Amethyst Fascination

Accustomed to waking up early in the morning, when Yukimura opened his eyes, there was no boy beside him.But he knew that when the boy left, the morning light had just dawned outside the window.

The boy's movements were very light, but he still woke up at that moment.So he remembered that after the boy found out that he had woken up, he told him in a childish and hoarse voice: "It's still early, you continue to sleep. I'll come back to pick you up after the game."

How many years have passed, I can't remember how many years there are still people by my side when I wake up.At that moment, Yukimura felt warm in his heart, and continued to sleep peacefully.

Get up, tidy up the messy room, when Yukimura goes downstairs, Rinko has already prepared an exquisite breakfast.A bowl of porridge, a cup of steamed tea, and a few simple side dishes seem to express the care of the hostess in this house.

Seeing the lack of focus in Yukimura's purple eyes, Rinko smiled slightly, said good morning softly, and then told him what he wanted to know most at the moment. "Ryoma left early, probably on his way to the competition venue."

Thank you, finished breakfast quietly, and said goodbye politely, when Yukimura walked out of Echizen's house, there was a real smile on his handsome face.

Facing the golden morning sun and walking into the gate of Morino Park, Yukimura stopped for a moment in front of the vending machine.When I left, I had a can of purple Fanta in my hand.

Following the signs in the park, it is easy to find the upcoming match between Qingxue and Liujiao.But Yukimura did not stay, but turned to another secluded path as if he had a heart.Then, he saw a scene that made people laugh out loud.

The little boy was lying under the tree with his opponent, and he was sleeping soundly.Walking to the side of the young man and sitting down, gently lifted the hat covering his face with his white fingers, watching the sunlight shimmering like broken gold projected on his delicate face, his amethyst-like eyes slightly curved.

Taking off the coat draped over his shoulders, he carefully covered the boy's petite body, and placed the Fanta in his hand beside the boy, Yukimura did not disturb the sleeping face.

In the distance, there was noise from the crowd, as if they were calling the boy's name.Just when Yukimura was hesitating whether to wake up the sleeping boy beside him, a petite and gentle girl appeared in his sight.He recognized this girl, and when he was at a loss and lost his way that day, it was this girl who guided him to see the child beside him.

Looking at Yukimura in surprise, Ryuzaki Sakurano's delicate cheeks flushed involuntarily.The senior in front of me is really good-looking, not even comparable to many girls.Finding that pair of clear purple eyes turned to her, with a gentle smile, she took a step back involuntarily, and quickly bowed: "Well, I'm here to find Mr. Longma, and it's time for the game soon."

Seeing the little girl's eyes full of admiration lingering on the boy's delicate face, Yukimura's eyes flickered, and he lowered his head to look at her together with Zheng stretching out his hand to hug his thigh and rubbing against his thigh, with dissatisfaction muttering from his pink mouth teenager.Unable to laugh, he pushed the young man's shoulder, seeing the slowly widening golden eyes staring at him in a daze, he said softly: "It's time for the game, let's move forward."

Rubbing his eyes, Ryoma sat up, looked at Yukimura slightly in astonishment, a little dissatisfied: "Didn't I let you sleep for a while?"

"I don't need you to run again when I come here." Standing up to pat the grass clippings off his body, Yukimura urged with a slight smile on his lips: "Go, have a good game."

"Alright, let's see how I beat him." The golden cat eyes burst into a flying smile, glanced proudly at Yukimura, and kicked Aoi Kentaro, who was sleeping soundly, Ryoma picked up Fanta, He picked up the ball bag and walked towards the playing field.After walking a few steps, as if he remembered something, he looked back at Yukimura, frowned and asked, "Have you taken the medicine?"

"Well, I've eaten." Looking at the boy who turned away the moment he nodded, Yukimura thought for a while and followed.Whether he can become Li Haida's opponent depends on today.

The small pillar appointed by his own minister appeared together with the minister of Lihai University, as if a bomb had been dropped in the Qingxue team.Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, the red-haired Eiji Kikumaru flew to Ryoma's side, hugged the little shoulder, rubbed his clean face like a cat, and kept asking, "Hey, what's wrong with the little one?" Will you come with the minister of Lihai University?"

Looking at the helpless expression on the boy's expressionless face, Yukimura suddenly felt that the big and small ones were very similar to the Himalayan cat he saw at Echizen's house last night, especially the eyes.Holding back his laughter, he turned around and faced Coach Ryuzaki who was walking towards him, and bowed politely: "Hello, Coach Ryuzaki."

"Nice to meet you, Yukimura. I heard that you are sick, have you recovered?" Nodding, coach Ryuzaki couldn't stop the admiration in his eyes.

It seems that the news that I am sick has spread to all schools, should I feel honored?With a sigh in his eyes, Yukimura still answered the dragon riding coach gently. "Thank you for your concern. I'm much better now. I have something to do with Echizen later, so I came here first."

Sensing the faint alienation in Yukimura's seemingly gentle words, Coach Ryuzaki frowned slightly, and turned to look at the boy beside him.Helplessly and angrily pinching her sleepy cheeks, she scolded in a low voice: "Why is your child so uneasy! Why don't you hurry up and prepare for the competition!"

Watching the little figure rushing towards the playing field angrily with his head down, Yukimura nodded slightly to the crowd who were still staring at him with Kanken eyes, walked slowly to the side of the field and sat down.After standing for such a short while, his body was a bit too much, but at least he couldn't show a little vulnerability in front of outsiders.

Behind him, Seigaku's data tennis manager Sadaharu pushed his glasses that were always backlit, and while writing and drawing in his notebook, he whispered to Fuji next to him: "Echizen and Yukimura are 80% familiar. What do you say Right, no two."

Squinting his ice-blue eyes slightly, Fuji quietly looked at Yukimura's back, smiled meaningfully, and did not answer.

Tezuka, the child you and I care about seems to have attracted the attention of more people.Should I let you know?