amber affair

Maru watched the three of them walk out the door together, pulling Dashi and asking non-stop.

"Eiji, stop messing around." He softly stopped Kikumaru who was wriggling around him like a big cat, Oishi and Kan looked at each other, and looked worriedly at Fuji and Tezuka, who looked particularly ugly.

"Okay, go back to school and continue training. There must be no slack in the national competition." Closing his eyes hard, hiding all his emotions under the condensed phoenix eyes, Tezuka turned around and walked out without looking back.

Going all out for the national competition is the only thing I can do for you, Echizen.

(35)

The setting sun puts away the last ray of afterglow, and quietly falls between the sea and the sky.The day is not over, and the night is not coming yet. At this moment of encountering magic before nightfall, everything in the world seems to be quiet, except for the flickering light of the newly lit lanterns.

Having just played a game and just lost that game, Tezuka was panting slightly, sitting quietly by the side of the court where the crowd had dispersed, his eyes flickering and hesitant to speak, staring at the boy beside him. "Echizen, are you waiting for someone?"

"Hmm." Seen through his thoughts, the innocent kitten's face flushed slightly, and his bright golden eyes looked away with slight annoyance.After murmuring for a while, he said softly, "Senior Sanada said he would come over."

Genichiro Sanada, you big bastard!I sent you a text message before I got on the plane, why don't you reply now, are you coming or not?

It's Sanada again.There was an unexplained pain in my heart, and the handsome face was as cold as ever, making it impossible for people to see the intense pain and jealousy under the calm appearance at the moment.Lowering his head, and using the adjustment line to hide his chaotic thoughts, Tezuka's deep voice was slightly hoarse: "When is the plane? If it's late, we won't be able to catch up with the official game."

"I know, Minister." Biting his lips lightly, his eyes lingered on his left wrist, his slender fingers couldn't help touching the soft touch, Ryoma looked at the darkening sky, his brows and eyes slightly frowned.

Wait for you for another 5 minutes. If you don't show up after 5 minutes, I will go back to the United States immediately, Sanada-senpai!

Staring at the clock on the mobile phone, Ryoma didn't notice how a slender and tall figure hurriedly stepped into the stadium of Morinono University and looked around anxiously. What kind of ecstasy was there.

Walking quickly to the side of the young man who was staring at the phone as if staring at his enemy, Sanada calmed his rapid breathing and asked softly, "Why did you come back suddenly? Why didn't you let me pick you up?"

"I sent you a text message yesterday when I got on the plane, and you obviously didn't reply!" Looking up at Sanada, with a tight and swollen face, Ryoma's voice contained a hint of imperceptible coquettish anger, slightly stared annoyed at his serious face.

"Sorry, I didn't receive the text message until noon." Bending down, looking at the boy by the light of the street lamp, Sanada softened his voice: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

The conversation as if no one else was there made Tezuka who was sitting on the side stand up slightly embarrassed, looking at the delicate face that couldn't hide his joy, with sadness lingering in his eyes.Sighing softly, he picked up his belongings silently, and said, "Echizen, I'm leaving, let's keep working hard during the official competition."

"Oh, goodbye, Minister." Responding casually, Ryoma turned his head and stared at Sanada with blazing eyes, raised his small hand to grab his skirt, and whispered: "I'm hungry, take me to eat."

The warm and rough palm gently wrapped the white and slender hand on the chest, Sanada frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you going to go home?"

go home?It's no wonder that the stinky old man didn't annoy him to death when he got home, he sneaked back.I came back not only to complete the competition with the minister, but also to meet this person, why doesn't he understand anything?Ask yourself if you want to go home?What a brainless bastard!

Frowning unhappily at Sanada, bent down to pick up his big ball bag, Ryoma dragged him and turned around and walked out of the court, saying as he walked: "No, let's find a hotel to live in, and you will take me to the airport tomorrow .”

In his heart, there was an inexplicable expectation for no reason, which made Sanada blush and heartbeat.While cursing himself for being inexplicable, he pulled the young man who was walking in front of him back to his side, and sighed softly: "Don't send text messages next time, just call me." He didn't dare to think that if the late text message If it was later, would he not be able to see the child who occupied his heart, and would make the little wild cat angry again.

Under the strange eyes of the hotel staff, Sanada opened the room with a calm and handsome face, and led Ryoma upstairs without saying a word.Entering the door, closing the door, looking at the young man lying on the bed, he said in a deep voice, "Don't sleep, go take a shower and come eat."

Turning over and sitting up, watching Sanada take out several insulated lunch boxes from the backpack he brought with him and place them on the low plane one by one, Ryoma couldn't help blinking curiously, and asked, "What did you bring to eat?"

