Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 129
Swah——

The indifferent and frosty voice was bone-chilling, and a gust of cold snapped across his body in an instant. The bone-chilling cold made Kirihara's hairs all over his body suddenly stand up, and then ice flakes formed on his body, freezing his flowing blood.

Kirihara huddled his stiff body, the corners of his mouth twitched, the shallow smile on his face had completely turned into a pale dying expression at this moment.

Sanada stretched out one hand out of the window, and his voice trembled slightly because of fear, "Deputy...deputy minister, ah—it hurts—"

Almost at the same time, Sakura moved her five fingers, and there was a click, and the sound of dislocation was accompanied by Kirihara's loud cry.

Sanada closed his eyelids slightly, glanced at Sakuraichi who was behind him with a gloomy expression, and then looked at Coach Ryuzaki who also had an unattractive expression.

Although the expressions of Tezuka and Fuji remained unchanged, the slightly condensed air on the two of them could not escape his eyes. Their reactions made him realize something almost instantly, and his eyes fell on Kirihara's body, his brows furrowed. , frowning slightly.

This guy... got into trouble again, and, fortunately, he ran into Edogawa's body without dying. Isn't this... courting death?

"Kirihara," Sanada pressed the brim of his hat, "Tomorrow's training will be doubled!"

"Hey——Deputy Minister, why is this! Ah!! My hand, I can't feel it anymore, it's broken, Deputy Minister~" Kirihara's dark green eyes were filled with tears from noodles, and he looked pitifully at the person in front of him. Sanada.

"Kirihara is very leisurely." Yukimura said shallowly, his voice was as quiet as a forest, shallow and faint, like lilies in an empty valley, quiet and safe, but it made Kirihara on the other side feel like falling into hell.

"Kirihara, double the training tomorrow." Sanada pressed the brim of his hat again.

"Hey, Sakuraichi," Yukimura spoke slowly just as Sakuraichi withdrew his hand holding Kirihara's shoulder, his voice was still so quiet, just like when the pixel-like flowers were in full bloom, "Can you help me take it back? ? Tomorrow is his final."

finals?

Hearing Yukimura's words, Sakuraichi's dark red pupils under the brim of his hat shrank suddenly, and when he looked at the 'glass dishes' on the desk, the swirl of coldness gradually floated into his pupils.

She was originally assigned to play singles in the finals of the regional qualifiers, but because Kirihara's sudden appearance disrupted her exams, she was unable to play. The semi-finals were suspended, and now even the finals...

Thinking of this, Sakura tightened her hands, and the black eyes in the center of her pupils gradually shrank...shrunk, and finally began to differentiate. However, just before the fission, Sakura blinked her eyelids, and the black eyes instantly returned to their original state.

As soon as he stepped forward, he walked to Qieyuan's side, and saw that guy took two steps back in fear, and muttered in his mouth: "You...what do you want to do? Ah——————My hand—— "

Ying Yi didn't answer his words, his face was still so gloomy and ugly, after he had connected his bones, he said indifferently: "Wait for me at the tennis court."

tennis court! ! ! !

Tezuka's pupils tightened, and the hands around his chest involuntarily strengthened a little, and the streamer on the lens flickered away.

Bu Er's tight eyes suddenly opened, revealing the deep and mysterious ice blue hidden under the snow, then closed again, and murmured in a low voice: "I'm really curious, Ying Yi..."

Yukimura's eyes were slightly condensed, the look of astonishment was fleeting on his face, and it recovered in the blink of an eye, and the iris-purple ripples slowly bloomed in his eyes, as if... more and more interesting.

Atobe retracted his eyelids, stroked the tear mole with his fingers, and there was a little more inquiry and anticipation in his dark blue eyes. It seemed that today was not in vain.

Liu slowly closed her silver-brown eyes, glanced at the deep scratch on the notebook, and frowned indiscernibly, Edogawa's data...

Sanada's movement of pressing the brim of the hat paused, seeing Sakura's leaving back, his pupils shrank involuntarily, Aigaku's... Edogawa...

Yushi Ninazu regained his hand holding his glasses, and the elegant curves gradually bloomed at the corners of his mouth. Well, how strong is the head of the Seigaku Women's Internet Department?

Seeing everyone's expressions, coach Ryuzaki gradually had a smile on his face, well, what a group of passionate children, and that child Edogawa...

Turning around to look at the corridor, Sakuraichi's figure had disappeared at the end of the corridor, Coach Ryuzaki pursed his lips, the child must have held back his anger.

"KU...KUSO!!!" The Hiyake who just came back to his senses widened his eyes, and looked at his partner, "Yuki Yushi, Seigaku Edogawa means...she wants to compete with Kirihara?!! !!"

"Yeah." Shinobu Yushi reached out and stroked his soft hair, and the gentleman said gracefully: "IQ has risen."

"Yushi!!!!"

"Pfft~ Director of the Qingxue Women's Net~" The fraudster Nioh Masaharu narrowed his dark green pupils, anticipation and enthusiasm flashed across his eyes.

Seeing this, Hiroshi Yagyu didn't say anything, but habitually pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his middle finger, and the glasses glowing white perfectly concealed the look of anticipation.

Hijiruo's pupils condensed slightly, thinking about the time when Sanada gave the sword a few days ago, he said slowly, "The next one will be the next one."

"Hey, Kirihara-san." At this moment, Fuji turned his head to look at Kirihara who was in a daze, tilted his head slightly, and at the moment when the chestnut hair was cut with a slight arc, he said slowly in a soft and elegant voice: "Let's go to the stadium .”

"Eh..." Kirihara blinked, and followed Fuji cutely and left.

On one side, Kuwahara couldn't help but froze at the corners of his mouth, that guy still hasn't reacted yet! ! !

"Well, let's go too." Yukimura smiled slightly, and walked from the corner to the court with a single step, followed closely by Li Haida's Zhengxuan.

Atobe stretched out his hand, snapped his fingers, and said in a proud and confident voice, "How could my uncle be absent, ahh~" After finishing speaking, he led a group of positive candidates to the court of the men's tennis team.

"Um, that's..."

The silhouettes of several people came into view suddenly, Echizen couldn't help being slightly startled, his amber cat eyes blinked, and he looked at Akaya Kirihara, who was doing warm-up exercises on the court.

Eyelids closed for a moment, then closed again, and with a cut, he turned his head to continue looking at the blackboard where the teacher was lecturing. However, just as he was about to turn his head, a white figure appeared from the corner of the female net department, greatly Tennis bag, K of spades hat.

wow-

The sound of tables and chairs colliding instantly resounded, and Echizen stood up abruptly, staring at the figure with cat eyes, and then looked at the teacher on the podium, "Teacher, I will ask for leave to go to the infirmary." After that, Without waiting for the teacher to agree, he ran out quickly.

(End of this chapter)