Disciples are good, dolls are bad

Yeah?Do you think so too, doll? " Kikumaru turned his head and looked at someone who was following behind, picking his booger and casually scanning his surroundings.

"Ah? Ask me? Even what I cook is better than theirs. It would be strange if those counterfeit chefs can cook delicious dishes." Picking his nose. (Author Flower Arrangement: But don’t you eat a lot? Doll picks your nose: Didn’t your mother teach you that it’s shameful to waste food? And those canned foods are ready-made, and I didn’t pay for them, so why don’t you eat them?)

"Fake chef? Sister Doll, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, children don't need to know that much, I'll go to the bathroom first." Waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Sister Baby, don't get lost." Taocheng laughed.

"Go for seppuku, be careful I kick you into the cesspit."

Ryoma turned his head, looked at his girlfriend who was walking to the toilet, and looked at her thoughtfully.I always feel like she has something to say.

"Hey, Echizen, let's go." Taocheng called.

"Uh, oh." He recovered and followed.

"Echizen, if you're worried about Sister Doll, you can go to the bathroom with her. Anyway, the men's and women's toilets are just next door." Taocheng laughed.

"Madamadadane."

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After returning from the toilet, I was about to go back to my room to sleep. When I passed by the front room, I suddenly heard excited voices inside.

"What! Let's play fake matches?!" Kikumaru was surprised.

"This is ridiculous! Could it be that Sakura Fubuki invited us here for this purpose?" Taocheng is the most prone to riots.

"This is what Sakura Fubuki planned long ago. He has already placed a big bet on our team. As long as we lose the game, he can win a huge amount of money." Tezuka's calm voice echoed in the silent in the room.

"That guy is really despicable!" Taocheng said.

Fuji lowered his head and thought for a moment, then turned to look at Tezuka:

"Tezuka, what should we do? Are we really going to agree to that request?"

"We have no other choice now. I think Sakura Fukixue has sent someone to monitor and control us. If we have any resistance, he will not let us go." Gan pushed his glasses.

"Should I tell Senior Sister Wa first?" Fuji asked hesitantly.

"That's right! Let's tell Senior Sister Wa about this matter. Senior Sister Huawa's martial arts are so strong, even if Sakura Fukixue really sends people to deal with us, Senior Sister Baby can easily deal with them!" Taocheng immediately saw a glimmer of hope. .

"But, what if Sakura Fukixue has a gun in his hand? People like those who deal with foreigners all the year round will definitely keep a pistol in their possession. No matter how powerful Sister Baby is, she can't match the pistol, right? I can't beat them then, no? Say, it may be life-threatening!" Dashi said worriedly.

"... Oishi's worries are not unreasonable. You can't let the baby-senpai take risks." Tezuka said thoughtfully.

"Then what should we do? We don't have a phone, so we can't notify the police. Even if we do, they won't believe it. And even if they really believe it, they won't be able to come to this vast sea. .” Taocheng sighed.

"Hey, why did this happen to me? It would be great if I didn't come." Kikumaru leaned on the sofa in frustration.

The room fell silent, and no one spoke. Ryoma put his head in his trouser pocket and bowed his head in silence for a while, then looked up at the door with a gap open.

I stood at the door, listening to their conversation quietly, then turned around and took out my mobile phone to call someone. (Author Flower Arrangement: By the way, don’t you never use your mobile phone? Doll picks your nose: I didn’t buy this mobile phone, and the phone bill was also paid by Longma’s mother. The important thing is that the plot needs it now, the plot needs it)

"Beep... beep... click. Hello." There was an answering voice on the other end of the phone.

"Moxi Moxi, Xiaojing, it's me. It's nothing, just... I want to ask you for a favor."

After I finished speaking, I hung up the phone, turned around, and suddenly saw Ryoma standing behind me with his trouser pockets in his pocket, looking at me as if he understood something.

"Scared! You, why are you here?" You scared me.

"...You already knew about it? The conspiracy of that person to invite us here."

"...Well, it's a lie to say that I don't know. But when the old woman told me about this luxury trip at the beginning, I didn't think that the owner of this passenger ship was Sakura Fukiyuki. I also saw your brother at the swimming pool before. I just remembered."

"Then why didn't you tell us later?" Want to watch a good show?

