HBWnovel Chapter 396 Extra Story?
Chapter 396 Extra Story?
The author has something to say:
The narrator of this chapter is Ed-Protagonist-Ed.The angle of view conversion is marked with *.
He's a smart little guy who knows how to avoid the most damage, and it's obviously not the first time he's been beaten.
It's not easy to take time out from the intensive training schedule, and I have to rush back after finishing Steven's business.Squatting on a high container, I leaned my cheeks down.
A group of ferocious wolves beating a weak little rabbit who will not resist, the scene being staged reminds me of this.
What the hell is Jani doing?I confessed that I was not a face-to-face, and I was too excited to forget?It seems that I have been away for too long, and some people's memory is not working~
With one arm supported, I jumped from a height.
The crowd naturally stopped and separated, revealing a small body lying prone on the ground, covered with mud and footprints, curled up into a ball, motionless.
Levi squatted down and sniffed, "I'm still alive, I guess I passed out."
Ignoring the unbearable expression of George next to him who hesitated to speak, I glanced at Jani on the Mohawk head. This guy probably thought his errands were done, so he lit a cigarette beside him and smoked himself.
I smiled at him.
His movements stopped and his face turned pale.
I casually picked up the cigarette that was about to fall from his mouth, held it in front of my eyes for a moment, and I spoke softly, "Jani Davis, 16 years old, unemployed, lives at 137 Green Lane. Family members include: one Mother, two older sisters, three younger brothers, ah, and a younger sister. Two years ago, the whole family had food and clothing problems, but now Hilton smokes casually."
"I'm sorry, I just forgot that you hate the smell of cigarettes the most." The previous viciousness had long since disappeared, and Jani, with his head down, looked like a docile lamb.
Still staring at the cigarette in my hand, I tilted my head, "It seems that the nicotine in cigarettes is also harmful to the brain and nerves, won't it also hinder hearing?"
His body was trembling like autumn leaves in the wind, Jani couldn't speak in tune, "Yes, I'm sorry, I forgot just now, I touched that kid's head, it wasn't on purpose..."
Glancing at him, I raised my hand and passed the cigarette.
Jani held out his palms tremblingly to receive it.
Naturally, he lowered his hand a little, and extinguished the burning smoke in the palm of his hand.There was a strange burnt smell in the air.
"Do you remember now?" I glanced at him.
Sweat was all over his head and face, but Jani didn't dodge at all, and his tone was more respectful, "I remember it. I will never forget your words again."
"If you have money to buy cigarettes, it's better to care about your family. Your little sister should go to school this year. It's better to go to St. Mary's private girls' school." I raised my hand and patted him on the shoulder, and I continued to move forward.
"Yes!" Jani's grateful voice came from behind.
Walking over, I glanced at the little rabbit on the ground who was not moving.With this done, Steven should be satisfied, right?But what exactly did Steven hate about him?
I recalled his words and deeds: knowing that it would be disadvantageous, he sent him to the door for a classmate with a bad relationship; he was surrounded by vicious strangers, but he calmly let others dodge first; he didn't resist at all when he was beaten. Extinct bad guy.
The samurai Nanjiro who once swept the tennis world actually has such a son.
I'm curious what this little bunny looks like.Half squatting down, I picked up the hair on the back of his head and forced him to look up at me.
The moon rose from the heavy clouds.Without looking up at the sky, that's all I think.
Half-covered eyelashes like a black forest, tight lips like red roses, a glaring drop of blood dripping from the middle of the hairline, meandering through the straight and smooth nose line, dividing the delicate face like a porcelain doll into two halves, strange This makes the indifferent and childish face full of coquettishness.
At the moment of trance, the half-closed eyes in front of him suddenly opened, and two clusters of golden flames ignited in a trance.Almost at the same time, there was a slight but sharp sound of wind.
Too careless!Leaning back suddenly, there was a stabbing pain near the collarbone, and I made a quick move, and I grabbed that slender wrist.
Gianni George was about to rush over immediately, but was stopped in place by my gesture.
