Chapter 12: The Patience of the Foot
The three of them walked one after the other, and their silhouettes stretched longer and longer on the ground, and finally disappeared from view. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
"Hey, Fukaji," Kamio kept looking in the direction they were leaving, his grip on the racket tightened, "Do I need to strengthen my training?" β
"Uh-huh." With a nasal voice, Fukaji looked at Sakura's departing back with a little inquiry, "Although Edogawa is young, his strength is very strong, and it is indeed not to be underestimated that he can still beat you in two fights."
And it's really ugly enough for you to lose, and I don't know why you have to lie on the ground, is it so fun to lie on the ground or is it that your willpower can't even bear this little win or loss, it seems that you are really weak, if Minister Tachibana knows about it, you will definitely be punished, and it is an unauthorized game, although it is not γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» in school"
"Hey, Fukaji, you're talking too much."
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Leaving the street tennis court, Risa Goto put his arm around Kitajima's shoulders and walked down the street, glancing at Sakuraichi walking behind from time to time, and then turning his head and chatting with Kitajima.
For Goto Risa, Sakuraichi doesn't hate it very much, but he doesn't like her self-cooked personality a little.
It's 7:20 now, and the sky is completely dark, and the warm yellow street lamps are lit up one by one, emitting a faint light like fireflies in summer.
The cool night breeze carries the fragrance of cherry blossoms, and the cold, cool, and hot smell is dispelled, which is refreshing.
"Well, this is it." After walking for about ten minutes, Risa Goto stopped with the two of them. Sakuraichi looked up at the sign on the entrance, and if she learned the Japanese from the Chinese and Japanese books she read in the library today, she could barely read the two Japanese words 'sushi', and the others couldn't be understood.
"Alright, let's go inside, I'll have a treat tonight." Risa Goto smiled at Sakura, then opened the door and walked in.
"Welcome."
"Excuse me."
After a simple conversation between the guest and the host, several people sat down at the counter one after another to prepare for the order. The boss is a loyal middle-aged man with a knotted rope tied around his head, which is what Japanese chefs would tie, Sakuraichi doesn't know if this means, but she doesn't look into it.
She is more interested in whether there is cooked food here, and she doesn't like to eat half-cooked things, which affect her physical fitness.
It's just that, she moved the brim of her hat, revealing the corner of her dark red eyes, and when others looked at her, they could only see the lower eyelid and one-tenth of her eyes, through which it was like a thin line.
Her eyes fell on the middle-aged uncle's face, and she always felt a little kind.
Risa Goto smiled lightly and turned to look at Sakuraichi, "What to eat?" β
The corner of his eye swept her casually, and Sakura said, "Whatever, just be fully cooked." β
As if he had become accustomed to Sakuraichi's indifferent temperament, Risa Goto turned his head to look at Yuki Kitajima with an unchanged smile, "What about Kitajima?" β
"I... Purple - nori sushi."
"Hehe, mine is going to be eel sushi, the one for her is the same as mine." Risa Goto pointed at Sakuraichi, then smiled and handed the menu back to the boss, the smile on his face unchanged, fixed like a mask. After the boss finished the menu, he turned his head and asked Sakuraichi, "Now, Edogawa, how is my proposal?" β
"Ahhh~" Sakuraichi habitually squinted at her, and the line of sight in the corner of his eye never changed.
"Hey, that's a nasty look in your eyes." Risa Goto picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.
Sakuraichi retracted his gaze and said in an indifferent tone, "Your character is also very poor. β
"Oh? Putting down the teacup, Goto Risa helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Well, you just promise, tomorrow at five o'clock in the afternoon, just remember to come over." β
"Aaron, you're ready, bring it out quickly." Without waiting for Sakura to answer, the boss shouted at the door behind him.
Aron?! Could it be...
Sakuraichi raised his eyebrows, looked at the kitchen door, and saw a 168-year-old boy walking out from behind with two plates of sushi, wearing a white apron and a knotted rope like the boss on his head, and then put the sushi in front of the three of them, and said with a smile: "Your sushi is ready." β
Looking at the shy young man on the other side, the corners of Sakuraichi's mouth stiffened, it was actually - Takashi Kawamura!!
