behind the glitz of the net king

Echizen Ryuue has been playing an English song about roses on a single loop since he got on the bus back to Tokyo.Absently looking at the monotonous scenery on the highway under the darkness of night.

The glass lightly reflected his somewhat indifferent face, and heard a few words slipping past his ears, miss, hurt, sharp, coquettish, and bright red.

Rubbing her eyes that were swollen and sore after staring for a long time, even she couldn't see the emotions in amber.

Yukimura Kazusa came to urge them to go back early.It seems that something happened to the Miyahara Group, Long Yue must go back as Miyahara Bangi.It was embarrassing to leave Yukimura Seiichi alone in Osaka, so he boarded the bus with Long Yue.

Yukimura Kazusa was in the back seat of Echizen Ryuetsu, and went to see Duke Zhou as soon as dusk fell.

The ankles were also coldly packed with wet towels.Tennis players often move their ankles, but they never heal.I've had it before too, and the pain was so mild that I couldn't even notice it, so I didn't take it to heart.Just last a few days.

The temperature in the car suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees. Echizen Longyue huddled his shoulders and opened the zipper of the bag. In addition to the clothes he wanted to wear for Yukimura Kazusa and himself, he also took out a men's coat. The ones given to Ryoma were bought too big and kept at the bottom.

Shall I pass it to Yukimura Seichi in the thick of the night?

Echizen Longyue turned his eyes slightly to see Yukimura Seiichi's fingers across the aisle swipe across the screen of the phone, making his side face dizzy with warmth.The contours of the young man's face are softer, and people can't help but look at them more.

Echizen Long Yue lowered his eyelashes slightly again, forgetting that the friendly match of the youth selection team was imminent.

Suddenly, a bump caused the water on his side to overturn, and it gurgled into the bag with the zipper open, soaking through a lot of clothes.Long Yue hastily removed the water bottle, feeling a little embarrassed when she touched the large expanse of coldness.

Yukimura Seiichi followed Echizen Ryuetsu's annoyed voice and saw this scene.Thinking that the water overflowed the previous time because of absent-mindedness, he gently pressed his curled index finger to his lips that laughed out loud.

"The water flows in by itself." Long Yue said to Yukimura Seiichi with a depressed look, raising his eyes slightly and pursing his lips. "It's Sanada's text message to you, right? He should be in the main election very well."

Judging by Yukimura's serious expression, he knew it was about tennis, and at this time the only one who could tell him what was going on was Genichiro Sanada.

"Well, but the child who defeated Sanada doesn't seem to be selected. What do you think?" Yukimura quietly looked at Long Yue in the carriage whose face was blurred. He couldn't see the dazed expression on her face in the dark. Her hand trembled visibly, as if something was slanting and flowing.

"This time... I accidentally spilled it myself." Holding the water bottle that was greatly reduced in weight, Long Yue shook it to make sure there was nothing left.

After recovering from the brief shock, Echizen Longyue could only accept the reality.For Ryoma, who is worried about taking a shot and arrogantly, Kebin cannot face Ryoma head-to-head, which will be an irreparable regret for the two of them.

Yukimura Kazusa stranded in his watery eyes and cast down his eyes sadly, "What if he likes me too?" If Atobe still loves me with Maeda Yuki, what should I do...

"It has become a fact. I don't have any opinions. There is no possibility of doing it again." The woman's clear voice was indescribably cold.

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