lost to yellow ball

three years ago--

A girl with long hair tied up high, wearing a silver-gray uniform and a black uniform jacket on her shoulders pushed the door open and entered.

She looked around for a while, as if she was inspecting something.

"Hi, lady. Do you have a reservation?" The man in the suit with a professional smile walked over immediately.

"Let the best tennis player here come out." The clear and neat voice was like a jewel falling on the plate, which was pleasing to the ear.

The man stared at by the girl with a pair of aquamarine-like bright eyes lost his mind for a moment, and his attitude became a little more friendly, "We are playing a tennis match inside, lady, if you are interested, I can take you to watch it one time."

The girl raised her eyebrows and motioned for him to lead the way with great interest.

After bypassing several promenades, the field of vision suddenly opened up. This tennis club has two courts, indoor and outdoor. There are extremely realistic green courts and brand-new equipment everywhere.Even people who don't know much about tennis can understand that the hardware facilities here are very good.

"This person is called Echizen Ryuya. He has won since the morning, almost 6:0, and he has never lost..."

A game is going on on the field, and it seems that the last game has been reached.

One of the two contestants is a little older and looks very strong, while the other is more youthful and less serious about playing.

But the score is dominated by young people.

As the last ball landed, the man in the referee's chair blew a whistle.

"6:0! Echizen Longya wins!"

Echizen Ryuya smiled and put the tennis racket upside down on his shoulder. He walked to the net and stretched out his hand, but it was not a gesture of shaking hands, but lay flat on it, as if he was waiting for the other party to hand him something.The person who lost the game, even though his face showed unwillingness, still took it out of his pocket... a wallet? !

Watching a sports match turned into a money transaction, the staff who brought the girls showed an embarrassed smile.

"This may be their private joke..." He turned his head and wanted to restore a better image to his club, but found that the girl who was standing next to him just now had already walked towards Echizen Ryoma.

"Hey, are you the most powerful coach in this club?"

Echizen Longya counted the money, thinking that it was almost enough for the air ticket, when he was about to put it in his pocket, he heard someone talking to him next to him.

"Ah?" He turned his head to the side and didn't see anyone, but he only saw it when he lowered his head.

"Where did you come from, the kid?" There was a deft smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a little carelessness in the jet-black cat pupils.

"My name is Jiri Kushima." The girl raised her chin, "You will be my tennis coach from now on."

She didn't seem to have thought about asking for other people's opinions, or in her eyes, the club's coaches would not reject students who came to them.

Echizen Ryuya made a gesture of refusal: "I'm too lazy to teach some kid tennis..."

"20." Jiri Kushima folded his arms around his chest.

"make a deal!"

Echizen Ryuya, who changed face instantly when he heard the price, showed his white teeth.

Kili Kushima glanced at him, patted his shoes and stood up, still doubting his words.

"Are you sure it's okay for me to beat middle school students at my current level? But I can't even beat you. Although that person is also a middle school student, his strength is above this. Even senior students can't beat him."

"Of course, if you can beat me, you can go directly to professional games."

Seeing that Ji Li was still lacking in interest, he said confidently: "The only thing missing about you now is that there is only one thing left."

"What?" Kili Kushima was really interested after hearing this, and she looked up.

Pretending to be a mysterious gesture for a while, Echizen Ryuya lowered his voice and said in Ji Li's ear——

"You still need a tennis skirt!"

After saying this, he immediately jumped away from Kili Kushima, narrowly avoiding the top of his knee, but still said with a smile: "How can a girl not have a tennis skirt that matches her? Wearing long trousers to play tennis will affect the movement too much."

Jiri Jiudao was noncommittal about his words: "No, I'm not used to it."

"Why, except for the first day when you came here in your school uniform, Xiao Jili, I haven't seen you in a skirt yet."

"I don't need anything like a skirt." → Actually, it's because there are no skirts at home.

Kushima Jiri refused.

But Echizen Longya has been sticking to her, saying that a girl is incomplete without a tennis skirt, and she must go to the mall to buy one before giving up.Kudao Jiri, who was entangled so annoyingly, was still forcefully dragged by the other party on Saturday.Because she went to school this morning, she was still wearing her school uniform.

The white shirt was embroidered with a silver-gray dark-striped school logo, and the collar clip also had a silver-white shiny metal edge.The school uniform skirt is a simple and elegant bright gray color. What distinguishes her from other Ice Empress students is that she wears a well-made black silver-patterned uniform coat on her shoulders, and the armbands of the Disciplinary Committee are pinned to her sleeves.

Echizen Ryuya commented: "Are Japanese teenagers like this now?"

Kushima Kili's response was to step on his foot hard.

Not long after entering the sports area of ​​the shopping mall, Ji Li became impatient: "Just take any one." It happened that there was a lady's tennis skirt on her left, and she took it off with her hand.

"This one is too plain." Echizen Ryuya shook his finger disapprovingly, took it and hung it up again, "And this is the first store, why don't you know if there will be something in the future that will make your heart beat?" where's her dress?"

What's so exciting about tennis skirts?

Kili Kushima shifted her gaze to the sneakers next to her, "Wrap this pair up for me." She casually reported a size and asked the clerk to bag them.

Echizen Ryuya: "Don't you try it?"

"I'm used to buying this brand, what's there to try." Kili Kushima raised his foot, motioning Echizen Ryuya to look at her shoes.

