[Comprehensive Net King] Ryoma's Shadow

The morning in Melbourne is unique.

Open the window and look down, you can see the urban construction full of modernity; but if you look up, you can see the blue sky like a natural environmental protection area.

And what I have to say most is the family-style hotel with super high cost performance.

Considering that it is a place for world-class tennis players to live, the host of the tournament decided to locate the hotel in a high-end residential area closer to the suburbs.

The scenery here is more beautiful, and there will be fewer idle people.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were wide open, and the white gauze curtains were not closed, but pulled to one side. When the breeze blows, the curtains can still be seen fluttering slightly.

Such a quiet painting style, coupled with the two strong and strong men on the ginger fabric sofa, did not have the slightest disharmony.

"Why did you think of coming here this time?" Long Ya asked in puzzlement, unlike what he did in front of other people, his tone was very respectful at this time.

If Echizen Ryuya is compared to a rebellious goshawk, then there are very few people who can make him obey voluntarily; and the middle-aged man in front of him is one of them.

Long Ya only visited him in St. Ola's nursing home around the New Year, but she didn't expect to see him again so soon.

Long Ya leaned on the sofa and subconsciously looked at her coach by the sunlight.Compared to the last time I saw him in the nursing home, he seemed to be getting better again. Although his figure was still thin, his face had more flesh, and his complexion seemed to have improved a lot.

With this casual sportswear, it looks a lot healthier.

Presumably, as the condition became more stable, the speed of recovery gradually accelerated.

"It's a competition I sponsored anyway, so I have to come and see it anyway." The man leaned back on the sofa with a half-smile expression, even though there were several crow's feet in the corners of his eyes, they still couldn't cover them. The charm of a pair of emerald green eyes.

Looking at his expression, Long Ya knew that he was not going to tell the truth, and he held the corner of his mouth speechlessly.

This excuse is really bad. Which world tennis game company has not sponsored before?I didn't see him running out of the nursing home on purpose.

"Well, the scenery in Australia is pretty good. If you are not in a hurry to go back after the game, this is also a good place to recuperate." Long Ya continued following Nozawa Shangichiro's words.He lowered his head and took a sip of the boiled water in his hand, then couldn't help frowning and put it down.

Sure enough, I am more used to drinking a little flavor.

Seeing his action, the man subconsciously put on the air of a coach teaching others.

"Tsk, young man, it's better to be simple." He squinted his eyes and reached into his pocket, as if he wanted to get a cigarette, but in the end he stopped and pulled out a vaping powder.

The nurse outside who had been keeping an eye on the situation in the living room withdrew her gaze in satisfaction.

The so-called suction powder is a straw filled with usable powder, which is mostly used to give children a mouthful.Due to the diversification of customer needs, suction powder has also developed a variety of flavors with the times.

In order to ensure the therapeutic effect on mental illness, smoking, which contains nicotine mixture, must be quit.This has been going on since he received treatment two years ago, but Mr. Shangichiro still keeps the habit of digging out something.

So the nurse had to make a bad move.

"..."

"Coach, you're really full of childishness." Long Ya glanced at the green, probably apple-flavored powder that the coach handed over, and decisively showed a disgusted expression.Shangichiro shrugged, showing a helpless expression.

"How was your return home? I heard that you participated in some talent show?"

"Hmm... It's just so-so. The show is not bad, and the response in China is good." Long Ya paused, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. I haven't seen it before. Seeing you now makes me feel a little better!"

"Oh." Upon hearing this, Shangichiro leaned forward slightly, showing an expression of interest.He casually picked up the morning newspaper provided by the store on the coffee table and flipped through it in his hand, "Let's talk about it."

"Well." Long Ya snorted, and also leaned over to pull out a sports magazine from under the glass coffee table, "It's not very similar. It's just that it felt a little bit when I first saw it—but the guy gave me the feeling But it's nothing like you."

"Oh, except for being stubborn to death." Betting on the title of genius, he could see that the guy was not in the right state soon after the beginning, but he didn't have the intention of reminding him, he was completely watching the excitement .

The future is to be pursued by oneself, and what other people care about him.

Hearing this, the man opposite who was shot for no reason just smiled, looked down at the newspaper in his hand, and didn't make any comments.

For a moment, only the friction of paper materials and the murmur of nature could be faintly heard outside the window in the room.

After a long time, the man spoke again.

"This year it has risen to another age group—how ​​confident are you in this competition?"

Long Ya was silent for two seconds, then raised her head and stared at the former coach.

"not sure."

Suddenly, his tone changed and became more relaxed.

"Because the future is only interesting if it is full of challenges—"

"You boy..." The man shook his head with a smile, picked up the water glass on the table and made a toast. "There are a lot of talented people in the US team this year, so don't underestimate them."

"When I taught you before, I always said how important winning or losing is—"

"But now you want to say that the most important thing to play tennis is to be happy." Long Ya quickly said.

The two smiled at each other.

