After almost a week of various investigations, interviews, information collection, and all kinds of untraceable clichés, Liu Quan finally decided-

Let's first solve the first big problem I encountered when I first came to this world - that is the Watanabe family, to be precise, the tennis coach of Shitenhoji Temple, Osamu Watanabe.

There's not much information about him.,I want to know.,In this unscientific.、In a world full of teenagers with all kinds of looks and ball skills that are so high that they break the table,He's a down-and-out uncle who hangs all day long.,It's not much of a cute girl's reader's favorability (fog!).

However, this also strengthened Liu Quan's determination to deal with him first.

Anyway, the system bacteria came up and threw her on the floor of his house, it can't be the result of random teleportation, right? Anyway, this means that she has to seriously solve the plot about this less than thirty-year-old Hangerlang as a down-and-out uncle.

With the title of a goddess (menstrual disease) + paranoid lady, it's a pity not to use it. Liu Quan pondered the painting style of the genuine Xinya sauce and hit a straight ball.

After receiving a report from a professional and responsible private detective, Yanagizumi reappeared near the Watanabe family's old house one afternoon, and successfully blocked the Watanabe family's bad people in a small ramen shop.

She pushed the door in, nodded in acknowledgment to the boss who immediately stood up from behind the counter to greet her, and walked straight to a small table in the corner, where she pulled out a chair next to the man who was eating ramen with his back to the door, and sat down next to him uninvited.

The man seemed a little stunned at first by the approach of the stranger next to him, and while looking up and smiling, he said, "Who recognized me today, I'm obviously already well disguised", and turned in her direction—

Then, his smile and movements froze there.

After a second of silence, a lock of ramen noodles that he had still clipped to his chopsticks slipped back into the bowl with a "bang". The noodle soup spilled out and onto the back of his hand. He let out a low cry of "Ah!", hurriedly put down his chopsticks, and used his other hand to touch the location of his unfortunate stroke.

Liu Quan took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, took one out of it and handed it to him, his tone was calm.

"I'm not here to settle accounts with you, you can finish your noodles first. ”

Osamu Watanabe showed an embarrassed face when he heard this.

That's right, who can finish the noodles in such a situation?!

…… But that's what he did. And it's done quite naturally. In front of the nightmare of a dark psychologically paranoid girl, in front of his nightmares for many years, he casually ate the remaining one-third of the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks and chopsticks, and then he had to hold the bowl and drink the noodle soup, and when he was almost drunk, he had to take the chopsticks to pick up the uneaten wakame in the bowl-

“…… That's enough. It would be too deliberate to eat a little cleaner, bad-eyed coach!" Liu Quan stared at him eating noodles with blazing eyes on the side, and when he saw this, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his cheeks twitched to stop him.

…… Sure enough, it's not something that ordinary people can understand. And it's actually an unbelievable setting to get a serious injury to a female player in a practice match with a female player...... So what kind of people are in that monk school, aren't they all monsters......?!

The man slowly put down the bowl and the chopsticks in his hand, as if taking a deep breath, before turning his head to face her. His left elbow seemed to be propped up leisurely on the table, and he casually put his weight on his left side, tilted his head slightly, and stared lazily at her face.

"Okay. Now you've found me. What do you have to say?" he sighed, as if helpless.

Liu Quan took the opportunity to look at him.

He looked pretty good, but he looked a little depressed with a stubble on his chin, casually wearing a half-worn floral shirt and an old pair of trousers, with a pair of tattered clogs on his feet, and a broken straw hat on his head—the broken straw hat was now resting beside the bowl, and he could see the hairy brim and a hole in the brim so close.

…… It's so ...... It's so casual! This face is destitute, as if he is afraid that others will ask him for compensation......

Liu Quan was also helpless.

…… Genuine Miss Xinya, what's the use of you saying that you hate such a person...... Could it be that he gave that Shiraishi the idea to hurt you...... This can't happen as soon as you hear it......

Although it is guessed that Xinya-chan's resentment and hatred for this down-and-out young uncle are mostly anger, Liu Quan didn't dare to collapse the character as soon as she came up, she grasped the genuine painting style a little in her heart, and then raised her chin arrogantly.