"Why do you wear school uniforms but not uniform shoes?" Echizen Ryuya began to feel autistic towards girls' middle school students.

"I can wear whatever I want."

The discipline committee is the school's rules, and she is above the rules in a sense.

I don't know why, but Echizen Ryuya, who was very displeased with Kili Kudao, took advantage of her height and rumpled her hair: "It's just a 14-year-old brat, don't be so arrogant!"

"Hello!" Kudao Jili's eyes widened, and just as she was about to resist, her name came from behind her.

"Ji Li!" Feng Changtaro only came here today to pick out tennis supplies, but he didn't expect to meet Ji Li. He hurried over and asked, "Ji Li, are you here to buy things too?"

Not knowing why, Echizen Ryuya glanced at the school badge on the other party's uniform, and found that it was exactly the same as the one on Kili Kushima, so he asked, "Are you a classmate?"

Kili Kushima said, "I don't know."

She didn't even look at Hocho Taro who had been standing next to her, casually gesturing at the tennis skirts hanging in this store: "Wrap them all up." She said this while looking at Echizen Ryuya , there was a sense of unpredictability in the blue eyes: "There is no problem in this way?" like a child.

Echizen Longya withdrew his gaze and shrugged: "You pay, you have the final say."

Until he paid the money and left with his things, Kuri Kushima didn't give Hocho Taro a single look.

After walking a few steps away, Echizen Ryuya, who was following Kili Kushima, looked back. The boy was still standing there and staring at Kuri Kushima, with an undisguised loss and depression on his face.

...like a discarded golden retriever.

He shook his head, shook off the imagination in his mind, and stepped forward in two steps to follow Kili Kushima.

"You know that person, why don't you pay attention to him?"

"You talk a lot." Jiri Jiudao didn't bother to answer him.

Echizen Ryuya shrugged: "Could it be his ex-boyfriend?" He guessed.

The person in front didn't answer, but the steps under their feet became faster.Feeling quite helpless about this, Echizen Ryuya chased after him, no, there is no need to resist so much.

But he didn't give up, and asked about the specific situation with his personal charm, even though he was beaten for it.Echizen Ryuya didn't really want to admit that he couldn't beat Kili Kushima, who was 30 centimeters shorter than him.

It turned out that the man was Feng Changtaro, her childhood sweetheart.Because after entering junior high school, she joined the tennis club led by Keigo Atobe, who was in opposition to her, and she was pulled into the social blacklist. ...Obviously he was warned not to look for others.

As for why Jiri Kushima had this bet with Keigo Atobe, he also had a clue.

After thinking for a moment, his eyes moved to the shoes that Jiri Jiudao saw that he wore the same pair of shoes every day and disliked him so much that he bought him.

Echizen Longya smiled lightly, and brought the shoe bag to her eyes, "This is a gift for you in return."

About half a month later, Jiri Kushima still went to the tennis club to practice unshakably today.

She took this matter very seriously, and came here almost every day after she was busy.

The referee blew a whistle: "7:5! Jiri Kushima wins!"

Putting his hands on his knees, Kuri Kushima, who had used all his willpower to keep himself from falling down, panted heavily, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

she won?

Echizen Ryuya, who treats her like a duck egg every day, was defeated by her?

"You are simply the future of the Japanese tennis world!" Echizen Ryuya walked up to Kili Kushima and boasted without hesitation: "I really can't believe that the Japanese professional team has not invited you into the team, such an outstanding talent You shouldn't be buried in a small tennis club, little Ji Li."

"Now you are strong enough, you can go to that Atobe Keigo to play."

Echizen Ryuya encouraged.

"you sure?"

Kili Kushima asked again and again: "Can I beat him?" Maybe it was because the victory came a bit unreal, and she was a little skeptical.

Echizen Ryuya spread his hands, "There will be a few high school students coming to play tomorrow. They seem to be selected by some wealthy tennis school. You will know if you play with them?"

Seeing Ji Li's hesitant look, he added fire and said: "Besides, that guy named Atobe Keigo said that the condition for his victory is that you can't hold the racket. Do you think you can't hold the racket?" ?”

Kushima Jiri shook his head.

How could she not be able to hold the racket, and it was not the first day she touched tennis.

——In this way, after she beat those high school students on the second day, she went to the tennis club with confidence to face off against Keigo Atobe.

Then lost a really big one.

Thinking about it now, Kudao Jili felt his teeth itch, all thanks to Echizen Ryuya.

"Why did you bring me a message?"

There was a burst of cheers from the auditorium, and Bingdi scored.

Echizen Longya stretched his hands on the audience seat, and he was extremely lazy: "I told you when I left, you always avoid problems, and you can't solve any problems."

"Don't you get along very well with Feng Changtaro now?"

Kili Kushima glanced at him, then looked away again: "That's because I learned how much he likes playing tennis, plus me and Atobe..." We reconciled.

She suddenly stopped, narrowed her eyes slightly and looked sideways at Echizen Longya, and asked unkindly: "Hey, you didn't tell me that on purpose for this reason, did you?"

"How is it possible." Echizen Longya laughed and waved his hands: "Didn't I say that my aunt in the United States was hospitalized and asked me to rush back immediately..."

Ji Li didn't believe a single word of this kind of lying.

Even with the good results, she was tired of making decisions for her, and when she lost the game, it didn't feel good at all.

"Speaking of which, are you still playing tennis?"

Echizen Ryuya watched the game on the field and suddenly asked this question.