Also about to go to Melbourne, Australia to play tennis, Echizen Ryoma's mood is far less relaxed than that of his elder brother Ryuya.

It was also the Australian Open, the only difference was that Longya participated in the official youth tournament, while Longma participated in the exhibition match.

As the name suggests, exhibition games are like tidbits for people to adjust their emotions before the feature film begins.

The entire exhibition game was attended by young players sent by Japan, the United States, Germany, Russia, and the United Kingdom.

And today is the day when Echizen Ryoma and Nozawa Tomoki made an appointment to play a game.

"...I remember Qiuzi told me that members of the tennis club are not allowed to play games in private..." When it was time to enter the court, Zhiji still couldn't help muttering, trying to cancel the game.

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☆, voyeurism and reason

"Why are you so dawdling..." Long Mala unzipped the tennis bag and took out the two tennis rackets inside.The YONEX racket that has been used for several years has only recently been replaced with new strings. Many circles of black glue have been wrapped around the black and red racket, and the edge of the top layer of tape is also a little fringed.

He shook it in his hand, then threw it to Zhiji.

"then."

The distance between the two was not too far, but the way Longma threw it was not right. The racket rotated several angles in the air, which looked a little scary.

"Hey, be careful too! This beating hurts a lot."

Seeing Zhiji's flustered look, Ryoma couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth slightly, but he still spoke with a somewhat disgusted tone.He pulled the brim of his hat, untied his woolen coat and threw it on the coach's bench, wearing only a red and white sportswear.

"Clumsy." (Want to write Stupid=Ba Ga, but I always feel that it would be strange to use Chinese.)

Zhiji glanced at him, sighed, put the racket aside, and took off his coat resignedly.

Today is still the tennis class arranged by the program group, but in fact, from "student" to "coach", there are not many people who take the class seriously. Instead, they regard this as the only leisure time in the full training schedule every day ——Anyway, it’s the last class before going to Australia, no one will be interested in teaching any more, right?

"This competition...how many people will you go to?" Seeing that Echizen Ryoma was already taking out tennis balls, Tomoki also resignedly poured one out of his tennis barrel and put it in his pocket, and chatted casually, Then he bent over to pick up the tennis racket that had just been put aside.

"Yeah." Zhiji called out.

"what happened?"

"Ah, I don't know what happened to get some black on my hand—is your vinyl still discolored?" Zhiji muttered a few words, and wiped the handle of the racket with his index finger. Of course, the tape did not come off Will not fade.

"...Are you kidding me?" Ryoma asked back.

"……What is that."

The two chatted back and forth in the arena like this, and they were not in a hurry to start the game, but rather anxious to the peeking people outside the arena.

Today is still in the tennis club as a sponsor.Most people choose to rent indoor tennis courts in winter, so the outdoor ones are much more relaxing.For the two of them who don't want to attract attention, choosing the outdoor is the best.

But in this way, it is convenient for many people to peep.

"So the little guy from Seigaku skipped our training just because of this woman?" Kirihara, still with curly hair, widened his eyes in disbelief, looking very incomprehensible.

"Hmm... the legs are good." This is the Kansai wolf with his glasses pushed up, with a serious face.

"Hey, don't make up your minds, this has to be reserved for our little one—after so many years, it's hard for him to meet someone who can open his mind—" Takeshi Momoshiro looked at Renzu with a vigilant expression, and squeezed The one between the two was surprisingly quiet.

"...Who knows how to make a date to play tennis? It's not LUCKY at all."

"...Why do you want to learn such a strange thing from Chitose—although I quite agree with your point of view..." Takeshi Momoshiro gave Yuji Ninzu a strange look.

"I just thought it would be appropriate to use it this way."

"So...why did my uncle squat here with you guys to do such unglamorous things as voyeurism, huh?" Keigo Atobe, who was caught in the middle, felt that there were veins popping out of his head.

He immediately made a gesture to get up, but Momoshiro Takeshi and Ninzu Yuuji quickly grabbed him one by one from left to right.

"Master, please don't move!" This was Takeshi Momoshiro.

"Xiao Jing, don't make trouble!" This is Yushi Ninzu, but after saying the words, he seems to feel that something is wrong.

So he paused again, "It's rare to see such a unique date, but it's quite gorgeous..." He was a little unashamed, but it clearly expressed his original intention of wanting to watch the excitement.

He exchanged glances with Takeshi Momoshiro, and both saw the desired answer in each other's eyes.

Well, we can't get Atobe up, at least not right now.Don't talk about the height of the shrubs in front of him, just talk about that guy's luminous physique like a moving star, it's no wonder he wasn't found!

Seeing the small movements of the two of them, Keigo Atobe felt even more unhappy.

He already felt a little uncomfortable being dragged here inexplicably, and now he is doing such an out-of-place thing with them... Really——

Since my uncle is not happy anymore, then everyone should not be happy.

