king of yokohama

After getting rid of the awkward little friends, you can happily go to the dungeon to meet your captives. .

It is said to be a cell, but in fact the layout inside is similar to that of a dormitory. There are desks, beds, separate bathrooms, lamps, floor-to-ceiling mirrors, and TV sets, but the doors are replaced with iron railings.

Maybe it was because the clogs you were wearing made too loud a sound on the floor. Just as you walked up to the iron railing, the dozen or so teenagers sitting cross-legged on the tatami mats and forming a semicircle, all with different looks and temperaments, turned their heads to look at the same thing. to you.Among them is the "Little Prince" with dark green hair and amber/cat eyes.

None of them spoke, in other words, they were waiting for you to speak first.

"I only talk to the best-looking people here." You roughly glanced at the high-end combat forces of each school, twirling a strand of curly hair hanging on your chest between your fingers, and said calmly, "You recommend One." Just in case, you ordered someone to confiscate their tennis rackets, and now this group of teenagers playing tennis with superpowers is really powerless in your eyes.

The group of Qingxue people on the right didn't have any special reaction when they heard this, they just looked at each other in blank dismay.And the group of Li Haida on the left looked at the young man who looked like a leader sitting in the middle of them.

Blue-purple curly hair, iris-colored eyes, a gentle and distant smile on a fair and delicate face, and a khaki coat on her shoulders.These characteristics remind you of a person in the plot book-"Son of God", Yukimura Seiichi.

"Excuse me, what is your purpose for bringing us here?" The young man with a gentle smile like jade asked very consciously and calmly.If you didn't notice the slender hand on his knee whose knuckles turned white due to tension, you might think that he is so calm.After all, this Son of God is just a 14-year-old child who has never experienced big storms.

"It's very simple, stop you from participating in the national competition." You smiled at the beautiful Yukimura Seiichi like an ordinary 15-year-old girl, admiring the beauty of the other party, "When the ice emperor wins the championship, I will I let you go."

"Then what if the Ice Empress loses?"

Before Yukimura Seiichi could speak, another voice sounded in a hurry. You looked in the direction of the voice, and saw the young man with wine-red curly hair and a white OK bandage on his right cheek being rushed by the companion next to him. He covered his mouth and whimpered.

Like a cute Persian cat.

"I will tear up tickets." You bent your eyes and smiled, and answered the other party in a good mood, and made a vivid gesture of wiping your neck, "So I sincerely pray that your lives will become more important in the eyes of the ice emperor. Well, as an incentive."

That's right, you blatantly released the news that you imprisoned the high-end tennis clubs of various schools, and you also specially ordered someone to send a letter to Keigo Atobe, the head of the ice emperor.At the same time, the people of Baidao were startled by your crazy behavior, which is not according to common sense. Your private mobile phone will be blown up, so you have to repeatedly emphasize to the police and politicians that you will not kill people. Just invite this group of teenagers to come and sit with you, and they will be released in a few days.

After all you promised Akutsuhito not to kill innocent people and you will do it.

"Wow, what a scary Nya~" The wine-red curly-haired boy who was frightened by you widened his dark sapphire blue cat eyes, jumped up and hid behind the calm and introverted egg-headed boy. The unique tone of speech came out.

As he jumped up nimbly, a small colorful box fell out of his pocket with a "click" and rolled to your feet.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you for the time being." You bent down to pick up the box, and found that it was a box of gummies, and put it into your pocket without blushing, "Give me a gift Is it? Thank you."

Under Eiji Kikumaru's astonished and aggrieved eyes, but dare not say anything more, you poured out an orange fudge and ate it. The sweet and sour orange flavor made you squint your eyes happily.

At this time, the word "Ice Emperor" coming from the always-on TV attracted the attention of you and everyone present.For you, this is the key to whether you can pass the level. For these teenagers, this is a moment of life and death.

A crucial game of the national competition is being broadcast live on the screen. You don't know the rules of tennis, but after Akutsujin's popular science, you know that if the ice emperor side wins this game, the championship is basically safe.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu, right? I know you." Although you specifically stated that you only talk to the best-looking people present, your eyes still shifted to the person who has been watching the live broadcast of the game since you came to the cell. On the boy with iceberg face, "Your grandfather was a good policeman."

The mature boy with short tea-brown hair and gold-rimmed glasses has a more serious expression. Even if you don't appreciate this type of boy, you have to admit that he is the group with outstanding appearance and temperament among the opposite sex you have seen. .

"Maybe you've heard of me from Tezuka Kuniichi? Let me introduce you." You said casually while eating a snack.

Tezuka Kuniichi, an old guy who doesn't care about anything, retired and is still helping the Tokyo Police Department find gang troubles openly and secretly. I really hate it.

"Hua Xinfeng, female, 15 years old, used violence to dominate the mafia leader in the Tokyo area, code-named 'Owl'."

Tezuka Kunimitsu's one-fifth answer.You don't know how to deliberately make it difficult for you to be sensible, shrugging your shoulders consciously and boringly.

The screens on the TV are still switching, and you see a young man with purple-gray hair and a beautiful tear mole under his right eye playing back the tennis ball gorgeously, and you can't help but blow a whistle.

