[Comprehensive Net King] Ryoma's Shadow

Victim: Oda Lisa

Gender: Female

Age: 40

Residence: No. 22-7, Sanchome, Kaigan District, Himiyacho City, Kyoto Prefecture, Japan

Missing place: No. 22-7, Sanchome, Kaigan District, Himimiyacho City, Kyoto Prefecture, Japan

Time of disappearance: X month X, 20XX

Discovery location: No. 22-7, Sanchome, Kaigan District, Himimiyacho City, Kyoto Prefecture, Japan

Discovery time: X month X day, 20XX

Disappearance interval: two months and three days

Cause of death: Death due to mixed drug use, preliminarily judged as suicide.

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Autopsy report:

Appraisal Unit: Himemiya Town Police Station

Reason for identification: Cause of death of Lisa Oda

Date of autopsy: X month X, 20XX

Date of report: XX, XX, 20XX

Staff: XXXX

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[-]. Cause of case: Suicide at home after missing for many days

[-]. Pathological examination:

([-]) Examination of the corpse form:

A female corpse, 165cm long, well-developed without abnormality, poor nutrition, emaciated.addicted to smoking.Due to work unit reasons, suspected drug abuse history.Short silver hair and earrings.Rigidity has been relieved, a small amount of red foamy liquid flows out around the mouth, the conjunctiva of both eyelids is pale, and the pupils on both sides are equal in size and round.There were impact scars on the head, forearm, knee joint and other parts. It was suspected that he had self-harmed due to insanity caused by drug overdose.

([-]) Internal inspection

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in conclusion:

The victim committed suicide due to mixed poisoning due to excessive smoking and injection of sedatives and a large amount of nicotine residues in the body.

"Drugs...?"

Guangxing looked at the report in his hand, his eyes were fixed on the word "suicide", and the hand holding the page couldn't help exerting force. At any rate, he still remembered that it was a document, so he let go of it in time. But it still left a deep mark on it.

He closed the entire file, but the file automatically spread out with inertia, revealing the photo that was sandwiched inside. Guangxing pulled it out with a little force. It was a photo from a few years ago. In the photo, there is still the imprint of the clamp on the left.

It appears to be a candid photo, and Lisa Oda doesn't seem to be aware that someone is taking pictures of her.

She turned off the light and sat alone on the sofa in the corner, wearing a black off-the-shoulder gauze dress. The skirt was originally very long, but she crossed her legs, revealing a slender white calf. She held a glass of champagne in her hand, Staring at the fruit plate on the table in a daze, I don't know what I'm thinking.

She is obviously a woman who is nearly 40 years old, and she doesn't pay much attention to maintenance on weekdays. She even smokes, drinks, and stays up late. She still does it and treats herself like a little girl. With a mature charm.

From the photo, you can see that someone at the table behind her seems to be having fun, but it seems that none of this has anything to do with her. As a well-known proprietress in the local area, it is up to her mood to accompany the guests or not .

Even with such a face, his mother doesn't seem to like taking pictures, which is something Kwang Sung only discovered after her death.

Mother doesn't seem to be a person who can take care of others. In his eyes, she has always been indifferent, and she doesn't care much about anything. Occasionally, she has some mood swings, and it won't be a big joy or sorrow.He has always been extremely indulgent towards him, and even Guangxing once regarded those behaviors as indifference, so he always stubbornly earns some "household" by himself.

But now it seems-

Guangxing stuffed the photo on the front page of the trolley clip, and threw the book together on the table.

"What a troublesome woman." He snorted, and simply collapsed on the back of the chair, closing his eyes and not knowing what he was thinking.

Murayama moved his hands and feet a little uncomfortably, looked at the slightly darkened mark under his boss's eyes and the messy documents on the table, and thought about going forward to help him tidy them up.

Oda Guangxing slightly opened his eyes and glanced at him, then continued to close his eyes to rest.After about a few minutes, when he was faintly drowsy, he heard Murayama scream.

"What are you shouting about?" Oda Kohoshi opened his eyes and glared at him displeased.

But Murayama couldn't care so much, he handed the file to Guangxing, "Master, the person behind here looks familiar..."

Guangxing took it, and after looking at it for a few seconds, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.In the camera, Oda Lisa is in a position to the right, and at the rear left, there is a house where guests are having fun.It's okay for others not to know, but Guangxing knows that the seat in the store is not available for ordinary people.If it's just an ordinary working class, they can't afford it, let alone invited several famous girls in the store to accompany them, and ordered a lot of things...

He pulled out the photo from under the transparent cover and handed it to Murayamame.