"Heh, this doesn't conform to my uncle's aesthetics at all! Hey, Huadi?"

"Osu!" Huachi roared out in a fit of anger, Momoshiro Takeshi and Ninzu Yuuji cried out at the same time from the bottom of their hearts, "It's over!"

At the same time, Kirihara Chi, who had been silent beside him, suddenly slapped Takeshi Momoshiro with his palm and let out a low growl.

"Ah! This ball is beautiful!"

"..."

Takeshi Momoshiro, who was inexplicably recruited, moved his eyes to the field together with everyone tired.

I don't know when the two had already started the game, and they were playing focused - thanks to this, they didn't notice the movement on the sidelines.

The cry that Kirihara shouted just now was that Tomoki used a seemingly extremely simple volley to break Ryoma's clear-air volley.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to break the volley with a pumping attack, you need extremely fast speed, super strength, and just the right angle. Everyone was a little surprised that Zhiji was able to use such a usage.

At first, I thought that Ryoma really came to date in the name of a competition...

Isn't it like this in movies and TV?The heroine doesn't know a certain sport, and the hero will teach her hands-on, and then teach and teach-hehehe.

"The ability to predict is not bad."

The two exchanged a few more balls, and Atobe suddenly made a comment.

But the next second he turned around again.

"Let's go, Birch."

"Eh? Weren't you interested just now?" Takeshi Momoshiro couldn't help asking.

It seems that after maintaining a certain posture for a long time, the legs are a bit useless. When turning around, Takeshi Momoshiro almost failed to maintain his figure.

"Huh? Don't you know that there is a thing called a monitoring room in this world?" Atobe sneered.

"..." Speechless.

But in the end everyone else, including Yushi Ninzu, stayed.

"Huh? Surveillance room? You must not be able to see that kind of thing clearly!" Kirihara, you are challenging the technical strength and financial resources of the Atobe family.

"Long legs require a close look."

"You bastard... said it's a small one! Go away!"

The two joked a few words, and suddenly heard the little kelp next to him ask excitedly——

"Hey! Is that an old saying that if you hinder others from falling in love, you will be kicked by the donkey?"

Taocheng stroked his forehead, "Your reflex arc is too long—and this is not an old saying!"

"Ah? Oh." Xiao Haidai scratched her hair in confusion, "I just recited the Chinese language two days ago, so it should be correct..."

It's rare to see Kirihara take the initiative to ask a question about his studies. If someone from Lihai University is here, he will feel a little bit relieved, right?

The three continued to hide there silently, when suddenly a soft voice sounded from behind.

"Huh? Seems interesting."

"Senior Fuji? Why are you here too?" Taocheng glanced back, and then patted the empty space beside him, motioning for Fuji Zhouzhu to squat down together, "The angle I found is very good!"

Fubu glanced at Takeshi Momoshiro calmly, with a naive expression on his face, doing such childish behaviors as patting the empty space beside him.A trace of icy blue flashed in the eyes that were always smiling, and at that moment, except for Kirihara Akaya who was a little dull, the other two almost felt the instantaneous change of the surrounding airflow.

Taocheng Wu paused for a moment with his hand on the pat, then scratched his head, "Well..."

"I'll go over there and have a look."

There is no other place, where there are several buildings near the edge of the outdoor tennis court, which seem to be some targeted training places.

"Speaking of which... why did Senior Fuji appear here?"

"How do I know?" Shinobu Yushi shrugged, and after thinking about it, he suddenly realized a problem.

In fact, it stands to reason that the relationship between him and Takeshi Momoshiro is not very familiar, so it is rare for the two of them to act together...

Speaking of which...he came here because he came to play with Atobe, so why did Takeshi Momoshiro appear here?

It seems that he doesn't want Echizen Ryoma to discover his existence either, maybe...

"Following?" Yushi Ninzu read the word playfully, and sure enough, he saw a panicked look on Takeshi Momoshiro's face.

"Hey... I, I just care about the little ones!" After all... the entire tennis club, whoever knows something about Zheng Xuan, actually cares about this matter a little bit!

Didn't you see that Senior Fuji is also here?

(Fu Er: Huh? I just want to know what interesting things the two of them are doing secretly.)

Although Shinozu kept his gentlemanly demeanor and didn't comment any more, his eyes still showed teasing.

"Then, then why don't you ask how Li Haida's little kelp got here!"

Kirihara Chi, who didn't pay much attention to the content of the conversation between the two, suddenly became vigilant after hearing the word "little kelp".

"Kill you."

The two of them saw Qi Yuan whose pupil color had begun to change, and suddenly felt a little headache, so they closed their mouths at the same time.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Kirihara suddenly returned to normal, and it was a bit like the angel that appeared when he played doubles with Shiraishi Kuranosuke before.

He scratched his chin and stared at the sky for a moment.

"...I'm here for cram school. Well, Chinese and English."

As a result, I lost my way from the urban area to the suburbs.

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☆, mice and memories