Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi
Chapter 217 Yamato Yudai
Chapter 217 Yamato Yudai
A man slowly ran out of the forest. Between the sunlight and the shadows of the trees, the figure of the young man gradually appeared, with chestnut hair, tight eyes, and an elegant smile on his delicate face.However, when he saw the teenager standing on the rock in the middle of the river, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then returned to his smiling expression, "Hey, Minister Yamato, so you are here."
"So it's Fuji," Yamato Yuda said gently, the expression on his face never softened just because the other party was Fuji.He squeezed his eyelids, and said, "Bu Er is number zero, really lucky."
"Adhering to the auspicious words of the predecessors."
"Well, let's get to the point." Yamato Yuta slowly lifted the racket, and took out a strange yellow-brown tennis ball from his purse. There were twelve thin ropes intertwined on the ball, and the upper and lower ends intersected at one point. It's like the longitude lines dividing the twelve time zones on a globe.Seeing this tennis ball, Fuji's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyelids slowly opened, revealing a line of ice blue hidden in the snow, and his thin lips moved slightly, "Real·····Tennis."
RealTennis, literally translated as real tennis, is the prototype of general tennis.Invented by a king of England in the 18th century, it is the basis of tennis.Among them, the ball is made of a solid such as cork or stone and wrapped with cloth.
Unlike rubber balls, this kind of ball is very powerful and often causes serious injuries to people.Because one person was killed at a time, people thought that real/tennis was too dangerous, so they were not used often, and gradually transformed into tennis as everyone saw.
"I recognized it," Yamato Yu said with drooping eyelids, and his tone was not doubtful but affirmative, "This level is to catch or hit RealTennis without a racket. Only after you succeed can you cross the river and go to Horio to get it." Come to your racket." Saying that, Yamato Yuda suddenly turned his head to look not far from the forest, "Well, someone has arrived again."
Hearing this, Bu Er turned his head to look.In the dark and unclear forest, the dark green and light green fallen leaves are still falling with the wind, and the unique fragrance of the green grass rushes to the face, and the breeze brought by it blows the fallen leaves on the ground and rotates a few times, and the faint green traces pass quietly, blurring The white figure that was gradually approaching.
wow~
As soon as the wind blows, the fallen leaves on the ground dance leisurely, and the light figure slowly floats into the distance, leaving only a delicate fragrance floating, shallow and faint, weaving a soft net in the invisible air.
Shasha~
The boy's footsteps moved slightly, and he turned around to look at the figure that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it. The maroon hair swayed in a slight arc with his movements. A smile gradually bloomed on that delicate and beautiful face.
Looking at the back of Fuji, and then turned to look at Sakuraichi in front of Fuji, Yamato Yuda couldn't help flashing a playful look, the fierce aura of his junior was actually the moment he saw Edogawa's figure Fully warmed up.
Although it feels exactly the same as Fuji's soft temperament in the past, he still feels the affection for Edogawa in Fuji's heart, as well as...the imperceptible deep...doting... ···
Looking at the chestnut-haired boy in front of him, Sakura raised her eyebrows indistinctly, moved her gaze, looked over Fuji and looked at Yamato Yuda in the middle of the water, and said indifferently: "Rules."
(End of this chapter)
A man slowly ran out of the forest. Between the sunlight and the shadows of the trees, the figure of the young man gradually appeared, with chestnut hair, tight eyes, and an elegant smile on his delicate face.However, when he saw the teenager standing on the rock in the middle of the river, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then returned to his smiling expression, "Hey, Minister Yamato, so you are here."
"So it's Fuji," Yamato Yuda said gently, the expression on his face never softened just because the other party was Fuji.He squeezed his eyelids, and said, "Bu Er is number zero, really lucky."
"Adhering to the auspicious words of the predecessors."
"Well, let's get to the point." Yamato Yuta slowly lifted the racket, and took out a strange yellow-brown tennis ball from his purse. There were twelve thin ropes intertwined on the ball, and the upper and lower ends intersected at one point. It's like the longitude lines dividing the twelve time zones on a globe.Seeing this tennis ball, Fuji's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyelids slowly opened, revealing a line of ice blue hidden in the snow, and his thin lips moved slightly, "Real·····Tennis."
RealTennis, literally translated as real tennis, is the prototype of general tennis.Invented by a king of England in the 18th century, it is the basis of tennis.Among them, the ball is made of a solid such as cork or stone and wrapped with cloth.
Unlike rubber balls, this kind of ball is very powerful and often causes serious injuries to people.Because one person was killed at a time, people thought that real/tennis was too dangerous, so they were not used often, and gradually transformed into tennis as everyone saw.
"I recognized it," Yamato Yu said with drooping eyelids, and his tone was not doubtful but affirmative, "This level is to catch or hit RealTennis without a racket. Only after you succeed can you cross the river and go to Horio to get it." Come to your racket." Saying that, Yamato Yuda suddenly turned his head to look not far from the forest, "Well, someone has arrived again."
Hearing this, Bu Er turned his head to look.In the dark and unclear forest, the dark green and light green fallen leaves are still falling with the wind, and the unique fragrance of the green grass rushes to the face, and the breeze brought by it blows the fallen leaves on the ground and rotates a few times, and the faint green traces pass quietly, blurring The white figure that was gradually approaching.
wow~
As soon as the wind blows, the fallen leaves on the ground dance leisurely, and the light figure slowly floats into the distance, leaving only a delicate fragrance floating, shallow and faint, weaving a soft net in the invisible air.
Shasha~
The boy's footsteps moved slightly, and he turned around to look at the figure that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it. The maroon hair swayed in a slight arc with his movements. A smile gradually bloomed on that delicate and beautiful face.
Looking at the back of Fuji, and then turned to look at Sakuraichi in front of Fuji, Yamato Yuda couldn't help flashing a playful look, the fierce aura of his junior was actually the moment he saw Edogawa's figure Fully warmed up.
Although it feels exactly the same as Fuji's soft temperament in the past, he still feels the affection for Edogawa in Fuji's heart, as well as...the imperceptible deep...doting... ···
Looking at the chestnut-haired boy in front of him, Sakura raised her eyebrows indistinctly, moved her gaze, looked over Fuji and looked at Yamato Yuda in the middle of the water, and said indifferently: "Rules."
(End of this chapter)
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