"Eiji, help me get this racket. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Fuji turned around and handed a racket in his hand to Kikumaru, and when he turned around, his eyelids had already opened, revealing a pair of deep and mysterious ice blue pupils, and the coldness gradually faded in the bottom of his eyes. Irie and he have always been at odds, he knows this very well, and now that he is guarding the second relay point, it is inevitable that he will make trouble.

"Huh?" Taking Fuji's racket, Kikumaru glanced at the F (Fuji Syusuke) marked on the base, and then turned his head to look at the dark green racket on the second-hand racket, and with his excellent dynamic vision, he could clearly see the E (Edokawa Sakuchi) marked on the base of the racket. Suddenly, the dark royal blue cat pupil blinked, and then, blinked again, reached out and gently touched the band-aid on his face, "Whose racket is it on the second-hand meow?" Sakuraichi's or Echizen's? There are only two of them with the surname starting with E~"

"First question," Kikumaru whispered, Irie, who was standing on the opposite side, had already spoken, his orange and amber eyes glowed with a faint white cold light under the cover of the lenses, and the corners of his mouth were shallow hooks: "How deep is the Mariana Trench in the world?" ”

Bang Bang Bang -

When the words fell, the nine balls were hit in an instant, and the speed was so fast that they dragged out yellow-green streamers. Everyone's pupils tightened, and the speed, power, and angle of the ball were much stronger than those that were hit to Sakuraichi before, plus that problem・・・・・

The willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and the pen in his hand roamed quickly on the notebook, and sure enough, the river was deliberately difficult.

Fuji's eyes stared, looking at the few streamers, his steps reversed, and when the air flow was rapid, the racket slowly fell, sliding down in the invisible air.

Irie's pupils tightened.

“11034！”

Bang Bang Bang -

With a few crisp sounds, five yellow-green balls shot back in an instant, and the following air currents carried the falling leaves away from their original tracks, and then the tennis balls were hit into the basket without landing.

“KUSO！！！” Xiang Riyueren's eyes widened, "I can actually answer all this question!! ”

Hearing Xiang Ri's words, except for a few people with relatively simple minds, the eyes of the people who looked at Irie couldn't help but think deeply.

Whew――

The whirlwind of the tennis ball brought a slight breeze, which rolled up everyone's different-colored hair and raised slightly, and a faint arc quietly fell in the air.

Fuji didn't speak, just stood quietly across from Irie, with a delicate smile on his delicate face, but with Irie's excellent insight, he could see the subtle threat from it.

"Snort~" Irie chuckled, his eyelashes trembled slightly, a faint shadow fell on his eyelids, the corners of his mouth were shallow, and his face was still as gentle as jade, "Well, Fuji-san is really ... ”

Fuji looked at Irie, his elegant smile was as warm as ever, but at the same time, it was also dyed with a slight coldness, his thin lips opened slightly, and a soft voice sounded, "Thank you, although I don't need such praise." ”

Hearing this, Irie was stunned, and a cold light flashed in his orange amber pupils, but it was only an instant that he returned to a gentle smile, "Really?" That's a pity," he said, stretching out his hand and gently pushing his glasses, the white cold light quietly scribbled across the lenses, "Second question・・・・・

Kikumaru was slightly stunned, looking at the two people in front of him, his eyes blinked, he didn't know why, he always felt that the smell of gunpowder between the two was full.

Wow -

In the forest, the forest wind blows, sweeping the fallen leaves and fluttering into the distance. Unknown birds chirp, the sound quietly walked into the summer, the sun was soft, with the lingering dance of the night with a sultry temperature, the fallen leaves quietly circled up, or chased down, the whole forest became more and more quiet and elegant, becoming gentle and romantic.

Sakura's eyelids were tucked in, and she kept playing with the racket in her hand, and the red eyes under the brim of her hat occasionally glanced indistinctly in the direction she came. The wind, still blowing gently, with her blue and white formal dress, undulating faint wavy lines, like ripples in the water, scattered little by little.

The wind, with the unique earthy fragrance of the forest, swept the fallen leaves on the ground and rotated a few times, and the faint green traces quietly crossed, the fallen leaves on the ground danced leisurely, and the light figure slowly drifted into the distance, leaving the delicate fragrance of grass leaves floating, shallow, faint, woven into a soft net in the invisible air.

The young man walked from the forest, his steps were light, his maroon hair swayed with his walk in a slight arc, his eyes crossed the sparse vegetation and fell on the white figure, in an instant, the footsteps were slightly stunned, and a smile as elegant as the wind appeared on his delicate and beautiful face, "Sakura's ・・・・・・"

As if feeling the sight of the young man, Sakura turned her head to look at the forest with her eyelids narrowed, and the young man's voice slowly emerged from the shadows in the forest, with chestnut hair, a slender figure, and a delicate and beautiful face that seemed to be ...

Sakura hooked the corners of her mouth, a cunning and treacherous look flashed under her dark red eyes, and the racket in her hand stopped spinning, but she didn't stand up.

Echizen Ryuya glanced at Sakura, and then, retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at Fuji, the amber cat eyes flashed with a wisp of intriguing look, although the look on Fuji's face remained unchanged as usual, but when he looked at Edogawa, his expression changed slightly, some faint helplessness, and some shallow tolerance, but more ・・・・・ was a subtle spoiling. Echizen Ryuya narrowed her eyelids, reached out and took out an orange from her purse, took a bite, and said playfully: "Fuji, meet again." ”

"Well, see you again, Echizen-san." Fuji nodded slightly, and didn't say much. Under Echizen Ryuya's somewhat scrutinizing gaze, he walked towards Sakuraichi and stopped in front of her, watching her quietly leaning against the light brown trunk, her head slightly raised to look at him, revealing the slightly immature face under the brim of her hat. The collar undulated faintly in the wind, the broken hair between the ears flew quietly, and the whole person was filled with a lazy atmosphere, faint, faint, very shallow and subtle, the urge to hug her instantly hit his mind, Fuji pursed his lips, suppressed this impulse, and sat down next to Sakuraichi, "Is Sakuraichi tired?" ”

"Tired?" Sakura turned his head to look at him, the look of triumph was fleeting in his eyes, and thanks to the low brim of his hat, Echizen and Tokugawa next to him couldn't see it, but... It doesn't mean that Fuji can't see it, and in an instant, Fuji was ready to stand up and run away, but unexpectedly, at this moment, Sakura fell Fuji to the ground, sat on his waist and grabbed his collar with both hands to pull him close to him, and said gloomily: "Bastard, you actually stole my racket and attacked me!!! ”

"Now, Sakuraichi..." Fuji hugged Sakuraichi's waist tightly with both hands to prevent her from accidentally falling. When he was close to her, the fragrance of the lotus flower that belonged to her instantly lingered on the tip of his nose, and he couldn't help but want more while breathing greedily, watching her sit on his body and get angry, the smile on Fuji's face became more and more elegant and soft, holding her soft body, the depths of his heart, gradually softened, his thin lips opened slightly, and he spoke softly, "Calm down." ”