amber affair

Follow yourself, even the expression has not changed.How can there be such a stubborn child who is so proud that he refuses to show even a little bit of weakness, but it makes him feel so damn distressed.

No, Genichiro Sanada!Echizen Ryoma is just your opponent, not even the juniors from the same school, why do you always lose your cool because of him!Where did the condensed self-made you have always been proud of go?Why are you so fucking out of control when it comes to problems with him?

His brows were furrowed tightly, and his fingers sank deep into his palms, causing a slight pain, but Sanada couldn't let go of it at all.He doesn't like this feeling of always being at a loss, he doesn't like his emotions being always affected by the teenagers around him, just like he doesn't like that Fuji and Tezuka have other intentions for this kid, it makes him feel annoyed and also I hate myself for being so abnormal.

Ryoma secretly raised his eyes to look at Sanada whose complexion suddenly became gloomy, and Ryoma panicked for no reason.Withdrawing his feet, he walked along the bench, gently grasped the broad and warm shoulders with his small hands, and whispered flatteringly: "Hey, the juice is not bad, at least it tastes like grapes."

Looking up, looking at the extremely well-behaved delicate face so close, Sanada's heart warmed slightly, and he rubbed his soft dark green hair with his slender fingers, and sighed softly.Always so far and near, always so unpredictable, he really wanted to ask the child in front of him what he meant by liking at that time.

But, I can't ask.If the answer from that small mouth is not what he wants, what should we do?And I still don't know what kind of answer he wants?Therefore, he could only purse his lips tightly, look deeply at the pure amber cat eyes in front of him, and remained silent all the way.

There was a loud sound from all around, and the dark blue sky above suddenly burst into colorful and beautiful fireworks, illuminating everyone's faces, and also made the two people who were silently looking at each other raise their heads and look at the brilliant colors in the sky.

"It's beautiful, Sanada-senpai." Looking up, leaning comfortably on his warm and strong arms, Ryoma smiled sweetly in his narrowed cat eyes.It's not that I haven't seen fireworks, or even a grander fireworks show than this one, but there is nothing more pleasant than staying by this person's side and looking up at the sky together.

Quietly staring at the flickering sky, feeling a mass of warmth and softness leaning into his arms, Sanada lowered his head, looking in surprise at the petite boy who suddenly leaned into his arms, his arms unconsciously wrapped around the thin shoulders.

"It's a bit cold." He muttered softly, shrunk towards the warm chest, Ryoma squinted his eyes and met Sanada's dark eyes, the eyes were a bit hazy.

The arms tightened slightly, and the boy leaned closer to him. Sanada lowered his head, his lips touched the cool hair, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Would this be better?"

The small face was pressed against the slightly open skirt of the bathrobe, stroking the warm skin, and the hands were tightly wrapped around the strong waist, and the childish voice trembled slightly: "Can you hug me a little tighter?"

Passing through the boy's bent legs with one hand, supporting the slender and flexible waist with the other, let him sit on his lap, pressing his cold little face to his chest, Sanada hugged him tightly, blowing his hot breath His hair was scattered on his forehead, and his dark eyes were deep.Staring at the young man's misty golden eyes, when he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was not as hoarse as his own: "It's so tight, is it okay?"

"Just tighter." The little hand quietly let go of the strong and warm waist, and put it around Sanada's shoulder.Slightly straightened up, her smooth and white face lightly rubbed against the still condensed and serious handsome face, her small mouth whispered softly within a distance that could almost touch the other's earlobe.

The hot big hand gently pressed the back of the boy's head, making each other's cheeks close to each other, Sanada slowly closed his eyes, letting each other's slightly rapid breathing linger in their ears.

I like you leaning on me like this, I like that there is no distance between you and me, I like you, Echizen.

(23)

Under the scorching sun, the Lihai Tennis Court was full of people. For the goal of dominating the country for three consecutive years, everyone worked hard and sweated profusely.

Compared with the hard training of Lihai players, Longma's treatment is much better.Sitting comfortably under the shade of a tree, sipping the Fanta that Sanada bought, and pulling down the brim of his hat to take a nap when he was tired, he was envious of a group of people who were secretly complaining under Sanada's strict gaze.

Supervising the practice, his eyes always drift uncontrollably to the woods not far away. Sanada's condensed and serious face is full of gentle pampering that everyone can't understand, and it also makes the players who are used to the harsh and high-pressure policy of their deputy minister gossip Emotions rise to the top.

