[Comprehensive Net King] Ryoma's Shadow

In the Wetland Park in the afternoon, even though the sun started to become scorching, many people were still active outside.

In twos and threes under the shade of the trees, young girls and boys spread out a large picnic cloth, kneel and sit on it, with food in the middle, laughing wantonly.

A group of children were kicking the ball on the grass, and they ran after the ball, only to see the slightly burly child in red kicking up, and the ball suddenly flew out.Fortunately, the force was not strong, and it quickly hit the grass along the gentle slope, and finally rolled at one person's feet.

The man was sitting on a chair and was about to make a phone call. When he saw the ball coming, he paused for a while, then put the phone back in his pocket, picked up the ball, walked over, and handed it to those few people with a kind face. child.

"Hey, kid, your ball, be careful when you kick it."

I almost thought I was going to hit someone!

The kid in red secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and happily took the ball again.

He looked the man up and down, seeing that the gentleness on that man's face didn't seem to be fake, his heart sank a little more immediately in his throat.

The little friend behind him was calling him, and the kid in red looked back, then turned his head hesitantly, said a word quickly, and ran away.

"Uncle, you are so kind." Although it looks... well, it looks very decadent... like a young man in society whose mother ordered his sister not to get close to him.

The man froze for a moment, then smiled more gently.

He smiled and said goodbye to the children, then slowly straightened up, took out his mobile phone, and his face became serious.

It was quickly picked up over there.

"Mr. Kato?"

"How is it going?" The voice over there was very calm.

He sat back on the bench under the shade of the tree and watched the group of children playing football from a distance.

"The information has been updated again, but it doesn't seem to be very useful."

When he said this, there was nothing on the surface, but there was actually a trace of anxiety and annoyance in his heart.

If nothing shocking can be found on this trip—

Another duck that is about to eat its mouth is going to be gone forever.

He used the hand holding the phone for a while, and then let go.

A gust of wind blew gently, and the rustling sound of the leaves above his head made him feel restless again.

There was silence on the phone for a while.

The sound of sizzle electricity made him feel a little hairy, and he couldn't help but think of how confident and energetic he was before he set off for Australia.

"Oh, it's all right. Don't worry."

The person on the other end of the phone smiled, and there was a clicking sound from the phone, as if clicking a mouse.

"I just found something interesting recently... I sent it to your email, you can go and see for yourself in a while."

"Then you know what to do next."

"……I understand."

"Ah, that's right. As I expected, you're probably looking sloppy again now, aren't you?"

"Huh?" The man was taken aback by this sudden question. He seemed to have not paid attention to his appearance and grooming for a long time, so he couldn't help but look down... The black T-shirt was crumpled, and two strips were exposed under the khaki beach pants. Legs like sugar cane roots, on the feet are a pair of white sneakers that are covered with mud and can no longer be called "white".

He was wearing a black peaked cap, which covered most of his face, and the only place exposed was a lot of thorny stubble.

Hearing that he didn't answer for a long time on the other end of the phone, he guessed that he must be right.

"Hey, hey... in our line of business, you should pay attention to your image anyway!"

"...Is this necessary..." the man argued in a low voice.

"Oh, you'll know when something happens to you someday." Apparently that person also felt that this matter couldn't be explained to him clearly, "Anyway, you have to tidy it up for me this time. You're in the account, you can figure it out-don't thank me, as long as you work hard, we can earn more."

"...Mr. Kato..." The man was a little moved.

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you—well, remember to pay back the money afterwards. Goodbye." Before he could struggle a few more times, Ji hung up the phone neatly.

"..."

The man slowly put the phone down from his ear, and checked the transfer notification from the bank. A few seconds later, he leaned back on the chair with a groan, unable to look up at the sky.

-

Zhiji slept too deeply, and it was already dusk when she woke up.Sunlight slipped in through the gaps in the curtains, like a golden edge.

She sat up slowly, and after sitting there for a few seconds, she slowly regained her senses.

The head is still a little groggy.

Could it be that the climate is not acclimatized, or the sudden alternation of cold and heat from the northern hemisphere to the southern hemisphere makes the body a little unbearable?

As she got up and walked to the bathroom, she touched her forehead with her hand.

