Sakuraichi!!

His hands tightened, and anxiety, worry, and... subtle heartache appeared in the deep ice blue. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the dojo filled with light blue sword qi, everyone's eyes widened as they watched what was happening, the silence and strange atmosphere made everyone's beliefs stagnate, and their breath was almost inaudible, this battle and that moment of accident made their nerves on the verge of collapse.

Bite~

With a metallic crisp sound, Fujiwara forced Aoki back with a move, jumped to the edge of the dojo behind him with a somersault, and looked up at Sakuraichi on the opposite edge, his pupils condensed slightly.

Sakuraichi still held Kirihara's waist, scarlet blood flowing from the wound on her right cheek, and then slid down, leaving red marks on her cheeks, and finally converging on her jaw, forming droplet-shaped beads of blood.

Bang~

The moment the dark red eyes were retracted, the blood beads fell to the ground, and with a click, splashed on the brown wooden floor, fainting the bewitching and strange roses, and the sweet smell of blood spread wantonly・・・・・

"Edogawa!"

"Minister!!"

"Na Na ~ Minister, it hurts so much~"

"Edogawa!"

"Kirihara!!"

"That..." Kirihara's eyes widened, a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed, but when he saw the light blue sword qi surging below, his face suddenly turned pale, "I..."

"Don't move." Indifferent words slipped out of Sakuraichi's mouth, and his dark red pupils glanced at Kirihara and the blood stains that had fallen on his clothes, and then gently pressed his hands to assist Kirihara to stand back on the stage. Seeing this, the Nioh people above hurriedly walked over to Rachehara. Since Kirihara fell straight down, and his feet were still tightly attached to the platform, it was not very easy for Sakuraichi to assist alone.

After pushing Kirihara up, Sakuraichi slowly turned her body, however, just turned sideways, her elbow suddenly tightened, so that she had to stop her movements and turn her head, the young man's deep and mysterious ice blue instantly came into view, and a soft voice slowly sounded, "Sakuraichi ・・・・・"

Sakura was slightly stunned, looking at her reflection in the young man's pupils, the scarlet color was soaked in his deep ice blue, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but unexpectedly, the strength of the young man's grip deepened a little, and his delicate and beautiful face also showed a little domineering, "Sakuraichi ・・・・・"

After all, the young man's soft voice still revealed a little bit of strength and non-veto, which made Sakuraichi, who was used to hearing his gentle and elegant voice, frown, but didn't say anything, just looked at the young man quietly.

Looking at the interaction between the two, Tezuka's eyelids narrowed slightly, and the streamer flashed on the lenses. Turning his head and staggering his gaze, however, the hands hanging on both sides of his side couldn't help but tighten.

Yukimura narrowed the purple eyes of the kite, a touch of interest in the deep eyes fleeting, the quiet arc gradually faded at the corners of the mouth, like a lily blooming in the empty valley, quiet and elegant, the male and female net of Qingxue, it seems...

Qian and Liu were stunned for a moment, and then, the pen in their hands moved quickly, good data, good data, absolutely good data・・・・・

Pulling his eyelids, Sakura turned his head to ignore the hot stinging pain on his face, and looked at the stubborn young man standing not far away.

Bang~

The moment the blood beads fell from his jaw, he slowly spoke in an indifferent tone, "I lost." ”

Fujiwara Kuna's pupils tightened, and the sword qi around her suddenly stopped; Sanada Koichiro frowned, looking at Sakuraichi's blood-stained right face, some understanding and some disapproval; Shiraishi Kuranosuke was slightly stunned, and a stunned look filled his eyelids, and then he smiled with relief; Hiyoshiruo twitched his eyelids and said softly, "The next gram." ”

Tezuka Kuniichi lowered his eyelids slightly, picked up the teacup on the low table and took a sip, then pursed his lips, the smile gradually spread on his face, looked at Sanada String Emon who was relieved, and said shallowly: "Good tea." ”

Sanada String Uemon nodded lightly, picked up the teacup and touched it with a few people, "Someone can taste it, it's a good tea." ”

Hearing this, the old men nodded in unison, however, several people agreed, but Kuroki of Saionji Temple in the dojo frowned slightly, gritted his teeth, and said stubbornly and coldly, "What are you kidding?!" Go on. ”

Compared with Kuroki's persistence, Sakuraichi's answer was a little more indifferent, and he just listened to her say as usual: "I've already lost." ”

Kuroki was stunned, and his unwilling expression rose to dark purple pupils, "It was an accident." With that, he glanced at Suzuki of Saionji Temple on the platform without a trace, and then withdrew his gaze.

"A loss is a loss, and no excuse is a reason." Sakuraichi said indifferently, in fact, in her heart, she doesn't care much about personal wins and losses, what she cares about is the team competition, just like the second tennis match that will come tomorrow.

"Shh Kuroki snorted coldly, turned around and walked back to the platform and sat down beside the Saionji priest, glanced at the Saionji Suzuki and stopped talking, the stubborn and stubborn expression on his face only added a little coldness.

"Sakuraichi." Seeing that Kuroki had stopped, Fuji pulled Sakuraichi onto the platform, asked her to sit beside him, and reached out to take the medical kit handed over by the housekeeper of the Sanada family, ready to help Sakuraichi treat his wounds.

Seeing this, Yanagi Hirusch strolled over, habitually pushed his glasses with his index finger, and said elegantly and indifferently, "I can help." ”

"Now, thank you, Yanagi-kun." Fuji tilted his head slightly and smiled politely at Yanagi, "I can still deal with emergencies, so I won't bother you." With that, he turned his head and concentrated on wiping the blood from the wound with a medical cotton pad.

Seeing the scarlet red staining the white medical cotton, Liu Sheng put down the hand that pushed his glasses, and his tone did not change because of Fuji's refusal, and he still said elegantly and indifferently: "No need." ”

"I said..." As soon as Yanagi's words fell, Sakuraichi spoke indifferently, and his dark red eyes looked at the young man in front of him who was as elegant as the wind on the surface, but actually secretly ruthless her, "Can you be lighter." ”

"Now, I thought Sakuraichi wouldn't hurt." Fuji smiled softly, a little annoyed in his heart that Sakuraichi didn't care about his body, but the strength in his hand was a lot lighter.

"Who are you?" Just as Fuji was bandaging Sakuraichi, Sakuraichi suddenly turned his head to look at the young man who had been watching her behind Fuji, and his purple eyes were quiet, like a spring that had been silent for a long time, without any waves. The smile on the corner of her mouth was like a lily in the hollow, quiet and peaceful, giving people a sense of peace of mind, Sakuraichi asked this sentence that she had always wanted to ask, although she had seen it several times, but for someone like her who only remembered the name of an important person, she did not remember who he was at all, although Lint had given her information.

"Did Sakuraichi talk about me?" The young man smiled lightly, and a quiet smile quietly bloomed on his delicate and delicate face, "Yukimura Seiichi, you have to remember." ”

"Yukimura? Hiss ~ It hurts. The sudden pain on her face made Sakura gasp and squint at Fuji, "Gentle." ”

Seeing this, Yukimura couldn't help but tighten his eyelids. However, Fuji didn't speak, just reached out and put the medical supplies on the ground back into the medicine box the same, and closed the medicine box before slowly speaking, there was a slight coolness in his soft tone, "Now, Sakuraichi likes beautiful things very much?" ”

"No," Sakuraichi said indifferently, his dark red eyes blinking, and he said solemnly, "He looks like a." ”

Mothers・・・・・

Yukimura stiffened, and the quiet smile on his face became brighter...