Taneshima approached, "Don't be so unconfident in Saburo, President, he is our younger brother."

Hongxiang looked at Nioh Masaharu who had completely changed into another person, and remembered that there was another ace in the Haichang basketball club who called himself an "imitator".

... Erhuang, look at his junior high school students, you are such a good cook.

“全场比赛结束，二军获胜！迹部·仁王组合，盘数2:1获胜！局数7：6、0：6、7：6！”

Really terrifying.

Kosaburo Mori and Moonlight Ochi delivered the numbered medals and returned to the auditorium.

"Senior~ My medal is gone! My arm is also dislocated, it hurts so much!" I won't be able to recover if I don't give me supplements and something delicious!

The blond youth slashed at the top of the red-brown-haired youth's head with a knife in one hand, pulling away the junior who wanted to jump on him in disgust.

"It's quite energetic, you can walk back by yourself." The junior high school students of the Second Army need the support of their partners, and you are still so alive and kicking, and——

"When you skipped training before, you often said that you dislocated your bones because of excessive practice. Do you think I can't see it?" Hong Xiang grabbed the little curly hair on Sanlang's forehead and pulled it hard.

"...Oh? Is there such a thing, hehehe~"

The blond-haired youth glanced at Ochi Moonlight, who had only a little sweat on his face, and the two met each other and looked away.

Hong Xiang: This senior is so tall that his neck hurts when he looks up.

"Senior Hehui, what happened to Senior Tono!" The red-brown haired boy looked at the white-eyed senior on the ground, startled.

Suehiro Tetsun stood up from Tono Atsukyo, and pinned the NO.8 medal to his neckline. The brown-haired boy looked indifferent, "It's wrong to shoot at your companions."

Atsukyo Tono is known as "the executioner on the court". His opponents are always bleeding and scarred, and many of them have ruined their future tennis careers.When Ochi Moonlight and Mori Jusaburo lost the game, they actually wanted to hit them with the execution ball.

"Although I don't think it's wrong to be obsessed with victory, the "execution" completely violates the spirit of sports, and it happens that Suehiro is stronger than Tono, so I took his place. "

As for the senior's obsession with winning tennis, let's wait until the old injury on his left knee is healed.Otherwise, now that the U-17 World Cup is approaching, Tono Atsukyo will not feel at ease to recover from his injuries.

Hong Xiang stretched out his hand to pull Su Guang Tiechang closer, grabbed the hem of his clothes and forcefully, the hound squatted down obediently.The blond-haired youth moved his hand to the brown-haired boy's neckline, and straightened the reversed "NO.8" medal.

None of the other members of the First Army around raised any objections to Hongxiang's actions.

Kosaburo Mori took a sympathetic look at the former No. 8 who had been knocked unconscious by Suehiro Tiechang. Tohno Atsukyo obviously couldn't hear the words just now. Maybe he was still confused after waking up. Army dismissed.

——Tohno-senpai, my condolences.

The second game was won by No.17 Duke Watanabe of U-3 Japan representative.

The third round of doubles... Because of No.8's temporary substitution, Kimijima Yuto could only form a doubles with Suehiro Tetsusou.

Mori Kosaburo covered his face.

My condolences to you, Mr. Jundao, for the doubles match with Senior Tiechang.

Even the "negotiators on the court" didn't expect this situation, so wouldn't his negotiations before the game be completely useless?

Forget it, let's fight like this.

after the end--

"U-17 representative from Japan, NO.7 Kimishima・NO.8 Suehiro team wins!"

"I don't want to play doubles with you again!" Kimishima Yuto gave the brown-haired boy a hard look, picked up the tennis racket and returned to his seat.

He repeatedly sabotaged his negotiations, saying that "competition must be fair"?

So angry!

But I can't fight!

Even if you fight, you can't beat it!

In the fourth game, Akutsuhito, who was supposed to play in the second army, disappeared, and Toyama Kintaro replaced Akutsuren to fight against No. 17 Oni Jujiro, the representative of U-5 Japan.

Hong Xiang: "Are you sure this isn't the Red Hair Father and Son Bureau?"

Irie Sodo walked down the steps, "I remember Oni-san was told by Byodoin-san that he looked old when he was a freshman in high school."

Oni Jujiro defeated Byodoin Phoenix in the first year of high school, and both of them had a scar on their faces.Later, Phoenix of Byodoin Temple entered the back mountain as the defeat group, and after some spiritual baptism, he comprehended the Shura Shinto.

The white-haired and brown-skinned man took off the left sleeve of his jacket, "But now the two are more or less the same."

The stubble of Byodoin Phoenix and the vicissitudes of Jujiro Oni really don't look like 17 years old.

"U-17 Japanese representative VS second army selection random round match, now starts the fifth match!"

"U-17 Japanese representative NO.2 Tanejima Shuji, NO.0 Hogo Kazuki VS Second Army selection Sanada Genichiro, Akutsu Jin."

"NO.0?" Isn't it NO.1 to NO.10.

The junior high school students asked doubtful questions.

The blond young man scratched his cheek, "What a second grader."

"Ah, shouldn't someone else be complaining about this sentence?" The white-haired and brown-skinned young man smiled, and the sleeve of his left coat was waving.

