[Net King_Echizen] Backtracking

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[Princess Rules No. 11: The body is delicate and soft and easy to push down. ]

You need Mr. Longma to hug and hold you high to get better.

——Excerpt from "Little Princess Observation Diary"

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Atobe Himezuki is the most suitable person for a single ponytail that Echizen Ryoma has ever seen.

For example now.

She was holding a tennis racket and squatting in front of the net. Her long purple-gray hair was tied up high with a headband, revealing her fair and slender neck, and her side face reflected an indescribable softness.

Echizen Ryoma held the tennis ball he had just taken out of his trouser pocket, lowered the brim of his hat to hide the turbulent emotions inside, his fingertips were clenched tightly, and they were slightly white.It is rare for him to initiate a daze, and he is still on the court.

Atobe Himezuki has already turned around and raised her hand, the silver racket is on her shoulder. ——Since the two women Ayanokōji Chie and Shibuya Sumire threw her racket off the roof, she has changed her racket.

She tilted her head and complained dissatisfiedly, her bright eyes were shining brightly, "Ryoma is about to serve."

...It's still the same Atobe Himezuki who was never recognized by her relatives as soon as she stepped on the court.

Not knowing how things turned out like this, Echizen Ryoma looked at Atobe Himetsu, who was eager to try while holding the racket, with the single ponytail swaying on the back of his head, sighed helplessly, and sent the ball to the opposite side.

"Hey hey hey, you used the outspin serve as soon as you came up, you really didn't show mercy at all Echizen." Takeshi Momoshiro on the opposite side of the net was caught off guard and complained while slapping back the ball.

"The movements are too ugly, Senior A Tao."

Return the ball accurately to the baseline.

Ju Xingxing stared at Takeshi Momoshiro, who had successfully missed a goal, and said, "You are looking at the penalty, Momoshiro."

"Sorry sorry, it was a mistake, a mistake."

"Senior Atao, you are still far behind." Echizen Ryoma looked at the infighting over there, and raised the corners of his lips viciously.

"What an unlovable junior." Takeshi Momoshiro served across the net, and he did not forget to persuade Atobe Feiyue earnestly, saying, "Sister Atobe, let me tell you, don't look for this kind of boyfriend when you look for him. It’s neither cute nor flamboyant.”

"boom."

What responded to him was a tennis ball thrown from the opposite side, which hit him squarely in the face.The culprit turned his wrist and said innocently, "Ah, I'm sorry, my hand slipped. It's mainly because you, Senior A Tao, are too noisy."

Atobe Feiyue clutched her stomach and laughed out of joy.

"Echizen, come here, see if I don't deal with you! You don't know how to respect seniors at all."

"Never."

...there was another quarrel.

Tachibana put her hands on her forehead with a headache, looked at the two people who were arguing, and looked at Atobe Himezuki who was watching the play happily, and sighed.

She really didn't understand why these two people could quarrel even if they weren't a doubles team, as if they were fighting each other.

"Taocheng, Echizen, you all fight me hard." In the end, she has to be the peacemaker, and the other one is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"Understood, Tachibana's younger sister."

"……Humph."

Finally, everyone.

Echizen Ryoma stood back to the bottom line, and saw Atobe Himezuki turning her head and whispering to him, "Ryoma, fight hard, I don't want to lose."

He was defeated under her bright eyes, lowered his eyes and said, "...I see." After a pause, he said, "You leave the rest to me....Don't worry."

Atobe Feiyue didn't hear clearly, and turned around again, looking ahead intently.

Echizen Ryoma was suddenly disappointed and a little unhappy.

And this almost negligible unhappiness can only be vented in the game. Of course, every ball is hit to Taocheng, so he won't bully a girl.

Takeshi Momoshiro was bearing a heavier ball, rubbing his numb wrist, panting, "Echizen, what kind of stimulation did you get, and you beat yourself to death."

"It's Senior A Tao, you are too bad."

I always feel that today's Echizen is extraordinarily excited, Momoshiro Takeshi looked at the two people who unexpectedly took pictures together, and smiled maliciously, seeing Echizen Ryoma's scalp tingling, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Takeshi Momoshiro never forgot how that boy Echizen plotted against him and Kamio in his second year of junior high school, and now he finally caught him.

There was no such inexplicable doubles match today, he was on a "two-person date" with Ju Xing.Although this date is at a street tennis court, it's still a date anyway, isn't it?Then I ran into those two people on the field.

He recognized the girl with purple-gray hair as the girl Atobe brought in during the practice match between Hyotei and Seigaku that day. Ryoma is still a pure friend (push) friend (fall) relationship, but Qingxue's first instinct tells him that there is definitely something wrong with these two people.

——So the so-called two-person date turned into a four-person doubles.

"Hey, sister Atobe."

Takeshi Momoshiro returned the ball slowly, and asked like a very ordinary conversation, "Sister Atobe, you look so good-looking, you must have a boyfriend now."

Atobe Feiyue intercepted the ball, and she didn't know if it was intentional. She always felt that the weird senior on the opposite side was always trying to make her raise the ball high, but the speed was really slow, maybe it was taking care of him. own partner.

"Senior Taocheng, you beat it seriously, it's too slow. And don't call me sister Atobe, call me Feiyue, Feiyue." She yawned, clenched her fists and complained over there, but forgot to answer Taocheng. Questions thrown by the city.

