Chapter Ninety-Eight: Ibuki, the Beginning of Hostility
"Yes," said faintly, Goto stretched out his left index finger and gently pressed it against her glasses, the white glow of the lenses obscuring her slightly squinting eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info eyelids with eyelashes were raised high, and an inexplicable streamer appeared under the eyes, "I never thought that you were so frivolous. β
"Why, listen to your tone....... Are you writing a war against me? Yanagi turned his head and met the dark and inexplicable eyes under Goto's lenses, and his gaze gradually grew cold.
"There will come a day," Goto looked away from his eyelids, and at the moment when light and shadow intertwined, he stepped out, his indifferent voice slightly ethereal, "Nothing in the world is absolute, Yanagi. What scares us the most is not our darkness, but our ...... Light. β
Yanagi was momentarily stunned, then turned to look at the figure that was fading away, and under the light, the slender back looked tall and slender, just like her elegant and casual character.
With a slightly dull gaze, Yanagi clenched the hand hanging by his side, Goto, aren't you like this now-flamboyant and willful, swaying the golden years, but following her as closely as I did, step by step, step by step.
Behind her,
grow
scramble
Guild wars
tear up,
Just to get one step closer to her, the war is getting worse, we ......
Giving up everything, no one will let each other, even Shoko and them, be within the scope of our struggle. Goto, it's time for the window period that Sakuraichi is stranded by his side now, and I, Yagyu, will never lose to anyone, not even the opponent....... It's Fujiwara.
Retracting the gaze that fell on the two, Kitajima sighed lightly, Yanagi and Goto can be regarded as old enemies. Thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Sakuraichi, his eyes gradually deepened, in June, the practice match in the school is about to start, then, it will be a real ranking match, they are very likely to fight, who wins, who loses, who, and will leave? Leave the legend that has just been condensed.
Leave.......
It always gives people a faint sadness.
Kitajima twitched his eyelids, collected his thoughts, and watched Yanagi smile slightly at Sakuraichi, who nodded back and forth, and then looked at the court.
"Yagyu-san and Shinobu Tsu-san know each other?" Xiang Ri turned his head to look at his partner suspiciously, "Why haven't you heard you mention it?" β
Shinobu (Yushi) nodded, "When I was in elementary school, Saki and her grandmother lived in Kanagawa, so I went to school in Lihai Elementary School, and I met Yagyu (Yumiko) at that time, and I had a good relationship, and I once said that I wanted to learn tennis together and then enter the whole country together." Just ......."
"After the national roku-san left Lihai University, Yanagi's mood was not very good," Yanagi took over and opened the information he had compiled in the past six months, "Later, it was downplayed, but Yanagi never touched tennis, and even refused everything related to tennis."
On May 21 of the previous year, I went to Tokyo to watch Shinobu San, and after I returned, I suddenly started practicing tennis. I want to ......." Liu paused, his eyes fell on the salon on Seigaku's side, and he could vaguely see a vague figure standing there, and when the wind swept through his hair, he said lightly: "There was a 100% chance that she would meet Edogawa that day, and she changed her opinion and picked up tennis again." β
"Should I say that Edogawa is born with an attractive temperament," Yukimura's mouth was slightly hooked, and a quiet smile bloomed at the corners of her lips, "She never deliberately approached, but she always inadvertently attracted everyone's eyes, Yanagi, Genichiro, Yagyu, Trace, Tezuka, Shinobu them, Kikumaru, Fuji, Fuji, Akutsu, Tachibana, Matsumoto, Ibuki, Kangetsu, Echizen, there are too many people."
Even I can't help but want to get closer, no wonder Yanagi-san cares so much about her. Such a person is born destined to be noticed, just like Tezuka, Trace, and ....... I. As he spoke, Yukimura smiled leisurely, "Na, I'm embarrassed to say it, but it's also true." β
As soon as these words came out, Rao was a self-contained tezuka with facial paralysis, and the traces of the two who were known for their gorgeous and proud traces, the corners of their eyes twitched irrepressibly.
"It's out!!!"
Boom -
At this time, Goto's figure had already walked out of the salon, and the cheers suddenly burst into flames.
Walking, ignoring the enthusiastic cheers, Goto walked quietly on the edge of the court, the sunlight pouring down on her, but it was reflected by the transparent lenses, forming a faint golden streamer on the lenses, drowning the hidden eyes.
Yanagi's thoughts, she also knows, lie in the window period next to Sakuraichi, that is the closest position to Sakuraichi, and everyone wants to climb to that position, even if it is her, it is no exception, so .......
ε²~
Goto's hand holding the racket suddenly exerted force, so he made a slight noise, looking at the arrogant and domineering person opposite, his thin lips pursed slightly, Yanagi, do you think, can you defeat me? In this game, I will let you take a good look at who is qualified between us, in the end, with Fujiwara...... Compete with each other.
Wow -
The wind suddenly blew in, lifting the ends of the hair of the three people on the court and flying quietly, and the phantom on the ground also swayed out small thin lines.
"Huh," looking at Goto's indifferent and breezy expression, the corners of Ibuki's mouth hooked coldly, and with a flick of his right hand, he carried the racket to his shoulder, and his fluffy short green curls trembled slightly because of this, "I said, shouldn't you also say some nonsense sensationalism?" I don't have that much time to say. β
The arrogant tone, even the smile between the eyebrows and eyes, was rampant with no one in his eyes.
Goto was stunned for a moment, then gently pushed his glasses, the corners of his mouth were shallow, and he opened an elegant and easy-going arc, "If it was someone else in front of me, maybe I would have said it." But I can't say to you. β
Ibuki raised his eyebrows, and his expression instantly became much sharper, "What do you mean!" You look down on me?! β
"Well, I'm so sorry," Goto said lightly, but his eyes under the lenses were in vain, "I didn't take you seriously!" β
"You ......"
Beepββ
The whistle interrupted Ibuki's words, and the referee raised his right hand: "The Singles2 match starts now, the first game, the Ice Emperor Ibuki serves." β
"Hey, here we go." Ibuki reached out and took out a tennis ball from his purse, turned his head to look at Goto on the other side, his panicked eyes gradually narrowed, with a cold-blooded meaning.
Phewββ
Tennis balls, thrown into the sky. The wind gradually lifted her fluffy green hair.
Goto's pupils shrank, and his right foot stepped outward, sinking slightly into the lower plate. The strength of holding the racket in his hand is slightly heavier, that guy, do you want to hit the ball hard in the first place? Thinking about it, his eyes were cold, and his smile was mixed with a little bit of coolness, which was interesting.
Smack-