"You can't dress well? If you want to pretend to be aggressive, you can add a hidden button to the coat like Yukimura did, so you can wear half of it and half of it..."

Kombu quietly shifted her gaze to Yukimura Seiichi, "Huh? Does the minister's coat have hidden buttons?"

"What's the matter, Akaya?" Li Haida's minister smiled slightly at his junior members.

"...It's nothing." Akaya Kirihara's sea-green eyes drooped, not daring to look at Yukimura Seiichi again.

"We're a team." Shuji Tanejima in the red and white uniform raised his arms and stretched, "I'm really looking forward to the doubles with the president."

The blond young man took out the game console from his pocket, patted No.2 on the shoulder solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "Come on." After all, I am a wounded person.

Then Hong Xiang sat in the back and played the game.

"...Ah coffee." Asking him to play doubles alone, the president is really too much.

"Too slack! Senior Toko!" Seeing that Toko had no intention of fighting, Sanada Genichiro clenched his wrist and shouted to the opposite side.

The blond-haired young man looked at First Vice Minister Li Hai, who was blindfolded on his left eye, stuffed his right hand into his pocket, and took out a pair of earphones to put them on.

Sanada Genichiro:! ! !

Shuji Tanejima has the talent to instantly reflect the whirling information conveyed visually to his wrist, and even Jujiro Oni, who defeated the Byodoin Phoenix, could not defeat him.

According to Shuji Taneshima, there is no ball that he cannot hit back.

The white-haired, brown-skinned young man raised his tennis racket, and looked helplessly at the two people facing him, "The president doesn't want to play, and I'm the only coolie!"

"What a joke!"

"Isn't this doubles!"

NO.2 smiled easily, "Then force the president to get up from that corner."

"Hey ~"

"La Li~"

"I can't beat~"

"The game is over, and the combination of One Military Type Island and Hong Township has won!"

……

First Army NO.1 Byodoin Phoenix VS Second Army Tokugawa Kazuya

"I remember Tokugawa, who was pressed and rubbed on the ground by Byodoin a year ago." Seeing that Tokugawa Kazuya suppressed Byodoin Phoenix on the court, Hong Xiang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm still crying in the infirmary."

Kosaburo Mori opened his mouth, "Oh? Senior Tokugawa is crying!"

Irijiang Zuodo: I remember that only he and the ghost were there at that time, how did He Huisang and Xiusang know?

***

"why me."

The boy with dark blue hair who entered U-17 suddenly found that this training camp was not as simple as he thought.

First, he was tortured by the phoenix blood of Byodoin, a senior student, and now he is shocked by the style of play of a senior student of the same age.

——The man in the black windbreaker behind him retracted his gun, the muzzle was still smoking, and the opponent's blood had already splashed on the battlefield.

Irie Kanata put his shoulders on Tokugawa Kazuya's shoulder, "Don't look at him."

...?

"Tokusato is different from you, Tokugawa. His tennis... lacks the core elements."

The tall man with dark red hair crossed his arms and folded his chest, "Every time he hits the ball, the tennis ball can't be seen in his eyes."

In Hongxiang Hehui's eyes, there is no love for tennis.

***

Tokugawa Kazuya still lost. The black hole's use time limit is 10 minutes, and it is a great burden on the body. The battle against Byodoin Phoenix, which has entered the realm of another dimension, is still a bit short of fire.

"U-17 World Cup?"

"Yes, the list of 14 Japanese representatives has been announced."

The blond young man watched from a distance, "Oh, I, Erlang, Saburo, and Xiaolang are all here."

Trying to widen your eyes, you can only see the red-brown haired boy with a smear of white on the paper, "Senior He Hui, are you clairvoyant?" You can see the words so far away.

"Yes, I am clairvoyant MAX." Although this clairvoyant is not that clairvoyant.

Hong Xiang giggled, "Japan will win."

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Nishimori Sawada Residence is full of greenery.

"Hongxiang...Hehui..." Almost everyone murmured this strange name.

"who is it?"

"Haha!" Takeshi Yamamoto was the first to react, "Where did I hear it?"

The silver-haired boy immediately grabbed his collar, "Where is the baseball idiot!"

"Ah, I suddenly can't remember it. I must have heard it mentioned by someone in school." The black-haired boy rubbed the back of his head with a look of staying out of the matter.

"You..." Hayato Gritting his teeth, but there was nothing he could do with Takeshi Yamamoto.

Babe.

Bao En, who was dressed as a warrior, jumped up and stepped on the brown-haired boy, "You are really stupid, don't you care about state affairs at all?"

"Important national affairs?" Tsunayoshi Sawada was in a daze. Wasn't he talking about the successor of Peng Geli's tenth generation? How did it involve the country...

Suddenly, there was a "pop" in the quiet room, and the sound of electric current, it was Biyangqi who turned on the TV.

"This year's Tennis U-17 World Cup, Japan won the championship! Now that the U-17 members have returned to China, here we interview the two Japanese team leaders, Tokigo Kazuki and Byodoin..."

In the camera, the blond young man with raised lips and no timidity exudes a confident aura and an arrogance looking down on the world.