The Sleeping Prince's Romance

"Anyway, just hit the body of the can, and the can won't fall."

On the Qingxue tennis court, Ryoma said while preparing to serve, but he didn't know whether he was speaking to his classmates or the two sophomores. .

"Ugh?"

Although they heard Ryoma's words, Horio and the others still didn't understand.

"what are you saying?"

Completely different from the doubts of Horio and the others, it was the two second graders who forced a smile with a guilty expression on their faces.

"There are stones in it, right?"

As Ryoma said, he threw the ball up and swung the racket. The little yellow ball hit the bottle cap with a "snap", and the bottle fell, and the stones inside rolled out.

"Ah, the senior is cheating!"

Looking at the rolling stone, Horio yelled in surprise:

"There are stones in the jar, how despicable!"

"Shut up, freshman, what are you talking about!"

"Stinky boy, how dare you spoil our good deeds!"

The two second graders immediately became angry. However, Ryoma seemed to have not noticed the two angry second graders at all, and continued to serve one after another.

Each tennis ball hit the jar with precision and rolled slowly across the floor.

"If you hit a hundred goals, will you really give me 100 million?"

At this time, Ryoma suddenly stopped, holding the racket in his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at the two second graders not far away, with that expression, no matter how you look at it, he deserves a beating.

"Great ball control!"

Horio and the first graders had already started to gape, they were really shocked by Ryoma's skills.

The two second graders showed hostile expressions:

"Stinky boy! Is this how you treat seniors? Ah?!"

"Because you were born a year earlier, can you use this despicable method to defraud the first grade?"

Ryoma completely ignored the ferocious expressions of the two second-year students. To be honest, because of his own personality, Ryoma's life was only 12 years short, but the people he offended and the hostility he received were too many to write down!

There are only two people in front of them, and compared to the tall and burly Americans, the two people in front of them are really not enough to look at!

You know, in order for Ryoma to provoke others to his heart's content without being hurt by the other party's anger, Jiro not only arranged a lot of bodyguards around Ryoma, but also taught him self-defense skills.

Ryoma with such a well-developed motor nerve can play tennis so well, so learning self-defense is naturally a piece of cake, just like Akutsujin's situation.

Therefore, although he did not spend as much energy on fighting as Akutsujin, Ryoma's combat effectiveness is actually not zero.

In other words, if someone really wanted to bully him because of his small stature, they would definitely regret it for many years!

"What? You rude bastard!"

The two second graders were already ashamed and annoyed that the scheme was exposed, but now that Ryoma's attitude is so arrogant, it makes them even more upset.

While yelling at Ryoma, the two second graders rushed towards Ryoma, as if they wanted to come up and teach Ryoma a lesson.

This is what Jiro saw when he arrived at Qingxue Tennis Club.

Before he had time to think about other things, Cirou shook his shoulders, and the tennis bag on his shoulders flew into the air. He unzipped the zipper with one hand, and took out a tennis ball from inside with the other hand and threw it upwards.

Then, when the tennis ball just fell a little, that hand quickly pulled out a racket from the tennis bag, and hit it against the falling tennis ball.

At the same time, Cilang reached out with his free hand and caught the tennis bag that just fell on his chest.

It sounds very long, but in fact, because Jiro's movements are very fast, the whole process is only a short moment.

At this moment, the two second-year students have just taken a step, and they are still several meters away from Ryoma!

And because Cilang's movements were too fast, and everyone else's attention was on the court, so in their eyes, they just saw a ball flying from the side, hitting a sophomore's waist hard.

It wasn't over yet, the power carried by the tennis ball made the sophomore fall to the side unsteadily, and suddenly crushed another sophomore.

The two who lost their balance instantly fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

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"What a powerful ball!"

The three first-year students stared in the direction of the tennis ball and were dumbfounded.

"But who is that person? He doesn't seem to be wearing a Qing school uniform!"

Of course, the shock was the shock, but some people found that the clothes on the boy who hit the ball just now were not familiar with it.

"Brother Cilang!"

The three of Horio were still looking at the batter in shock and surprise. Ryoma, who was also shocked by the ball, was overjoyed when he saw the orange-haired boy who was still holding a racket in his hand, and immediately pulled up his legs. Just ran to the outside.

"You haven't played tennis with me for a long time, but you wasted a rare shot on those two people!"

Ryoma rushed to Cilang in a few steps, and the first sentence made everyone who had been paying attention to the development of the situation here stagger and almost fell.

——Hey, boy, what you said is too much, how can you say that those two are also your seniors?

"Now that you're back in Japan, we'll have plenty of opportunities to compete with each other in the future."

Jiro first put the racket back into the tennis bag, put it on his shoulder, then raised his hand and stroked Ryoma's head.

"Don't break your promise!"

Cirou's words made Ryoma's big cat eyes light up, and his delicate little face was full of joy.

"Have I ever lied to you, Ryoma?"

As if punishing Ryoma for not believing in him, Jirou's hand that was touching Ryoma's head suddenly tightened a bit, making Ryoma's dark green hair look like weeds.

Of course, even so, Jiro still controlled the strength, and didn't make Ryoma feel the slightest pain.

"It's been said that I'm no longer a child, but brother Cilang still touches my head all the time!"

Long Ma pouted, looked at Ci Lang and complained dissatisfiedly, but he didn't take a picture of Ci Lang's hand, and there was no real anger in his eyes.

It can be said that whether it is from the tone of Ryoma's speech or the expression on his face, he is clearly a child who is acting like a baby to his elder brother!

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"The person with the bright smile... is Echizen, right?"

"I also think I should wear a pair of glasses. I think I may have used my eyes too much recently..."

"If the girls in the class who like Echizen's cool personality see Echizen acting like a baby..."

The three first graders stared at the smiling Ryoma over there, their jaws almost dropped.

Even if we only met Ryoma for a day, Ryoma's personality is too prominent and his presence is super strong, so that all the first-year Class B students, including the three of them, have an intuitive understanding of this returned boy from the United States. understanding.

But now, in front of their eyes, Ryoma's every move suddenly broke everyone's understanding of him, it's hard not to be surprised!