Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 4 My name is Edogawa

"No...impossible!!!"

Looking at the tennis ball that was still rolling, Sasabe's eyes widened in horror.

How can this be?He obviously used an outspin serve, how could that brat hit it back?

Before he even reacted, he didn't even see the path of the ball, so he was taken down by the opponent!
"Okay... that's amazing..." The girl who was still sitting on the ground said in amazement, the little kid in front of her actually... so easily received Sasabe's outspin serve, it's really amazing !

"Impossible, Zuo Zuobu's outspin serve was actually caught by that brat?"

"It's really fast, I didn't even see how she hit back, and..."

"Hey, you two shut up!!!" Zuo Zuobu yelled at the two of them, and stared at Chen Yuran who was facing him with an extremely ugly face, "Little devil, you serve the second ball."

Chen Yuran raised her eyes. She didn't quite understand what they said, so she had to look at their facial expressions and words, trying to figure out what they meant.

But Sasabe's expression was really strange when he said this, and she couldn't figure out what he meant for a while.

pat~
Suddenly, Zuo Zuobu kicked the ball at her feet, and it rolled around her feet.

Seeing the small ball appearing in his field of vision, Chen Yuran lowered his eyes slightly, serve?

If it was a thrown ball, maybe she would catch it and serve it seriously, but the opponent kicked it.

Unexpectedly uncomfortable gestures of insult and contempt.

Turning his head, looking over the brim of his hat to the brown-haired boy standing opposite the rope, he said lightly, "Yes."

The flat tone was full of provocation in Zuo Zuobu's ears.He clenched the racket tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Tch! Brat, don't be too arrogant."

However, Chen Yuran ignored him, and just patted the tennis ball on the ground with the side of the racket. With a pop, the tennis ball bounced, and she caught it with the racket.

It is obviously a very ordinary pinball, but when she makes it, it is full of elegance. It doesn't look like pinballs, but rather like carving some kind of art.

"Catch it, Sasabe."

Indifferent words came out of Chen Yuran's mouth, and with a bang, he threw the ball into the air with his left hand, leaned back a little, and took a step back with his right foot, but the racket touched the ground.

A boy standing at a distance from the members of the Sasa Department suddenly widened his eyes, "Hey, Maeda, what kind of pose is that?"

Bang!
Before Maeda could answer, the sound of hitting the ball sounded instantly. It was different from Sasabe's serve. The sound of this ball was very weird, unlike the ones they had heard before, but this did not prevent them from watching the game.

"Tch! Do you want to beat me with a ball like this?" His pupils tightened, and Zuo Zuo tilted his body slightly. It’s gone!!!!”

With a roar, he swung his racket violently!

However, there was a sound of breaking wind, all the strength of the swing dissipated, and the racket immediately hit the air.

Sasaki's pupils shrank, how could it be possible! ! !

The ball actually circled around the edge of the racket, circled around, and then suddenly bounced off from the very top.

pat!

A crisp sound sounded, and the yellow-green ball landed on the ground behind Zuo Zuobu and bounced lightly, making a light rattling sound, and the surrounding fine dust gradually floated up, forming small spin.

"This..." The two girls standing by the trash can widened their eyes, and one of them said in shock, "What kind of ball is this?"

Maeda opened his mouth, and after coming for a long time, he said in surprise: "The Sasabu didn't receive it!!!"

Hearing this, Zuo Zuobu's ashen face froze slightly, and his eyes looking at Chen Yuran were slightly sinister.

And Chen Yuran still maintained the posture of swinging the racket, and said a few words coldly: "Absolutely...zero point."

Absolute zero?

In the dark corner, the boy who happened to pass by took back his steps, his body was hidden in the darkness, his purple hair fluttered slightly, and he habitually pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his right hand,
Concentrate half of the power on the right arm, and then transmit it to the racket. When the tennis ball falls to the chest, use the rotation of the body and the power of the racket to catch the tennis ball.

After friction, the tennis ball will automatically carry a little electronic load, and then find different electronic positive charges to attract each other, so it will involuntarily stick to the opponent's racket.

Once neutralized to a certain point, it loses its suction, so it bounces off your opponent's racket and lands!

