Chapter 35: The Lost Light

Omen...... Here we go???

For unknown reasons, the person glanced at Sakuraichi and Fujiwara suspiciously, and was really puzzled by what the two of them said. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info However, no one asked, since it was said, it means that it will be revealed, they just need to wait, even if the process is tormenting.

Syllable~

Syllable~

The ball, bouncing back and forth between the orange apricot and the ground, and the dark silhouette changed from time to time.

Looking at Liu Sheng, whose face was still gentle and smiling on the other side, the corners of the orange apricot's mouth were slightly hooked, and the five fingers grabbed the bounced tennis ball, and then flipped and threw it in the air.

Smack-

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball that had just fallen shot out instantly, and the speed was extremely fast, just like the popularity of the night.

Hearing the sound of hitting the ball, Yanagi narrowed his eyes, and his blurred vision could not see Tachibana's movements clearly, and he couldn't see everything clearly. With the little hazy and blurred vision left, catch the tennis ball in the chaos.

Straight Ball !!

Vaguely saw the tennis ball, Yanagi judged it at the moment, and then quickly moved to the right court, suddenly, in front of him, everything was a lot darker, just like the evening scene at dusk, everything was even more blurry, even his hands couldn't see clearly, and his footsteps couldn't help but stop.

Bang -

Almost as soon as she stopped, the ball slammed into the field behind her before bouncing off the wall.

Hearing the voice behind him, Yanagi froze in place, Hitomi, and couldn't help but tremble.

Beep――

"Game Fudo Peak, 0-15."

Quiet――

It's surprisingly quiet.

Even though the referee had just pronounced the score, it was still very quiet.

All the noise, all the noise, all the noise disappeared without a trace.

The wind stopped, and all the branches and leaves were still, and the mottled shadows of the trees stood still on the ground, only the sliding leaves testified to the traces of the wind. There was a strange smell floating in the air, strange and silent,

"How...... What's going on? ”

Looking at Yanagi with his back to them on the court, Arai's eyes widened. Who can tell her what the hell is going on? Why did the ball fly towards Yanagi, but Yanagi didn't swing the racket? And...... And overrun the ball landing point?

By the time she was confused, Yanagi had already turned around and slowly walked towards the bottom line. However.......

"Yagyu of Qingxue, please stand behind the service line and don't step on it." The referee shouted loudly.

Yanagi's grip on the racket tightened, and he took a step back.

"Hey, what's the joke? Qingxue's Yanagi actually stood on the bottom line just now! Such a low-level mistake can be made. ”

"What are you doing? Won three games in a row, and now he even makes low-level mistakes, is it too physical insufficiency? ”

"What is Yanagi thinking about Qingxue? I didn't even receive the ball just now. ”

"Yes, I didn't catch such a simple straight ball, is it because I won three games in a row just now, so I'm proud?"

......

Listening to everyone's talk about Yanagi, Yanagi couldn't help but clench his hands tightly, and the white light on the lenses became more and more cold.

"Poof, Pyrus, your sister is in trouble." Looking at Yumiko Yagyu, whose eyes were dilated on the court, the corners of Nioh's mouth hooked and he spoke playfully.

"Huh? What's going on? Marui's eyes widened and he looked at Yagyu with Kirihara, "How could you make such a low-level mistake?" ”

"Strange, how could Yanagi make such a low-level mistake?" Sang Yu frowned slightly, who is Liu Sheng? But how could the 'child of light', who was turned into a genius by their minister, commit such a ...... Stepping on the bottom line? It's unbelievable.

"Na, Yanagi is ...... her" Shoko frowned, and said with some concern: "She seems to be out of sight." ”

I can't see it!!!!!!

Everyone's pupils tightened, all movements froze, and the tips of Yanagi's clenched fingers gradually whitened.

Vision...... Deprived?

Yukimura narrowed his eyelids, and his purple eyes were filled with a deep whirlpool, SA, Yumiko-san, can you crack it?

"It's true that I can't see meow~" Kikumaru put down the hand on the center of the eyebrows, and instead nodded his cheek, "It started before Tachibana-san served, and it was getting more and more sluggish." ”

Goto and the others looked at Yanagi on the court, and their eyebrows gradually came together. Shoko is the one with the best dynamic vision among them except Sakuraichi, so they believe what she says 100%, plus Kikumaru, who also has excellent dynamic vision, this is even more undoubted.

Sure enough, the next second......

Smack-

Tachibana hit a ball, and Yanagi swung his racket with the sound he heard, but .......

Hum -

Bang -

Beep――

"Game Fudo Peak, 3-3, Qingxue serve."

"Wave...... Empty!!! Rina pursed her lips, her worries growing.

Youth ...... Serve......

Liu Sheng was stunned, it's time for her to serve?

yes, it's her turn to serve.

But she couldn't see where the ball was.

At his feet, there was a dark green plastic field, and he couldn't see where the yellow-green balls were.

