12. Luck value -12
There were many more people watching the game than she expected, and Hanari managed to find two empty seats in the audience, and the game had already begun.
Although she can't understand tennis, nor does she understand the advantages and disadvantages, but she can still understand the score, from just now, the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple has been constantly scoring points, and it didn't take long for it to become 6:2 and win the first doubles.
Huali poked the water stop next to her, and said happily: "Na, how is it, our school is very good, right?"
"I don't know much about this kind of sport," said Shizu's writing wheel, looking at the game in the middle of the court, "but I feel that these people who play are very good." â
In a way, Zhishui feels that the way they play is like using ninjutsu, which exceeds the limits of movement that ordinary people can achieve, which makes people feel a little ...... Incredible.
However, Huali didn't seem to think so much, but nodded approvingly: "Of course it's amazing, if they win this time, they can enter the national ......"
The words came to an abrupt end, and Hanari squinted sharply at Ryo Nojima, Kenya's opponent in the field, there seemed to be a black cloud of qi on his back, which suddenly disappeared again, but it didn't take long for it to reappear.
Hua Li frowned suspiciously, rubbed her eyes and opened them again, and the black qi disappeared again.
âŚâŚ What's going on? Did she read it wrong?
The people around him were still enthusiastically cheering for their school, and Hanari pulled the sleeve of Zhishui's coat, leaned close to him and whispered, "Na, you help me see the wild island opposite." â
"What's wrong with him?" Zhishui just wanted to open the writing wheel to look, but a voice interjected coldly next to him.
"You've noticed, Yakumo. â
Huali was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked to her left, where there was a young man wearing black glasses, there was no expression on his face at all, and he glanced at Huali, and the young man retracted his gaze indifferently: "Don't think so hard, you don't know me." â
"......," Hanari tugged at the corners of her mouth, "what do you mean by what you just said?"
The young man raised his eyes to look at her, and then sneered: "What do you mean by pretending to be stupid, you should know it all too well, right?"
Huali was silent for a while, and then laughed disapprehantly: "I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." â
"Don't pretend," the boy raised an eyebrow, "I know, you're the granddaughter of Masahiko Yakumo." â
He even knew his grandfather?
Huali's face was even more puzzled, but she pursed her lips tightly, not affirming or denying it.
"Forget it," the boy stood up, "there are a lot of people here, I have something to tell you, come with me." â
After speaking, he didn't wait for Huali to answer, and walked out through the bustling crowd by himself.
Huali hesitated and asked the stop water beside her: "What should I do?"
"......" Zhishui looked at his back as he gradually moved away, and then reached out and touched Huali's head, "Go, don't worry, I'm here." â
When the two men followed, the boy had been waiting under a big tree for a long time.
"Let me introduce myself," said the boy, "I'm Nojima's classmate, Ken Furukawa." â
Hua Li's eyes were faintly defensive: "How do you know about me?"
When Furukawa heard this, he laughed lowly: "Miss Yakumo, when you subdue the monster, the movement is so loud, it is difficult to pretend that you can't see it." â
She subdues the monster and makes a big move? She only dares to make a move when there is no one, okay!
"Since you've said so, that is," Hanari looked at him seriously, "you're also a psychic?"
"Sort of, it's just a little fun," Furukawa pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Since we know each other, I'll get straight to the point, I'm here to ask you for help." â
"Do you want me to help?"
"My classmate, you should have noticed the situation on Nojima," Furukawa's expression became stern, "Things are a bit tricky, this spirit entangled in him is a little different from ordinary spirits, it can control its own existence, that is to say, it can appear or disappear at will by its own will, I can't seal it, so I want to ask you for help." â
âŚâŚ She can't even use the sealing technique, so what can she do to help.
So Huali shook her head decisively: "This, I can't help you either." â
"......" Furukawa was stunned for a moment, and his tone became a little anxious, "Hey, you're the granddaughter of Yakumo Masahiko, you actually let him go?"
"It's not that I don't care, it's that I can't help you now," Huali pursed her lips and turned around to leave, "You better ask for another master." â
"Wait!" Furukawa immediately reached out to grab her, but before he could touch her, his hand was stopped in the air by another person, Furukawa raised his head, it was Shisui who had been standing next to him and had been silent.
"Who are you?" Furukawa glanced at him up and down, withdrew his hand with some dissatisfaction, and then continued to try to convince Hanari, "Yakumo, you are also a psychic, right, just watching other people's lives in danger?"
