amber affair

In this rare comfort, Sanada closed his eyes and leaned comfortably against the big tree behind him, and replied: "Yes, there will be a match tomorrow."

Nestling into Sanada's arms habitually, Ryoma muttered lazily: "Then don't go back, go to my house."

Opening his eyes slightly, he looked at the kitten acting coquettishly to him as if no one else was acting like a spoiled child. A faint smile spread on Sanada's lips, "Wouldn't it be nice to keep going to your house to bother you?" However, he really I really like that this little wild cat is always dependent on me, and I don't want to be separated from him.

"Don't you need to warm up before the competition?" Frowning slightly, staring at Sanada's soft black eyes, Ryoma blinked and proudly said, "Warm up tonight, you accompany me."

Even if I can't become an opponent in the national competition, I will always regard you as an opponent, Sanada-senpai!

(38)

Under the long corridor of Echizen's parents, a delicate young man with rare amber cat eyes had wet dark green hair on his head, holding a Himalayan cat with eyes very similar to his in his arms, staring at him without moving. Two people who are doing sparring practice in the distant court.

"Ryoma." Leaning against the door of the living room, Lunzi saw the obvious jealousy in the young man's eyes, and felt a little funny.He called softly, and sat beside Longma with his puzzled eyes. Lunzi smiled and said, "Why, do you even want to eat your father's jealousy?"

"Who's jealous?" The kitten, whose thoughts were seen through, blushed slightly, lowered its head and stroked Carubin's soft fur, and muttered angrily, "It's obvious that he's here to warm up with me, but he's fine, playing so happily alone .”

Picking up the towel in his hand, Rinko gently wiped Ryoma's hair, his smiling eyes fell on the increasingly displeased little face, and chuckled softly: "But Ryoma's appearance is obviously jealous."

"Mom!" He frowned and stared at Lunzi's smiling eyes full of embarrassment, Ryoma pursed his lips, thinking that if you continue talking, I will definitely ignore you.

Rubbing his soft hair amusedly, Lunzi gradually restrained his smile, and said softly: "Ryoma, it's been so long, you haven't told your mother, do you like him?"

Ryoma likes Sanada, Rinko is very sure of this.But I have never heard my proud son admit it in person, so I am a little dissatisfied after all.You can clearly see how much you care about each other at a glance, but why don't you say it?

Facing Rinko's question, Ryoma slightly frowned, his eyes unconsciously turned to Sanada who was obviously at a disadvantage in the court, and whispered: "I like it."

Lunzi's heart is full of love for his always proud son's rare shy appearance.Gently stroking the delicate and tender face, staring at the pair of pure and flawless eyes, she chuckled: "Then when are you going to tell him?"

"Why did I tell him, he never said anything." Ryoma muttered dissatisfiedly, and stared at Sanada in a blink of an eye, his immature and hoarse voice was mixed with a hint of anger.It's not that I haven't said it, and it's so obvious, that bastard didn't show it at all, so should he confess first?Go dreaming!

Seeing his son's proud and awkward expression, Lunzi shook his head helplessly.Really, I'm still a child with a temper, and I'm so awkward and stubborn even if I like it.

In fact, Lunzi didn't necessarily want Longma to confess his love first, but felt that if these two children who didn't know how to express their true feelings were together, if they continued to be so ambiguous, they would regret wasting a lot of time in the future.

Therefore, Lunzi gently held up Ryoma's delicate face, stared seriously at those eyes with a little confusion, and said softly: "Ryoma, do you know that I was the one who confessed to your father first. If you affirm the other party I also like you, so whoever says it first, isn't it all the same?"

"No." Breaking free from Lunzi's hands, Ryoma stood up and walked towards the living room, turned his head and smiled at Lunzi, and said awkwardly: "It's fine if he doesn't say it, I won't say it first!" That idiot, Whatever he wants.

After finishing sparring practice with Minamijiro, Sanada thanked him politely and walked slowly to the living room.Seeing the young man curled up on the sofa like a cat, holding a Fanta in one hand and absently pressing the remote control in the other, he frowned slightly in disapproval, and said in a deep voice, "I just drank Fanta this afternoon, why are you drinking it again?" drink?"

"Don't worry about it." Glaring at Sanada with a serious face, Ryoma snorted unhappily, turned his head away from him, and muttered with his small mouth: "Obviously I said that I came to warm up with me, but I didn't Went to play ball with my stinky dad."

Looking at the cute little face full of embarrassment, Sanada's eyes were slightly soft, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.Walking over to sit next to Ryoma, breathing in the faint fragrance from him at a very close distance, Sanada softened his voice: "Didn't you fight Dashi just now?"