Looking down at the torn shirt and the long bloodstain on my chest, I laughed out loud—how is this a weak little rabbit?It's clearly a little lion who can only kill someone!
*pity!This guy has great reflexes!Originally planned to hold him hostage by holding a stone against his carotid artery to pretend to be a blade while he was unprepared, but because he retreated too quickly, he only drew a slight bloodstain on his chest in a hurry.
The blow that mustered the rest of his body was dispelled in this way, and the kidnapping of the boss failed.
Someone grabbed my left hand tightly, and I resigned myself to closing my eyes.The feeling of loss of force made it difficult for me to move a finger.Another good beating.It shouldn't be easy to beat him to death; if he is disabled, the stinky old man will probably be very sad-because I can't inherit his great cause.
While waiting silently, the expected new round of punches and kicks did not come, so I opened my eyelids, and I met a pair of examining eyes.
If it wasn't for the pain all over my body reminding me that I was still in reality, I would have thought that I had entered a different world—such profound and gorgeous facial features, charming ice-blue pupils, and shimmering silver hair against the background of dim moonlight, making me I have hallucinations of spatiotemporal dislocation.
In the legends of the world, it seems that only the vampire prince possesses such a frightening and unable to look away face.
The person who was almost held hostage by me looked like this, and just now he just stared at his neck.But why does his appearance give me a vague sense of familiarity?
Lying flat on the ground, with my wrist still clenched, I just looked at him like this, and leisurely wondered where I had seen this face before.
Staring at me for a while, the corners of his lips hooked, he pinched my chin, and leaned closer to my face.You don't want to suck my blood, do you?The first thing that came to my mind was such a ridiculous idea.
＊I was looking at him, and he was looking at me on the ground.With scars all over his body, his face was indifferent.
Except for the moment when he exploded into trouble, his expression hardly changed.It's the same when you find yourself about to be beaten by the crowd, it's the same when you wait for the opportunity to lose with a jedi blow, and it's the same now when you have no strength to resist.It seemed that nothing in this world could carve a mark on his heart.
The little thing has a lion's heart, and he doesn't know what it means to be afraid.
Suddenly, I really want to see what it will be like when the quietly burning amber eyes are full of water vapor, the tight lips are slightly parted like a rose, and the childish and indifferent cheeks show a flustered blush. scene?
I pinched his face, and I gently licked away the drops of blood that had slid down his chin.Feeling the amazing smoothness of the skin, the smell of blood on the tip of my tongue made me squint my eyes comfortably, and licked my lips by the way, "I like the smell of blood~"
His eyes widened?Stiff expression?Very good, keep up the good work. (Author: I bet that kid was just thinking, what a vampire!)
With one hand, he easily pressed his two wrists to the top of his head, and with the other hand, he hissed and tore off his dusty and blood-stained shirt effortlessly.
The frivolous words and rude movements stopped abruptly, and my hand involuntarily slid down his slender neck.
The touch of my fingertips tells me how flexible and elastic the skin is under the delicate skin.In the dim light, the young but well-proportioned body should be as moist as jade, but it is covered with shocking blue and purple scars.
What I did made me feel a little heartache. This is really a novel first experience.
"I remembered, it's in the old man's newspaper!"
He raised his eyes in astonishment, and was facing a pair of clear amber eyes.There was no mist, no flustered blushes, but a hint of excitement, "This year's U.S. Open youth champion! It's you. I've wanted to compete with you for a long time."
well?The hand I was stroking stopped for a moment, and I looked down at this little thing whose hands were restrained, whose shirt was stripped off, and who couldn't figure out what was going on.In such a situation, the tennis game should not be the first consideration anyway!
For some reason, anger rose from the heart, and evil grew to the gallbladder.Leaning down, I smiled softly in his ear, "Believe it or not, I did you right here?"
"Are you afraid of me?" Unexpectedly, that indifferent little face took on a look of comprehension.
"What~" I raised my brows, and I dragged my tone.
"Because you have a premonition that you won't be able to beat me on the tennis court in the future, so you can only solve it in other ways." Amber pupils stared at me fearlessly, with the illusion of burning pain, "Want to escape? Ed Alphonse !"