"Isn't sushi to your liking?" Seeing that Sakura didn't move for half a day, Goto Risa asked with some confusion.
"Nope." After answering in a cold tone, Sakura picked up one with chopsticks and bit half, the fishy smell instantly filled her mouth, making her feel a little uncomfortable, and she put the remaining other half back on the plate.
When Goto Risa saw this, she knew that Sakuraichi was not used to eating sushi, and was about to ask her if she wanted to eat anything else, when the sound of the door opening stopped her from talking.
The three of them looked away at the same time, only to see a young man walk in, pulling the strap of the tennis bag in his left hand, a tawny dress on his elbow, and the slender fingers of his right hand habitually supported the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes scanned the store through the lenses, and finally fell on Risa Goto's body.
After looking at her legs without a trace, she found that they were very long and thin, and then slowly moved up, and finally fell on her face after visualizing the figure of her upper body, and a satisfied look flashed in her eyes.
Sakura's pupils narrowed, and the fun that flashed in the boy's eyes was completely taken into her eyes, it was the cheetah's eyes locking on the prey, it seemed that this boy had taken Risa Goto as his prey.
Looking at Risa Goto beside her again, she still had that faint smile on her face, but Sakuraichi sensitively noticed the fleeting curiosity in her eyes, and things seemed to be getting more and more interesting.
At this time, the blue-haired boy put down his hand holding his glasses, took elegant steps and walked over slowly, as he walked, the shoulder-length blue hair fluttered slightly in a faint arc, and smiled gently at Risa Goto, "Hello, beautiful lady, can I sit next to you?" β
"Of course." Risa Goto nodded and smiled.
Looking at these two guys with their own ghosts, the corners of Sakura's mouth blurred the shallow crescent moon, and gently sipped the tea with the mentality of watching a play, believing that the next thing would be more interesting.
"Patience and Patience, please advise."
"Risa Goto, please advise."
"Yuki Kitajima, please advise."
"Edogawa Sakuraichi."
Hearing Sakuraichi's introduction without saying honorifics, Shinobu Yushi was slightly stunned, and returned to a gentleman's smile, but his eyes fell on Sakuraichi's body and looked at her, and after finding out that she was a 'little kid', he automatically ignored her and turned his head to look at Risa Goto.
Risa Goto also looked at him with a faint smile, and the chopsticks in his hand were gently lowered. And then...
"Can you go on a date with me today?"
"Can you go on a date with me today?"
The exact same words came out of the mouths of the two at the same time, and the two of them were stunned, and a word flashed in their minds instantly: was **?
Listening to the words of the two, Sakura's eyelids narrowed, it turned out that these two guys are the same kind, this merry character is really quite similar, even the image is similar, gentleman, gentle, smiling, kind, kind and... glasses, if you don't know that their surnames are different, everyone will think that they are two brothers and sisters.
"That's all for today." Sakuraichi loosened his collar, glanced at Risa Goto out of the corner of his eye, then stepped off the stool and walked to the door, and said coldly, "I'll go tomorrow." β
"Sakura, Sakuraichi, wait for me. Thank you for your hospitality today, and I'll go first. Kitajima quickly grabbed his tennis bag, saluted the two of them, and trotted to catch up with Sakuraichi.
Glancing at the backs of the two leaving, and then at the sushi that hadn't been eaten much on the table, Goto Risa helped his glasses, "Well, forget it, I'll invite you later." β
"You have a good relationship with them?"
"I just met, but..." pointed to Sakuraichi who was getting farther and farther away, and still had that smile on his face, "That guy with the King of Spades logo is very strong in tennis." β
Hearing this, the eyes under the lenses of the Shinobu Shinobi narrowed for a moment, and his gaze moved with Sakuraichi's back until he disappeared from his field of vision, and said in a low voice: "Is it γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»strong?" β
"Uh-huh." Risa Goto smiled, the teacup in his hand shook slightly, and the ripples rippled in circles, "If you're interested, you can go to the street tennis court in front of you at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon to watch the game." β
Shinobu withdrew his gaze and fell on the smiling girl in front of him, and his index finger held his glasses, "Hmm." β