The person in the mirror had black hair messily scattered on his shoulders, his lips were a little pale, but his cheeks were a little flushed.

Seems to have a fever.

Thinking so, she turned on the hot water tap, took off the towel and threw it in.

After tidying up, Zhiji asked the waiter to bring up a dinner, ordered some antipyretics casually, and then continued to stay in the hotel room.

She is nestled comfortably in the room to recuperate, while someone in the restaurant is not having a good time.

"Hey, ahead of time, how long are you going to stay here?" Toyama Kintaro lay on the table feeling hopeless.He originally followed here just out of curiosity, but he didn't expect that nothing interesting had happened until now.

Echizen Ryoma flipped through the pages of the magazine in his hand, and glanced at him, "No one told you to stay."

Xiao Jin was at a loss for words for a while, but he was really curious.

"Hey, ahead, what's that girl's name?"

"…I do not know what you're talking about."

"...Oh, you are the one waiting for today."

With a "snap", Echizen Ryoma suddenly closed the magazine.

Xiao Jin was taken aback by his sudden action, "What are you doing ahead of you, you are so scared to death."

Echizen glanced at him and grabbed his backpack.

"I'm just here to eat and read a book." As if he was confirming something, his tone was very firm, and there was an "um" at the end.

"...Huh?" Xiao Jin had a ghostly expression on his face.

"Now that the book is finished, we can go."

"...hey, I'm not a kid anymore!" So do you think I believe it?

Echizen Ryoma blushed suddenly, and then his tone became more ruthless.

"Noisy!"

Before leaving, he glanced at the small daisy flower arrangements that were changed uniformly in the restaurant.

He thought Chiki would come.

...Lately...it seems that I want to see her more and more.

The author has something to say: the weather is getting colder and colder, bitches should take good care of their bodies, otherwise they will get sick like Zhiji!

☆, start and rules

The next day, the exhibition match began.

Compared with the opening ceremony of the previous day, today's auditorium is much more full.Early in the morning, many people lined up to enter the arena, and the atmosphere in the auditorium was very enthusiastic.

After the Australian Open players sat in a specific audience seat, the screaming in the court became several decibels louder.

At eight o'clock sharp, all the contestants in the exhibition match were in place.

This year's Australian Open exhibition match played a total of three stops, the first stop was in Germany, the second stop was in the United States, and finally the third stop was back to the home court.

The first two stops were for those who were already well-known in the tennis world, or those who had a leisurely heart, and the third stop was deliberately vacated by the organizers, leaving it to the future of world tennis—the youngsters.

That's why this youth team was able to get a spot.It's a pity that the once brilliant high school student has already embarked on his own life path, otherwise...

Yukimura Seiichi glanced at his team, and secretly took a deep breath in his heart.

Although it is said that the results of the exhibition match are not included in the ranking points, and even the skill is more important than the result-but this does not mean that the result is not important.

Tennis clubs around the world are watching, and no one wants to miss any opportunity to express themselves.

not to mention……

He stared at the big screen, and couldn't help but squeeze the mineral water bottle harder, and the bottle made a rattling sound from under his hand.

This game is more crazy and willful than any previous game...

"I announce that this exhibition match will officially start!" The host gave the order, and the cheers in the venue increased a lot.Cheerful music was played on the stereo, and the tennis babes on the sidelines also danced the rehearsed cheerleading exercises, and the court was full of energy for a while.

"The first game begins—"

The host raised his voice.

On the big screen, there were originally blue striped bars that did not display anything. With the sound of the host's announcement, the first bar flipped a few times on the spot, finally revealing the names of the players who participated in this battle, while the others The frame is still nothing.

"From, the German team, Salef, Fornoster, against, the Australian team, York, Fethi!"

Seeing the content on the big screen, the host seemed to have confirmed something, and then read it out.

There was a commotion in the auditorium, as if they were discussing the players who were about to appear.

Among the players who walked out of the German team, one had a relatively normal physique, while the other was a tall man with a lot of toughness.Both of them were sullen and did not speak, and they did not know whether they were nervous or maintained their usual rigor.On the other hand, the Australian friend on the other side has a normal body shape, even a little slender, but those two ostentatious faces and sunny smiles are particularly eye-catching.