"Ha, ahahaha——" After a moment of silence, I burst out laughing.very interesting!Very appetizing!Standing up, I also picked up this little thing that was not as tall as my shoulders, "Do you think you are qualified to be my opponent?"
"Just give me time." His tone was sure.
"Then, let's make an agreement. When I think you can withstand two blows, let's compete." I stroked the blood stain under my neck, and I chuckled, "The loser has to do it for himself." responsible."
He didn't hear the trap in my words at all, his eyes were golden, he said without hesitation, "It's a deal!"
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postscript:
Looking at the back of the boy leaving and disappearing, George leaned closer to Ed's side, "Boss, did you just let him go?"
"It's a pleasure to watch the green fruits slowly ripen." Under the moonlight, the vampire prince slowly burst into a satisfied smile that charms all living beings, "Didn't that lazy and stupid author often say that good things should be fattened before killing them?" Well~”
Turning the corner, our protagonist staggered forward with hissing air-conditioning and murmured in his heart: It's a good chance that this time, he managed to run out of that perverted vampire with words.Is it airy to bully the little with the big and bully the small with the big?"Believe it or not, I just made you here?" 』After I learn Taekwondo, sooner or later, when you are on the order, I will secretly do you first!
(Note from the talkative author: In the mind of the ten-year-old protagonist, "doing" = killing, Hai Bian, etc...)
No.17 Vol. Hard Stage Chapter 397 Conflict
The author has something to say:
The narrator of this chapter is Tezuka=Protagonist=Tezuka=Akutsu=Protagonist.The points where the angle of view changes are marked with *.
No.17 Volume Song:
Reach out to our future
in that high and far place
Journey where the wind blows
Searching for the meaning of birth
Even when the time to lose comes
Hold tight to whatever I choose now
Reach out to our future
Even in the face of endless loneliness
As long as you have a bright dream
we will meet one day
in that high and far place
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"Hey, the last name mentioned on the big screen just now is Echizen Ryoma, right?" "That's right. Even the world's top professional tennis players know Echizen?" "Hey, my dad was originally a legendary player, It’s not surprising even if we know each other.” “I’m so envious of Echizen——”
"Hush, isn't that Yamabuki's altar? What are he and Echizen talking about?"
There were whispers in the dead-quiet restaurant just now, and everyone looked at the door in unison.
At the entrance of the restaurant, after listening to the forum, he frowned, and his childish face, which had always maintained a flat expression, added a layer of chill.Without saying a word, he picked up the tennis bag he put by the door and walked out the door without looking back.
"Ah, Echizen-kun!" Dan stood there at a loss.
Realizing that something happened, we all stood up, Momoshiro couldn't help but say again, "Echizen!"
"Dashi, you take the others to get on the bus first." I glanced at the other people who were also standing up at the table, and my voice was clear and concise, "This is Qingxue's business. It would be inappropriate if there were too many people. I'll go."
"I'll go too." Opening his blue eyes, Fuji's tone was calm and firm.
"I, can I go and have a look together?" The honest Kawamura begged.
The request of the two men was not unexpected.I nodded to them both, picked up my bag, walked to the altar, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"
"Ah, Tezuka-kun." Only then did Tan come back to his senses.
"Did something happen!" Kawamura was uncharacteristically impatient.
"Actually, Akutsu-senpai, he..."
＊Running up the steps of the street tennis court in a hurry, I saw the blond boy standing with his hands on his hips across the net from Akutsu.He is not tall, but has a face full of farts and arrogance (author: like someone's blond copy).
Raising my hand, his serve surprised me-spinning serve!
Having experienced my external spin, of course Akutsu will not be stumped by the external spin. His return is also powerful and heavy, and it is completely impossible to see that it is played by someone who has not touched tennis for a while.
Catching Kia Kutsu's ball, the blond lobs a netball.
At the same time that Ajiujin rushed forward to catch the tennis ball, my eyes suddenly widened—the kid jumped up in front of the net at some point, swung his racket, and the ball hit Ajiujin on the forehead.
