HBWnovel Chapter 426 Shaken Mood
Chapter 426 Shaken Mood
Renovated, a small restaurant with a modern flavor.
I opened the back of the chair that was designed to be rectangular, and waited for the person in front of me to sit firmly, then went around to the opposite side, put my tennis bag on the chair next to me, and sat down.
A waiter came forward to set the tableware, spread the napkins, and introduced the use of the small round oven on the table covered with wire mesh.
One dish after another was served, including a plate of fresh small fish sticks neatly coated with seasoning.
While serving the dishes, I looked at the guy opposite me with slightly curly blue-gray hair and clear purple eyes smiling like a spring breeze.It seems that after the successful operation, the body recovered quickly, and they can go to school normally.
After the department work, I almost didn't recognize this man in the black junior high school uniform at the school gate.
Li Haida met him after the game.The next step is to go to Germany; followed by the Kanto selection camp; the game with the US team; and then the school ranking competition.Recently, I have been worrying about the U.S. Open. For a long time, I have no time to inquire about Shimoyukimura's recent situation.
Although no news is good news, am I a bit disqualified as a friend?
Speaking of why we have dinner together here, it originated from an agreement at the beginning of the summer vacation.
The words of going to the newly opened grilled fish restaurant together still ring in my ears, and of course I will not refuse Yukimura's invitation. (Author's Note: Refer to Chapter 331. But compared to keeping the promise, it can still satisfy your gluttons, so you can't refuse, right?)
Originally in the name of celebrating Yukimura's recovery, even though Yukimura is older than me, I should treat this meal anyway.But because I was so poor, Yukimura ended up paying for it.
The old man once taught one of the gentleman's treasures: beauty needs all-round, caring and gentle care.
The original words are specifically extended as: when a beauty is tired, she needs to support her waist, when a beauty is panting, she needs to rub her breasts, the service is thoughtful and quick, and throwing money is like throwing snot... As for touching your buttocks and dusting your pants if you have nothing to do—no need I teach you?
It's a long piece of teaching, of course I know which sentence is the most critical.
The question is, with the meager pocket money the old man gave me, can I become a stylish gentleman who throws money like a snot?The whole thing can only be a little boy who is being fostered, okay!
Well, that's a long way off.
Although Yukimura is undoubtedly a beauty, but everyone is a man, so brothers don't care about such trivial matters as who pays the bill.When I become a professional player and earn a lot of money in the future, I just need to pay more.
Skillfully put the grilled fish sticks turned over on the wire net with wooden clips, put them on the plate, and put them in front of Yukimura.
"Ryoma is very skilled in doing these things. Do you often take care of people?"
"No." Facing the smiling Yukimura, even if I wanted to show off, I couldn't lie.With my lazy personality, let alone taking care of others, I have always been taken care of by my seniors.
"However, Yukimura-senpai is different." When I said this, I didn't hesitate.
First impressions matter.The image of Yukimura as a sickly beauty is so ingrained in my mind that I often forget his actual identity.Regardless of whether a beauty needs all-round care or not, patients do need caring and gentle care.What's more, Yukimura's nostalgic temperament makes me have no resistance to him.
My hand was suddenly grabbed.
Looking up in surprise, Yukimura's smile disappeared, and his expression could even be called serious.The purple eyes looking at me were sharp for a moment, as if they were searching for something in my eyes.
At first, I thought there was something wrong with Yukimura's body, but I quickly put my doubts to the wind.
The powerful feeling clearly reminded me that the person holding my hand is the hand of a man—the head of the tennis club of Rikkai University. Let's put aside the sick beauty sister and so on.
"What's wrong?" I wondered.
In the blink of an eye, those purple eyes were as moist as spring breeze turning into rain again, and the flash just now seemed to be an illusion.
"Oh? In Ryoma's eyes, I'm different from others—because I'm someone who needs to be taken care of?" Yukimura's voice was soft and gentle.
"No." I denied again.Having come into contact with people like Steven, I naturally know what a forbidden sentence is - saying in front of a tsundere patient that you are weak and you need to be taken care of is definitely asking for trouble.
Although Yukimura should not be arrogant, it's better not to test his self-esteem.
"Senior Yukimura certainly doesn't need others to take care of him. I just," my words were knotted, I lowered my eyes and thought for a moment but couldn't find a suitable excuse. In a hurry, I simply hit a straight ball, "I just want to do it myself."
A moment of silence.
Did you say something wrong?When I looked up at Yukimura, the smiles like thousands of blooming flowers made me lose my mind for a while.