At this time, Zhiji, who was sitting in the commentary room, was browsing the player's information over and over again with a high level of nervousness.Even though she was as calm as her, she couldn't help crying secretly.

The information of each player was released yesterday after it was announced that they would participate in the commentary, so everyone was burning the lights last night.It's a pity that they don't know the order of appearance at all, otherwise they would have time to do a case analysis.

You can't make mistakes, you must never make mistakes, you'd rather not be outstanding, and you can't make mistakes with a low score.

Thinking of this in her heart, she suddenly felt that the burden on her shoulders was heavier again.

Doing the same thing with her, there is another player from Tennis Baby.

But she didn't need to mic this round, so she was relieved most of her heart.

The professional narrator next to them couldn't help being a little funny when they saw their actions.While sighing with emotion, he also opened the information at hand to review the situation of the players.

This year, the competition team will really have a great time.

Not to mention the two commentators beside him who don't know where to find, without any practical experience, but they have to partner with him to explain a game. Fortunately, he believes in his own strength, and the reward is very generous.

I heard that these two are not the only ones who will be on the mic... I don't know what will happen in the days to come... I just hope that these little girls who don't understand anything don't talk nonsense.

Let me mention why there is a state of emergency review before the game.

Because—just before the scrolling on the big screen ended, few people in the entire competition group knew what the list was like!

random!

All random!

Except that a person can only play once, everything else is random!

The randomization of doubles members has absolutely no effect on the Japanese team—anyway, no one in their team is from doubles, not even a substitute. This is the solution discussed by the coaches after learning about the game mode.

But singles...

"What if they are all from the same team?" Xiao Jin tugged on King Ren's sleeve, "Aren't they going to kill each other?!"

"Puff." King Ren glanced at him, pinched his braids, and suddenly became playful again, "Then what kind of death do you want, Xiaojin? Tell me and I will try my best to satisfy you~"

Unexpectedly, Xiaojin, who was still terrified, pondered for two seconds, then jumped up excitedly, squatted on the chair, and reached out to lift the hat of Echizen Ryoma in the front row.

"Hey, ahead! I can beat you in front of people all over the world!"

Echizen Ryoma, whose hat was lifted, was stunned for two seconds, then turned his head quietly, stared at Xiaojin for a few seconds, and pulled a contemptuous smile from the corner of his mouth.In the next second, the white hat in Xiaojin's hand had been replaced with a black one, and Echizen was watching people enter the arena with a serious face while wearing a white hat.

Then Xiaojin felt that the air suddenly became heavier. He looked at the black hat in his hand foolishly, then at Nioh-senpai with a bright smile on his face and Echizen Ryoma who was very focused, and looked up at each other. Sanada turned around quietly with a gloomy expression.

"Ma, Sanada...Senior..."

"Too slack!"

"what--"

"But if people from the same team meet, it's equivalent to losing a point." On this side, the three people represented by normal people are having a serious conversation.

Yukimura's face was a little serious, which meant that the game was likely to be unfair from the beginning.

"But it also means that there must be a point." Fuji is still smiling, very optimistic.

At the end of each game, everyone on the winning side will get a point for their team, and finally each participating team will be commended according to the number of points.A total of four national teams, only one can be commended.

Hearing such worries, Atobe didn't take it seriously.

"Everything, just win."

Sir, you are so domineering.

The author has something to say: I really don’t know how to write the rules of playing tennis 233 or something. I feel that except for the rules of a single game of tennis, I have ruined everything else...

☆, Clues and Synchronization

At this time, far away from Tokyo, Australia.

The recent weather has been a bit erratic. It was clear that the sky was clear in the morning, but it didn't take long for it to rain again.

Since it was the weekend, people were coming and going in the amusement park, and a sudden heavy rain caught many people off guard.

Umbrellas were blooming on the ground one after another, and those without umbrellas ran towards the nearby convenience store with their heads covered.

The rainwater quickly accumulated a thin layer on the ground, and slowly flowed into the drainage well along the texture of the tiles, and the dense raindrops hit it again, causing circles of ripples, which ebbed and flowed.A pair of black ankle boots ran in the rain, splashing water one after another.

At this time, there were already many people standing under the small newspaper column.Seeing a lot of people rushing over again, they squeezed each other on the platform again.Hosokawa Miho smiled at the person who made room for her, and stood up cautiously.

