Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 494 Salute to you
That year, they tried hard to imagine the scene of victory because of the warm applause, and imagined that the stupid bird would fly first because of the sound of birds in the morning. However, when reality collided violently with imagination, only a numb and cold heart remained. Tolerate in loneliness.

'That's right,' Xiao Shan smiled lightly, 'it's the last year, and we haven't won a championship yet.This year, but our last defending battle.Definitely, take it down. '

must.
take it down
'Come on, Asahina. '

'Hey, it's our minister anyway, how can you show such an expression, be serious, serious! '

'For the last year, we will depend on you. '

"Sunja, it feels like no matter where you go, you are always one step ahead of me.The whole country this time, let's work hard. '

If you lose, you have no chance
Time is always so long, yet so short, the scorching sun hurts these cloudy eyes, from the first light of the first day we met to the last sunset now, the countless time ticks away Youth, gone, forgotten, waiting.
Waiting for three years, this year is the last year, their battle to defend the title!Finally, the battle of honor.

After that, for their own studies, for their own family, and for their parents, they will go their separate ways.No one can change this ending, the one who hates parting the most, even if it is a close friend.

"Fujiwara!" Gritting his teeth, Asahina clenched the racket in his hand, and the light of selflessness on his body became more intense.

The most painful tears fell from the corners of the eyes, for the unsaid and undone.

How could she, Asahina, fall down, how many people are waiting to see their ice emperor's joke!

Failure was an unbearable catastrophe for the Ice Empresses.

Fujiwara clenched his racket, cast a cold look, and looked at the opponent who bet everything.That kind of disregard for life and death, exuding a suffocating aura that seemed to swallow her up, I couldn't hold back the emotion in my heart, but that was just emotion, nothing more.

How many times, I fell in the dark forest.

How many times did I train until I collapsed and couldn't help myself.

How many times has the racket been stained with his own blood.

how many times.
Virtual or real.
Close your eyes and remember the past.

Black sun, white night.

She has always known that there are no shortcuts to any place worth going.She has closed her eyes a long time ago, her purpose is only in the dark, haunting places where there is no light, walking in the cold and damp underground tunnel, and cannot face the shining sun all day long, because the light is too dazzling, it will only make people feel sick. Fragile souls melt into gray powder.Therefore, she, Fujiwara, will step on the opponent's failure to succeed.

The blood is gradually boiling.

At this moment, for the sake of Qingxue, for myself, for Ying Yi
Hitomi opened her eyes suddenly, and a sharp light suddenly appeared.

Raise your hand and clap.
wow——

Time flies.

Yingyi, you are always looking forward, standing on one side, so frivolous, rebellious, unruly, never stopping to move forward, looking indifferently despising everything in the world, not looking back, not staying, walking proudly.

Every step, every mark, looking around from a distance, is your innate publicity.

And I, Fujiwara, will follow your footsteps, no matter how far away, I will move forward firmly, so...
The light turned in an instant, Sakura raised her eyelids slightly, spread her five fingers around her chest, and caught the stream of light flying backwards from the court with a snap, making a rustling sound.

As soon as the palms were closed, the streamer stopped, and the tennis ball gradually appeared.

A small smile bloomed at the corner of Fujiwara's mouth.

Sakura one,

this ball,
Salute to you!

(End of this chapter)