Kneeling on the sofa, holding Sanada's slightly open neckline tightly with his small hands, Ryoma pursed his lips, narrowed his golden cat eyes and looked at Sanada fixedly, and said slightly angrily: "You are the one who agreed to practice with me." Bar!"

"Then I'll fight you again after I take a break, okay?" His black eyes were full of doting, Sanada's rough palms stroked the cold and smooth hair, feeling the tingling that made his whole heart feel soft and numb, and bowed his head There was a faint laugh in his ear.

Surprised to see Sanada's handsome and handsome face that was rarely relaxed, Ryoma blinked, raised his arms around his neck, and gently rubbed the warm skin on the back of his neck with a trace of sweat with his callused little hands , Leaning into Sanada's arms. "Then it's done, fight with me later."

"Echizen, I'm covered in sweat..." Sighing lightly, Sanada backed away a little to prevent the smell of sweat from contaminating the pure boy in his arms.

"It doesn't matter." Tightening his arms to prevent Sanada from leaving, Ryoma raised his head and looked at Sanada's lips that were close at hand.The slightly raised thin lips were rosy and healthy because of the movement just now, and there was a hint of charm, bewildering the golden cat eyes.Slowly leaning over, the tip of his tongue lightly licked his slightly pursed lips, and he whispered softly: "You are an idiot, Sanada-senpai."

I don't understand why Ryoma suddenly called himself an idiot, but the sweet scent of grapes on the tip of his tongue made Sanada kiss her pink lips involuntarily, breathing slightly hurriedly.

"Hey, what did I see?" With his hands folded in front of his chest, Nanjiro stared at the two people who looked close with a smile, and shouted in a strange voice, and was pinched by Rinko on the arm. With one hand, he was dragged out of the living room involuntarily.

"Tch, you deserve it!" He snorted slightly annoyed, looked at Sanada with an unnatural expression, grabbed the silver racket with his little hand, and said, "Hey, do you know our minister's Tezuka field?"

"Well, I know." Ryoma suddenly mentioned Tezuka, which made Sanada feel displeased, wrapped his arms around the petite body in his arms, and responded with some doubts.

"I always feel that since Tezuka Teruyuki can attract the ball to his side with the help of rotation, he should be able to hit the ball out, don't you think?" Swinging the racket thoughtfully, his delicate eyebrows and eyes slightly frowned, While thinking, Ryoma adjusted the angle of the racket, imitating Tezuka's usual way of swinging the racket.

Frowning, Sanada was sure that he didn't like Ryoma's attention to Tezuka so much, and even his voice subconsciously cooled down, and asked lightly, "Have you discussed it with Tezuka?"

Nodding obediently, Ryoma tried hard to recall what Tezuka had said to him, and said with a frown: "The minister said that if you want to hit the ball with spin, the range of control will be much larger than Tezuka's domain, and it is almost impossible. .But I think it should be possible.”

Although full of displeasure, Sanada still seriously considered the possibility that Ryoma said.The rough thumb gently rubbed the small hand in the palm of his hand, calculating the difference between the two. After a long silence, he shook his head and said, "It's really impossible. The Tezuka domain is not something ordinary people can grasp, and it needs to be repulsed contrary to attraction." The ball must be played with much stronger spin than the former, and the burden on the arm will be much heavier."

"Then will you know the minister's field?" Ryoma raised his eyebrows and looked at Sanada provocatively, and Ryoma's lips curled into a faint smile.I really like his serious expression, as much as I like his smile.

"I won't imitate others. If you blindly imitate, you will get nothing in the end." Pursing his lips, Sanada raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and his deep eyes flashed with a look of disdain for the world.

"I don't like you imitating anyone either." Looking up and kissing Sanada's warm thin lips lightly, Ryoma smiled and said, "Have you rested, it's your turn to accompany me."

Equivalent strength, even in practice, Sanada and Ryoma played extraordinarily heartily, until dinner time.Taking advantage of Sanada's opportunity to take a bath first, Ryoma ran to the refrigerator, took out a can of frozen Fanta and took a gulp, squinting his eyes contentedly, like a sneaky cat.

"Sanada-kun doesn't seem to like you drinking Fanta, Ryoma." Walking out of the kitchen with Ryoma's favorite grilled fish, Nanako saw her cousin secretly drinking Fanta, and was distracted by the cute appearance in the bathroom. I couldn't help laughing out loud.

Speaking of Sanada, Nanako will never forget that that cold and serious boy had a special chat with herself about Ryoma's unscrupulous drinking of Fanta at home.She still remembered that Sanada blushed at that time, but maintained her usual serious expression, talking to herself about topics that she couldn't hide her concern about.

It's not as simple as liking Sanada to Ryoma anymore.Although usually unsmiling and taciturn, his every move shows his incomparable concern for Longma.Only when you like it deeply, you will pay attention to some details that even they ignore