"Go find someone to analyze it. Look at the person behind... Is it—oh, my lucky cousin."

Good luck?is not that right?There is such a fiancée who can do anything for him...

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Kirihara kept yelling indiscriminately, "Why is Senior Nioh here?" "I'm going to fight him too."On the other hand, Momoshiro Takeshi and Ninzu Yushi were a little speechless.

"Hey, hey, it's probably just the same type of player as Nioh Masaharu..." Takeshi Momoshiro looked at the slightly excited Kirihara Akaya, feeling a little overwhelmed and powerless, "It's like the one in Shonan Jonai before—that one What's going on?"

"It's that kid who always loves to imitate famous generals in middle school?" Renzu raised his eyebrows, but obviously he couldn't remember the name of that guy.

"Yeah, that's him! What's his name? It seems like he hasn't played since he was in high school!"

...So the two of you have been discussing Ruo Renhong (a member of Chengcheng Shonan Junior High School) for so long?

"Speaking of which... if Nioh-kun had such physical strength...it would probably be much stronger, right?"

Compared with the group of people who were farting and chatting while watching the game, Keigo Atobe and Takahiro Kawaji in the monitoring room seemed much quieter, and the focus of their conversation was more inclined to watch the content of their game.

"This guy's ability to imitate is really strong..." Atobe couldn't help muttering as he looked at the two people who saw the jumping screen.The screen in front of him is nine pictures arranged in a nine-square grid.And the one in the upper left corner is the plane shot of Zhiji's feet.

Suddenly, a slight change in Echizen Ryoma's hand in the upper right corner attracted Atobe Keigo's attention.

"Huh?" What is he doing?

Then in the next second, Keigo Atobe couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly——

"That guy—" Using such a trick in this kind of game?

So... what about here?Will this girl named Tomoki Nozawa still be able to perform exactly the same moves as before?

"Sure enough...it's very interesting." Fujisuke murmured, and unconsciously touched his chin with his right hand.If Tezuka was here, he would probably feel gratified that the little boy could have such a match, right?

The little guy who is growing up should face life directly.

Regardless of how the people watching the game feel, the inner feelings of Echizen Ryoma who is making moves on the field are not as plain as he shows.

Kirihara Chi also said just now that he saw the second of Nioh-senpai, but he was not lying - because he also thought so at that moment.

And now... the person standing opposite is Zhiji?Or another self?

He couldn't figure it out.

In a trance, I recalled that dream again.In the pitch-black world, only half of the tennis court, endless balls, and that running figure can be seen.

But as the game progressed, the picture in his mind was cut into two parts. While watching the game in front of him, the tennis court on the other side of the dream began to gradually light up.

Then while devouring...

After Zhiji effortlessly imitated his shot for the third time, the dream finally became completely clear, and then the pictures overlapped——

He saw the man across from him.

It's me.

The author has something to say: I feel like I’m still whetting my appetite.

I remembered the autopsy report that I hadn't written for a long time... I just handed it in so sloppily, it was so difficult to compile! !

☆, defeat and collection

The amazing move Atobu said was the limit of Echizen Ryoma's tentative comprehension. This is one of the three ultimate gates of the selfless realm, and it is an absolute manifestation of power.

The surging power is like a sudden eruption of a volcano that has been silent for many years. It gathers the power of the whole body in a certain part of the body, and then makes it heat up continuously to force all the opponent's balls, all gyrations, all orbits, and all Destructive power... Everything will be doubled and returned - but doing so will also cause great damage to the body. The rapid loss of physical strength is the most superficial and the most fatal point on the field.

Fortunately, he is Echizen Ryoma.Just as Tezuka can use the perfect Tezuka domain to control it, his advantage lies in being able to control the free flow of this force in his body, so it is actually not easy for him to suffer from body damage.

But physical strength... Facts have proved that Tomoki Nozawa, who has lacked training in recent years, has regressed a lot in physical fitness and skills.

Although her in-depth understanding of Echizen Ryoma's skills probably stopped a year or two ago, she is very familiar with his playing style.The first few rounds were just a test of his recent playing routines, and the imitation of the next few rounds was also a collection of his recent playing data and self-adjustment.

If there is any congenital gap between men and women, then use wisdom to make up for it!Meticulous observation, accumulating strength to weave a net to catch... It's not purely imitating tennis, not purely data tennis-this is her tennis!

But at this time, she didn't have time to think about anything, and she didn't notice that the knots in her heart over the years had a tendency to unravel.

At this moment, she was standing on the bottom line, and she felt that there was gas flowing continuously in her body, impacting her meridians, as if it wanted to burst out from those thin pores!

I heard that everyone's selfless state is different.

