Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 740 Gion Festival

"There's no way around it." Saitozhi stretched his hand back on the back of the sofa, his eyelids drooped slightly, and white light slid across the lens, "There's no room for change."

"Really." Ryuzaki Sumire took a slight breath to calm down her heavy mood, her expression was rather complicated.

When the sky and the earth are silent, and the night covers the earth, this noisy world will reveal such a seductive flavor in the mystery, the scattered and mottled tree shadows sway in the wind, and the bells hanging on it will jingle. Get up, the bright red tassels exude a warm atmosphere.

At the beginning of the Gion Festival, every household will hang magic lamps and green curtains under the eaves, spread mats, decorate flowers, and erect screens to add luster to the festival; in every street in Kyoto, traditional percussion music will be played. The sound of instrumental music, mixed in the scorching air, was really lively.

"It's bright, it's bright, Genichiro, look at it, look at it, it's all lit up!" Shoko took Sanada's arm with his right hand, and excitedly pulled him to the road leading to Shijo Street, looking at everything around him. The lantern got up, and the expression on his face became more and more joyful.

"It's too slack, run slowly!" Sanada used his body to block the crowd around him, and protected her with his left hand to prevent her from falling, and also to prevent her from getting lost, so his steps couldn't help being a little messy, but he was still able to stabilize himself.

"Hey, Xianichiro, Xianichiro, look, it's so beautiful, there are so many words on it." Xiangzi stood on tiptoe and reached for the high lantern, but just reached out but found that it was not enough.Almost at the same time, another hand reached out from behind and easily removed the lantern, and at the same time he heard him say: "You are wearing clogs, don't jump, you will slip."

"Oh." Xiangzi nodded, picked up the lantern and studied it in front of him, "Hey, Genichiro, what's written on it? It's in Chinese, it's so annoying. The minister's Chinese is so good, but it's a pity that it's not here. Xianichiro, you can also speak Chinese, right, tell me what is written in this?"

"Well," Sanada nodded, and was about to say it, but when he saw the words written on the lantern, his ears turned red, and he pressed the brim of his hat, and said in an instant: "Flowers bloom in a flourishing age, family and life .”

"Eh? Really?" Xiangzi was dubious. He held up the lantern and looked at it for a long time. Happily dragging Sanada to wander elsewhere.

"Ah~ah~ the deputy director is so laid back." Kirihara said with some dissatisfaction and envy, "Really, he is so serious and likes to hit me on the head, yet someone likes him, I don't understand Aihara-san What do you think, ah, it hurts, it hurts, Marui-senpai!!!”

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Marui blew the bubble, strangled Kirihara's neck, and gloated: "Primary boy, tell me, what would happen if I told Sanada what you just said?"

"Eh?!!!! No, Marui-senpai, I was wrong!"

"It's okay if I don't say it."

"Please say, as long as I can do anything." With a snap of his hands, he bent down: "Please!"

"Well, let's go to Dongli House. The cakes there are delicious. I didn't bring that much money. I guess I won't have enough money in a while."

"...KUSO! Senior Marui, how could you do this!!!"

Hearing the roar coming from the window, Fujiwara was slightly startled, looked up, and saw Marui and Kuwahara walking forward very leisurely, but... Marui was still strangling the neck of the primary school boy under his ribs, walking While speaking: "If Kirihara is not willing, let's go to Sanada together?"

"No, no, I would! Really really really."

Fujiwara watched several people pass by the floor-to-ceiling windows, then looked away, and continued to look at the Skins on the counter. There were all types of skins, cheap ones and expensive ones, but she didn't pay attention to the price, what she paid attention to was whether it fit or not. hand.

Skin, in tennis, means skin, that is, the layer wrapped around the handle of the racket. It is mainly anti-slip, shockproof and bulletproof. Therefore, it is necessary to choose the Skin that suits you, otherwise you will let yourself down after a game. The palm of the hand is injured, so be careful when choosing.

"Try this." Atobe held a box of black Skin and handed it to her, not forgetting to touch his tear mole with one hand, which has become a habit, and recommended: "I have always used this NOLMORROAD The brand is good in anti-slip and bulletproof, but slightly weaker in shock resistance.”

(End of this chapter)