The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 298 Prelude? Pro

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The narrator of this chapter is the protagonist - Sanada - the protagonist.Points of view conversion are marked with *.

He holds a fruit knife in his left hand and an apple in his right hand.My current state is definitely more nervous than facing a strong opponent in the deciding game and hitting an outspin serve at a critical moment.

Never allow sick people or children to work.The problem is, I have completely inherited the bad virtue of the stinky old man who always opens his mouth, so this is the first time I have ever peeled an apple in my life! (It used to be said that it was washed and gnawed directly with the skin.)

Isn't it just peeling an apple and chopping it?It's not difficult at all!

"Brother, why didn't you peel the skin and cut it directly?" Am I not peeling it!

"Ah, throw away the apples!" I was throwing the apple peels!

"Only the core is left..." Who said, there is still a lot of meat on it!If you don't believe me, cut it out and show it to you!

"These... look like dog teeth..." The little kids studied the tiny pieces on the plate for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion, "It's so ugly, it must be hard to eat." "I don't want to eat it. "Nor do I."

go!No matter how it is cut, apples still taste like apples!That being said, looking at the two miserable "dog teeth" on the plate, I was sweating a little.Maybe, I am a culinary "genius" in another sense?

"Let me do it." As if nothing had happened, Yukimura took the fruit knife from my hand, but his shoulders were shaking slightly...

"Awesome!" "It looks delicious!"

Together with those little kids, I stared dumbfoundedly at the white and shiny fruit petals arranged like water lilies in the plate, and I seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance coming from them.This, is this really peeled with the same apple as mine!

Anyway, apart from eating, I am a complete natural idiot when it comes to cooking...

Standing aside, I watched those children cheering and scrambling around Yukimura's fruit plate. Angrily, I poked one on my plate with a toothpick and put it in my mouth.No one cares about it, so I can only solve it myself.

"Can I have a piece, Ryoma?"

Looking up, Yukimura, who was leaning on the hospital bed and peeling an apple deftly with both hands, looked over with a smile.Startled, I shook the "dog tooth" that was almost in my mouth, "Do you really want it?"

"En." He gently closed his eyes.It was a very ordinary movement, but he did it with extreme elegance.At this time, I suddenly had an idea - this person should be very beautiful...

When I recovered, I had brought the toothpick to his mouth.

Naturally opened his lips slightly and bit down, closed his eyes and tasted a few mouthfuls, he chuckled, "It tastes good~"

"Really?" "Then I'll try it too~" The little kids followed suit.

This person eats so elegantly, without showing his teeth.As I was sighing, a piece of crescent-shaped pulp was handed to my lips.Reflexively opened my mouth wide and just took a bite, and his chuckle sounded in front of me, which made me blush a little.

"Well, I'm too ugly to eat..."

"No. I think your mother must be very happy when she cooks for you." He smiled and distributed the fruit petals to the children with a toothpick while talking.

Quietly looking at the warm and peaceful scene in front of you.A few words that came into my ears as I walked past the information desk of the inpatient department not long ago rang quietly in my mind.

"That boy has had a lot of visitors recently. 』

"Because I have an operation tomorrow. 』

"I heard that even if you don't have surgery, if you pay attention and don't do strenuous exercise, there will be no problems in daily life? 』

"But he himself insisted on doing the operation with a low success rate.Alas, what a worry. 』

This beautiful and peaceful face overlapped with another.She raised her hand with difficulty, stroking my face with cold fingers reluctantly. "Mom is going away... Ryoma is a man, right?"So, don't cry. 』

"I should go back."

Standing up with the bag on his back, he stopped when he walked to the door and turned around, "I said last time that you must get better. Because I will definitely win. Do you understand what I mean?"

I will definitely win.Therefore, in order to prevent your teammates from blaming themselves and regretting for the rest of their lives, you must get better.Looking at him squarely, I think my eyes must be very cold and ruthless.

Looking at me quietly, his purple eyes were peaceful and soft. After a while, he suddenly smiled slightly, raised his hand slightly and waved, "Understood, Ryoma. I also have something to tell you."

Walking forward, just bent down under his gesture, a soft and warm impression was made on her cheek.In his ears, accompanied by the hot and soft breath, his ethereal whisper sounded, "You smell like sunshine."

The gentle words calmed my mind like magic.Naturally, I tilted my head and kissed his cheek.Feels just as good as last time - if not for those little kids watching.

They stared at us wide-eyed and unblinking, and some expressed their thoughts with their index fingers in their mouths, "Okay~" "I want it too~"

Coming out of the hospital, I looked up to the sky and took a deep breath.Oops, I forgot to say hello to Taocheng and the others.Just as I was about to turn around and walk back, a familiar figure on the sidewalk beside the road made me stop.

