amber affair

.Sanada-senpai is angry, why?Obviously, he was satisfied with that round just now and won, so why is he so unhappy?

"Go, don't be careless." Following the boy's gaze, Tezuka glanced at Sanada lightly, and then urged in a low voice.

"Okay." Wrinkled his lovely straight nose in confusion, Ryoma shook his head and walked towards the court.Why is Sanada-senpai so angry? You can ask him after the game is over. The most important thing now is to win this game, it's that simple.

The match started again. Although he promised Tezuka not to be provoked by his opponent, the proud boy couldn't help but grow angry when he watched him use his skills again and again.

With a perfect zero slice, Ryoma's anger rose to its peak.The zero-style chip, he only used it once in the Kanto Grand Prix against Ice Emperor. How could this be learned?Why is this Kebin Smith so weird, is it good to learn how to play from others?

With his soft mouth tightly pressed, Facing another swift ball, Ryoma suddenly held the racket tightly with both hands, took a step forward, and swung it out at lightning speed.Like lightning falling from the sky, the small yellow ball fell heavily into the opponent's court with a fierce momentum.

"Wow! The little one is so powerful, you can actually know Sanada's thunder!" Shouting in surprise, Kikumaru approached Sanada who was standing upright, and asked repeatedly: "Hey, Sanada, is that your thunder?"

Hearing Kikumaru's question, the originally gloomy handsome face softened a bit, Sanada nodded lightly: "Yes, and it's the thunder that added the shot." Very pleasantly surprised, really pleasantly surprised, I didn't expect a short In the next week, he will be able to use the Thunder freely.

A trace of sweetness slid across his heart, and his eyes lingered on the petite boy who smiled proudly at himself and then concentrated on the game. There was a faint smile on Sanada's lips that could not be concealed.Echizen, are you telling me?Thunder is not just mine, it's ours.Without you, Thunder would not have been born so quickly, nor would it have been so powerful, would it?

On the court, in order to deal with Kebin who already knew his usual skills well, Thunder and Cyclone smashed alternately, and the seventh round was quickly ended. 4-3, Longma overtook the score.

Gritting his teeth tightly, staring at the delicate face smiling at him with a slight breath, Kebin's thoughts were a little confused.After spending so much time studying him, why was it beyond my expectations?Why is Echizen Ryoma so strong?

Leading each other, the score changed to 5-5 in a fierce game.

It seems that if you just blindly use the moves learned from Echizen Ryoma, it seems that you can't beat him. It is necessary to play your own style of ball.

Staring at Ryoma seriously, Kaibin's gray-blue eyes were full of unyielding fighting spirit. Facing the fast approaching ball, he held the racket with both hands, and the racket hit the ball with an incredible arc, giving a powerful counterattack.

The small balls that were constantly trembling during the high-speed flight gradually turned into two, three, four, or even more, which made Ryoma unable to adapt for a while.He swung his racket but missed the ball, and he could only watch helplessly as the ball landed on the baseline, spun rapidly, and finally stopped.

Throughout the entire round, Kebin carefully controlled his high balls to prevent Ryoma from using a whirlwind smash, and kept hitting low balls that brushed the net to seal off his thunder.Then, unexpectedly played his own stunt "illusion", and once again overtook the score.

5-4, the two sides exchange venues.

Walking to the side of the court, wiping the sweat off his face, Ryoma lowered his head and recalled Kebin's every move just now.If Sanada-senpai's invisible racket makes people unable to see the ball, then Kebin's hallucination will make people see multiple afterimages of the ball at once, and it is impossible to tell which one is real.

How can you tell where the real ball is?

Quietly watching Ryoma lower his head in thought, Tezuka didn't bother him.It wasn't until he turned around and was about to go on stage that he said softly, "Echizen, when you can't see the situation clearly, be calm."

"I know, Minister." With a low reply, Ryoma turned his head to look at Sanada who had been staring at him, frowned, and walked towards his bottom line again.

Standing at the bottom line, throwing the ball lightly, looking at a small shadow on the ground, suddenly cheerful.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and he easily started the round with an outspin serve. When the hallucination struck again, he suddenly lowered the brim of his hat and stared at the ground.Steadily catching the small ball flying from left to right in the air, trembling, he swung his left wrist violently, and the ball flew down to Kaibin's baseline and bounced off the court.

Slender fingers raised the brim of his hat, and his golden cat eyes flashed a triumphant smile under the light. He squinted at his stunned opponent and snorted softly, "You're still far behind!"