In an instant, the world seemed to be slowed down by someone, and Zhiji's vision began to change.Everything around her dimmed, and she could only see the three-dimensional grid lines exuding white light, and a little bit of tennis balls moving forward along the route she expected, and——the opposite one made of thermal imaging, Echizen Ryoma being infinitely drawn closer...

Just as Echizen Ryoma himself felt, in Chiki's eyes, he was like a glowing fireball at this time. Chiki watched the dark piece keep moving and moving, and the steps under her feet also began to change. The white squares in the field of vision also began to jump, and some unknown numbers kept flashing and disappearing.

The limit of talent!

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The final game ended much earlier than expected.

Because... it's time for Chiki to gather.She has to go back to the team, and if someone finds out that she sneaked out during training time, maybe something will be spread.

A set will determine the outcome, the score is 6-5, and Echizen Ryoma temporarily takes the lead.But Zhiji knew that in the last round, if Echizen Ryoma's spirit was not affected by self-reflection, it would be impossible for her to win with such a weak body.

If the fight continues, it will only be her unilateral lingering.

Jiujiu

Zhiji watched Echizen Ryoma put away his rackets one by one. At this moment, the quiet boy lost his hostility on the court, and instead looked indifferently like an angel who fell from nowhere.

This indifference in contemplation became a little more gentle in Zhiji's eyes.It wasn't until a few seconds later that Ryoma seemed to notice her gaze, and turned his head with a puzzled expression.

"Aren't you in a hurry?"

Zhiji shook her head, she couldn't help but shook the tennis ball with the cartoon head in her pocket, and then took it out.

"Here, I'll give it back to you. I didn't use it just now." It's just that I didn't want to use it all the time.Although I know that I seem to like the person in front of me a little bit, but... I really can't imagine how to further develop this kind of words... Although I still can't help being a little-er, jealous?

Zhiji felt that the world seemed to have become mysterious.

"Ah? Oh." Ryoma was stunned for a second, and then reached out to catch it. Zhiji put the ball in his palm, and his fingertips gently brushed his palm, a little itchy.

For some reason, he intuitively felt that Zhiji didn't seem very happy.Because she lost the ball—she seemed to be staring at the ball...

"If you like it, I'll give it to you." Longma handed the ball over.

Zhiji couldn't help but glared at him.

"Long Ma-kun is such an idiot!"

She paused, picked up her own things and put them on her body, "How can there be any reason to give away what others give you?"

"Okay, let's stop here today. I don't know if I can help you... See you later!"

In the future... the chances of seeing him will probably be rare, right?After all, they are not from the same circle...

At this time, Zhi Ji had no idea that many years later, he would get along with this person day and night.

After Zhiji left, Ryoma stared at her back in a daze for several seconds.Against the backdrop of the coldness of the girl's figure, she looked thinner and thinner, making one feel the urge to hold her in his arms.

I always feel...she didn't mean that in the previous sentence...

Ryoma gently tugged at the corner of his mouth, becoming more and more interested.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the dragon and horse moved its ears. Along with the sound of the wind, there was a rustling sound.

Ryoma turned his head vigilantly, and then his face became a bit annoyed.

"come out!"

been discovered.

Buer paused, and slowly hid his figure behind the tree trunk.Sure enough, the group of people in the bushes who couldn't stand it for a long time stopped calling themselves.

"It's agreed to retreat quietly! Why are you making noise, head kelp?"

"Huh? Isn't that you, Peach?"

"It's Peach City!"

"Huh? You provoked me first! I'll kill you!"

Looking at these two people who were arguing regardless of the occasion, Ninzu Yushi felt a deep sense of powerlessness.He slowly stood up from the bushes, just in time to meet Echizen Ryoma whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Senior Kansai Wolf under King Monkey Mountain..." Why are you here too!There are botanical gardens, zoos, and green schools!

"Cough...Echizen-san, I——can teach you how to chase girls!"

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Zhiji is now outside the training ground, staring at the time displayed on his phone, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.Seeing that no one was paying attention, she quietly slipped in through the side door.

Unexpectedly, she hadn't taken two steps when someone suddenly called out.

"Where have you been?"

Tomoki turned around, it was Asakura Minami.Minami looked at her with a strange expression on her face, and she seemed to be relieved when she saw that Zhiji didn't speak, and stepped forward to hold Zhiji's arm.

"I was looking for you just now, I'm very worried when you're not here!"

Zhiji's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't know how long she had been looking for it.She was silent for two seconds, "Go outside for a while."

"Oh...it's fine—it's already assembled, let's go there quickly!"

☆、Farewell, Tokyo