Amethyst Fascination

The game was suspended, and the referee left in a hurry to discuss matters related to changing the venue.

He quickly walked back to the sidelines and sat down, Atobu's face was very ugly.Dark blue eyes were gloomy, looking at Renzu walking towards him, he said coldly: "Go and see if that kid is injured."

At that moment just now, seeing that little guy rushing up desperately, his heart was filled with fear.He didn't dare to think about it, and if he was a little bit off, he didn't dare to think about it any more.

Grabbing the towel off his head, Atobe turned his head to Hua Tunnel with uncontrollable anger, "Go back and remind me to overhaul all the facilities in this broken stadium sometime."

"Yes." Still answering calmly, a trace of surprise flashed in Huadi's eyes.I have been with Atobe for three years, and I have never seen such a furious and out-of-control Atobe.

On the sidelines of the court, Sanada clenched his hands into fists, pursed his lips into a cold straight line, and gritted his teeth: "It's too lax! It's so dangerous, what is he thinking!"

Half-closed his eyes, looking at the young man who was surrounded by Seigaku people not far away, Yukimura's elegant lips were slightly tightened, and he turned his face away.Gently stroked his left chest with his fingers, feeling the violent beating of his heart, he sighed lowly.

What a bad kid.

Sneezing inexplicably, Ryoma looked at Oishi who was lowering his head and pinched fine glass shards from his legs, and muttered embarrassedly: "I'm fine, Oishi-senpai."

"He said it's okay, so many wounds!" Frowning tightly, Dashi didn't stop moving his hands, and there was a slight tremor in his voice.

"Echizen, does it hurt?" Worry and pain flickered in Binglan's eyes, and Buer stroked his sweaty little head, his gentle voice was slightly hoarse.

"It's just a small injury. Senior Dashi made a big fuss." Proudly pursing his lips, the boy hummed softly, and wanted to say something, but the instant the disinfectant was applied to his skin, it turned into a cry of pain.

Standing beside the boy, Tezuka's condensed handsome face was ashen, his eyes fixed on the boy's fair calf.The wound was not deep, and the blood didn't flow much, but the densely packed small openings were shocking.

At that time, just a little bit, he stopped the child.But he understood that even if he yelled, the stubborn child would not listen to him.The desire to win, the kid more than any of them.

Sighing softly, Tezuka suppressed his concern and asked, "Echizen, can we continue?"

"Of course. The king of Monkey Mountain is still far away!" He raised his eyebrows arrogantly. Under Tezuka's deep gaze, the boy raised the corners of his lips and snorted proudly: "I want to hand over the seat of Qingxue's pillar to the minister. Take it from here."

"Then, let's go." Reaching out to support the petite boy, Tezuka led him towards the new playing field.

"Atobe, that guy is fine, you can rest assured." Walking back to Atobe, Renzu looked at the relieved expression of the other party, and sighed silently in his heart.He knew that this proud Ice Emperor really fell into the trap.

After changing to a new venue, the tie-break officially began.

Just like the replica of the battle between the two ministers in the Kanto Tournament, a short tie-break was played for two hours and there was still no winner.

Keigo Atobe, who leads the 200-member Hyotei Tennis Club, and Echizen Ryoma, a young samurai who is born with a competitive spirit, are the only ones who will not give in to each other for the victory of their team.

It was dusk and the score was locked at 117-117.The exhausted two lay on the ground panting, causing the surrounding audience to shout anxiously.

Finally, Atobe stood up first with difficulty; then, the little boy also got up at the last moment.

Looking at Atobe standing quietly at the baseline, the boy raised his hand and hit the ball vigorously.The ball landed beside Atobe, but the Ice Emperor's emperor didn't fight back and let the ball bounce out of the court.

Facing the dark blue eyes that were out of focus, Tezuka knew that Atobe had lost consciousness.But he was still so proud and refused to fall down.

The game finally came to an end with 7-6, and Qingxue advanced to the quarter-finals.

