The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

"Ah." Without raising his butt, Sanada responded lightly.

The eyes of several murderers suspected of being gangsters widened in surprise, including the one who talked the most vigorously just now.

"Brother, why are you so polite to a junior high school student?" A yellow-haired man with hair like a chicken coop muttered inexplicably.

His speech was quickly interrupted by his companion in a low voice, "You should shut up first, brother has his own reasons for doing things."

This guy is a member of the underworld? !I glanced at the calm Sanada, and suddenly realized.

In the past two days, I shared the dormitory with Qieyuan, and I also heard him talking about Lihai in his spare time.In other words, among the characters that Kirihara hated the most, the boss ranked first.The reason, you can understand with your toes.

So I was surprised, the rebellious Kirihara, and Li Haida's group of guys with eyes above the top, why are they willing to let Sanada casually slap them over ~ and then slap them flat ~ Did no one rise up?

That's it!

When I was thoughtful, I was stared at by a pair of stern eyes, which made me blink unconsciously.

As if he knew what was going on in my mind, Sanada tilted his head and vetoed my guess with a volume that only I could hear, "Don't think about it. Don't know him at all."

How can I be so casual without knowing you at all?Is it possible that such scenes of respectful salutes to strangers are commonplace?

The scarred face on the opposite side straightened up, with a more humble and polite attitude, "Thank you for taking care of me."

"Where." Sanada's answer was still light.

This time, not only the yellow-haired guy who listened with pricked ears, even I was a little moved.

Don't you know the boss who takes care of the boss?Who is Sanada lying to?No wonder that tough coach from Sakakigumi let him out so easily.It can't be seen that this guy's status in the underworld is quite high.Could it be that he came from a family of bigwigs who secretly manipulated the Japanese underworld? (Author: Little ghost, you have watched too much YY anime!)

As if knowing that I was guessing wildly again, Sanada's head tilted slightly, and his lips moved slightly.It's still the same face on the door panel, and it's still the lowered volume that only I can hear, "I'm not a big boss!"

His eyes swept past me, and he gave Sanada another bow with a sarcastic face, "Then, excuse me."

"Ah, do what you want." Sanada, who is not a big boss, has more style than a big boss.

With my hands on the pillow, I squinted at Sanada.It's really hard to see the righteous look on this guy's face.Why do you try so hard to deny it?No one stipulates that the underworld is not allowed to play tennis, is it because they are afraid of affecting the team?

Probably on purpose, the group of the man with the scar stood at the other end of the carriage, and the voice of discussion was also lowered a lot.

"It seems to be raining outside."

"Damn weather, we're almost at the station. We can't see any clouds during the day."

"I still have the foresight to read the weather forecast every day before going out~" Huang Mao triumphantly took off the cloth covers on the two short sticks he was holding in his hand-it turned out to be two folding umbrellas.

"Hehe, it turns out that this was the thing you were waving murderously earlier. I thought it was two electric batons at the time!"

"Haha, I don't know much." Turning his face away, Huang Mao nodded and handed one of them to the man with the scar, "Brother Tufang, please use it."

"You've gotten better at flattering lately, Yata." Someone said with a laugh.

"That's right, Big Brother Hijikata is good at teaching." Huangmao, who is called Yatai, is not ashamed, but proud.

"I have a heart." The man with the scar stretched out his hand as a matter of course-he took both umbrellas, "However, it's still tender."

Turning around, the man with the scar came over, nodded and handed two umbrellas to Sanada who was sitting, "Sir, please use it."

After a moment of hesitation, Sanada took one of them, "It's enough. Thank you."

Dazed for a moment, his eyes swept over me again, and the man with the scar showed a comprehensible expression, "I'm confused, of course one is enough. You mustn't be polite, it's an honor for us members of the Yamaguchi-gumi to serve Mr. Xiao. "

"take care!"

When getting off the subway, the man with the scar led the group of people to bow at ninety degrees at the door of the carriage, causing the surrounding crowd to look at us with surprise.

With a sound of "Peng", the folding umbrella opened above my head, looking forward, Sanada was still holding the door face.

I was a little surprised and a little moved.Unexpectedly, off the court, the door face is quite a senior.

However, the man with the scar just looked at me extra and said that one is enough--now that I think about it, he means that a pocket-sized person like me can be ignored?

Anyway, if Men Banlian doesn't care about the past, it's not bad to be his brother - even if he is a gangster.

"I'm not a gangster." Sanada's voice came from beside the sound of the rain.

Why are people so polite to you if you are not a gangster?Looking over suspiciously, holding the umbrella upright, Sanada still didn't look sideways, and said in a flat tone, "I just remembered that the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi seems to be a registered disciple of my grandfather's dojo."

Dojo?It's the Kendo Dojo.Speaking of which, Sanada's tennis moves do contain a strong sword intent.His invisible racket comes from the sword drawing style in kendo.