Some people came from behind, and she also walked in.As the spacing gets smaller and smaller, the voice of complaints in the ears is getting louder.

"Ah...really...a rare weekend..."

"Hey, where are you, come here...I'm..."

"Mother……"

"There's a coffee shop over there, right? Or go over there!"

"Should it stop soon? Doesn't this kind of rain always come and go quickly?" The man's voice was perfunctory and impatient. At the end, his voice became smaller and smaller, as if he had no confidence .

Hosokawa Miho heard the words and raised her head towards the sky, seeing the darkness so overwhelming that she couldn't believe that person.

It rained harder and harder.

Hosokawa Miho looked down at her watch, but only 10 minutes had passed.

Some people have been picked up one after another, and some people rushed out directly, and everyone who left was cast with envy by those who stayed behind.

She felt like she was waiting for her family to pick her up when she was a child after school.Always looking forward to it, even though the parents never come.

"Miho!"

There was a shout in the distance.

As soon as Miho raised her head, a black umbrella appeared in her field of vision.The person holding the umbrella got closer and closer, and finally ran in front of her, revealing a delicate face.

"...The umbrellas in the convenience store sold out too quickly, it took a little time." When he said this, his tone was still so casual, but his eyes were fixed on Miho Hosokawa.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of Miho's rare visit to Tokyo and take her out for fun.I even stayed up late at work to free up time, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this... I would have asked the housekeeper to come with me if I knew it, so I wouldn't forget to bring my umbrella...

"Don't be in such a hurry... Ah, I'm a lot wet—" Miho crawled under the umbrella, only to see that Oda Kohoshi was already a lot wet, the rain slid down his hair all the way to his cheeks, but he seemed completely Didn't feel like it.

Miho took out a tissue and handed it to Kwangsung, but that guy bluntly said, "I'm holding an umbrella and I don't have time, so wipe it for me—that's true!"

As the two walked, Miho raised her head to help him wipe the water.

"Get down a little bit."

Guang Xing glanced at her, and ignored her mischievously.

"...Then you come over a little bit, and you can stop—"

"You look like an old lady today, you're so talkative." Guangxing deliberately refused to cooperate, and was poked in the face by Miho.

"Hey!" Miho said dissatisfied.

"But I like it." Guangxing suddenly lowered his head and said in her ear, so scared that Miho almost stepped on him.

"... Watch the road a little more carefully!" Miho said angrily, but held him tighter.

Although this person always looks so loose that it makes people want to be angry, and often can't help uttering bad words, but... probably it is thanks to this guy in front of her that she can be so relaxed.

Thinking of this, the expression on Miho's face turned cold again.

I came to Tokyo this time to do business.

-

"How's your aunt doing?" By the time Miho finished taking a shower, Oda Kohoshi had already stayed in the study.She changed into a new set of clothes sent directly from the store, a pink sweater with a navy blue long skirt, the style is different from what she usually wears, but it has a different taste.

Holding a cup of hot cocoa in her hand, she stepped into the door and closed the door gently.

"It's the same as I told you on the phone last time. The candidate has been basically confirmed, but no direct evidence has been found yet, so there is no substantial progress."

Guangxing stepped on the sofa strings with one foot, and rested the other foot on the soft chair, neither of them was in shape.

He casually took a folder of materials from the nearby bookshelf and handed it to Miho.

"The autopsy report you have read is in the front, and the suspects we speculate are in the back."

Miho put Koko on the coffee table, took what was in Kwangsung's hand, and sat down at the end of the sofa.Guang Xing was dissatisfied with the distance between the two of them, so he simply changed his position, holding the book directly, and pillowed it on Miho's lap.

Miho froze, but didn't say anything after all.He only briefly glanced at the autopsy, not daring to look too carefully, and then opened the profile of the character.

There is a photo of a woman posted on the front page, she is very beautiful and looks very young, like 25 or [-] years old.

Name: Kugimiya Yukiko

Identity: Daughter of the late Uda Club elder Kugimiya Taki.

…Then there are some mediocre resumes, such as graduating from Tokyo University, when he founded his own company, when he was acquired by Uda, and then he reached a high position.