"Staying here is boring, don't you want to play cards together?" Seeing that all the people present turned to look at you, you blinked and suggested nonchalantly.

"Thank you, no need." Tezuka Kunimitsu politely and cautiously refused. It can be seen that every game of the ice emperor at this time affects their sensitive nerves.The fierceness of the competition makes them completely addicted to it, and they have no time to care about you.

You ate the last orange-flavored gummy candy in boredom, and accurately threw the small box with other flavors of gummy candy to the boy with burgundy curly hair who had been peeking at you.

Kikumaru Eiji quickly caught the gummy box, and Meowshin held the box suspiciously, shook it and listened to the sound, and found that although there were a few less gummies inside, there were still some, and the change of mind was written all over his face superior.

"She's not that bad." You seemed to hear this naive and cute young man say this awkwardly in his heart.

When you were teasing the cat, as expected, the Ice Emperor won the championship.

The tense atmosphere in the cell suddenly relaxed.

"Let's watch it now, the one who is looking forward to the Ice Emperor's championship." On the TV, the purple-gray haired boy smiled reservedly, holding their championship trophy with his teammates, but the dark blue pupils showed a look of humiliation. Look, "We did it."

He can't help it, because you are the one who makes the rules.

"Very good." Amid the curious, apprehensive or complicated gazes of the crowd, you smiled and applauded, "Now you can leave here."

Hearing the signal, several men in black came down one by one from the stairs in the basement, uncuffed the boys in the dungeon, blindfolded them, and let them go out.

When Kikumaru Eiji passed by your side, you raised your hand and rubbed his fluffy wine-red curly hair, thinking that when you also have a cat in the main world, it would be nice to be a little more well-behaved.

*

After the dungeon is cleared, you quietly wait for the book to announce that the game time is over.

The strange thing is that you didn't go to play with your little friend during this period of time, but he became uncomfortable and came to the basement to look for you for the first time.

Feeling someone approaching from behind, your conditioned reflex is a clean shoulder fall, and the person lay down on the ground after being knocked down by you, and took your hand.You just realized it was Akutsujin.

"What on earth do you mean?" The gray-haired boy asked endlessly, but you understood that what he wanted to ask was why you alienated him after you took him to see the night scene that time.

"It's not interesting." Can you tell this boy that you alienated him because you came back from reading the file, and no matter what you know, he will break with you after a while?

"What do you mean by nothing?" He put his arms around your waist, stubbornly trying to find an answer.

"Let go, I have business to do." You patted the boy's muscular chest, signaling him to let you go, and don't disturb you waiting for the book's clearance prompt.

"Your business is to find men?" He tightened his arms around your waist, "I found more than a dozen at once."

What has this man misunderstood?You had no choice but to give Yakutsuren an elbow fiercely, and he let out a muffled grunt and let go of your waist.

"what are you saying?"

You were dumbfounded by his question full of unknown meaning, you straightened up and sat on him with a bewildered expression on your face.

Akutsujin squinted at you for a while, then suddenly turned over.You predicted his move the moment he moved, but because you wanted to see what he was going crazy today, you didn't fight back immediately.

"So that's how it is..." The boy pressing on your body darkened his eyes and sneered, "You really don't understand anything."

Not feeling any danger, you lay blankly under Akutsujin's body, his warm palms protected the back of your head, preventing your head from hitting the floor, while the Hidden Blade you carried was against his There was already a bloodstain on the lower abdomen.

"Ashin." He approached you, calling your name with a hoarse and deep voice, "Ashin..."

The boy's breath carries the smell of tobacco, invading your lungs.

You frowned slightly, your body tensed up, thinking that if he dared to bite you, you would stab him with a sword to make even.

The young man's throat moved slightly even though he wanted to get close to you despite being attacked by you, he seemed very nervous.

"I......"

*

Did you fail to hear what Akutsujin said next?

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but at that moment the book pulls you back into the independent space he created.

So the question is, what did Aren say?You are a little entangled, scratching your heart and lungs, wanting to know the second half of his sentence.

[Game time ends.Now for the final judgment——]

[The judgment result is: "The Prince of Tennis" world, customs clearance failed. ]

[Reason for judging failure: Your imprisonment/prohibition caused everyone in Bingdi to win the championship, but they no longer felt happy playing tennis, and quit the tennis club one after another. ]

you:? ? ?

Is there a need for something like Happy Tennis if the ending is judged to be cleared?

You who are thinking are distracted by the book and just find it funny.It's a joke to pay attention to happiness in competitive games. Winning or losing is not important, so what is the most important thing?

But the narration of the book continues.

[Congratulations on obtaining the special title: [Tennis Terminator]]

[Effect of wearing this title: All creatures who can play tennis have a fear of you +100. ]

You have black hair, and you don't plan to compete in Olympic tennis, what does this title do to you, is it funny?

You are full of confidence but have lost two games in a row, and you are a little skeptical of life, so you report to the book that there is a bug in this game.

The book's ruthless ridicule echoed in the space of consciousness, and you punched the wall down hard.

What went wrong?

You retracted your hand, lost in thought.