"Hey, why do you keep the brim of your hat down so low, aren't you afraid you won't be able to see the ball?" Staring at Ryoma's wildly smiling face with a puzzled face, Kikumaru pulled the thoughtful face beside him, and asked in a low voice.

"It's a shadow." The words told the truth, Buer's icy blue eyes contained undisguised appreciation and pampering, and a slight smile appeared on her elegant thin lips. "No matter how many balls there are in the eyes, there is always only one shadow. Echizen is very smart."

It was indeed a shadow. I didn't expect that kid to see through his opponent in such a sideways way. He was really smart.Quietly staring at the delicate little face with an unruly smile, Sanada's deep black eyes sparkled with a little smile, softening his always condensed and serious handsome face.

Whether it was guiding him to create thunder, or defeating the opponent's stunt, to that child, it was a manifestation of intelligence.Such an outstanding tennis talent, no matter where he is, will attract the attention of others.Echizen Ryoma, he was born with a quality that made the eyes of the strong freeze.

"As expected of the little devil that my uncle has taken a fancy to, he really has two talents." Different from Sanada's secret joy, Atobe greedily stared at the boy's every move, with deep love shining in his silver-purple eyes.

Frowning slightly, he glanced at the eye marks, his eyes turned uncontrollably to the young boy who was getting more and more courageous in the field, Sanada's heart throbbed a little, he clenched his fists tightly and wanted to kiss Wei Yang's face. The longing of the lips.

Don't relax, Echigo.

With such a performance, there is no suspense in the next tie-break.Although Kebin is still holding on, anyone with a discerning eye can see that his defeat is only a matter of time.

In the warm applause of the audience, the first singles game came to an end.

Waiting for the award ceremony to end, Ryoma walked up to Sanada, gently tugged on the hem of his clothes, looked up at his dark eyes, and smiled: "Aren't you going to see Konbutou?"

Kelp head?Hearing Ryoma's address to Kirihara, Sanada sighed a little funny, bent slightly to look into the depths of his golden eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Want to go with me?"

"Tch, don't go, I hate him." Turning his head proudly, secretly looking at Sanada's slightly handsome face, Ryoma couldn't help laughing.His little white hand stroked Sanada's wristband on his left wrist, and he squinted his eyes under the soft touch. He whispered, "Let's go together, but I don't want to see him."

"Naughty." Dotingly murmured, Sanada reached out to take his big ball bag, took his thin wrist, and walked out quickly.

(33)

With the return of Tezuka, the summer vacation also comes to an end amidst the singing of cicadas in autumn, and the school qualifying competition for the national competition kicks off again.

Although he came back, Tezuka became more and more silent day by day under the puzzled gazes of the main candidates. Later, it became common for him to stare at the little boy with incomprehensible eyes without saying a word. .

Faced with Tezuka's change, Buer understood it, and Oishi also understood it, but no one wanted to point it out.

Whether the youthful feelings of youth will be forgotten or will become unforgettable until the last moment of life, no one can predict.Therefore, it is also an experience in the process of growing up to let this faint love gradually settle down and gradually become a sadness that will hurt to the bone marrow at the slightest touch.

Just experience, nothing more.

There are too many coincidences in life, for example, on that spring afternoon when the sun was shining and the cherry blossoms were flying, I met that cat-like boy from the City of Angels; In the autumn afternoon when the leaves were flying, Tezuka heard a conversation that he shouldn't have heard at the corner of the court after the day's intramural ranking match.

Tezuka knew that he definitely did not intend to eavesdrop on the conversation between the boy and the tennis monthly reporter Inoue.However, in this quiet afternoon, the familiar immature and hoarseness is very clear in the noisy cicadas.

Hiding in the empty departmental activity room, leaning against the window, his dark phoenix eyes quietly stared at Inoue who was not far away with a look of astonishment, listening to him keep asking: "How could it be fake? The entry list from the US Open Organizing Committee has your name on it, Echizen!"

US Open?Entry list?Echizen?

Could it be that Echizen is going to participate in the US Open?The always cool and handsome face throbbed slightly, with an unconcealable shock, Tezuka's gaze slowly slipped, and was fixed on the delicate face of the young man.In the line of sight, the young man lowered his face, his light-colored soft lips were stubbornly pursed, showing a blur in the sun.

After the unbearable silence, the boy raised his head, his golden eyes fixed on Inoue's puzzled eyes, and his expression was indifferent: "I won't go."

"Why don't you go? How rare is it to be able to compete with the world's top players?