Under the green light, among the endless stream of people, he stood upright and motionless like a benchmark, as if he had already taken root on the ground.Under the brim of the black hat, looking across the road, the previously majestic and sharp eyes are now out of focus.

＊Yukimura, Yukimura...why can you make that choice with a calm smile?Why can't I think of a word to dissuade?Why is God so cruel?

The light in front of my eyes turned, and subconsciously, I raised my legs and took a step.

"Wait a minute!" A quick and clear voice came from behind, which made my whole body tremble as if I had been hit by a fixed body spell.

Amidst the sound of cars speeding by on the road, I slowly turned my head to look.

Holding the bag belt in one hand and putting one hand in the trouser pocket, even though he was standing scattered, he straightened his small back as always. Under the messy black hair, the amber pupils were calm and calm, "The signal light is red."

Walking across the overpass, a lazy voice sounded from behind, "Hey~"

"What's the matter with you?" I couldn't help turning my head, and I raised my voice.Very upset today, especially seeing you!

"Can you play a game with me." Looking straight at me, his eyes were sharp, but the corner of his mouth was raised again, "I want to pay off the debt I owe you last time as soon as possible."

stare at him.Always that kind of mischievous smile, always makes me unable to calm down.This person is the complete opposite of Yukimura.If Yukimura is a reassuring guardian angel, then this guy is a naughty monster who disturbs people's hearts so much that it makes teeth itch.

In the tennis court in the park surrounded by greenery, birds are singing.

After carefully adjusting the line and tightening the handle, he stood up from the bench and said in a steady tone, "Let's start."

While adjusting the shooting line, he looked at his back as he walked straight to the court.Recovered from the last blow so quickly?Moreover, it seems that there are more things that cannot be explained clearly.

"You haven't learned your lesson yet?" The brim of the hat covered my eyes, and my voice was equally emotionless, "No matter how many times you do it, the result will not change." No matter how much you improve.

His hand holding the ball was tight, and under the cover of the white hat brim, I couldn't see his expression.

"Drink!" He raised his arms and swung his racket. I was a little surprised by the momentum of his shot.When the racket was picked up, the wrist shook, and it was heavier than before!

At the same time I returned the ball, he opened his posture and gave a loud slap.That ball was like lightning and flint, which made me unexpected.

Looking at the tennis ball rolling on the ground and looking up at him, I said quietly, "Have you strengthened your wrist exercises since last time?" It seems that a lot of hard work has been done.

"Yes, thanks to you." Responding casually, he patted the tennis ball with his left hand, "Next ball."

"Indeed, it might be interesting to decide the winner here." Holding the racket in both hands, I was ready to catch the ball, "Tomorrow's game will not have such an opportunity."

Grabbing the tennis ball that was about to be thrown, he glanced at me coldly, and he straightened up, "What does this mean?"

"I'm singles number one." With a blank expression on my face, I also looked directly at him.In the first grade, you can't be ranked first in singles.

"so what?"

"The first three rounds can end the game, and there is no chance for me to play." Even if the strange lineup is reached, it is in vain.

"En (ěn)~" There seemed to be a small flame in his eyes, he raised his hand, "No more~" Then he went straight to the bench on the sidelines.

"What's the matter? It's a sudden move. Are you scared?" Still standing on the court, I looked at his back as he was packing his bags.

Putting the bag on his back and standing up with his back to me, he raised his voice, "The last debt will be paid during the game."

"Didn't you hear what I said just now? I..."

Before I finished speaking, he turned his head, the golden color in his eyes made me pause.

"Tomorrow's winner must be Qingxue. Moreover, judging from the ball just now, you are not in good shape today, and you won't be able to win." After speaking unhurriedly, he turned and walked away, "Then, that's it .”

Sanada Mansion at night.The sound of insects breaking like bells further accentuated the silence around them.

Wearing a kimono and standing quietly in front of the hall with closed eyes, it seems that you can hear the echo from the distant mountains.

He was actually taught a lesson by that brat.His eyes opened wide, the light of the knife in his hand flashed, and half of the haystack in front of him slanted down.Interesting, it seems that tomorrow's game will not be boring.

＊When I came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe and a big towel, I heard the smelly old man yelling, "Youth~ I have your phone~"

Strolling over lazily (the author interjects: Except for playing tennis, this person can sit but never stand, can lie down and never sits, a complete copy of the old man. tube]), picked it up, and just wanted to open my mouth to yawn, but the steady voice from the phone made me swallow the yawn quietly. "Before."

"minister."

"How is it going?"

That's what I should be asking.A lot of things I wanted to say rushed up, but they were all stuck in my throat.

Looking up at the sky full of stars outside the window, I smiled and answered irrelevant questions, "Minister, you can also rely on me."

After a long time, on the other end of the phone, he responded in a low voice, "Ah."