Yajiujin staggered and managed to stand still.
"That was just now!" Kawamura exclaimed not far behind.
"Pick the ball A." The minister's tone was calm.
"The technique used when Echizen defeated Akutsu before." He added clearly.
I didn’t turn around to say hello to those three, I just stared wide-eyed at what happened in front of me, just like watching the Minister’s Ice Emperor battle from the temporary supervisory position before, a familiar and unknown flame eroded and burned in my chest .
"Is that all?" Facing Akutsu's sudden, ghostly, black panther-like fast attack, the blond boy provocatively said a sentence in Japanese in front of the net.
"Just right!" Angrily rushing forward to the net, Akutsu swung his racket with a thunderous blow, and the ball went straight to the opponent's face.
When the ball was approaching the goal, the boy grinned, and instantly raised his racket to block it. The ball drew a semicircle high and hit Yajiujin's backcourt.
Taking the raised racket away from his face, the blond boy smiled meaningfully at Akutsu who was standing still.
On the sidelines, behind me who was also standing there in a daze, Kawamura's stammering voice sounded, "This is also the tactic used to lure the enemy when Echizen defeated Akutsu just now."
＊The thin but straight figure just stood quietly, and I could feel the blazing flame burning inside not far from him.
At the moment when Ice Emperor and I were injured, when Oishi and the others rushed into the field shouting, only he sat firmly on the coach's bench, as he is now, motionless.
I sat next to him and gently moved my injured shoulder, surrounded by fierce dissuasion.But among these voices, he was not there.From the beginning to the end, he has been sitting quietly, without even turning the corner of his eyes.
Why do I dare not cast a glance, because I am afraid that the flame will burn me to ashes between breaths?
"Super half volley!" "Small step with one foot!"
Following Kebin's onslaught, Kawamura's exclamations made my uneasiness gradually spread.
"Sure enough, this player named Kebin Smith is replaying the match between Echizen and Akutsu." Squinting his eyes, he spoke with certainty.
"What on earth do you want!" In the field, Ya Jiujin was so angry that he completely lost his composure.
To replicate that game in front of him would be like humiliating him by making a fake of his most precious treasure.
"I've been studying the match between you and Echizen Ryoma for a long time!"
While Kebin rushed forward and slid, another exclamation from Kawamura sounded, "Pick the ball B!"
"Akutsu seems to be cooperating with him too!" The development of the situation on the court made Kawamura murmur doubtfully, "Does Akutsu also want to repeat the match with Echizen?"
"No. He played like that unconsciously." I stared at the tennis court and the standing figure on the sidelines, my eyes focused.
Fuji slightly nodded his chin thoughtfully, "The current Yakutsu has been led by the nose by Kebin Smith's trick."
* "Drink!" The blond kid opposite swung his arm.Pump the ball A!
really!Do you want to replay the game between me and that kid!Frowning and gritting my teeth, what appeared before my eyes was the phantom of a young man in a white hat, blue and white shirt.With a wave of his arms, he shouted clear and clear, "Stop!"
Just like that day, when the ghost flew back, I struck out swiftly, "Drink!"
The blond kid raised his arms and slapped. In my pupils that widened suddenly, the phantom of the blue and white shirt fluttered in the strong sunlight, just like yesterday reappeared, and the brilliant butterfly that broke out of the cocoon hit my head hard again Bossy.
Do not make jokes!Staring straight at the phantom scene in front of him, screaming in his heart but stiffening his body, he suddenly heard a low cry from the sidelines, "Ah."
It's him.As soon as I thought about it, there was a "snap" on my forehead, and I was hit by the enlarged tennis ball.
I squeezed my eyes shut as I fell flat on my back.Being seen by him, being seen by him, being seen by him-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
* "Akutsu!" Senior Kawamura exclaimed and ran over.
After a pause, I walked into the arena unhurriedly.
"Ah!" The blond boy on the opposite side let out a short cry.
Turning my head to look at him, my tone was as loose as ever, "You seem to be looking for something with me, right? You really have come full circle."