Take my hand and add another one.Holding my left hand in both slender hands, I leaned my head closer, and stared at me with slightly curved eyes, posing such a solemn gesture of determination, Yukimura on the opposite side spoke in a soft and gentle tone that seemed to have nothing to do with the preface,
"Don't rush to the U.S. Open just yet, Ryoma, you still have unfinished business in Japan."
The former sentence is still discussing whether Yukimura himself needs to be taken care of, and the latter sentence directly becomes a question of my choice of path.Even my mind, which is used to jumping, felt a bit unable to turn around, but Yukimura's next words made me sober up instantly.
"Don't think that defeating Genichiro is the No. 1 Japanese middle school, and don't think that defeating Tachikai in the Kanto Tournament is the end."
The smile remains the same, but the purple eyes in front of me are gradually deepening. This time, I will not miss the sharpness shining in them.
"I will participate in this national competition. If Qingxue does not have you at that time, it will be a joke to dominate the country. Even with you, it will definitely be Lihai's victory."
Yukimura, who spoke these sharp words, undoubtedly exuded the powerful aura of the head of the Rikkai Tennis Club.
Don't be surprised, think about the consistent virtues of Li Haida's gang, under Yukimura's gentle appearance, this is the truth.
Looking back at Yukimura, although he was silent, I think the boiling in my heart must also burn into my eyes.
In the dim light, Yukimura's smile became more gentle, "National competition, I am in the general position, waiting for you, Ryoma."
Walking home alone with a bag on my back, the stars gradually appeared in the night.
After Yukimura made that announcement, we had a dinner that looked pretty normal.But I know my mind has been disturbed again.
"...Hey, did you hear me, kid."
I didn't recover from the trance until a big shaking hand appeared in front of my eyes.
Out of the corner of my eye, I judged that the background was my own door: the mechanical legs brought me back here even without subjective consciousness.
As for the tall figure standing in front of me—impatiently pushing away the dangling hand, I raised my head.I don't know if it's because of the backlight or because of distraction, it took me a while to figure out who this person was.
"It is you."
"Finally I have a reaction." Under the raised eyebrows, a pair of single eyelids slanted towards me, "You are not bewitched, kid?"
"What's the matter?" I didn't want to explain anything, so I asked directly.
The person on the opposite side didn't respond. He bent down and brought his face closer, staring at my expression seriously.
This sense of sight——I immediately recalled the scene of Nakayukimura staring at me in the grilled fish shop, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
"What's going on?" Akutsu, who was staring at me, asked before I could speak.
Ignoring his question again, looking away, I planned to go around him, "If you are fine, go home."
As soon as I took two steps, the collar of the school uniform was grabbed and I picked it up-I don't want to complain about this bad habit anymore.
"Don't try to order me and don't try to avoid me!"
Looking down at me, Yakutsu's eyes were filled with flames, "Your eyes are exactly the same as the one I saw that time. I don't know what you are worrying about. But, with this sleepwalking eyes, you can do anything you want." fail!"
Looking back at Yakujin who was so angry, Mo Ming's irritability subsided a lot, and my voice became calm and composed.
"—Are you going to keep talking to me like this?"
"Uh." Ajitsu put me back on the ground resentfully, and murmured, "Who told you that you are too short."
After tidying up my neckline in silence, I said with a blank face, "Your habit of carrying people can easily make your weaknesses attacked."
From the point of view of fighting, one side exerts force with both hands, and the empty door is exposed; the other side is in mid-air with free hands and feet, so it is very convenient to do what you want.
For some reason, Akutsu's expression suddenly became strange, and he looked at me with more vigilance.Thinking of his strange behavior of throwing me out of the house for no reason before, I decided to continue to ignore it.
"I'll take care of my own problems." After whispering, I smiled brightly, "So, what's the matter with you coming to my house today?"
"That, the California Tennis School." Akutsu put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at the sky, "I decided to go. It's just a few days."
"Oh, sooner or later I will go to America to cover you, I hope you can last longer this time."
"You little brat! Can't you say a good word out of your mouth?"
You are not a beautiful sister, you still need me to coax you with good words.I was slandering in my stomach, but I was quite sharp in my mouth, "Then, have a good trip."
Taking a deep breath, Yajiujin turned around and left.
"Senior Yakutsu~" Looking at his disappearing figure, the corners of my lips slightly raised, "Thank you."
The back of Ya Jiujin in the middle of the night paused, without turning back, he raised his hand, "Thank you, let's show it with actions when you arrive in the United States."