"Ah, I've come here anyway, so I can't go back right away, haha." Picking his head, he glanced at him with a guilty conscience, and sure enough, he saw a contemptuous expression on his face.

"Uh, cough. Don't worry, with me, a female warrior, what are you afraid of? People block people and kill people, Buddhas block people and kill Buddhas!"

"...I think it was you who was killed."

"What are you talking about? Are you so unconfident about your girlfriend? It's not like you haven't seen me fight. When have I ever lost?"

"Madamadadane."

"Speaking of which, your long-lost brother is also involved in this conspiracy, shouldn't you talk to him first?" I reminded deliberately with a smile.

"..." Longma glanced up, but didn't speak.

I fell asleep early, and when I woke up, I found that it was only after 4 o'clock, so I couldn't sleep, so I could only walk on the bow of the boat in every possible way, blowing the sea breeze.

"Ah, ah chirp!" The sea breeze at night is really cold, I'd better stay in the room and wait for the dawn comfortably.

Just as I turned to go to the room and passed the stadium on the passenger ship, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind me.

"Yo, Echizen Ryoma's girlfriend, my future sister-in-law." As soon as I heard the voice, I knew who it was.

Turning around, I saw the guy with the grinning face.

"Boy, I'm Echizen Ryoma's girlfriend, but it's hard to tell if it's not your sister-in-law." I won't let my man recognize a brother like you.

"Don't be so ruthless, anyway, I'm also a man from the Echizen family." Long Ya leaned on the side of the boat, bouncing the ball with a racket in her hand.

"Really? But how did I hear that you were adopted by that old man Nanjiro? The DNA is not the same at all." But I don’t know if it’s a rumor, but the two of them obviously look alike)

"Hehe, you really don't save face when you talk. Whether it's true or not, that kid is my younger brother anyway. However, I'm very surprised, why do you like my stupid younger brother? He I was often bullied when I was young."

"You will also say that it was when you were a child. Besides, it's okay for a man to be weak. The important thing is, don't be the kind of guy who sells his soul for money. That kind of person is the most shameful." It's you, kid .

"...Really?" Long Ya seemed to have heard my voice, she was silent for a while, then looked down at the tennis ball in her hand thoughtfully:

"...Tennis is really a good thing."

"Really? But for you, money is also a good thing, isn't it? Speaking of this, I would like to ask you, how much money have you made from tennis until now? It's right to want to make money, love There is nothing wrong with money, but as the saying goes, a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way (you are the least qualified to say this, right?), what money should be earned and what money should not be earned, I think you should be very clear .Like me, I also love money. In order to make money, I try every means or even use any means. I have to hide something, but there is a kind of person whose money I will never earn." Leaning lightly on the railing, he glanced sideways at him.

"Really? What kind of person?" Long Ya chuckled.

"...that is, people who will go to hell after death. I don't want to get my hands dirty for a little money, lest I also be dragged to hell. After you die...do you want to go to hell too?"

"...Heh. You are right. It seems that I really have to think about whether to change my boss."

"The game will go ahead as planned tomorrow. I don't care about your plans, and I don't want to, but..." I straightened up, with my right hand resting on the handle of the knife at my waist, and I pushed the scabbard away with a "Kara", revealing a section of the knife. The blade was shining coldly, and looked at him coldly: "If you dare to touch a hair on that kid during the game, even if I can spare you, the knife in my hand will never forgive you."

"..." Long Ya silently looked at the gradually walking away figure, then lowered her head and chuckled:

"Heh, your girlfriend is such an interesting person, isn't she, Ryoma?"

After Long Ya finished speaking, the surroundings were silent for a while, and then Ryoma came out from behind the cabin on the other side with his trouser pockets in his pockets.

"..." Ryoma looked at him, then turned his head to look at the direction someone left.

"...I think, I probably know why you like her." Long Ya looked at him, and for the first time showed a smile that only a "brother" could have.

"...Madamadadane." Raising the corners of his mouth slightly, Ryoma looked at the dark coastline in the distance, and looked up at the sky. The clouds and mists slowly dispersed, and the sun's rays gradually emerged.

It's almost bright.

That dead old man Sakura Fubuki actually used other people as hostages to threaten Ryoma to deliberately lose to Long Ya, of course I can't let him go.

Although the match between the two on the field is still going on, there is already a lot of smoke outside the field. Long Ya also intentionally used the ball to break