Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 95
Receiving a signal from Akabori Tomomi out of the corner of her eye, Mineko Arisawa was slightly startled, and then glanced at the figure sitting on the edge of the opponent's field, her eyelids slightly closed, her thin lips slightly pursed, Minister, do you really want to do this?
bang——

wow-

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball fell to the backcourt when she was stunned for a moment, then bounced out and hit the isolation net, then fell to the plastic court and rolled around.

beep—

"Game Qingxue, 5-0."

At the same time, the referee's announcement sounded, announcing Qingxue scored another goal.

"Wow - Qingxue!!"

"Senior Arai!!"

"Qingxue—"

"Ah, so handsome~"

Mieko Arai's quickness and accuracy completely ignited the enthusiasm of the audience. Although Qingxue had the most male and female students, the shouts from the heart perfectly reflected their approval and love for Qingxue Women's Tennis.

Mineko Arizawa stared blankly at the tennis ball falling in the backcourt. The place where the ball meets the ground is connected with dark shadows, just like her heart is in a mess. There is only one round left, and Aigaku will win. Do you want to do that? ?

"As expected of Mieko, she has such a strong style of play that is even stronger than Taocheng's." Kikumaru slammed on the isolation net, with a bright light shining in her surprisingly large cat pupils, "There is only one round left to win! "

"Ah, as expected of someone led by Edogawa."

Gan quickly recorded the data and at the same time did not forget to express his exclamation. He always said slowly in a serious tone, "Although the strength is not as good as the previous Bei Dao-san, the flexibility of the body is 15.33% stronger than Bei Dao-san ~19.65%.

Really nice data.Well, it seems that Taocheng is the same type of player, Taocheng," he said, turning his head to look at Taocheng who was full of excitement.

"Ah?" Hearing his voice, Taocheng froze, with a bad feeling in his heart, "Senior, what's the matter?"

"Well, what I want to say is that in the future, you will be in trouble 97.36% of the men's tennis coaching the women's tennis training matches, and..." As he spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up in a strange way, "It is possible that they are guiding you Not necessarily."

"Nani?!!!" Taocheng said loudly abruptly, staring at him, "Senior, you must be joking. Anyway, I am also a revolutionary army from U-17, how could I lose to them. "

"Hiss—" Haitang also turned his head to look at Qian, expressing his disapproval with cold brows and eyes.

"Well, whatever you want." Qian turned around and recorded the data, and said indifferently: "I have already reminded you."

Saying that, the movements of dry hands paused, turned to look at Yingyi and her team members who were sitting on the bench, raised eyebrows almost indistinctly, if you underestimate them, you will pay an absolute price , perhaps this price... no one can afford it.

"Instructing training in the future." Fuji tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on Yingyi's body, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his elegant and windy smile became softer and softer.

"Well, Fuji," Yamato Yuda said with a headache as if he knew what Fuji was thinking, "Stay well in the high school for training and don't go anywhere."

"Well," Fuji's unique soft voice said shallowly: "I know."

Such a casual answer made Yamato the first and the first two. For this elementary school boy, he was the most troublesome. Although Tezuka was silent, he was very responsible and obedient.

Only this guy, Bu Er, is always relaxed and carefree, he doesn’t fight for anything, it’s common to be lazy during training, occasionally escapes training, and hangs people to play during sparring, these are not the key points .

The key is his troublesome bad taste, he likes to play tricks on people, he likes to watch other people's plays, he likes to fool them into eating mustard, he likes...

Yamato Yuda closed his eyelids, his pupils reflected the person not far away, well, he still likes that girl.It's just... I don't know if she is the only weakness, if so...

Thinking about it, the corner of his mouth twitched jokingly, adhering to the principle of seeking the truth when there is a problem, Yamato Yuda said lightly, "Ah, the head of the female net named Edogawa in our Qingxue looks pretty good."

Yamato Yuda's voice came to his ears clearly, Fuji froze slightly, the elegant and windy smile on his face froze for a moment, then recovered, but he didn't say anything.

The change in Fuji's expression was very subtle, but for Yamato Yuda who had been paying attention to him, he had already seen this subtle change in his eyes, so he withdrew his gaze from him and looked at Sakuraichi, and said meaningfully , "Actually, I think Edogawa is quite suitable to be a girl..."

"Hey, Minister Yamato,"

Before the word 'friend' was finished, Fuji's soft voice sounded, interrupting Yamato's pointed words, and said quietly, "There will be no shortage of people for next week's training, yes Come on, Eiji."

"Ah, how can Fuji ask me?" Kikumaru shrunk his neck guiltily, glanced at Yamato with deep sapphire blue eyes, and muttered: "There is no Nya who escaped~ Even if there is... it's just a little Lose it."

Seeing Kikumaru muttering to himself, Yamato Yuda twitched the corners of his mouth indistinctly. He obviously wanted to make fun of Fubu, but he didn't expect that Fujimaru would get around Kikumaru. The second is calculated and I don’t know it, it’s really...

Yamato glanced at Kikumaru, and said in a tone of sigh and helplessness: "So I also have such a cute member~"

"Cute?? Ah, how can Minister Yamato describe me like that." Kikumaru lowered his head, leaning on the big stone for comfort, "Obviously he is a boy."

Seeing this, not only Oishi, but even Katsuo Katsuro from the middle school couldn't help but blushed, turned his head away from this side, and blinked his big cat pupils at Echizen, then stretched out his hand to press the brim of his hat and turned to look at the stadium inside.

Yamato Yuda stroked his forehead and stopped talking. Tezuka's eyelids drooped slightly. Under the lens with golden streamer, his expression was perfectly concealed, and it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

With an elegant arc on the corner of Bu Er's mouth, he stretched out his hand and patted Ju Wan lightly to express his comfort, although he didn't feel any guilt at all.

Looking at a few people, the white light flashed on the dry lens, suppressed the excitement, and walked around the notebook like flying with a pen, good data, good data, good data...

bang——

beep—

"Game Qingxue, 15-0, St. Rudolph serves."

"Dongcha!" Arai Mieko clenched her fists, with a big smile on her face, dazzling and confident, she turned to look at Sakuraichi on the bench, waved her racket and said loudly: "Minister—don't forget my barbecue reconciliation!" Eat Chinese food."

Celebrate victory before it's over?
Seeing Mieko Arai's movements, Mineko Arizawa tightened her hand holding the ball, narrowed her eyelids slightly, then threw the tennis ball into the air with a whoosh, raised her elbow and made a swinging motion, gritted her teeth, "It's too arrogant , Sure enough, I will let you have a bit of trouble."

Swinging the racket, the movement is smooth and in one go, with a crisp sound, the tennis ball is instantly separated from the racket and flies towards the person not far away.
that direction...

Atobe's pupils shrank, and the action of stroking the tear mole couldn't help but froze.

Tezuka's hands clasped around his chest suddenly clenched, and he squeezed his elbow tightly, even though his arms were numb, he didn't know it.

"It's not good!" Feng Chotaro stared at the tennis ball that was shot at the man, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Crash-sound, Buer clasped the isolation net with his left hand, opened his tight eyes suddenly, revealing the deep and mysterious ice-blue pupils hidden under Xue Xue, sharp eyes appeared in his eyes, and the fingertips that were too hard were slightly The whitening, chestnut hair ends quietly parted a light arc, "Sakura, one..."

(End of this chapter)