Backfield? By the way, the ball is played in the backfield, so it should be in the back field.

So, Yanagi squatted down and reached out and groped on the ground, left, right, or front, or ...... Behind.

"...... Yanagi" Kitajima narrowed his eyelids, and his pupils reflected the figure of Yanagi groping on the ground, and he couldn't help but sniff.

Goto closed her eyes, she couldn't bear to look at it anymore, she had never seen such an embarrassed Yanagi.

Is this the sign that Fujiwara and Sakuraichi said?

Don't look at it...... See?! Really...... Embarrassed......

"Na, Yanagi, on the right hand side," at this time, Shoko put his hands on his lips to make a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly, "Two o'clock on the right hand side, yes, yes, that's there, that's there." ”

Under Shoko's command, Yanagi finally got his hands on tennis.

Holding the ball and standing up, Yanagi adjusted his posture. Take a deep breath, then toss the ball up, kick the racket, and hit the ball.......

Hum -

Bang~

-- Swing in the air

Beep――

"Wrong serve, reserve."

Hearing the referee's verdict, Yanagi's body stiffened slightly. Then he squatted down and picked up the tennis ball that rolled to the side of his shoe, his head slightly lowered as if he was looking at the tennis ball in his hand, and the hanging bangs cast a faint shadow on his face, and he couldn't see her expression clearly. Then, throw the ball up, lead the racket, and hit the ball.......

Hum -

Bang~

Beep――

"Serve error, Game immovable peak, 0-15."

Again, it's empty!

Arai's pupils twitched, looking at Yanagi who squatted down again in the court to look for tennis, his eyes closed, don't, don't look for it again, Yanagi, enough, enough! Give up this one, we can still win.

"Deputy Minister!" Arai turned around and looked at Goto: "Let's give up this game, the next game is yours, you will definitely be able to win it, right?" ”

Fujiwara twitched his eyelids and didn't turn his head to look at her, but just said coldly: "It's not the end." The cold voice sounded a little impersonal.

"Deputy Minister !!!" Arai gritted his teeth, then turned his head to look at Sakuraichi, "Minister!!! ”

Sakuraichi didn't speak, just quietly looked at Yanagi on the court, his eyelids were light, Yanagi, are you going to give up?

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Arai couldn't help but clench his fists, looking at Yanagi on the court, his heart became more and more anxious.

"Arai," Goto began, his voice deep and solemn instead of his usual kind and easy-going, "if you want to give up, Yanagi will speak on his own." Don't decide on other people's events, respect others and respect yourself. What's more......" Goto gently closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, "It's Yagyu's own choice." ”

Hearing this, Arai was stunned, turned his head to look at Yanagi, and waved the air again, this ..... It's Yagyu's..... Choose???

Beep――

"Game Fudo Peak, 3-4, Fudo Peak serve."

Tachibana squinted her eyes, and her hand holding the tennis ball suddenly tightened, Yanagi, this game, not moving, can only win!

Airplanes~

Smack-

The ball flew from the opposite field, and the moment it crossed the midfield net, it turned into eight balls, and even the shadows on the ground became eight.

Yanagi was stunned.

The sound of eight air currents crossed my ears.

Where is it?

Exactly, where is the ball?

Why, there are so many voices?

Beep――

"Game Fudo Peak 3-5, Qingxue serves."

"Yo ho!! Minister Tachibana, that's it, just like that! There's only one last round left!! Shino Harada, of Fudo Peak, clenched his fists, and his excitement was palpable. There was jubilation on the side of Fudo Peak, and on the side of Qingxue, the atmosphere was surprisingly depressing.

On the court, Yagyu still groped for the ball under Shoko's instructions, then stood up and adjusted his posture. Then, throw the ball up, lead the racket, and hit the ball.......

Hum -

Bang~

-- Swing in the air

Beep――

"Wrong serve, reserve."

Resend ......

Again, a mistake.

Yanagi's body shook without a trace, and he looked at his right hand, his blurred vision finally ....... Completely shrouded in darkness, long black, always, special...... Lonely.

Bang -

"!!! Yagyu"

"Yumiko !!!"

"!! Yagyu"

"Yanagiyu-san!!"

"Yumiko-san!!!"

Looking at Yanagi who had fallen to the ground, Tachibana narrowed her eyelids, and then threw the tennis ball in her hand into the air.

Light, after all, is also a time to get lost.

Yanagi fell to the ground, his long jet-black hair scattered on the ground, and his racket landed on one side. All the sounds were inaudible, so quiet, so quiet, so quiet that she could only hear her own heartbeat, beating and beating, so slow, so long.

The boundless darkness spreads in her world, quiet, forested, treacherous, everything, because it is too dark. The cold, inevitably invaded, cold, cold, no one came to save her, in the boundless darkness, she was the only one who endured the torment of the cold.

Darkness, so lonely, she never knew, really, never knew.

'Are you going to give up?' ’

A voice as cold as frost rang out from the darkness.