Quiet!

Silence!

The eyes widened in disbelief as the yellow-green ball spun on the red racket, making a sizzling sound, and then the speed of the ball gradually slowed down, and the racket flattened down with the speed of the ball. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at Sakuraichi's series of movements, the expressions of Fujiwara Kuna and the others standing beside her remained unchanged, but in those eyes of different colors, there was a hot whirlpool.

Wow!

The onlookers unconsciously applauded, for the child with the K of spades all over his body.

"Well, it's worthy of Sakura-san." Risa Goto still smiled casually, and at the same time habitually held the glasses on the bridge of her nose. Just ····· She didn't see Sakuraichi's lead shot at all, and even when did Sakuraichi take out the racket... I don't know.

Fujiwara Kuna's hand pinching the strap of the tennis bag couldn't help but tighten, and she didn't see when Sakuraichi took out the racket from her tennis bag. His eyes fell on Sakuraichi's body, Fujiwara Kuna narrowed his eyelids, Sakuraichi, really powerful.

Yumiko Yanagi still had such a faint smile on her face, as calm as water, and she couldn't see any waves, but her hands hanging on her sides couldn't help but clench into fists.

Kitajima Yuki's orange eyes widened, and her adoring gaze fell on Sakuraichi's body unabashedly, Sakuraichi was really strong, and she really wanted to practice tennis. Thinking about it, his eyes swept over Fujiwara Kuna, Goto Risa and Yagyu Yumiko, and something seemed to be taking root in his heart, and his childish gaze gradually became firm and persistent.

"Knock! You're amazing! The girl, who finally reacted, rushed to Sakuraichi's face, looking at Sakuraichi with adoring eyes, her pink hair fluttering slowly as she ran, "You actually caught my ball." ”

"Uh-huh." Sakuraichi still said yes indifferently, handed the racket to her, and motioned for her to take the ball down.

The girl grabbed her ball, and looked at Sakuraichi with burgundy eyes, "Now, my name is Arai Mieko (Arai Mieko), 12 years old, studying in Josei Shonan for one year in Group B, you." ”

“···· Edogawa Sakuraichi. ”

"Dongqia, you're really amazing." Mieko Arai approached Sakuraichi familiarly, grinning, and before she could continue to speak, a figure suddenly broke over and pushed her away violently, and then stood in front of Sakuraichi and checked Sakuraichi up and down, "How are you?" You okay? Are there any injuries? ”

“···· It's okay. Looking at the visitor, Sakuraichi narrowed her eyelids, but she didn't expect it to be the girl with long hair with a brown shawl that she could see under the tree every day, at this moment her royal blue eyes widened, and the big headphones had already been put on her neck, looking at Sakuraichi with a worried face.

"Hey, why are you pushing me!" Being pushed away, Mieko Arai roared rather unpleasantly.

"You get out of the way, if it weren't for you, Sakuraichi wouldn't have had an accident." The girl also yelled back loudly, in the past few days with Sakuraichi, she has long regarded Sakuraichi as her good friend, and seeing her almost hit by the ball, not to mention how worried she was at that moment, so she was very upset when she saw this guy with pink hair.

"Hey, what do you say," Mieko Arai crossed her waist with one hand, pointed at the girl with the other, and shouted back: "There is a kind of newspaper." ”

"Hey, it's up to you." glanced at her with disdain, then turned his head to look at Sakuraichi, cracked his mouth and smiled: "Na, Sakura-san, my name is SanwaMai (SanwaMai), 12 years old, and now I am studying in Group C of Hexagon Middle School for one year, please advise." ”

“···· Uh-huh. ”

Boom!!

Before Mai Sang Yu could speak, a yellow-green ball smashed her to the ground with a bang, and then Mieko Arai laughed arrogantly: "Knock Qia, hit!" Haha, hey, stay away from Sakura, and, what's up to me, huh? With me, I can kill you with a single ball. Hahaha····· Nana, Sakuraichi, see, my tennis is pretty good. ”

Boom!!

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked away by Mai Kuwaha, who got up, and saw Mai Sangwa clenching her hands into fists, viciously lifting Mieko Arai's collar, and a voice of gnashing her teeth came out of her mouth: "You, this, one, bastard, bastard!" ”

"Dong Qia, you want to fight?!"

"Bullshit!"

Boom! Crash! Crackling······

Looking at the scene in front of them, the expressions of Sakuraichi and the others remained unchanged, but a trace of helplessness flashed in their eyes.