In an ancient monastery like that with a long history, besides a large number of registered disciples, there are also outer disciples, inner disciples, and direct disciples, right?It is said that some tricks can only be learned by the heirs of the family head who are descended by blood.I glanced at Monban's face, judging from his name, Genichiro, he must be the eldest son.When will you try to discuss with him?

While staring at the face of the door and calculating, he turned his head and met my eyes.Without warning, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and put it around my shoulder, "Don't get wet."

Although I am used to hooking up with the seniors in the department, I was surprised that the door-to-door face would do this.Moreover, I noticed that intentionally or unintentionally, he walked on the outside of the road and let me walk on the inside.

Because of the long-term work as the deputy minister, like Oishi, taking care of others has become Sanada's behavior?No matter how you look at it, maybe, he has long since stopped hating me so much, and won't be responsible to the end, right?

In the heavy rain, I vaguely heard the sound of the car motor moving from far to near. Subconsciously, I put my arms around Sanada's waist.His body froze visibly.Taking this opportunity, I made a clever move, and I took advantage of the opportunity to pull him to the inside of the road.

The speeding sports car splashed a large amount of water on both sides of the road.Because I dodged in time, I only sprinkled a few points on my back.

This is the kind of person who likes to show off how fast his sports car is on a rainy day, just like a puppy likes to have fun on a snowy day.After a bit of slander, I let go of my hand and was about to continue to open the road, but found that the arm around me had turned into an iron hoop at some point—not to mention walking, it was even difficult to move.

He raised his eyes suspiciously, facing Kamisanada's weird expression and sharp eyes.Staring straight at me, his tone sounded like he was interrogating a prisoner, "Why did you do that?"

Huh?I'm a little overwhelmed.

"Why are you doing this?" he repeated, tightening his arms.

When we dodged just now, we were almost hugging each other; now, I am completely held in his arms.He hugged me so hard and kept me so close to him that I had to think—he was trying to torture me by suffocation.

You'll get splashed all over if you don't, okay?Don't you like being a drowned chicken?

Too lazy to explain, I rolled my eyelids, and I choked out angrily, "Let go."

After staring at me for a long time, he slowly relaxed his arm, but still stubbornly wrapped it around my shoulder.

The two walked in silence for a while, and he said abruptly, "Don't do that next time."

ha?I am unresponsive today.

"That kind of thing, if you want to do it, I should do it." This sentence is also nonsensical.

After thinking hard for a long time, I figured it out.

Who are they?Emperor.There are a lot of younger brothers everywhere, and he has always been the only one who covers others, so no one else can cover him.My act of putting him in a protected position obviously hurt the boss's sky-high self-esteem.

Time flies so fast when thinking.Before I knew it, I had already entered the training camp, and the lights in front of the dormitory were right in front of me.

Stopping, I look at Sanada.He is not in the same dormitory as me.Take care of the boss' emotions, let him "escort" me first.We're at the door, should we say goodbye?

Feeling the hands on the shoulders tightened, Sanada's voice sounded softly, "Echizen, there is something I've always wanted to ask you."

Just ask, why don't you look at me and turn your face away?

"Last time, that, I wanted to ask..." The door face also stuttered?

Probably even he couldn't stand himself like this, took a long breath, and he finally finished the following words in one go, "What do you think of what I did to you after the last match?"

what's up?

I remembered, that head hammer that failed in a hurry!It turns out that he has been troubled by this matter.Don't worry, I'm not a chicken-bellied person. (Author: Really?)

The corner of my mouth raised, and I said casually, "It's okay." Everyone makes small mistakes, and I forgive you.

Huo Ran turned his head, and he stared straight at me, "It's really okay? You don't mind?"

Although I didn't understand why Sanada asked so solemnly, I nodded.

"Even if you hate it, I won't give up." Sanada let go of his hand as if he had put down a big rock, and his expression softened a lot. "Since you don't mind, that's the best."

Do you want to be my friend so much?It would be a lie to say that I was not moved at all.But expressing affection isn't my forte, so I just look up at him and walk under the umbrella to the dorm porch.Stand still, put your hands in your trouser pockets and watch him off.

Under the dim street lights, Sanada took a few steps with an umbrella in his hand, and suddenly turned around a standard 180 degrees, threw off the umbrella, and strode towards me at a sprint speed, hugging the wide-eyed me fiercely.

Then, something hot and soft pressed heavily on my cheeks, and then, a deep voice sounded close to my ears, "Let's do this for today."

After a while, Sanada had disappeared, and I stood in front of the dormitory door, still maintaining a stiff posture with my hands in my trouser pockets.With difficulty, I pulled out a hand from my trouser pocket, and touched my cheek.

There is a huge difference between thanking someone and being thanked by others.Especially being thanked so enthusiastically by a tough guy like Sanada, it's simply shocking...

As I was about to turn around, I suddenly glanced back at the shadow of the street lamp.It seems that I saw a figure that looks like a minister just now?Of course it's a blind eye.How could the minister appear at the training base?Ten thousand steps back, even if my dream comes true, with my minister's true character, it's impossible for me to come out and wander around so late.

Shaking my head, I wandered into the dormitory.