"That's right, it's a jujuku. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Coach Ryuzaki put aside the documents and materials in front of the table, and turned his head to look at Sakuraichi, "After the regional qualifiers, you have three days off, and then you will go to the dormitory. ”

"And with whom."

"Ice Emperor's men's and women's tennis."

Sakura's eyelids drooped slightly, and her tone was indifferent and without hesitation, "I refuse." ”

The corners of Coach Ryuzaki's mouth stiffened, and he rubbed his forehead with a headache, "No, you have to go." ”

"Must?"

"Well, I've already talked to the Ice Emperor's Sakaki."

"Really?" Sakura looked at Coach Ryuzaki, and his vicious eyes just caught the fleeting light of success in Coach Ryuzaki's eyes, and suddenly, his eyebrows were slightly raised, his chin was raised, and he said indifferently, "Refusal is refusal." ”

"Hey! Edogawa !! Coach Ryuzaki gritted his teeth, "Don't forget, if I hadn't notified Tezuka to let him go to the invigilation, how could you have passed!" Hmm~Retake the exam~"

Listening to her ridiculous tone, Sakura's face suddenly sank, it turned out that this old woman called Tezuka to go, and she said why the high school would come to invigilate the middle of the country. But...

"Why are the women's tennis co-sleeping with the men's tennis going?" Sakura twitched her eyelids and spoke in a flat tone.

"Sharpen it, they've been trained from U-17s, and it's definitely beneficial for you to play against them, don't worry."

"Yes." Sakuraichi turned her head slightly to look out the window at the greenery, if she remembered correctly, the intensity of the U-17 and the intensity she set for Fujiwara and the others were both from 7.6 to 8.9. Now that Fujiwara's training has stabilized at 9.0, I don't know what the result will be when I play tennis with the men's tennis, well, I'm really curious, and it will definitely be fun when the time comes.

Thinking of this, Sakuraichi withdrew his gaze and fell on Coach Ryuzaki, nodding slightly, "Okay." ”

"Oh? So you said yes? Coach Ryuzaki's eyes lit up, she thought that this little guy was difficult to handle, but she didn't expect it to be so simple and agreed, but Coach Ryuzaki always felt that something was wrong, was she thinking about Edogawa too complicated or Edogawa was too simple? No, how could it be.

"But..." Sakura's eyelids narrowed, and the corners of her mouth blurred in a playful arc, "You have to let me pass the housekeeping make-up exam in the afternoon." ”

Coach Ryuzaki's eyebrows trembled, and sure enough, this little guy was not easy to handle at all. The subject of housekeeping includes cooking skills and female workers (needlework, sewing, etc.), cooking skills can be found to find someone to help taste the food, as long as the person who tastes it cheats on her, then she will be able to pass, but the female worker must do it herself, how to do this cheat?

As if he knew what Coach Ryuzaki was thinking, Sakura pressed the brim of his hat one by one, and said indifferently in three points and seven points: "You have something to find the invigilator." ”

Hearing this, the corner of Coach Ryozaki's mouth was called a twitch, and he actually asked her to help cheat? It's really... It's so immoral, if she gets caught, Ishikawa's old ghost doesn't know how to settle accounts with her, but... Coach Ryuzaki thought about it carefully, and then rubbed his forehead with a headache, "Where did you take the test?" ”

The corners of Sakura's mouth hooked, and her tone was still indifferent, "103, home economics classroom." ”

"Go ahead, I'll be there in a moment." Coach Ryuzaki waved his hand helplessly, which felt quite a bit of hatred for iron and steel.

"Let's go first." Getting what he wanted, Sakuraichi was so angry that he was depressed that his mood suddenly improved a lot, so, he took a step and walked towards classroom 103, after today's make-up exam, Fujiwara They may also finish the game, and I don't know who the opponent is, Ice Emperor? Immovable peak? Or persimmon? Damn, I was pressed down to take the make-up exam on such an important day, hey~

Wow –

The moment the wind swept by, the green shade trembled, Sakuraichi's figure disappeared around the corner, and almost at the same moment, a young man in a white shirt and a blue and white tie walked out from another corner, looked to the left, and then looked to the right, his dark green eyes blinked, and then grabbed his curly hair sharply, "KUSO, I obviously heard someone talking here just now, why didn't you see anyone here?"

Damn, why do all the corridors of Qingxue look exactly the same, and where does this corridor go? Export, where is the exit? If I don't go to the Ice Emperor, the deputy minister will definitely beat me hard, ahhhhhh——————h

Where's that····· Where... Where... Where... Ahh Ahh Ah·····h

A long echo lingered in the corridor, little by little fainting in the air and spreading into the distance, Sakura paused, turned sideways to look in the direction she had just walked, her dark red eyes reflected the appearance of the corridor, and then gently closed, completely annihilating the reflection, pressed the brim of her hat and turned around and continued to walk forward, well, she didn't hear anything.

Wow –

Pulling open the door, Sakuraichi walked into classroom 103, glanced at the middle-aged teacher in front of the lectern, and raised his eyebrows, it was actually the director of teaching, Yamamoto Hisashi!! He is recognized as a thousand-year-old antique by the whole school, stubborn and impersonal, and it is even more impossible to release water or something, this is ····· Sakura pressed the brim of her hat one by one, and she was in trouble.

"Well, Edogawa is here." Yamamoto stopped writing, turned his head to look at Sakuraichi, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and pointed to the entire classroom with a pen, "Find a place to start the exam." ”

Sakuraichi nodded slightly, found a place by the window and stood, looked at the ingredients on the table, and the corners of his mouth pulled stiffly, these things ····· How to do it???