Sanada, Genichiro Sanada, the cruel and stern Emperor Likai, when did he have such a human side?How could that little boy from Qingxue have such a great charm that Sanada also became incomprehensible.Moreover, this situation has continued for many days.

After the regular training was over, the players started sparring practice under the arrangement of Sanada, and Sanada was also dragged into the departmental activity room by Liu to discuss the next training arrangement, leaving the kitten sitting lazily under the tree.

Naturally, Kirihara refused to let go of this rare opportunity. Holding the racket, he walked quickly to the edge of the woods, staring at the Ryoma whose cheeks were covered by the brim of his hat, only showing his delicate jaw and soft mouth, he shouted provocatively: "Hey, Echizen Ryoma, how about a fight?"

Slowly raising his head, looking at the unfriendly Kirihara in his eyes, Ryoma smiled: "Okay, I don't care." Living at Sanada's house these days, although Sanada's family members are very kind to him, but Not being able to have a good fight with that person still made Ryoma feel uncomfortable.Moreover, Akaya Kirihara in front of him still has a grudge against him, who told him to hurt Fuji-senpai so excessively in the final?

"Hey, Kirihara, don't you still want to be punished by Vice Minister Sanada?" Kuwahara, who came over worriedly, felt nervous when he saw that the two were facing each other again.No way, this Kirihara doesn’t know any lessons, isn’t it enough to run 200 laps last time?Didn't he see how important this little scruffy child was to Sanada?

"It doesn't matter if it's just a practice match, Vice Minister Sanada won't say anything." He snorted coldly, raised his hand and used the racket to face Ryoma's face arrogantly, Kirihara smiled provocatively. "Even if you lose, Echizen, don't cry to the vice minister!"

The delicate eyebrows and eyes were tightened in displeasure, half-closed cat eyes stared at Kirihara, Ryoma pursed his lips and said nothing, bent down to take out the racket from the ball bag, and walked towards the court without looking back.

On the court, the two boys who are only one year apart in age are staring at each other, with a tense and tense momentum; while outside the court, Lihai Volkswagen Zhengxuan has chosen the best viewing angle position, wandering around with eyes watching the play On Ryoma's delicate cheeks.

Whether Sanada's punishment will be raised to a new unprecedented level, this is what they are most concerned about.As for the game, it seems not so important.To be able to defeat Sanada, the strength of Aigaku's Echizen Ryoma is naturally not bad, isn't it?

However, something seems wrong.

Facing Kirihara's aggressive provocation, although the child still smiled proudly as usual, it seemed that he lacked the fighting spirit, or Kirihara made him unable to raise the fighting spirit.After defeating Sanada, did you think that other opponents were not worth fighting?

Watching the game, everyone in Lihai had doubts and disappointment in their hearts, because the game was not as evenly matched as they imagined, but presented a one-sided situation where Kirihara had all the advantages.Even Sanada didn't stop the game that shouldn't have happened, and stared at the petite figure on the field with complex eyes.

He looked as if he had exhausted all his fighting spirit in the Kanto Contest, and he could never see the unbelievable light that filled his body at that time.Although his movements and running positions were still as precise as ever, there was no fighting spirit in his eyes.

Echizen, what's wrong with you?Why is it like this?Where did the proud and fearless look that made me unable to bear the fear at that time go?

A game ended with Kirihara taking a big lead.Standing blankly in his own half, Kirihara stared blankly at the little boy who lowered his head and looked silent, with doubts and embarrassment in his eyes.

wrong!not like this!In the first match against himself, Echizen Ryoma was still arrogant and unruly even in such an extremely unfavorable situation as his knee injury, which brought him astonishment again and again; but now that he is like this, he has never even displayed half of his strength !Is he really in a bad state, or does he look down on himself?

Biting his lower lip angrily, he strode across the net and walked in front of Ryoma, grabbing his lapel, Kirihara shouted angrily: "What do you mean, Echizen Ryoma? I really want to compete with you, what do you mean?" What's the meaning?"

"Let go, Kirihara." Frowning, Sanada walked quickly into the court, with a hint of anger flashing in his dark eyes, he glanced at the silent boy with his head down, and said coldly: "Now is the time for sparring practice , what are you all doing? Everyone, 50 laps!"

The people implicated and the culprit reluctantly left howling, leaving only Sanada and Ryoma still facing each other silently on the field.Staring at the delicate little face with a dazed expression, Sanada bent down and took the racket that was tightly grasped in the pale little hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you use all your strength?"

In his impression, the proud and rebellious child in front of him would never allow himself to lose, and would never lose easily, no matter in competition or practice, but today, he