"You finally appeared, Echizen Ryoma!" After a second of silence, the guy named Kebin opened his mouth, his handsome face turned a bit hideous due to the excitement, "It's just in time!" He didn't glance at Akutsu who was on the ground In the last glance, he stared straight at me, his eyes were full of hunger and thirst, and said, "You little man, get out of here!"
"Damn it!" Wiping the dust off his cheek with the back of his hand, Ajiujin cursed bitterly.
Calmly leaning over to pick up the racket that Akutsu dropped on the ground, and picking up the tennis ball by the way, I looked to the opposite side, "If necessary, I can compete with you now."
"YES! That's right!" Kebin smiled.
Just as he was about to throw the tennis ball, he heard a loud shout, "Wait a minute!"
Hearing the sound and looking outside the arena, Kawamura Fuji stared blankly at the person who made the loud shout, the minister who was completely minus one hundred.
"It's going to be a friendly match soon. I can't turn a blind eye to the players playing without authorization." The minister calmed down his voice.
"Tch, you're still putting on that high stance of a top student." Yajiujin, who sat aside, disdainfully.
"Ah, Yakutsu..." Kawamura was at a loss.
"Don't worry about it, just let them fight one game." Yakujin continued to raise his voice.
Turning his head and glanced at Ajiujin, the minister looked coldly, "Irrelevant personnel, please don't interrupt."
"What did you say?!" He squinted at the minister, and Yakujin showed signs of going berserk.
"I can do it anytime." Kebin lifted the racket on his shoulder, stared at me, and found the target triumphantly. "Anyway, I've already waited until now. It doesn't matter if I wait until the day of the match."
He swung his racket in the air with a soft whirring sound, and tapped me straight, "Then I will beat you down in front of many audiences!"
I look at him.On the sidelines, the Minister came to urge, "Let's go, Echizen." After speaking, the Minister, Kawamura and the others turned around and prepared to leave together with their bags on their backs.
"No." He stood still.For the first time, I blatantly disobeyed the orders of my commander.
The minister, who had already walked a few steps, looked back in disbelief.Looking over without fear, I met his gaze, "I can't participate in the competition."
"Huh?" Obviously understood Japanese, Kebin on the opposite side was taken aback.
I didn't go to see Kebin, I just stared at the minister, "So, it's only now."
"Hey, what's going on?" Yakujin asked Kawamura in a low voice.
"Echizen, he was not selected as a member of the selection team." Kawamura lowered his head.
"Hey! Is that true!" Kempin yelled at me.
It's not what I want, what are you dancing about! "So what, I've fought now so I don't have any complaints!" I stared at him.
Flicking the tennis ball, on the opposite side, Kebin prepared to catch the ball with an unhappy expression.
"Echizen!" A voice full of warning sounded from outside the arena.
With an unknown fire simmering in my chest, I ignored the minister's voice, raised my arm and swung my pat, "Stop!"
The imposing ball hit the net and rolled to the ground.
"Ah." Straightening up, I looked at the black racket in my hand, "It's really difficult to use someone else's racket."
Turning around, I walked to the sidelines and opened my bag.
"Stop, Echigo." Clenching his fists, the minister came over, his tone still so steady and majestic.
Without looking at him, I took out my red racket and walked into the field.
My left wrist tightened, and I, who was walking straight forward, was dragged to a halt.
I finally realized that the minister was grabbing my hand to prevent me from playing!The minister, who would not be moved even if the sky collapsed, made such an urgent move!For a split second I almost softened into submission.However, a warm sensation on my left wrist told me that I was still wearing the blue-and-white wristband.
Before going to Germany, the minister personally put it on my wrist, and I swore to the minister that day: one pillar of Qingxue is enough!
But, minister, do you really trust me?
Thinking about what to do, let's teach that Kaibin who dared to pirate me to vent his anger on Akutsu first, and complete the agreement with Ed by the way!Hardening my heart, I didn't dare to look back, I closed my eyes, and said two words in a low voice, "Let go."