Amethyst Fascination

Flying to the side of the court, the situation on the court was chaotic.The person who had practiced with him the night before and protected him from the Byodoin Temple was clutching his abdomen in pain and vomiting blood.

Facing the flustered and worried questions of Oni and Irie, Byodoin frowned, without the slightest joy of gaining the upper hand, and said coldly: "That idiot took my ball of light with his stomach last night, just to save a junior high school student. born!"

Unable to understand Tokugawa's approach, Oni and Irie frowned, staring at the panting man on the court, and pursed their lips tightly.

Knowing that the two were silently complaining, Tokugawa stood up slowly, his deep purple eyes filled with firmness: "I can't stop caring about that child who has a future, just like you did to me back then."

Yes, from the first moment he saw the child, Tokugawa knew that the child had a bright future.So he defeated him mercilessly and sent him to the cliff; so knowing that the blow by Byodoin would bring harm to his body, he had to do his best to protect him.

In Tokugawa's mind, that child was the younger brother he had always longed to have.

As if sensing the boy's arrival, Tokugawa raised his head, smiled lightly at the pair of golden eyes that couldn't conceal his astonishment, and fell down on the field.

Staring at Tokugawa, Byodoin had unforgivable anger in his eyes, and said hoarsely, "It's a waste of time to abandon such a long-term effort for a middle school student."

His eyes slowly moved away from Tokugawa's pale face, the young man met Byodoin's cold eyes in a blink of an eye, raised his hand and pointed his racket at Byodoin, and his immature voice was filled with disgust and anger: "You bastard... Thorough!"

There was an uproar in the audience.Especially in the first army, everyone looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in astonishment, and then turned their nervous eyes to Byodoin in the stadium.

With Byodoin's proud personality and violent temper, he would definitely not forgive this young man who dared to openly provoke and reprimand him.Where the next situation will go, they cannot predict.

Squinting at the golden cat eyes glaring at him, Byodoin unexpectedly did not get angry, but stared with interest at the little boy Tokugawa was protecting with his life.The corner of his lips raised a cruel arc, and he chuckled: "It seems that you are going to play in place of Tokugawa, kid."

"Just right, I also want to teach you a lesson, let you know that balls and rackets are not tools for hurting people!" Looking back at Byodoin without showing any weakness, the boy smiled softly and walked towards the court.

Not far away, Fu Er couldn't hide his anxious blue eyes flashing a trace of complexity, his hands clenched into fists.This sentence sounds very familiar, because Tezuka also said it in the face of Kite Eishiro's provocation during the national competition against Kazhong.

It's just that Echizen, Tezuka said this because he knew he could defeat his opponent.And your opponent is Byodoin, which even Tokugawa struggles with.Are you really going to fight for him?

Staring at the boy's golden eyes filled with fiery fighting intent, Fuji involuntarily turned his gaze to Yukimura on the other side of the court, as if he was waiting for something.

Don't you stop him, Yukimura?

I have never seen such an angry expression on this child, just as I have never seen him care about a person so much.I thought you were the most important existence in his heart.But now it seems that this is not the case.

Are you not even jealous, Yukimura?

As if feeling the gaze of Fuji, Yukimura raised his head and slowly looked at the other party, his amethyst-like pupils curved slightly.

Are you trying to say that I don't care at all, Fuji-kun.Do you really think that what Ryoma needs is blind pampering and love?He is a maverick kid, he has his own ideas.And I will support him and mention him, but I will not restrict him.

You can't do this, neither can Tezuka, nor can Sanada and Atobe.Only I, I understand him, can give him absolute freedom, let him pursue everything he wants with peace of mind.

Stretching out his hand in front of the boy, Atobe frowned and looked at the proud golden eyes, which were filled with disapproval. "Smelly brat, you can think clearly, Byodoin is not something you can defeat now."

Although the only victory in the second army was achieved, it also made Atobe clearly aware of the strong strength of the first army.So he was very worried, very worried that the child would be covered in bruises like Tokugawa.

"King of Monkey Mountain, don't worry." He raised his hand and patted Atobe's wrist, motioning for him to make way. The boy's clear cat eyes were filled with a proud smile, and he looked at Amethyst who was staring at him across the court. Phoenix eyes.

Decided?Those purple eyes with a slight smile seemed to be asking this question.

Decided.Gently brushing the amethyst earrings on the earlobe as if inadvertently, a slight smile appeared on the corner of the young man's lips.

Walking into the court, looking up at Byodoin's indifferent and contemptuous eyes, he hummed softly, "Let's fight."

"Wait...wait a minute!" Tokugawa, who had lost his eyesight, suddenly reached out and grabbed the boy's ankle, and there was a trace of determination in his deep purple eyes.Standing up with difficulty with the help of Oni and Irie, he gasped and shook his head: "This is my game, Echizen. You don't need to intervene."

Slightly frowning, the young man pursed his lips, staring at the corner of Tokugawa's blood-stained lips, and said displeasedly: "I'm vomiting blood, what are you trying to do?"

"Do you have an opponent that you want to defeat even if you die?" Looking quietly into the depths of the boy's clear eyes, Tokugawa's voice was calm and firm: "I have it, and it is the Phoenix of Byodoin Temple."

In silence, he and Tokugawa stared at each other for a moment, the boy raised his lips and shrugged indifferently. "Then don't lose to him."