"Apologies. ”

Osamu Watanabe blinked, as if he didn't react to what she said for a moment.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" he politely asked her.

Liu Quan snorted coldly.

"Apologies. Then I can let you go. It's not every day that something good happens, so I think you'd better take the chance-"

"I'm very sorry!!" Before she finished speaking, the next second she saw that the down-and-out young uncle in front of her turned over and sat down very neatly, and then said very fluently the apology she expected to be difficult to get.

"Anyway, I was there when that happened, both as an adult and as a coach, I was overlooked, and I'm really sorry for letting you go through this!"

He spoke as if he had recited this set of words a thousand times, and spoke it fluently without any stumbling at all. Although the tone was flat and not particularly sincere—Liu Quan didn't intend to ask him for any sincerity.

She looked surprised and looked down at the unkempt black hair on the top of the man's head who was sitting down on her.

In the early afternoon, there was only one customer in this small ramen shop. At this time, the boss didn't know where to go, so Liu Quan didn't have to worry about having an audience watching her make her nervous, which would affect her performance.

It seemed that after a long time, she suddenly tilted her head slightly, and an expression on her face was similar to self-deprecation and sneering.

"If I said it so easily, what was my previous attachment for-"

The girl muttered to herself, her tone a little sarcastic.

Suddenly, her voice changed.

"Hey, let me ask you, why didn't you apologize like this before?"

The man who was sitting in front of her looked stunned and raised his head.

"Hey, miss, don't you remember? I've said this more than once, but you won't listen ......to it at all," he said with a wry smile, "and you said that my apology was not sincere, so you refused to accept it...... But if I ask you how to apologize to be sincere, you won't say it......"

Liu Quan was also stunned in his heart.

…… The genuine Xinya sauce really cares about the talent he has lost.

"That's all hard work, I don't believe you can't hear it, adult. She laughed sarcastically and pulled out the "paranoia" style equipment.

"Uncle, as an adult, you should know what it's like to lose your talent, right?" The mocking element in her laughter was a little more obvious, and with a provocative emotion, she didn't directly make the man who was sitting down in front of her stand up and sit back in his chair.

"In that regard, I think everyone who was there at the time was responsible. She laughed sharply a few times before taking a deep breath and looking straight.

"But I think it's the most unfair thing to be the only one who is stuck in the hatred of the past, and you're all moving on. ”

The man's shoulders and neck seemed to shake slightly. The gaze in his gaze as he gazed at her, the previous gaze that seemed dull because of helpless passive patience disappeared, and was replaced by two eyes that gradually lit up. Of course, Liu Quan could read what that meant.

It's been three years, and this is the first time I've heard such peaceful words from the mouth of the sister of Xinya, right, uncle sinful?

Liu Quan gently hooked the corners of his lips, revealing the standard sickly expression of female neurosis.

“…… So, it's better to keep you all in the hatred of the past, right?"

The man's face appeared in an instant, "What, what kind of god turn is this, it's just a bolt from the blue", his face changed several times, and finally he seemed to give up arguing with her, a female neurotic, he lowered his gaze again, and his voice became a little lower.

“…… Say whatever you want. I'll listen to whatever I have to say. As an adult, this responsibility should still be there. He said in a deep voice, re-arranging the proper position of the earthen seat, as if he was going to endure her trampling to the end to-day.

Liu Quan still tilted his head and stared at the top of his head for a long time. Then, she sneered.

“…… What. Is this your responsibility as an adult? Are you going to give up so easily?" she said with a sneer, as if she didn't care how rude and hurtful her words were.

Men don't speak.

Then Liu Quan propped his right hand on the table, put an index finger against his chin, and said in a domineering president tone of "It's cold and let the monk school of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple sink", and said as if bored: "Ah~Ah, so you really let Dad tear down your house, right?"

This blatant provocation finally made the man impatient, and he jerked his head up and jumped up from the ground.