"......" Hanari stopped, turned her back to him silently, and then slowly turned around, "I don't want to say it a third time, Furukawa, I can't help you." â
"Hmph, can't it help?" Furukawa sneered, "With Yakumo's surname, you can actually say such a thing?"
As soon as these words came out, Hua Li's face suddenly turned cold, and she stared at him with complicated eyes: "What's wrong with Yakumo's surname? Could it be that the name Yakumo must be a psychic?"
"Hanari, as a child of the Yakumo family, you will definitely be a powerful psychic!"
"Does Yakumo mean that he must risk his life to help others?"
"Huali, our duty is to cut off the evil in this world that should not exist in zĂ i. ă
"Is it called Yakumo! Should you know that there is a dead end, and you still want to break into it!"
"Hanali, Dad may not be able to come back this time. ă
Gu Shou looked at Huali who was approaching him step by step in a daze, and was frightened by her aggressive momentum, and he couldn't speak for a while.
Huali's hand was clenched tightly into a fist, a flame almost ignited in her eyes, and the sourness continued to spread from her heart to her throat, but she pressed down the ** who wanted to cry, until her nails sank deep into her palm, and the pain made her come back a little.
Panting a little quickly, Hanari tried to calm down her intense feelings, and when her breathing calmed down, she lowered her eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry." â
Looking at Hanari, who left in a hurry, Furukawa stood there stunned, his expression a little shocked, and he didn't continue to catch up.
It wasn't until she came to a secluded forest that Hanari's pace slowed down, she looked down at the lush grass on the ground, but she felt that her vision had begun to blur, and the tears in her eyes finally couldn't be controlled, ran down her cheeks, and then fell to the ground with a click.
Zhishui, who came with her, walked to her side, and just wanted to ask what was going on, but after finding that Huali was crying, the question that came to his mouth was swallowed back by him, and then silently took out a tissue from Huali's pocket to help her wipe her tears.
Before touching her eyes, Hanari snatched the tissue from his hand, and then leaned his head on Zhishui's chest, and the crying that was very suppressed just now gradually turned into a low sob.
Zhishui hesitated, tentatively stretched out his hand to hug her, and seeing that Huali did not resist, he breathed a sigh of relief, took her into his arms, and gently stroked her head over and over again.
The clothes on her chest were stained with a large patch, Hua Li's sobbing sound became intermittent, she clutched the clothes that stopped the water, and buried her head in his arms, until there was a warm cheer in the distance, she raised her head slightly, looked at him with red eyes, and her voice was still with a thick cry: "It must be our school that won......"
"Well," Zhishui curled the corners of his mouth slightly, "you must have won." â
Hua Li lowered her head again, pursed her lips and sobbed, "Wait a while...... I have to say congratulations to Shiraishi......"
"Ah, I'll look for him later. â
"......" Hua Li rubbed in his arms, pasted all the tears on the clothes on his chest, then let go of him and took a few steps back, and reluctantly pulled a smile on his face, "Are my eyes swollen?"
"yes, red," Shisui looked at her eyes that looked sparkling from the wetness, and a smile appeared in her eyes, "It's cute." â
"It's a cute ghost, it's obviously swollen," Hanari blinked, then sighed softly, "Stop the water, thank you." â
Thank you...... Don't ask anything.
"It's okay, Hanali," Zhishui stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers, then held up her cheek and looked at her seriously, "I'm here, I've always been here." â
"Lying," Hanari immediately punctured him, "it's only been a year." â
"Ahaha......" Zhishui laughed a little helplessly, but the laughter sounded a little bitter, "Huali, even if it's only for a year...... I'm here for as long as you need me. â
When the redness and swelling of Huali's eyes subsided, Zhishui took her back, but the crowd at the competition venue had almost dispersed, Huali glanced at the sparse crowd, and did not find Baishi's figure, her expression suddenly became a little subtle: "It's not good, will Baishi think that I didn't actually come?"
"It's okay, I'll just explain it later," Zhishui glanced around, "It should be back to school, shall we go back to school and have a look?"
"......" Hanari shook her head, "No, no, I'm not going, I'm ...... today I wasn't in a good mood either, and I couldn't celebrate him very happily. â
"Then next time," Zhishui smiled and touched her head, "Just the last time you went to your grandfather's house, you also said that you invited him to dinner to compensate him, just one piece." â
Hanali: "......"
She completely forgot.