Mai Kuwaha is a violent guy, Sakura knew this early on, after all, when she got along with this guy, she found that she was holding a book but never reading, and she liked to pretend to sleep with headphones, from which it can be seen that this guy is definitely a restless goods, however, Sakura didn't expect that she was so restless that she was a violent maniac.

Look at the posture of her punches, the punches are unambiguous, and at a glance, you can tell that she is an experienced veteran who often fights. And that Mieko Arai is similar, her movements are agile, she steadily blocks the opponent's attack with every move, and she also sneaks up on two shots, which shows that this guy is not a good thing.

One thing is for sure, though, and that's that both guys play tennis. This is what Sakuraichi can tell from the fact that both of them are carrying tennis bags. Although she still doesn't know the strength of the two, they should still have the potential for development, and they can be considered into their own team.

"Let's go." Pressing the brim of his hat, Sakuraichi handed the tennis racket to Fujiwara Kuna, said indifferently, and then took the lead.

"Ah, don't fight." Seeing that Sakuraichi was leaving, the good old man Yuki Kitajima hurriedly separated Mieko Arai and Mai Kuwaha, with her sudden strength, it was still easy to separate the two, so she held one in one hand and said with a smile: "Sakuraichi is leaving." ”

"Ahh Sakuraichi, wait for me. ”

"Bastard, don't get in my way."

"Huh? Idiot, who are you talking about? ”

"What, want to fight?"

·····

Sakuraichi just took two steps for a moment, and his dark red eyes looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him, it was two girls who looked exactly the same except for their hair color and pupils, and at the moment when Sakuraichi looked at them, they quickly wrapped around Sakuraichi's body left and right.

One of the girls had short, burgundy hair that curled slightly outwards at the ends, giving the impression of being fluttering and jumping. At this moment, he was wrapped around Sakuraichi's upper body like an octopus, looking at Sakuraichi with adoring eyes, holding a lollipop in his mouth, and saying with a cute smile: "Nana, Sakura-san, this is for me, right?" ”

Sakura tucked her eyelids, ignoring the guy wrapped around her upper right and what she said, and her eyes slid to the girl wrapped around her thighs on her lower left, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The girl has short pink hair, and the ends of her hair are slightly curled and sunken, giving people a lazy feeling. The sea blue eyes met Sakuraichi's mysterious and deep dark red eyes dimly, and then, the small mouth yawned, rubbed his eyes, and said lazily: "Ah, where is Sakura-ichi-san going?" Can you take us with you? ”

Looking at this situation, Fujiwara Kuna and the others also stopped, and Mieko Arai and Mai Kuwaha, who were arguing in the back, also quieted down, looking at the strange twins suspiciously.

But what's even more incredible is that Sakuraichi, who was entangled by two people about 162 tall and more than 40 kilograms, could still stand safely, and the whole thing was as motionless as a mountain.

"Sakura-san," the girl who was about to doze off with squinting eyes wrapped around Sakura's legs spoke, but she was still wilting like that, and said lazily: "My name is Aihara Rina, I'm 12 years old, and I'm studying in Group D of Fudomine for one year,"

As he spoke, his index finger pointed to the girl with short burgundy hair on her upper body, "She is my sister, Aihara Shoko, 12 years old, and I go to the same school and class. ”

Sakura closed her eyelids, her dark red eyes glanced at the tennis bags on the two of them, and then looked at the other people, and the eyes were eight girls with different personalities and characteristics, plus herself, a total of nine people, that is... A tennis team.

Thinking about it, Sakuraichi pressed the brim of her hat, and an undetectable smile bloomed at the corners of her mouth. Stretched out his hand and patted the two guys on his body, motioning them to come down, but his voice was still as indifferent as frost, and said, "Let's go." ”

"Ahhh~" Fujiwara Hisuna replied lightly, following behind Sakuraichi. Risa Goto smiled and helped her glasses and walked beside Kuna Fujiwara.

Yumiko Yagyu still has a light smile on her face, walking side by side with Yuki Kitajima, and on Yuki Kitajima's body, hanging is Shoko Aihara, who is flying and jumping, and walking beside Yumiko Yagyu and yawning, it is Rina Aihara who is as lazy as a cat.

The last ones to walk are rivals who don't look at each other, Mieko Arai and Mai Kuwaha, who quarreled all the way.

Under the golden red sunset, the silhouettes of several people stretched longer and longer on the ground, crookedly intertwined, like a network of friendship pulling several people tightly into it, and the invisible bonds were unbreakable.

The golden red light and the black shadow are derived from another kind of warmth and indifference.

Half an hour away, Sakuraichi and the others came to the street tennis court they had come to last night.