"Listen, Miss, it doesn't matter what you want to do with me, but my old house, and my parents......" He leaned a little closer to her, gritting his teeth, "You'd better stay away from them, you know?"

Liu Quan's eyes widened, staring at the man in front of him who was flushed with anger. After a moment, she pursed her lips and smiled.

"Look, isn't this normal?" she said in a casual tone, "The little face you had before was not suitable for you, uncle." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, confused by her words at first, but after reacting, he showed a face that couldn't laugh or cry.

"Your face clearly reads, 'This female neuropathy has a new way of torturing people today,' uncle. Liu Quan Shi continued with a gentle gesture, his right index finger turned up, and he tapped lightly on the table.

"It's always so tormenting, and I'm getting bored gradually. She changed her tone to a bored tone, "Think about it, if I chop off your hands or slash your proud disciple who likes to put bandages around his arms, will my injuries be able to recover enough to reappear?"

The standard sickly expression of female neuropathy + paranoid persecution maniac on her face of "Ah, if this kind of thing really works", forced the man's eyebrows and heart to skip a beat, and he stared at her with convulsions on his face.

"Why did today's style become a chainsaw murderer......" he couldn't help but spit out in a low voice.

Her ears were sharp enough, and the small noodle shop in the afternoon was indeed quiet enough, she immediately raised her eyebrows, with a look of "What's the matter, don't you want to live" domineering and willful, and snorted: "I'm too lazy to go to a decaying place like the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, so I hired a private detective to find out your whereabouts outside the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, and I deliberately ran here from Tokyo, do you think I came here on purpose to cut you in two with a chainsaw?"

The man cooperated with a soul-spitting expression, so Liu Quan finally felt that the line was correct enough for the next step, and she snorted again, straightening her expression slightly.

"I thought about it for a moment and felt that there was nothing wrong with moving forward even with hatred. ”

She said, with a natural look on her face.

"Hatred might be my motivation. ”

"Now I have to make good use of every bit of strength. ”

"I don't believe that defeating you guys who don't have the guts to take responsibility can ruin my life. ”

The more she spoke, the calmer her attitude and expression became.

"I can't kill you. In the same way, you must not kill me. ”

"It's as simple as that. ”

The man's eyes widened in surprise as he slowly looked her up and down again as if he didn't know her. However, in the end, he didn't say sensational statements such as "Are you pretending to be someone" like Shinya-chan's titular ex-boyfriend, but infinitely close to the truth.

He lowered his head slowly, as if recalling the shocking speech of the former tennis genius girl and the current paranoid patient in front of him. After a long time, his shoulders twitched slightly.

"Hahahahaha-" He let out a hearty laugh, from small to large, and finally laughed out loud, shaking the wooden window frames of this humble little ramen shop as if they were buzzing slightly.

"Ah~ah, it's worthy of that willow spring. He said in a casual manner.

"Hitting the ball with a casual attitude and squandering talent on the court can eventually beat every opponent fiercely...... Are you the one who has broken the will of every opponent with such a paradoxical act, Miss?"

Liu Quan's heart jumped.

She really didn't know much about the painting style of the genuine Xinya sauce - no, the ball style - it turned out to be like this.

However, this does not affect her seven emotions on the ground lines.

"Huh, are you confusing me with some boring male contestant, uncle?" replied unceremoniously, snatching the broken straw hat on the table and handing it to the man as soon as she reached out.

"Honestly, about your family's house...... That issue wasn't really something I could intervene in. I didn't deliberately instigate it before...... It was my father who chose that area to develop on his own, and I have no power to stop him from doing so in the future. ”

She changed her tone to a frank tone.

"What I can promise is probably that I won't go to your house to make trouble in the future...... That's it, right?"

The man looked at her with a slight hint of surprise.

"Oh?!"

Ignoring his ambiguous response, she continued, "However, since I have always believed that you should also be somewhat responsible for the victims of your proud disciples, I happen to have a proposal to solve this problem. ”

It was still a natural tone of the eldest lady's tone with a bit of arrogance, but for some reason, the man slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, and finally reached out and took his broken straw hat from her hand.

"Willing to serve, Miss. ”