Grim Reaper + Net King's Day and Snow Fleeting Years

After the Kanto competition, the tennis clubs of each school became more active in training, and everyone's enthusiasm grew day by day.Li Haida said, "Kirhara, you are too slack." The roar was Sanada, but it was not because of tennis training, but because of the monthly test results. Kirihara Akaya's English once again set a new record in history. There were thirty or forty points, and this time he got a single-digit score of 8, which is an auspicious number, but Qieyuan is not so auspicious anymore, he already has a bunch of bags on his head.

Miyuki sighed, "Chiya, if you can't pass the English, you won't be able to participate in the national competition." Kirihara looked at Miyuki aggrievedly, Miyuki thought for a while and said, "Chiya, from today onwards, come every night My family, I will help you make up lessons. Renji will come to make up for you on weekends, is it okay? Kirihara nodded hurriedly, compared to the vice minister and the minister to give him make up lessons, this is really great. There are flowers blooming behind Yukimura A black lily flower, Yukimura said to Kirihara very gently: "Since Miyuki has already said so, then Akaya, you have to work hard, and definitely don't let us have any regrets in this year's national competition because of your English score! "As he spoke, he patted Chi Ye on the shoulder, and Chi Ye shrank instantly in fright.

"Okay, let's start training." Yukimura walked towards Sanada and said, "Xianichiro, I will leave this afternoon's training to you. I have other things to do, so I will leave first. I will make up for the training that was left behind." Sanada nodded.Yukimura then walked out of the tennis court. Thinking about the conversation with Keigo last night, Miyuki knew that Yukimura was going to find Atobe at this moment. The two had an appointment to play yesterday, and I hope Keigo would not be cruel.

On the Shinkansen, Yukimura was standing in the aisle with his tennis bag on his back, his handsome face was reflected in the glass door, Atobe, what exactly do you want to tell me?At this moment, Ice Emperor and Master Atobe looked at the trainees, made a cut, and walked towards the entrance of the tennis court with a tennis racket. Look at him, you are not allowed to come here." Standing in the training ground, Renzu adjusted his glasses, thinking, guest?Who is the one?It is really rare that we are not allowed to watch the game.

When he saw Yukimura, although he knew the reason, he was even more puzzled. Why did Atobe not allow everyone to watch the game?Although he was puzzled, he still didn't disobey Atobe's order. Curiosity killed the cat. He still understood this truth.

Standing on the indoor tennis court, Yukimura looked at Atobe calmly, "Let's start, Yukimura, fight me with all your strength." "Atobe-kun is really full of fighting spirit." Atobe showed a somewhat With a strange smile, "I don't have much fighting spirit, because this is an absolute victory," Yukimura looked at Atobe with sharp eyes, "Atobe-kun is really confident." Atobe smiled gorgeously : "My uncle let you lose completely today." Yukimura didn't say anything, and hit a fast and powerful ACE. Surprisingly, Atobe reached the landing point at an extremely fast speed, and Yukimura Yukimura didn't even see how Atobe was moving, Yukimura was thinking so, Atobe's return ball had already skipped his feet.

Yukimura's heart tightened, Atobe's performance today was completely different from usual, just judging from the ball just now, whether it was strength or speed, it seemed to be several times stronger than usual.Yukimura looked at Atobe in the opposite arena, and Atobe also looked at him quietly. Suddenly, a gust of wind swirled around Atobe in the arena, making it hard to see what kind of changes happened to the people wrapped in the center.Until the whirlwind slowly disappeared, Yukimura's eyes widened in disbelief. Atobe in front of him was wearing a black and gold kimono, holding a racket in his right hand and a knife in his left hand. Then he threw the knife in his hand to the sidelines. With a wave, the sharp blade pierced into the rubber ground and stood there straight.

Atobe clasped his hands and got ready, "Yukimura, don't you want to know Miyuki's secret? This is the secret she and I share. Come on, let me take you to experience the despair of failure." Yukimura at this moment There is no way to think about anything in my heart.Taking a deep breath, he hit the ball hard. "I want to know the truth." He said loudly to Atobe while serving the ball, "Boom! That depends on whether you have the ability." Yukimura only felt that the ball he just hit was hit back in an instant, without any skills, and It was the speed of the two, and their power was not on the same channel at all. For the first time, Yukimura felt powerless not being able to keep up with his opponent.

This feeling is like a competition between adults and children, one ball after another, watching the ball passing by, but helpless, at this time it is already five to zero, and the sweat has soaked Yukimura's clothes Yukimura Seiichi has never been as embarrassed as he is now. On the other hand, Atobe on the other side of the field is calm and calm, not even the slightest disorder in his breath. He just stands there quietly, staring down at the half-kneeling Yukimura.

"Yukimura, what on earth are you playing tennis for? Huh?" Atobe asked, "It is true that I am still in the predicament of killing your five senses, but for me, it doesn't matter at all, because I can see you, boom!" Another blow, "Is it for victory? So what exactly is your so-called victory? I never thought being competitive was a bad thing, but it blinds victory It's two different things to hurt your eyes, but you are still called the 'Son of God', you like this - you don't deserve it."

The final blow, the game was over, the score was six to zero.This was an unprecedented defeat for Yukimura. He didn't receive a single ball and was completely defeated.Yukimura knelt on the tennis court, propped his hands on the ground, panting heavily, and kept replaying Atobe's words in his mind. He always thought that Miyuki was a girl, and he didn't understand much about the competition and competitiveness among boys. ,is it wrong?Who is Miyuki, Atobe, and those weird people who appeared in school last time.

Atobe skipped the net and walked up to Yukimura, "My uncle is Keigo Atobe, 15 years old, Heidei [-]rd year group A, currently the chairman of the Heidei Student Union, part-time shinigami, Seireitei Goutei thirteen division of the soul world Takeshita Miyuki, the deputy captain of the current special dispatch team." After a while, Yukimura slowly stood up, the light in his eyes was so dazzling that he couldn't look directly at him, "Reaper, this is the biggest secret between you and Miyuki, hehe, it's really ironic, son of god , It's a pity that when others call me the son of god, someone has already become a god. I, the son of god, are really wrong! But, why did Mr. Atobe tell me this? It's not just for an explanation. "

And Atobe looked at Yukimura, who had a new look from the bottom of his heart at this time, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I just want to confirm your feelings for Miyuki." Yukimura looked into Atobe's eyes and said, "It has nothing to do with her identity, even if she is God, I still only love her." Atobe looked at Yukimura for a long time, then suddenly laughed a few times, then turned around and walked towards the exit, his death costume had changed back to his school uniform, "Xingmura, if fate is more If you care about me, you'd better forget this sentence for me, but if fate favors you more." Atobe stopped and stood at the door, "Just implement what you said." After finishing speaking Then he walked out, leaving Yukimura alone to figure out what Atobe meant. He always felt that something big was about to happen soon, and it was something he couldn't get involved at all...