Smiling silently with his head down, Tokugawa gently pushed away Oni and Irie's support, bent down to pick up the racket, and said to Byodoin who had been looking at him: "Go on."

The game continued from 3-3 in the third set.

Standing straight at the bottom line, Tokugawa raised his hand to wipe the corner of his lips, staring indifferently at the dazzling bright red on the back of his hand, and his deep purple eyes were filled with unshakable determination.

Byodoin has a saying that is right. This game is not only about his personal dignity, but also the sacrifices made by Oni and Irie for him.Back then, they gave up the opportunity to go overseas to help him regain his confidence and stand on this court to challenge Byodoin again.

"It seems that you really haven't learned how to behave, Tokugawa." Swinging the racket violently, the ball hit Tokugawa's face with a thunderous force, and Byodoin looked at the opponent's pale face with contempt in his eyes.

The ball had only passed halftime, and Tokugawa had already felt the sharp breath.His eyes sank, and under the unbelievable eyes of the onlookers, the reduced space was opened again, he caught the ball firmly, and then hit the opponent's half again.

With a terribly gloomy face, Byodoin countered Tokugawa mercilessly, with a cold voice: "Do you really have the consciousness of death, Tokugawa! Then I will fulfill you!"

Outside the court, the boy sitting next to Yukimura bit his lips tightly, his golden eyes flashed with undisguised excitement, and his little hand unconsciously clenched Yukimura's hand.

Tokugawa-senpai, sure enough, he still wants to fight him.

"Are you worried?" Looking sideways at the young man's focused expression, Yukimura's lips curled up slightly, and he sighed softly, "Ryoma seems to have never looked at me like that before."

The little face flushed suddenly, the young man looked back at the purple eyes staring at him, muttered for a moment, then looked down at the intertwined fingers, and whispered: "You will not give me such a chance."

This person has always been different.I seldom see him play a game, and even if he does, I have never seen him give his best.Except, the national competition.

"What about outside the stadium?" Yukimura knew that the boy was praising himself awkwardly, and rolled his eyes.The chin rested lightly on the thin shoulders, the lips gently brushed against the warm earlobe, and a soft smile overflowed from the throat.

"Are you an idiot, Yukimura-senpai!" The gentle laughter fell into the boy's ears, causing his cheeks to heat up uncontrollably.Uncomfortably trying to shake off the tightly clasped fingers, he said slightly angrily, "Watch the game seriously!"

Smiling softly, Yukimura stretched his arms around the boy's slender waist, watched the tragic game with him, and said indifferently: "For me, the only thing that matters is victory."

"That's why Sanada-senpai doesn't agree with you." He hummed proudly, and the corner of the boy's lips curled into a slight smile, "But I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

Slightly startled, Yukimura squinted his eyes and stared at the boy for a long time, finally sighed lightly, without saying anything, tightened his arms.This child will always say something that he can't ignore, and it will always make his heart beat.

On the court, the fierce contest continued.

Tokugawa's face was as pale as death, and even pursing his lips straight could not stop the blood from spilling out of the corners of his mouth.The place where the abdomen was hit by the light ball throbbed violently, and the internal organs seemed to be crumpled by an invisible hand, and it was impossible to tell where the pain was.

His footsteps were a little staggered, and after flying to save the ball that fell in the frontcourt, he also fell heavily on the court.The blood that had been tightly shut in his mouth finally spewed out, staining the skirt of his clothes red.

"That's enough! Tokugawa! Do you want to die here? Stop the game immediately!" Unable to watch anymore, the ghost jumped up, clutching the guardrail with his fingers, hissing.

Sighing, Irie stared at Tokugawa who stubbornly got up from the ground and walked to the bottom line again, raised his hand to hold Oni's trembling shoulder, and shook his head slightly. "It's useless, even if he dies, he will die on the court. We all know his pride."

After watching the ball that Tokugawa hit back before falling for a long time, watching it fall quietly within his boundaries, Byodoin felt a deep knot between his brows.

Tokugawa Kazuya, you bastard!

Between you and me, there is only one person who can stand on this court. I have realized it long ago.But I didn't expect that you would face me with such a passionate attitude.

You should know that I can wear you down and make it impossible for you to play tennis from now on.But I won't do that, I will obey your consciousness and completely defeat you!

Swinging the racket, hitting back, and once again facing the world pirates to reduce the space, Byodoin glared at Tokugawa, who had no expression on his face, but his eyes were burning with fighting intent, and clenched his racket tightly.

damn it!He still can't decipher this damn cut space!

He took the challenge calmly and walked towards the final victory step by step. When the last ball landed firmly in the Byodoin court, Tokugawa smiled.

Raising his hand to stop Oni and Irie who wanted to rush up to help him, Tokugawa walked to the edge of the net with difficulty, and stretched out his hand to Byodoin with a gloomy face. "Senior, thank you."

"You don't need to thank me, you won." Glancing at the bloody fingers, Byodoin slowly took off the No.1 badge on the collar that symbolized the highest strength of Japanese teenagers, threw it into Tokugawa's palm, turned around calmly, and left.

Staring at the silver badge shining in his palm, Tokugawa smiled slightly, and looked back at the boy not far away, "It's your turn, Echizen."

Then, facing Oni and Irie who had come to him, he fell on Oni's shoulder as if he could no longer support him, panting with difficulty: "Thank you all this time, two seniors."

After a long silence, warm cheers erupted outside the stadium.All the members of the First Army stood up and applauded the new leader.