The heating is turned on in the study, and even if you step on the carpet with bare feet, you won't feel cold.The light was adjusted to a warm yellow color, which made the room quieter and more peaceful than the sound of rain outside the window.In such an environment, even Miho unconsciously wanted to relax - if there wasn't that guy on her lap!

When she turned to the column of social relations, Miho Hosokawa paused.

In the column of fiance, write the name of that cousin.This is also one of the reasons Kwang Sung guessed it was her.other people……

"Stepmother... Kugimiya Kazue?" Miho read out aloud with some hesitation, thinking she had heard it somewhere, but the impression was not particularly deep.

"What?" Guangxing's voice was muffled.

"Ah, it just sounds familiar."

Guang Xing sneered, and turned the book in his hand again.The tone was a little mocking, "At the end of the year, I spent a lot of money on the cowherd with others, and there was a big scandal."

"...Oh, it's her." Miho suddenly realized, took a few more glances, closed the file, and patted Guangxing to get him up.Kwangsung took the document and put it back, while Miho reached out for the cup of cocoa.

"How's things going with Auntie?"

When Kwang Sung asked about his business, Miho didn't care about his words.Frowning slightly, he began to organize his thoughts.

"I've already been to the former residence. It was originally planned to move the grave—but..." Miho sighed.

"I only found out recently that I have a cousin..."

"Cousin?" Guang Xing frowned, "Didn't Auntie pass away for a long time? Ten years?"

"Well... my aunt contacted a couple in the United States to adopt her for that child before she passed away, and she only returned to Japan in the past two years."

Where is the father?

Guangxing thought so in his heart, but he didn't ask further.After all, there are still a lot of unmarried mothers in Japan.Just like this time last year, he had just found out that his father was still alive.

"I wanted to ask that child's opinion, and then discuss the matter of recognizing her ancestors... But she went to a competition abroad, and she hasn't been contacted yet." Miho leaned back with some headaches, picked up the pillow and stuck it on her face.

"How to get grandma to accept her is also a matter of long-term consideration—"

Guang Xing looked at her with some amusement, without interrupting.During this period of time, she has been running about these things, and even after school started, she was thinking about these things while going to school.

"I will probably come to Tokyo often during this time. I need to investigate my aunt's previous working environment... After all, I have been separated for so many years. I don't feel relieved if I don't know more about it."

Miho said this because there was always a thought in her heart urging her to dig deeper.Is it the obsession of the year?She has been using this statement to prevaricate herself before, but now it seems that she can no longer hide it.

Judging from the known information, my aunt was born as a drama actor. Although she has not played a few roles after graduation, she is also well-known in the industry as a beautiful screenwriter. The article seems to have nothing to say.Not to mention that after the cancer was diagnosed, the doctor asked him to recuperate.

Even my cousin was adopted by a wealthy family in the United States after my aunt died. At the very least, I don't have to worry about food and clothing, and life is not a problem at all.

What could be wrong?

Miho was a little discouraged, thinking about it, she did these things like a child on a whim.

"Idiot, just do what you want, why do you think about it so much." Seeing this, Guangxing stepped forward and pulled the pillow from her hand, and hugged her in his arms.

"Kwangsei..." Miho was so moved that she automatically filtered out such unpleasant words as "idiot".

"What are you going to do?" Guangxing patted her head, he liked this kind of hair-like movement, which made him feel very close.

Naturally, Miho didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't resist, she thought about her plan seriously.

"The housekeeper's grandpa has already taken care of the preliminary work. I want to go and understand it first, and then make the next step based on the information."

"I have already made an appointment for tomorrow. Let's go to the actor company that my aunt signed with before. It would be great if I could find my aunt's friends or classmates back then... But now I can't find a suitable contact method, so I interrupted rashly—ah, I remembered Already!"

Miho suddenly yelled, her eyes widened slightly, as if she had suddenly realized.

"That Ms. Kugimiya Kazue is my aunt's contemporaneous student! So I know this person."

The author has something to say: because there has been no update this week... so I simply wrote 3k today, and there should be another update before the weekend, so let’s eat after fattening up, little bitches.This chapter...it can barely be considered a transitional chapter, because I plan to weave a web...so I have to take it slow.

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The heart of a poor girl

☆, commentary and lead