The drizzle is continuous, like fluttering, the silver silk thread connects the heaven and the earth to open the heavy rain curtain, hazy, like a veil like a fantasy, ethereal and quiet, the soft voice of the young man through the layers of rain curtain in the ears, illusory and real. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dark red pupils narrowed slightly, and Sakuraichi took a step towards the young man slowly, still indifferent as frost, "Why are you here?" ”

"Now, isn't Sakuraichi here too?" Fuji tilted his head slightly, and his elegant smile was as elegant as the wind and hidden imperceptible feelings. However, when his gaze fell on Sakuraichi's neck, he smiled and frowned slightly.

"Huh," sneered, Sakura turned her head, the corner of her eyes fell on Fuji's body, and her indifferent tone was a little playful, "I'm here for something, you...... Hey, what are you doing? ”

Fuji reached out and untied the scarf around her neck to wrap it around her, her slender and slender fingers wrapped around the knots flexibly, and her soft voice slowly spoke, her tone was a little helpless and a little spoiled, "Sakuraichi, the weather is cold..."

Sakura was stunned one by one, the warmth of her body that did not belong to her neck and her somewhat cold skin came out, and the soft velvet thread was filled with the fragrance of dry plants that belonged to him, enveloping her little by little, enveloping ......

Looking down at the scarf fluttering in the wind, the white bear pattern on it quietly undulated, and the corners of the mouth with thin lines on the pattern had a smile curve.

Sakura was slightly stunned, the scarf resisted the cold wind very well, soft, very warm, raised his head to look at Fuji, the smile on the young man's face was still so elegant as the wind, and the words that he wanted to target him were also strangled in the cradle by his move, and he opened his mouth but couldn't find anything to say, so he said coldly: "Aren't you cold?" ”

Fuji was stunned, and there was a slight surprise on his smiling face, as if it was a little hard to believe that Sakuraichi would say such thoughtful words.

"Forget it, when I didn't say it." Sakura pressed the brim of her hat and spoke indifferently, in fact, she regretted it as soon as she opened her mouth just now, and she couldn't wait to slap herself twice, it was too embarrassing, and she would say such a thing when she was always rational! And now that she has such an expression, Sakuraichi wants to bite off her tongue even more, and people don't appreciate it at all, God knows how much she wants to yell at people now.

"Na, Sakuraichi," suddenly, his waist tightened, and the young man's hands gently wrapped around her, and his soft voice fell above his head, light and soft, elegant and quiet. The satisfaction of holding people in his arms made his heart beat sluggishly, and the strange feeling was like a trickle sliding into the bottom of his heart, gently, softly, stirring up small ripples, and he said shallowly: "Are you worried about me?" ”

The young man's strong and powerful heartbeat came clearly from his back, which immediately made Sakura freeze in place, but he only reacted in the blink of an eye, especially after hearing his words, his eyes narrowed dangerously in an instant, "No, two, Zhou, help!!! ”

Smack-

Boom!

The sound of the tennis ball slamming on the ground reverberated across the court, then bounced off the net with a thud and fell to the ground and rolled with a grunt.

Quiet!

The whole stadium was silent, and the pin drop could be heard.

Kirihara opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but found that his voice could not be spoken.

The smile on Yukimura's face had long since disappeared, and the purple eyes of the kite were filled with a dull and uncertain color; Sanada closed his eyes, his sharp gaze was fleeting, and his slightly darkened face was rare and serious; Kuwabara stood there silently, not speaking, not moving; Liu Lian Er glanced at the marks drawn out in the notebook, frowned, and frowned slightly.

"Poof, Game, won, by Yanagi, 6-0." The silence of the stadium, the ruthless verdict tore through the silence.

The wind, quietly blowing, brought up the clothes and rattled. The rain has been falling, thinly, like goose feathers.

“KU.... Kuso," the eyes of the girls outside the court widened, "Marui-senpai... Lose... Lost. ”

"Liar.... Lie. ”

"No.... No way. ”

"Who's that girl?"

"I don't know, the surname is Yanagi, it should be the sister of Yanagi's predecessors."

"She's so strong!"

"However, Marui-senpai lost, how can this be."

"That Yanagi is very strong."

"Hey, what school are they from?"

.....

Nioh Masaharu climbed down from the high chair and walked to the side of the court to look at Marui Bunta, who was lying motionless on the ground, and then, turned his head to look at Yumiko Yagyu who was cleaning up the racket in the opposite court, his dark green eyes crossed a solemn look, and then slowly walked to Yanagi's side, "Partner, your sister's skills are really good." ”

"Uh-huh." Yanagi slapped his hand off his shoulder, "She's always been nice. "It's just that he rarely finds out.

After packing up her things, Yumiko Yanagi walked to Fujiwara Kuna and the others, then turned her head to Yagyu Hirushi and said, "Brother, Dad's place is for you." ”

"Won't you go back?"

"Nope."

"I see." Yanagi nodded his head, and habitually pushed his glasses with his middle finger, his sister is really good at cutting first and then playing....

"Fujiwara, let's go." Yumiko Yanagi spoke shallowly, and the smile on her face was as light as water.

Fujiwara Kuna didn't speak, just nodded and turned around to leave, however, there was an extra person in front of her who blocked her way.

"Fujiwara-san, don't you mind all the way?" Yukimura stood in front of her, her deep purple eyes as unfathomable as an unknown ancient pool, and a holy and flawless smile on her face, like a blooming lily, blooming quietly.

Looking at Yukimura in front of him, Fujiwara narrowed his eyelids, and the deep streamer flashed in his eyes, Yukimura She doesn't know much about this person, but judging from his current actions, it's definitely not a good stubble, if he gets into trouble, I'm afraid the future will not be easy, and.... Peering is just an excuse, I'm afraid he has another purpose.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara's orange-purple pupils narrowed, his lips opened slightly, and a cold and piercing voice slowly sounded, "I'm sorry, we still have something." With that, he nodded slightly to Sanada and walked forward.

Risa Goto, Yumiko Yagyu, Yuki Kitajima and others also smiled and nodded at Tachikai Dai's main choice, and then followed Fujiwara Kuna to leave.

"Hey, what are you doing, it's too arrogant." Kirihara frowned, he didn't like Fujiwara Kuna's attitude very much, "The minister has spoken, she is still ..."

"Kirihara!!" Sanada let out a deep sigh, and Kirihara suddenly stiffened, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"Now, Genichiro," looking at the back of Fujiwara Kuna and the others leaving, Yukimura spoke, his tone was quiet, not a question, but a statement, "You also found out." ”

"Hmm." Sanada tidied up the brim of his hat, then retracted his gaze and landed on Marui, who was still lying on the ground in the court, his brown eyes drooped slightly, and the corners of his evil eyes looked much sharper, and he looked at it for a long time, but he didn't speak.

Yukimura turned his head to look at Marui, the wind, blowing shallowly, the tips of his hair gently swaying in a subtle arc, the purple eyes of the kite tightened slightly, and the deep whirlpool slowly floated up, Qingxue's female net.... Sure enough, it should not be underestimated.

I was going to follow Fujiwara Kuna and the others together, and I would definitely be able to meet their minister, Edogawa Sakuraichi, but I didn't expect that Fujiwara would refuse him, which was really unexpected. Narrowing his eyelids, Yukimura looked in the direction where Fujiwara and the others left, and the dark and inexplicable streamer was fleeting in his eyes, SA, it only takes two years to teach someone like Yumiko Yagyu, Edogawa, I am becoming more and more interested in you.