Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 229

"Fifth question," Irie withdrew his thoughts, glanced at the people behind Sakuraichi, Tezuka, Fujiwara, Yukimura, Atobe, Sanada, etc., the corners of his mouth could not help but curl slightly, and a gentle arc bloomed at the corner of his mouth. However, in Seeing the young man with chestnut hair gradually walk out of the shadow of the tree, his pupils tightened and then recovered again.

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed the glasses, covering up the deep look in his eyes a little bit.

With a movement of the hand, the racket slapped the tennis ball in the ball frame, and then turned it over instantly, and nine balls bounced on it. The thin lips moved slightly, and said lightly: "Please call back the number of the person you like."

the person I like? ? ?

Ying was slightly stunned, feeling a little weird about this question, but in such a moment of stunned, the nine balls whizzed past her, and the rear-ending wind made her clothes rattle.

"Irie," looking at the gentle and jade-like young man opposite, Sakura slightly closed her eyelids, straightened her hat brim slightly, and said indifferently: "This problem is not a problem."

Originally thought that Irie would argue, but unexpectedly, Irie smiled slightly, adjusted his glasses, and said gently: "That's right." He paused, looked at Sakuraichi, and continued: "At least four out of five balls must be correct. Well, you've passed."

Hearing this, Sakura was slightly stunned, a faint astonishment flashed across her slightly immature face, but it was only for a moment, then she recovered, turned around and walked towards the suspension bridge on the right side of Iri River.

"Hey, Edogawa," Irie squeezed her eyelids and didn't turn her head to look at Sakuraichi. Sakuraichi just walked to the suspension bridge and stopped when she heard his words. She didn't turn around, but turned her head slightly, that's all. The dark red eyes moved to the corners of the eyes, forming a faint red line under the cover of the brim of the hat.

The wind has come without a trace, only the fallen leaves are proving the traces of the wind|flowing.

A faint ray of light fell through the layers of leaves, sprinkled a little bit of light on the ground, extended little by little, quiet as if opened, neither bewitching nor charming, peaceful and warm.

The young man closed his eyelids, turned his head slightly to look at the girl standing in front of him, and the fallen leaves slipped quietly between the two of them. The young man was full of emotions, and smiled warmly, "I will go find you."

Liu paused the pen in his hand, looked at Irie in front of him, his eyelids moved, but they didn't open.

The elegant and quiet smile on Yukimura's face remained unchanged, but a ray of deep thought flashed across his iris purple eyes. .

Tezuka's pupils froze, and the hand hanging by his side tightened involuntarily.Glancing at Irijiang, a thin line gradually appeared between the thin lips.

"Pfft~" King Ni glanced at Fuji who was next to him indiscriminately, and a playful smile bloomed on his face with a playful smile.

Standing aside, Atobe glanced at Irie thoughtfully, stroking his tear mole with his hand, then glanced at Fuji and then retracted.

Echizen blinked his cat pupils, looked at Sakuraichi and then at Irie, a little puzzled, but didn't go into it.

Call ~
The wind was still blowing quietly, and the fallen leaves slid down in front of my eyes, leaving a slight arc. Buer's chestnut hair was fluttering with the wind, and the hand hanging by the side suddenly tightened, and gradually faded with the fingertips. White, the subtle coldness diffuses quietly from the fingertips, and the moment the wind stops, the eyelashes tremble slightly, revealing a line of ice blue hidden in the snow below, entering the river...
(End of this chapter)