Takeshi Momoshiro kept staring at the opposite back, his purple grape-like eyes flashed a gloating smile, and asked persistently, "Sister Feiyue, there must be many suitors like you."

Atobe Feiyue lifted her chin complacently, her eyes were like agate, and said, "Of course, I am the most gorgeous no matter what I do."

...It really fits the gorgeous painting style of the Atobe family.

Momoshiro Takeshi's mouth twitched, and then he managed to see Echizen Ryoma smash the ball out of bounds.

He was startled, blinked his amber cat eyes, pressed the brim of his hat, turned his left wrist holding the racket, and said, "It seems that this racket is not used well."

Hey boy, your racket has been used for several months.

Atobe Feiyue didn't notice his strangeness, she turned her head and raised her hand at him, the corners of her mouth curled up, her eyebrows and eyes curved into crescent moons, and said, "Ryoma, don't take it to heart."

— Laughing like a fool.

Echizen Ryoma, whose ears were reddened by the idiot, said, "Hey, do you have extra rackets?"

She did bring an extra racket today, but...

Atobe Himezuki tilted her head and blinked in confusion, "My rackets are all for girls, and the weight is different from yours. Are you sure you want to use mine?"

God testifies that she really just asked a question from the bottom of her heart, but unexpectedly, she unintentionally pierced the boy's mind.

"No, it doesn't matter."

……perhaps.

Atobe Himezuki let out an "oh", and hurriedly ran to hand him her other silver racket, and couldn't help asking another question, "Is it really all right?"

"You're noisy, Atobe."

Echizen Ryoma had already stood on the bottom line again, and Atobe Himezuki also returned to the front of the net clutching her injured heart, so she didn't see the boy's ears that were getting redder and his lips slightly curved.

Next, Echizen Boy's ball either missed the net or went out of bounds, Atobe Himezuki didn't say a word, but smiled brightly at him with his lips bent.

...can't concentrate at all.

I don't know what disturbed the heartstrings.

"Ryoma be careful!"

Momoshiro jumped up and smashed. If it was the usual Echizen Ryoma who caught the ball, it would undoubtedly be more than enough. He didn't think too much about it, but he didn't expect that this time Echizen Ryoma was distracted, and the ball disappeared before he could react. flew over.

"boom."

Atobe Himezuki has never felt that her motor nerves can go so fast. When she saw the ball flying straight towards Echizen Ryoma, her mind buzzed as if something exploded, her thoughts were faster than her actions, and so on. When she realized it, the person had already caught the yellow ball.

The silver racket fell to the ground.

Her wrist was numb, and the piercing pain spread.Staggering back a few steps, one lost his footing and fell to the ground.

She put her hand halfway on the ground, stretched out a finger and shook it at the stunned person opposite, with a relaxed tone and a smile on her face, "We won."

The tennis ball rolled a few times on the net and fell to the opposite side.

Echizen Ryoma's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly came back to his senses, he wasn't bothering with the tennis ball, he dropped the racket and grabbed her by the wrist.

... Crimson Moon.

"pain."

He just caught her injured wrist, and the pain was so severe that she grinned.She pursed her lips, looking pitifully at the young man who pursed his lips and looked solemn.

Echizen Ryoma's hands froze, and he let go. The two words lingered on the tip of his tongue for a few times and finally turned into a stiff greeting: "Atobe, are you okay? How can it be possible with the strange power of Otao-senpai and your soft counterattack?" Can beat it."

...Her counterattack was soft and soft, obviously very gorgeous and easy to cut.

Atobe Feiyue ignored the young man's awkward concern, and she didn't know where her mind had gone.She thought in frustration, when will she let Longma call her by her name instead, it's really rare for someone like her to pursue her husband for a long time.

She looked at the angry young man with a tense expression. Although she didn't know what he was angry about, she still frowned and said like an angry daughter-in-law, "It's something."

The little princess flattened her mouth, squeezed out a few drops of tears, and said, "It hurts."

"……where?"

A faint smile flashed across Atobe Feiyue's eyes, and she grabbed him with her backhand, and the scorching temperature rose from her fingertips.She said in a low voice, her tone was extremely provocative, which she learned from the soap operas that her parents often watched, "There is something going on everywhere."

She said in a low voice, "You need Mr. Long Ma to hug and hold you high to get better."

"..."

Echizen Ryoma turned his head and left.

I believed her nonsense and listened to it seriously, but I was too naive.

Oh, woman.

The author has something to say:

That's right, Echizen Ryoma's heck is a heavy, raw, and good-for-nothing!

So this is a happy sand sculpture story of a girl who seduces a boy wildly when she sees sex, and the boy has planned for a long time to seduce/seduce a girl.

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Small Theater: Things You Don't Know 01.

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the first time.

"welcome."

The cat-eyed teenager with a tennis bag walked into the sporting goods store and took a roll of tape with him.

the second time.

The store manager smiled as before.

The teenager took away a tennis ball.

the third time.

"welcome."

The store manager's face stiffened with a smile.

...Wait, I seem to have seen this boy somewhere.

He swayed three times in front of her.

She and the store manager were in a stalemate at the door.

at last.

"Hi, can I trouble you to do me a little favor?"

Fortunately she saw him.

Otherwise, he would have to continue fooling around, take away the wristband and shake it around again.

He almost thought he was a soul, the transparent kind. (Smile)

...Finally waiting for you, but luckily I didn't give up.