Laughing, everyone in Qingxue rushed towards the little boy, but the boy took out an electric razor out of nowhere, walked towards the proudly standing Atobe with a mischievous smile on his lips.

"Stop! You devil!" Angrily stopping the kid with a smirk on his face, all the ice emperors stood in front of Atobe.

Blinking his eyes, the boy looked around at the crowd and frowned slightly: "It's agreed, whoever loses will have his head shaved."

"Then you shave mine." Taki, who had been silent all this time, knelt down in front of the boy and begged in a low voice.

After thinking for a while, the boy raised his hand to Taki's hair, but was held tightly by a slender hand when he didn't want to.Taking the razor, Atobu's eyes sparkled with doting, staring at the golden eyes shining with dazzling light in the setting sun, and humming softly: "Do you think my uncle's beauty will be damaged because of this? Huh?"

With purple-gray hair hanging down, looking at the young man with a satisfied smile on his lips, Atobe shook his head, gently pinched his smooth and delicate cheeks with his fingers, and said with a slight smile: "Stand on the top, my little one!" Guy. You beat me, Keigo Atobe."

"You don't need to tell the King of Monkey Mountain, I know it too." Patting Kaibu's hand, the boy wrinkled his straight and small nose, and hummed proudly.

Standing by the court, staring at the boy's rare mischievous smile, Yukimura had a faint smile on his lips.

"A good match." The line of his lips, which had always been straight, raised a slight arc, and Sanada's eyes, with a hint of expectation, fell on the boy's back for a long time. "If there is no accident, Li Haida's opponent is Qingxue."

Walking out of the stadium, Atobe saw Lihai's big yellow uniform and that blue-purple hair at a glance.The corners of his lips sank slightly, and he walked straight over, staring coldly at the amethyst-like phoenix eyes, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what your thoughts are, I will never let go of that brat."

With purple eyes slightly bent, Yukimura looked at Atobe calmly, and when Sanada frowned back, he smiled indifferently: "I don't know what you're talking about."

Turning around, buying a can of Fanta from the vending machine behind him, Yukimura walked slowly towards the little boy who was following the team.Seeing those beautiful eyes looking at him, he smiled softly: "Congratulations, little guy."

The usual gentle words, but in the ears of caring people, there is a compelling intimacy, which complicated many eyes.

After receiving the Fanta handed by Yukimura, the boy skillfully pulled the tab and took a big gulp, then raised his eyes to meet the smiling purple eyes, and hummed softly, "When did you come?"

"Since you were led by 4-0." Looking at the little bit of shame and displeasure in the round cat eyes, Yukimura smiled softly, and handed the clean towel in front of the boy. "Yesterday, thank you."

Frowning, Sanada stared at Yukimura quietly, clenched his hands hanging by his sides into fists.Regardless of whether there was any intentional or unintentional hint from Atobe just now, he knew that this kind of Yukimura was something he had never seen before.

Although Yukimura, the chief minister of Rikkai, has always shown others with a gentle face, Sanada knows that it is just Yukimura's surface.The real him is always estranged from Lihai Taizheng, and his aura of calm and prestige can convince everyone.

Just like facing the domineering Atobe just now, Yukimura just smiled and answered coldly, which made the opponent lose most of his momentum.This is the minister of their king Li Haida.

However, only when facing this child, Yukimura would show a genuine smile, which Sanada had seen more than once.Therefore, he was sure that there was an unknown bond between this child and Yukimura.

What other people think, the teenager doesn't know.Taking the towel from those slender fingers, the fingertips of each other touched for a moment, and the slight heat made the delicate face a little red.After lowering his head and muttering for a while, he said softly, "I'm going back."

"Okay, be careful on the road." Smiling and flicking the brim of his white hat, Yukimura bent slightly and whispered softly in the boy's ear, "If Mama Rinko calls, please say hello for me."

The soft breath lingered in his ears, causing a blush to appear in the small earlobe. The young man covered his ears and backed away a little, looked away uncomfortably, and whispered: "I see."