Looking at the person in charge, Xiangzi's eyes lit up, "Minister! ”

"Minister. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Yuki Ogawa also stood up and bowed to Sakura.

Sakura looked into her eyes, and the bruises from the surgery were still visible. But judging from the direction she was able to grasp, she should be recovering well.

Ogawa sensed Sakuraichi's gaze and spoke: "Although I can see strong light at the moment, I can only have twenty minutes to adapt, and once the time is over, I still have to go back to continue the treatment after the operation, and it may take another month to recover." ”

"Minister, she's ......" Kitajima looked at Ogawa with a faint confusion in his tone. Not only her, but even Goto and the others who followed in were a little surprised that this girl who suddenly appeared in the ward, especially the 'minister' she called Sakuraichi, they didn't remember that there was such a person in Qingxue's women's tennis department.

"Na, she said her name is Xu Chuan," Xiangzi opened her mouth at this time to solve everyone's doubts, "It's the second generation of the Youth School Women's Network." ”

The second generation of the Youth Women's Network?!!!

Everyone was taken aback, and their eyes looked at Ogawa with a hint of inquiry.

The second generation of the Youth School Women's Network, this is a very sensitive topic, not just a random nonsense. In particular, they broke into the Kanto Tournament as the champions of the Tokyo Metropolitan Conference, and it was a critical moment, but the second generation suddenly appeared, which made people ...... It's very unpleasant.

As a result, everyone's eyes turned to Sakuraichi, wanting to know the specific situation.

Sakuraichi spoke lightly, and an indifferent voice echoed in the ward, "We won't be able to participate in club affairs after September, so we must select a second generation to take our place before then, and Ogawa is one of them." ”

One of them...... Is it?

Fujiwara twitched his eyelids, and his gaze was taken back from Ogawa's body, and it seemed that there should be something else.

"Huh? It's really the second generation. Shoko pursed her mouth, "Then if you defeat the main selection in the qualifying match, can you replace the main selection?" ”

As soon as this question came out, everyone was stunned.

Indeed, this is the key to making people care.

Even Tezuka and the others couldn't help but ponder.

"Uh-huh," Sakuraichi nodded slightly, "The capable go up, the weak go down, this is an eternal truth." Even she had to follow this rule of survival.

I see.

Goto's eyes gradually became gloomy, and Qingxue will not be bored in the next days.

Time passed in the middle of the day, and in the dead of night, a faint light penetrated through the window, casting a little light on the ground.

Dada~

Slender fingers twig on the computer keyboard, and characters leap onto the screen. Suddenly, the characters that appeared quickly stopped and stopped increasing.

"Whew~" exhaled lightly, Inoue took a sip of coffee on the small coffee table next to him, his eyes still scanning the draft he had just typed, but the game two days ago came to mind.

'The dead come back,'

A faint voice came from the thin lips, some ethereal, emitted in the molecules of the air and gradually ethereal, like a floating sound from nothingness, scattered around, unable to distinguish the source and direction.

'The Rebirth of Annihilation'

The ethereal voice was calm, not sad or happy, and the dark red of the eyes seemed to be on the verge of destruction.

The life you see is not necessarily the birth. The extinction you see is not necessarily the extinction. ’

"What a horrible little fellow." Inoue put down the cup and pursed his lips, he couldn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it, the Edogawa of Qingxue was so strong that even Minamijiro stood up in shock, at that moment, he seemed to see another historical trajectory, another historical trajectory that he had never seen before, as if it was a brand new beginning.

"Ah, Inoue-senpai, can you get off work!" Zhisha complained while tapping on the keyboard, "Does this Qingxue have to be revised again today?" Isn't it all typeset, what else do you want to change? ”

"Ah, I'm sorry Shisa, you can get off work first." Inoue said, his fingers tapping on the keyboard again, "Tomorrow is Monday, and Tennis Weekly has to be published." Looking at the words typed out on the screen, Inoue frowned, thinking that it was not very good, and deleted it and started again.

"Really, then I'll go back first. If it was Minamijiro's old man, there would have been some different opinion.,Ah,It's half past ten.,Gone.。 ”

Minamijiro?

Watching Shisa leave in a hurry, Inoue's eyes suddenly lit up, yes, Nanjiro, why didn't he think of it. So, I picked up the landline and dialed the phone at Echizen's house.

"Hey, teenager, are you still practicing?" Echizen Minamijiro was half-lying on the floor, supporting his head with one hand, looking at the boy swinging the racket in the court, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he said ruffianly: "Ahhh Also, the strength of that young girl should not be underestimated, if you are not careful, teenagers will lose~"

Hum -

As soon as the words were finished, the air flow was surging, Nanjiro raised his hand indifferently, opened his five fingers, and with a snap, there was an extra tennis ball in his hand, "Well, teenager, this is not good, you have to calm down." ”

"Daddy!!!"

Echizen Ryoma roared angrily, but it provoked Nanjiro to laugh even more arrogantly, "Well, teenager, let's study hard." If you want to hit me, you still Madamadadane! ”

"Shh

"Minamijiro," at this time, the voice of the wheel came from the house, "Inoue-kun is looking for you." ”

"Ah, right away." As he spoke, Minamijiro stood up and threw the tennis ball in his hand to Ryoma, his face was straight, "Ryoma, take a good look at that young girl's tennis, you will find ...... Tennis is not as simple as you know. ”

"Huh?" Ryoma was stunned, his father spoke to him in such a serious tone for the first time, which made him feel extremely surprised.

Take a good look at tennis in Edogawa?

His eyes blinked slightly, what does this mean?

"Moses Moses, I'm Minamijiro."

- Ah, Echizen-kun, I want to ask you a question.

"Uh-huh, what's the problem that confuses you?"

――What do you think of Edogawa, her last ball......

Inoue closed his eyes, as if he was recalling some past, he remembered the girl on the court, and at that last moment, around her, even breathing, exuded a dark aura that made the air vibrate.

There was a faint curvature at the corner of Nanjiro's mouth, which was a habit he had always had. There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and only after a long time did I hear Inoue's words:

- The final goal...... Filled with the smell of destruction. So, Echizen-kun, I would like to ask what you think.

"Hmph~" The low laughter was faintly nasal, Nanjiro's eyes froze, and a sharp light lit up under his eyes, "Inoue, you didn't feel wrong." But it wasn't the breath of destruction, it was...... Another gate

-- The other door, which is different from the door of selflessness and above selflessness, is even more ......

-- A new starting point like never before! ”

Inoue's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, and Hitomi couldn't help but tremble.

Edogawa opened, and the tennis world was ...... New Gate !!

The dialogue was too shocking, and Inoue's mind was a mess, and he didn't know how to put pen to paper, how to write tomorrow's weekly?

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his mind, and Inoue sighed secretly, it seems that this is the only way to write. So, put pen to paper.

The next day, the week-long tennis weekly began to be published. It's almost an ironclad law that tennis weekly will be swept away before Monday, but today's tennis weekly is shocking.

"This is this issue of Tennis Weekly? Hiss~ Qingxue's women's network is actually all published!!! ”