It was so!
The young man closed his eyelids, the small figure was reflected on the lens, and a bright light flashed involuntarily in the offset.

What an amazing computing power!

"It's the second ball, Sasabe."

The indifferent voice sounded, Zuo Zuobu froze, turned his head, and saw the kid on the opposite side looking at him expressionlessly, looking like a robot, especially the pair of red eyes, which formed a line under the cover of the brim of the hat. The crescent moon is like the ghost moon at the time of the devil.

"Tch!" Suppressing the palpitation, Zuo Zuobu clenched the racket in his hand, "Little brat, there is still the last ball, if you have the last ball..."

"At the beginning, I said that as long as I catch three balls, I will let them go. It seems that you missed it just now. If you didn't catch it..."

Chen Yuran pointed at him with a racket, her voice was still indifferent, without the slightest ups and downs of emotion: "So what, Zuo Zuobu."

"KUSO!" Gritting his teeth and cursing secretly, Zuo Zuo took a step forward: "Little devil, did you make a mistake? What I said was that you can leave after catching three balls, but I was not included! "

"Really." Chen Yuran closed her eyelids, turned her body slightly, picked up the racket, and gently picked the string with five fingers, "Then there is only the last ball left."

The red eyes turned slightly, and moved to the corners of the eyes. Under the illumination of the light, a cold stream of light flashed, and the thin lips moved: "Is that right?"

This look...

Sasaki's Adam's apple rolled, and he took a step back unconsciously.

click~
With a crackling sound, Chen Yuran bounced the tennis ball at his feet with the side edge of the racket, and then threw the tennis ball into the air with a whistling sound.Turning his head, he glanced at Sasabe on the opposite side, narrowed his eyes, "That's it!"

bang——

No one could see what she was doing, but saw the yellow-green streamer slashing across the rope, and the excessive speed brought a sharp sound of breaking wind, pointing directly at Zuo Zuobu on the opposite side, and the target was his real target. Face!
Realizing this, Zuo Zuobu suddenly widened his pupils, if he was hit by this ball, his entire face would definitely be destroyed!

And that pain...

"No...no, ah—————————"

He hugged his head tightly and let out a cry of surprise. Fear finally took over his mind. He put his left foot on his right foot and fell to the ground with a bang.

At this moment, the tennis ball suddenly stopped in the first half, rustling and spinning through the air, as if blocked by a transparent barrier, and then fell to the ground with a clatter and rolled around.

"White! Idiot!" With a cold snort, Chen Yuran slowly put down the racket, looked at the people sitting on the ground a little loosely, and finally withdrew his gaze.

Turning around, walked to the girl's side, and handed her the racket, "Thank you."

"Eh, that, you're welcome."

The girl stood up slowly, put the racket into the tennis bag, saw that she was about to put the big backpack on the ground on her back, and hurried to her side, and said softly: "Well, I... My name is Kitajima Yuki, how about you?"

"Huh?" Chen Yuran turned to look at her.

The girl pointed at herself, "Kitajima Yuki." Then she pointed at her, "What about you?"

Chen Yuran was slightly taken aback, turned her head, and inadvertently glanced at the comic books in the hands of the two girls next to the trash can.

One of them was written in the Edogawa period, when the cool wind blew, a pink and white cherry blossom suddenly fell, and beautiful marks were drawn on a few words.

"Edo... Chuan..."

"Eh?" Kitajima Yuki was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding what she said.

But in the next second, she suddenly turned her head and said, "Edokawa, Edokawa Sakuchi."

Chewing these words slowly, Kitajima Yuki smiled faintly: "This name is so beautiful."

Ying Yi looked up at her, opened his mouth to speak, but swallowed the words when they reached his mouth, glanced at the dark place from the corner of his eyes, and there was a cold whirlpool in his eyes, and then said: "Let's talk while walking."

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the young man in the dark came out slowly. The yellow, white and black sportswear on his body was particularly conspicuous. The hands in his pockets moved, and his purple hair was blown in the night wind. Fluttering gently, "Edogawa... Sakuraichi? She found out."

Looking at the little guy exuding the aura of a king, the boy couldn't help but frowned slightly. I'm afraid even Yukimura couldn't match his aura.

(End of this chapter)