"Please ask the nanny to cook, it's all your favorite food." Looking back, looking at the round cat eyes that instantly widened, Sanada shook his head with a smile.Gently stroked his sweaty hair with fingers, and urged in a low voice: "Go take a shower, be obedient."

"Okay." Staring at the steaming food, Ryoma swallowed salivatingly, obediently got up and hurried to the bathroom.He still remembered to bring him delicious food, so forgive him for making himself wait so long.

Sitting quietly on the head of the bed, he opened the juvenile's bulging globe bag. After seeing the racket and change of clothes in a mess, Sanada sighed helplessly, took out one by one, sorted it out and put it away went in.Really, besides tennis, why are you so confused.With such a temper, how could he let him go to America with peace of mind, he couldn't even take care of himself.

After taking a shower, he walked quickly back to the room with his wet hair as usual, and habitually threw the dry towel in his hand to Sanada. Ryoma sat next to the low plane, picked up his chopsticks and ate with his head down.

The grilled fish is still crispy and delicious, and the chawanmushi is still steaming. Kanagawa is not so close to Tokyo. I don’t know how this person came here.However, it's really delicious. He always eats hamburgers in the United States these days, and he has long been tired of it. He has been thinking about today's dinner since he got on the plane.

Squinting his eyes, enjoying the warm hands on his head wiping his hair carefully, and the delicious smell of food still lingering between his lips and teeth, Ryoma turned his head to look at Sanada.Although his expression was still as serious as ever, there was a touch of sweetness in his golden cat eyes.Putting a piece of grilled fish to his mouth, Ryoma chuckled and murmured, "Let's eat together."

Looking at the beautiful cat eyes that were slightly curved like a crescent moon, Sanada smiled, and the corners of his lips raised a slight arc.Gently smoothing out the wet dark green hair with his fingers, he sat down next to Ryoma, put the rice in front of him, and said softly, "Don't just eat grilled fish, eat some rice."

"Grilled fish is delicious, so is chawanmushi." Muttering, the movements of his hands didn't seem to slow down, Ryoma quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, watching Sanada frown.

Knowing that he eats a lot and is picky, I hurried home as soon as I received his text message at noon.Under the ambiguous eyes of the nanny Asi, he asked her to make a dinner for three people, and then rushed to Tokyo, just to let him eat his favorite food.

It's just that I haven't eaten Japanese food for a few days. Is it necessary to look like an African refugee who hasn't eaten for several months?Sighing amusedly, watching Ryoma ignore the rice at hand and eat grilled fish and chawanmushi, Sanada simply picked up the rice and brought it to his sauce-stained mouth, commanding in a deep voice: "Open your mouth."

Staring at Sanada in dissatisfaction, he opened his mouth obediently and swallowed the rice he put in his mouth, Ryoma couldn't help but smile triumphantly.Raising his hand, he scooped up a spoonful of fresh tea bowls and moved them to Sanada's side, imitating his tone just now: "Open your mouth."

The light in his eyes was slightly deep, staring at the young man's charming and lovely delicate face, Sanada silently swallowed the food in his mouth, and gently embraced him in his arms.

Miss him very much, from the moment he left, this miss has never stopped.Whether it is in class or training, mind-wandering has become a common occurrence, just because this yearning will always be touched by inadvertent things.Such an abnormal self, Yukimura sees everything in his eyes, and always shows a bitter smile.Yukimura, you know something.

"What are you thinking about?" Curled up in Sanada's warm arms, Ryoma licked his lips lightly, looking curiously at his suddenly sunken handsome face.

"It's nothing." As if his mind was being peeped, Sanada looked away in embarrassment, looking at the brightly lit city outside the window, and changed the subject lightly: "How is it, did you gain a lot from going to America this time?"

Snorting dissatisfiedly, he put his arms around Sanada's neck, his golden eyes looked straight into the depths of his black eyes, Ryoma frowned and said, "They are not as good as you."

They just play tennis for the sake of playing tennis. In their eyes, tennis is just a tool. There is nothing to be happy about playing against them.My favorite is playing with you, Sanada-senpai.

Listening to the extremely serious and childish voice, Sanada felt a ripple in his heart, and his arms around him tightened slightly.With his chin resting on his soft hair, he sighed softly, "Don't relax, the official competition hasn't started yet."

"I know, Sanada-senpai." Pressing his face against Sanada's neck, breathing in the refreshing smell of his body, the cat's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of haze opened under the light. "During the national competition, I want to fight you well, and you have to show all your strength, you know?"

Silently pursed his lips, recalling Yukimura's particularly forbearing expression these days, Sanada frowned slightly,