Amethyst Fascination

If Kempin only blindly imitates, he will not have the position of captain of the powerful US youth team.

After getting an angry slap from coach Baker of the US team, he walked sullenly to his own half.He didn't understand why this guy named Echizen Ryoma was able to overtake steadily when he was constantly being provoked and lost points by his proud moves.

The result of his absent-mindedness was that after playing again, under the fierce attack of the opponent's whirlwind smash, Kebin lost another two points.Frowning tightly, his eyes fixed on the little figure running back and forth.Although the child was slightly tired under the continuous whirlwind, he was still firmly suppressing himself.

It won't end like this, Echizen Ryoma!

The gray eyes locked the ball quickly, and the eyes suddenly sank. Kebin held the racket with both hands, and a powerful blow made everyone's eyes widen.

The yellow ball flew over the net and then suddenly accelerated, leaving several afterimages on the retina, passing by the boy's side, landing in the circle and spinning several times before stopping.

The beautiful golden eyes widened suddenly, stared at the ball for a long time, then slowly turned to look at Kai Bin with a smug smile on his lips, Ryoma raised the corners of his lips, showing a smile with great interest: "Not bad. "

Indeed, a ball shaking left and right at high speed will leave afterimages on the vision, and people with better dynamic vision will see more afterimages, making it hard to tell which one is the real ball.

With this ball called "Illusion", Kebin kept scoring.After chasing the game to a tie, he stood by the net and took the initiative to greet the boy who was still thinking.Under the other's gaze, Kebin held out his hand, thumb down.

In this game, Kebin finally won the victory, and the game entered the tie-break 6-6.

"Echizen, when the situation is unfavorable, you have to be calm, you know?" Wei Wei looked sideways at the gloomy little boy who was walking towards him, Tezuka didn't say much, his eyes were full of trust.He is very sure that this child will find a solution, just like a few months ago, he was sure that this child will become the pillar of Qingxue.

The only thing that is uncertain is whether there is his existence in the child's heart.

"I see, Minister." Under the gaze of those quiet eyes, Long Ma pulled the brim of his hat, and there was a trace of determination in his unique voice that had never been shaken.

The tie-break officially began, with the teenager serving.Standing at the bottom line, while thinking about the opponent's posture, he unconsciously threw the ball to the ground and held it again. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and the boy smiled.

Still good at the outspin serve as a start, running, surfing the net, facing the "illusion" from the opponent, the young man smiled confidently.Then, under the puzzled eyes of the audience, he lowered the brim of his hat, without looking at the ball, just staring at the ground.Raise your hand, swing your racket, and hit the ball back into the opponent's half before you have time to react.

Outside the court, Sanada, who has been watching the game, has a smile on his serious face.Glancing at Atobe beside him, he asked softly, "Do you think it's a coincidence, Atobe?"

"How is it possible? Don't ask questions knowingly." Long eyebrows were raised slightly, and Atobe stared closely at the boy's proud smiling face, and the corners of his lips curled up in satisfaction.Sure enough, it was the guy he liked, and he would always surprise people constantly.

"Hey, why does the little boy keep his hat down so low, isn't he unable to see the ball?" The big cat's eyes were full of confusion, and Kikumaru threw himself on Fuji, asking curiously.

There was a faint smile on the elegant thin lips, and the icy blue eyes couldn't help looking at the delicate face dotingly, and there was admiration in the gentle voice: "It's the shadow."

Yes, no matter how many balls you see, there is always only one real ball, so there is only one shadow.Pulling down the brim of the hat is not to let the sight be blinded by the incoming ball, but also to see clearly the course of the ball through the shadow.

Really smart, little guy.

In the stands, Yukimura crossed his arms, his amethyst-like eyes sparkled with approval.The outcome of this game has been decided, so there is no need to watch it any longer.

Standing up, Yukimura threw a light smile at the little boy who was still struggling, and slowly walked out of the court.

The climactic tie-break ended with Ryoma's victory as the perfect ending for the Japanese team.Walking to the edge of the net, he stretched out his hand to the opponent who was still panting heavily, and he hummed softly, "Hey, shake hands."

Turning his head, staring at the pair of clear golden cat pupils, Kaibin found that his resentment towards the child disappeared little by little.Suddenly, he felt that it was a stupid and ridiculous thing to continue the grievances of the previous generation on this child.

Taking a deep breath, he firmly held the calloused little hand, and Kaibin smiled. "Next time, I will beat you, Echizen Ryoma."

There was a clear applause in his ears, and when he turned his head, the young man was surprised to find that the minister, who was always unsmiling, had a faint smile on his lips, softening his dark eyes.

"Well done, Echizen."

Lowering his head in embarrassment, the shabby young man muttered in a low voice, "It's still far away."

Surrounded by the people rushing up, struggling in Kikumaru's warm embrace, the boy suddenly thought of the person sitting in the stands.He raised his eyes and looked around, but couldn't find the slender figure, and suddenly lost interest.

Bastard, didn't you promise to see the last one!