The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

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The narrator of this chapter is Akutsu.

"What is this? En?" Sitting cross-legged at the table, I rested my chin on one hand and waved my right hand wrapped like a mace with the other.

"Oh, wordy! Anyway, just wrap it up!" The kid on the opposite side faltered and turned his head to one side.So you would be ashamed too~

He was wandering outside after school, and when he passed a dark corridor, he caught a glimpse of a group of people surrounding him.At that time, the hot-blooded people rushed up to help him prevent the disaster.If you do too many bad things, you will occasionally make a mistake and do some good things? ——Or, do you want to put a long line to catch big fish?

After the work was over, I found that my hands were scratched, and then he followed me to my house, and finally developed into this.It’s really self-inflicted, it seems that you didn’t ask God to worship Buddha~ (If you don’t understand, review the last sentence of Chapter 128)

"In this case, I can't make dinner~" I continued to shake the "mace".He looked up at me, but didn't ask about my family.Unexpectedly detailed.

"Let me help you." He stood up with a heroic spirit, "Where is the kitchen?"

"Are you okay?" I looked at him funny.For me, who was born in a single-parent family and my mother's working hours are unstable, it is certainly not a problem to make a simple meal.But can a 12-year-old boy from a normal family know how to cook?

His face froze unexpectedly.But in his mouth he argued strongly: "Follow the recipe slowly, there is always a way."

I love bragging rights!I smiled secretly, my face was still cloudy. "Help me warm up the hard-boiled eggs in the refrigerator."

This is my usual lazy practice, which is convenient and trouble-free.Although I can do such a simple thing with one hand, but of course I will not let go of such a rare opportunity to dispatch this brat.

"Okay." He replied with a sigh of relief.

A few minutes later, while watching TV, I was startled by a loud "Bang!" in the kitchen.Rushing to the door of the kitchen, the kid stood there with his mouth open, and the microwave oven was already in a mess.Staring at the microwave for a second, I turned to him and said, "Didn't you poke a small hole in the egg?" explode.)

He shook his head.Looking at the helpless look on his face, is this still the guy who is free and easy on the court and is full of domineering in fights?

"Ha... ah ha ha..." I buried my head and beat the door with my "mace stick" regardless of my image, and laughed.The kid whispered through gritted teeth, "Don't laugh!"

Looking up and seeing the black lines all over his face, I couldn't help but let out another "poof".Today's image is ruined.The little ghost clenched his fists with his veins exposed.This kid is equally exciting and interesting on and off the field~

Stretching out my hand to hold down the "mace" that I was still pounding on the door, the kid looked very serious, "Okay, you can laugh if you want. But don't spoil the fruits of my hard work!"

Stop laughing, I stare at him.I am very familiar with these amber eyes.

It once burned in the black hair that danced in the wind.

It has a bit of playful ridicule, "Say? Lie? What~"

It was fearless and calm, "I? won?."

——And now, it is clear and straightforward, making all those who have distracted thoughts feel ashamed.

We lay down on the table and ate instant noodles together (this was the only way to do it).The little ghost suddenly raised his head and stared at my face with his cat eyes. Then, he stretched out his hand to me, then retracted it, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, raised his hand and wiped the corner of my mouth carefully twice. (Author: Your Excellency teaches well.)

... This, this guy!Does he do everything to make people's brains shut down? !

"It's really inconvenient for you to eat with your left hand. The noodles are all on your face." He withdrew his hand unconsciously, "It's as ugly as Carubin." Carubin?

Noticing my blankness, he suddenly thought he understood and laughed. "Don't worry. Although I often use this handkerchief to wipe Karubin's face, cousin Nanako just washed it this morning, so it should be clean."

"...Who is Karubin?!"

"My cat." He replied innocently. (Author: Now, understand how pitiful Dashi is in Chapter 44.)

It turns out that I am at the same level as cats and dogs... I couldn't help but burst out laughing again.

Looking at me with his chin resting, the kid looked puzzled. "Is the name really that funny?"

His eyelashes are very long, his eyes are very bright, his face is a little swollen by the palms, and his lips are also a little bit pouty--the innocent face of a baby...Suddenly, the memory of the past that made me desperately shocked The scene of going up:

The jaw, as delicate as a work of art, was pinched brutally by a hand with thick knuckles.The sidelines of the facial features are perfect and smooth - tightly pursed lips, exquisite straight nose, half-lidded eyelids, and a little bit of gold leaking from under the slender black eyelashes.The indifferent look brought out an irresistible temptation.

And now, the same face, the same eyes, the same red lips appeared before me in a completely different and equally deadly form.Even the slender neck and the delicate and sexy collarbone under the half-open uniform collar... Stop!Where am I looking? !

Stand up abruptly.Coincidentally, he also leaned over and stood up.

With a "boom", I hit him on the ground with a head-to-head contact.I did not do it on purpose! (Author: Really?)

"It hurts, hurts—" He lay there covering his head and complained, "Yajiujin, your head is too hard..."

"Let me see!" I leaned forward and pushed his hand covering his head away.His forehead was indeed a little red.

Suddenly, I realized that there was something wrong with the two of us, no, something very wrong.

At this moment - the distance between my nose and his nose is 15.8cm, the distance between my chest and his chest is 4.7cm, the distance between my waist and his waist is...

Something rushed to his head with a bang, his face became hot, and his breathing became short of breath.Unconsciously, my head is lower and lower...

A cool hand suddenly caressed my forehead, and the clear and bright amber eyes in front of me were warm with worry at this moment, "Ajiujin, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

I was startled suddenly, as if a basin of snow water was pouring down my head and feet—what the hell was I trying to do just now? !Isn't this the same as those beasts before!

Gasping for breath, I stood up abruptly with incomparable perseverance. I quickly turned him over and lifted him out, cursing, "You have eaten everything you should eat, and you have done everything you should do (Author: Yakutsu, you're too vague...), it's time to go home too!"

He threw him and his bag out, and closed the door heavily.

"Bastard!" Squeezing out these two words, I slumped on the ground with my back against the door, panting like a fish out of water and oxygen-deficient.He raised his hand and wiped it, full of cold sweat.There is a heart that hits the wall and dies.

I, Akutsujin, a passionate and youthful 14-year-old.

On a magical night in early summer that was suspected to be full moon, he almost turned into a werewolf and walked on the path of no return for a crime that was condemned by thousands of people...