Her subtle awkward tone seemed to make Uncle Jibe a little more pleasant. He continued:

"In that camp, the junior high school players who were invited had to compete against high school students...... The person who played against Tezuka was the head of the tennis department before Seigaku, Yamato-kun. ”

Liu Quan raised his eyebrows slightly.

A new NPC has appeared. Although she was suspicious of the origin of the Ayogaku journal, she didn't investigate the eight generations of ancestors of the Ayogaku Tennis Club, but simply investigated all the members of the department at the same time when Kazuma Shinya-chan was active in the tennis world. So Yamato, she's really unheard of.

Traces didn't seem to care either, she didn't know about Yamato. His focus has always been on Tezuka - Yanagizumi feels that he really can only lay out the layout of how to get the friendship line ENDING.

"The match with Yamato-kun woke him up and told him to stop taking everyone's pillar as his responsibility, and stop thinking that he is the only one who can bear and lead everyone forward......"

Liu Quan's ears moved.

...... Hey, there seems to be a keyword appearing?

"Once in a while, you should follow your dreams and the path you have identified. That's what Yamato-kun said. ”

It has to be said that although Uncle Jibe's storytelling skills are mediocre, in this kind of large, darkly lit and quiet cinema hall - no, audio-visual room - that is constantly heard in his beautiful and magnetic gorgeous voice, it has the bonus effect of "greatly increasing the audience's patience to listen carefully".

At least, although Liu Quan still has the expression of a goddess (menstrual illness) on the surface, he actually listens very carefully.

So I made a pact with Tezuka. He's going to go to professional tennis first, and I'm going to catch up with him soon. Until then, I will take on the responsibility of leading everyone forward and carrying everything on my shoulders as a pillar for everyone. ”

Really...... What Sama was going to talk to her about was the word "responsibility".

Liu Quan couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking to himself, this is a ...... A hint that her line is on point?

Come to think of it, it's really not easy for Uncle Jibu.

His fanfic CP in the same book,And his official CP in the original work (fog!),The attitude towards the word "responsibility" is completely different. Liu Quan couldn't help but think that if she was in such a position, maybe she would be schizophrenic.

Sure enough, Uncle Jibe also complained about this.

"Come to think of it, these are two very different extremes from yours. ”

He sneered. The gorgeous and flattering voice came to reprimand her unpleasantly again.

"Refusing to move forward because of his disgust with the responsibilities that come with tennis - whether good or bad - and even risking the destruction of his own talents to escape this qiē, seems ...... I'm wrong about you. ”

After SAMA came to this conclusion, there was a real silence in the audiovisual room.

To his surprise, Nobuya Yanagizumi did not immediately retort and refute his words with her extreme ideas, nor did she once again use the tragedy of her "genius fall" to justify any of her current actions.

She only slowly relaxed her body and sat back down on the beautifully crafted and extremely comfortable sofa. In the dim light of the room, he could only see her left hand on her lap, and her right hand, which had been injured in the shoulder, resting on the arm of the sofa, half of her face hidden in the dark shadows that could not be seen by the light, and even the other half of her face was extremely calm, as if she was contemplating something.

This scene made him think of what she had just said for a moment.

She said: You must not have thought that tennis will bring darkness and shadows to people, right?

And at this moment, in the dimly lit room, the shadow cast on her face, as if it was about to gradually infect and even engulf her whole person.

The picture of her defeating Yuki Ryuzaki, the main player of the Youth School Women's Tennis Club, with her stunt "Symphony of Love and Frustration" and winning the first national championship for the Ice Emperor, is still fixed in his memory. She used to be the best woman he'd ever seen, but she also fell faster than ever before.

Now, it seems that there is nothing left of her once dazzling talent except for the videos that still exist in the computer and discs, and the girl who ran hard in the sun and returned to the unbelievably beautiful ball path has disappeared unconsciously.

For a moment, he suddenly felt that the kindness he had today to help her, and the nostalgia and sympathy for the dazzling talent she had in the past, were all very ridiculous.

He moved slightly, and was about to break the awkward silence that had fallen on the room when she spoke again.