"By the way, Edogawa," Yamamoto asked, after glancing at Sakuraichi, "Why are you alone?" Didn't look for someone to try it? ”

Tasted??

Sakura was slightly stunned, why did you still try it? Is it necessary? And····· Glancing at the knives, spoons, colanders, etc. inserted in the sleeve, Sakuraichi sank her eyelids, she, has never used these things, and she doesn't know what these things are for, let alone cooking, the only time she entered the kitchen, or two years ago when she entered the Fuji house, at that time she only distinguished the seasoning, of course, limited to taste, if you look at it, you can't see what it is, because... All of those things have a powdery look, and who knows what.

"Edogawa, aren't there any people who have tasted it?" Yamamoto pushed his glasses again, "If there is no person to try it, you will fail this subject." ”

"Uh..." Sakuraichi's face was slightly gloomy, and she didn't seem to be looking for anyone.

"Sorry, I'm late." At this time, Fuji walked in from the door, and as he walked, the tips of his chestnut hair slipped down a slight arc, and he turned his head to look at Yamamoto Hisashi on the side of the podium, "Sensei, I tried it." ”

"Well," Yamamoto nodded, "Let's get started, the test question is: Wenshi fish scale tofu." ”

Winstone fish scale tofu??

Sakura was slightly stunned, there is a fish in the name, so it should be fish, right? Thinking about it, he glanced at Fuji who was sitting on the side, turned his head and fished out the live fish from the pool.

Suddenly, the smile on Fuji's face stiffened for a moment, but it quickly returned to its original state. Yamamoto Hisashi next to him couldn't help but shake his eyebrows.

Capturing the fleeting expressions of the two, Sakuraichi couldn't help blinking, glanced at the fish that was still struggling in his hand, and blinked his eyes again, could it be that he didn't need a fish?

Turning her head to look at Fuji suspiciously, as if knowing what she was thinking, Fuji nodded without a trace. When Sakura saw this, she moved her wrist and made a noise, and the fish was thrown into the pool by her. After washing her hands, she turned her head to look at the ingredients on the table, although the number was not much, but the key was that she didn't know any of them, and the only thing she knew was eggs. So, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the green and faint thing on the very edge, and the corner of his eye fell on Fuji's body.

Sensing what she meant, the curvature of the corners of Fuji's mouth became deeper and deeper, and he couldn't hold back a smile and compare five in a place that Yamamoto couldn't see for a long time.

Sakura narrowed his eyelids and withdrew his gaze, counted to the right along the green and faint thing, stopped at the fifth white and tender thing, reached out and took it in his hand, and found that it was soft, tender, and easy to pinch.

But what's next?

Raising his eyebrows in frustration, Sakuraichi quietly looked at Fuji, only to see the guy's hand wrapped around his chest imperceptibly pointing to the knife in the sleeve and the cutting board on the desk.

Sakura looked at these two things, and the image of Fuji cutting vegetables two years ago came to mind, and his eyes lit up in an instant. I put the tofu on the cutting board, picked up a knife casually, and cut the tofu with a bang, so fast that I could almost hear the sound but not see the shadow of the knife.

Fuji was slightly stunned, for Sakuraichi's knife technique, he praised and even appreciated, but... It's diced, not sliced. Fuji pursed his lips slightly, Sakuraichi is really... It's so cute, what should I do? He wanted to laugh.

Next, under the guidance of no trace, Sakuraichi found out the various spices, but, when she looked at the salt, monosodium glutamate, and sugar that were all white powder, Sakuraichi was immediately messy, why did these things look exactly the same, and she couldn't tell which one was which? I didn't know how much to put in it, so I pressed the brim of my hat to cover my reddish face, scooped a spoonful with that small plastic spoon and poured it into the pot, and at the same time a little annoyed, damn it, why do women want to learn this thing??

Looking at Sakuraichi's movements and the reddish ear roots, Fujiichi endured it again and again, couldn't bear it, and finally didn't need to endure it anymore, he laughed out loud, but in order to avoid Sakuraichi's hair, he stopped his voice very quickly, but his shoulders couldn't help but shake slightly.

Yamamoto next to him looked at the corner of his mouth and called a pump!

Ten minutes later, Sakura's warm stone fish scale tofu was finally out of the pot, looking at the white soup and the green onions floating on it, Sakura blinked, it should be... It's delicious, at least it looks good. Thinking like this, Sakuraichi was about to call Fuji over to try it, but suddenly, her pupils suddenly froze, and she quickly took two steps to the left.

Whoop -

Almost at the same time, the window behind him suddenly shattered, and an unidentified object crashed into the classroom, sending fine pieces of glass shards flying into the classroom, making them everywhere.

"Damn, I thought this was the door!!" The young man who fell to the ground bounced off the ground and patted the glass slag on his body, and many of them fell into the tofu soup with warm stone fish scales.

Suddenly, Sakura's face sank, and she looked at the boy with her back to her, her dark red eyes narrowing dangerously.

Yamamoto's eyelids drooped and pushed his glasses, "That classmate, you're not from this school, right?" ”

"Hmph~" The young man snorted twice, raised his jaw proudly, shook his left hand, and carried the schoolbag on his shoulder, pointed to himself with the thumb of his right hand, and said proudly and confidently, "I am the super new star ace of the tennis department of the High School Affiliated to Lihai University, Akaya Kirihara." ”