The Sleeping Prince's Romance

The Qingxue candidates are actually not arrogant, and they don't want to attract attention. Unfortunately, due to various reasons, they always come late. It is already late enough for Jiro and Atobe. They're still late—

That's one of today's competition schools, Qingxue main candidates!

Looking at the empty seating area for the Seigaku players, and at Coach Ryuzaki behind him who had manifested black resentment, Atobe raised his hand to look at his watch, and then glanced at Jirou with a half-smile:

"It's ten o'clock in five minutes, maybe the two of us are here for nothing today."

"Tezuka won't let that happen."

Although the relationship with Tezuka was not as close as that of Atobe, but based on Jiro's understanding of that boy, he knew that he would never allow things to happen without being defeated because of being late.

For tennis, for the Qing Xue Tennis Club, Tezuka's emphasis far exceeds everything else.

"Ah, you know Qingxue's players very well. A minister and a freshman are elected. I don't know if you care so much about the ice emperor's tennis club members!"

The smile on Atobe's face faded away, feeling uncomfortable.

"because……"

Just as Cilang wanted to explain, the message from Xiaozhi immediately diverted his attention:

"Qingxue is here."

Looking from a distance, who is the group of blue and white figures running fast if they are not Qingxue Zhengxuan?

Seeing Jirou whose attention was instantly attracted by the group of teenagers in blue and white sportswear, Atobe's eyes flashed, and the originally bright mood was covered with a tinge of gloom.

Every time Jirou expresses his concern for other people in front of him, Atobe will feel uncomfortable, and this child-like desire for monopoly not only does not disappear with age, but becomes more and more obvious.

——Myself... nothing will go wrong, right?

This thought flashed in Atobe's mind, and then was ignored by Atobe who thought he was making a fuss.

When one day he really understands the reason why he was abnormal in those days, he can only smile wryly when he thinks of this memory. If he followed the feeling of something wrong at that time, would he not fall into this kind of situation? Dilemma?

It's a pity that Atobe doesn't have the lineage of a prophet, so now he just doesn't like the members of the Qinggaku Tennis Club.

"Brother Cilang!"

Atobe and Jirou are as handsome and powerful as Jiro. Standing side by side, such two luminous bodies will naturally attract the attention of everyone nearby, including Ryoma who just arrived.

As if there was no other handsome guy Atobe in her eyes, Long Ma's big cat eyes lit up when she saw Cirou, and then ran over quickly, and yelled at Cirou crisply.

"You really came to see my game!"

Although Cilang has never missed an appointment with himself, seeing Cilang outside the arena still makes Ryoma a burst of joy.

"I look forward to your wonderful performance, Ryoma."

Cirou raised his hand and rubbed Ryoma's head. Although his voice was not gentle, it was indeed much gentler than usual.

To this young man whom he loves like a younger brother, Cirou couldn't bear to be cold-hearted.

"Don't worry, Brother Cilang, I will definitely win."

Ryoma clenched his fist and said confidently.

"Ah, I believe."

Yes, Cilang never doubted that Ryoma would lose. After all, he is the prince of tennis, and he was trained by himself!

"I……"

Ryoma still wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a cold voice:

"Go warm up, Echigo."

Tezuka looked at Ryoma with an undeniable expression:

"If you don't warm up before the game, you will get injured easily."

"But……"

Ryoma opened his mouth to refuse, not because he refused to warm up, but because he felt that there was no need to go now.

Just kidding, there are still two doubles matches yet to start, as a third singles player, do I need to warm up now?

However, perhaps because Tezuka's expression was too cold and hard, Ryoma opened his mouth, but in the end he swallowed the rest of the words unwillingly, and went to warm up obediently.

"You can make my Ryoma so obedient, Tezuka, you really shouldn't be underestimated!"

Jirou made a joke of Tezuka, the corner of Tezuka's mouth hooked upwards rarely, revealing a shallow smile, instantly amazed everyone in Qingxue who hadn't left yet——

Wow, I never knew that their cold faces are actually very handsome when they smile!

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"Ah, is Tezuka Kunimitsu, the head of the Seigaku Tennis Club..."

Atobe, who had been silent for too long, finally had no way to keep quiet at this time, pointing at the mole in his eyes, and glanced at Tezuka with a critical look:

"It's almost late for such an important game, the Qingxue Tennis Club is really not gorgeous!"

"As long as you arrive at the last minute, you won't be late, Atobe Keigo-kun of the Ice Emperor."

Tezuka was not to be outdone.

"So now? If you don't go to salute Yamabuki, you will be really late, and drive that kid away at this time, Tezuka Kunimitsu, do you really don't want to compete?"

As long as it is not facing his own family, Atobe's tone is always sharp.

After hearing Atobe's words, Tezuka, who reflexively looked at the arena, was shocked. All the main selections of Yamabuki were already in place, and the referee was looking at this side with a very unkind look. In terms of the face of the contestant school, I am afraid that they have already used the loudspeaker to shout.

Thinking of Ryoma who didn't know where to warm up, Tezuka broke out in a cold sweat.

Just now seeing Cirou talking to Ryoma so gently, he didn't know what was wrong with him, so he used his position as a minister to send Ryoma away without even thinking about the need for the next salute. All the contestants are selected and all members are present.

But now...

Just when Tezuka was anxious and Atobe was proud, the person who rescued Tezuka appeared:

"I stopped Echizen from going to warm up just now, should we enter now, Tezuka?"

Looking at the smiling expression on Fuji's face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, the expressions on Tezuka and Atobe's faces have changed, but in which direction...

The benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see wisdom.

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The match between Aigaku and Yamabuki started, and Jirou was not interested in the first two doubles matches, so he simply lay down on his seat in the auditorium, closed his eyes and entered the study space.

Like many times before, Abu pouted in disapproval of Cirou's unglamorous performance, but still put Cirou's head on his lap, so that Cirou could lie down more comfortably.

And Cilang also moved, chose a more comfortable posture for himself, and then stopped moving.

At the same time, Atobe's hand was also habitually curling Jirou's soft hair and playing with it, as if he couldn't put it down in his hand.