"Today, when I walked through the door of the Shobe Mansion, I thought that in the end, I was able to step through this door with the help of my tennis talent. ”

He was stunned, and then felt a wave of annoyance and embarrassment.

What was she going to say?!Was she going to settle old accounts with him?Or was she going to think about the more just treatment that had gone on for so many years? Was he the cause of those things?......

But fortunately, this goddess (menstrual illness) did not say anything irreparable along her current distorted painting style.

"I think this is probably the last bit of benefit that my little talent can bring me. ”

She didn't like what she said, and she pressed the armrests of the sofa on both sides with both hands, and stood up, intending to send off the guest politely.

She also stood up in his footsteps, and finally faced him, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on her face.

"The door to tennis may have been closed to me permanently. If I could go on, what kind of splendor and scenery would there be behind that door? ...... When I think of this, I can't help but feel a trace of regret in my heart. ”

She said in a subtle tone.

"I'm not completely indifferent to what I've lost. ...... Unfortunately, although your speech is good, I am no longer qualified to listen. Responsibility or something, you have to have the ability to take on it, right?"

The trace was stunned.

He had never thought about it yet.

No, it should be said that because he is confident that he is a naturally talented person, he only thinks about "how can I win", "how do I evolve", "how can I become a real king with my talents" since he was a child, but never "I am not qualified for this".

Therefore, the door she described as never entering, he was always able to push it open with tenacity and confidence, step in, and pursue a better scenery behind the door, a higher peak.

...... However, she said that she herself was disqualified. It's not a subjective "I don't want to", but an objective "even if I want to, I can't do it".

Since Sama was silent in front of her epilogue, Ryuzumi accepted it, bowed his head slightly, and turned to walk towards the door of the audio-visual room.

When she walked to the door, she noticed that even the two doors were covered with sound-absorbing materials, and at the same time, they took into account the aesthetics, which was really done to the extreme.

Liu Quan couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Behind her, Uncle Jibe suddenly said, "Michael, prepare the car and send Miss Liu Quan home." ”

Liu Quan was slightly startled and looked back.

...... It turned out that he was talking to a walkie-talkie that was installed in the dark and did not know where it was installed.

Yes, this mansion is surprisingly large, and if you don't need an intercom system, you have to use your mobile phone to contact the person you are looking for at any time - although it is likely that the other person was in the mansion at the same time.

Liu Quan smiled and said loudly, "Thank you for your kindness." ...... Just take me to the nearest station. ”

Uncle Jibe seemed to frown slightly in the dim light, and his voice was not so pleasant - although it was not pleasant from beginning to end.

"Throwing guests in the middle of the road - that's not the hospitality of the Kibe family. ”

Liu Quan really wanted to laugh this time.

"No...... I'm not questioning the good manners of your house. And who wouldn't want to go home in a more effortless and simple way?......" she prolonged, with a pleasant malice in her tone.

"My father, if he saw the car of the Kibe family taking me home, he might have a little bit of a ...... Bad delusions, huh?"

...... Threat!

Sure enough, it's a combination of paranoia and snake spirit, and the polite kindness of sending her home dares to refuse with such a clear threat!

However, snake spirit disease is snake spirit disease, and the way of thinking and coping system are unique, which is completely unexpected by others - before the uncle of the trace department went crazy, the goddess (menstrual disease) said with a smile:

"So I'm sorry I can't accept the kindness of Sama so as not to cause you any more trouble. ”

She stood in front of the door, one hand on the doorknob, and looked back at him. In the dim light, a faint smile flashed across her face.

"That's what it is...... One of the things I regret is that?"

She said half-jokingly.

The trace was stunned, and his expression suddenly turned into a whiteboard face.

After using the lines for the strategy that seemed to be true and false, Liu Quan nodded lightly at Uncle Jibu, and then opened the door and walked out.

...... I don't know if Uncle Jibu's favorability has been brushed by her script. And...... When she said it, in fact, she was more or less from the standpoint of Shinya-chan, and she was a little sincere.

Regardless, after the perfect opportunity to watch footage of the old game today, it seems that she can ...... There's a reason to take the next step.