After Uncle Jibu borrowed the book, he flicked his coat and left with a dashing back for Sister Ling.

Author, get out!

Where the hell is chic!! This public move was swept into the eyes by the corner of his clothes again, okay!!

……

Ignore this stubble,

Hiyoshiruo's sudden rise in the 100 admiration value made Suzumi a little uneasy, after all, what is more popular now is love like a tornado... Come fast, go fast or something.

Fortunately, to Ling Mei's relief, the closing time of this century-old library was quite capricious, and the administrator threw Ling Mei a large bunch of keys before leaving work first.

At this time, there are not many students in the library, most of them borrow books after school to participate in department activities, and will not stay in the library, junior high school students especially will not be stranded in this kind of old library for a long time, the air is filled with the smell of rotten books.

All in all, staying alone in this kind of library makes the soil bun girl in the countryside two points taller.

Ling Mei habitually stroked the map of the live spot, and looked at the location of the target people with love

- Grave Egg!! Mr. Tornado is actually approaching the library!

Without dragging the mud and water, Ling Mei picked up the strap of her schoolbag and rushed to the second floor of the library, found the position of the wood-carved guardrail facing the half-person window, and randomly pulled out a hardcover book from the bookshelf next door that looked very tall and had a yellowed footer.

The fingers stuck a page at will, and the elbow leaned against the guardrail, and the bell girl began to enjoy (bitter) fast (forced) concave shape~

… Ben, I don't know a single character... Grave eggs!

"Click"

The sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer, reminding her of the hands that were turning on the big bell tower.

As soon as the man stepped into the library, the sound of footsteps stopped.

What fell into Hiyoshiruo's eyes was a painting,

A fresco by the hand of a master with the magic of going back in time—it was clear that he had been brought into the painting, and when you sniffed it, it seemed to have a very old taste.

In the empty baroque library, there are piano music played on an honest gramophone, and even if you don't know how to appreciate it, that kind of music always makes people feel that they can't do without the word 'elegant and noble'.

The air floats like transparent particles in the diffuse sunlight, the hollow carved wooden spiral staircase is rubbed back and forth by people, and the smell of aged paper is mixed with the fragrance of ink.

In a trance, Hiyoshi felt that he could even hear the wedge gears of the old clock snapping and dragging heavy chains......

"Hiyoshi-kun?"

"Hiyoshi-kun?"

The other party called twice in a row,

Hiyoshiruo looked up, and the blonde hair of the voice owner was reflected by the sunlight that penetrated through the window, like a golden spring flowing out of a fairy tale.

He remembered a question that troubled the ancient Greek gods,

Who is the most beautiful, Helen, who is overwhelmed, and Aphrodite, who is charming when she raises her eyes?

The answer is unknown.

However, he felt that the illustrators that belonged to them were less than one-tenth of the person in front of him.

If this is the seventeenth century,

- She must be the last pearl of the masters' pursuit of classicism.

"Puff"

"Puff"

"Puff"

The heart started beating irregularly again.

"[I—I'm here to borrow books.] ]”

The boy's voice was as low as a cello, and when the bow of the piano was put on the strings, an impromptu performance began.

[Ahh What kind of book does Riji-kun want to borrow? The Nikaido teacher is already gone~I'll help Hiyoshi-kun find it~]"

What kind of books do you want to borrow?

This real question woke Hiyoshiruo's dizzy head,

…… I can't say I haven't thought about it......

"[You...... The one in my hand. ]”

The girl was stunned for a moment, and waved her hand to Hikishi, "[Hiyoshi-kun wants to borrow this "Grimm's Fairy Tales"? ]”

The boy who was destined to go down had to make a hard "um".

No more to say.

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Suzumi jumped down from the stairs,

When registering, he casually mentioned it with a bad heart: "[I didn't expect Hiyoshi-kun to know German.] ]”

Hiyoshi German is a heap of garbled code Ruo nodded.

"[Sa, alright, give, Hiyoshi-kun.] ]”

Suzumei's green fingers are on the slightly damaged cover, and the pink round nails are naturally more attractive to Hiyoshi Ruolai than the garbled cover.

He has now changed into a sweatshirt and has a tennis bag in one arm.

He seemed to be a teenager with little talk, which made him seem unusually quiet among most of his noisy peers.

Seeing that he turned around and was about to leave, Ling Mei spoke

"[Hiyoshi-kun... Tennis is a very interesting sport. ]”

The blonde boy with his back to Suzumi turned around and looked quick, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked softly, "[You...... Want to see for yourself? ]”

Ling Mei said happily: "[No、Won't it bother you?] ]”

[No.] ]”

Yo yo ~ Sao Nian, it is clear that the uncle of the trace department will definitely be angry! Definitely! I must have been!! Are you not afraid of power for the sake of this public act?

[Tut-tut, do you really still want face? 】

[Boom! 】

Those beautiful eyes showed yearning, which formed a strong contrast with the quiet aura around her.

Hiyoshiruo turned his head for a moment, and just took that look into his eyes.

Although there was no movement on his face, his steady heartbeat missed another beat.

[Pro~ Harvest the love value X50 from the side character two~]

…… Love comes so fast, like a tornado! Hiyoshi boy! Promise this public act! Don't be a teenager like that, okay!

Suzumei, who followed Hiyoshi, kept looking at the tennis bag that seemed very new to her.

Suzumi remembered her own world, where tennis had evolved into a form of attack on the battlefield, and tennis rackets made of pure metal were often placed in equipment boxes rather than tennis bags.

All in all, cherish the happy time now! (Make a fist.)

For the custard bun (crossed off) the complete body continues to fight first!

Hiyoshi, who inexplicably felt that his back was on fire, turned his head unnaturally and looked,

[What's wrong?] Hiyoshi-kun]

The girl's smile was sweet.

Should... It's an illusion.

"The winner is the Trace! The winner is the trace! The winner is the trace! ”

When he got closer, the voice of the Ice Emperor's call became louder and louder.

Sister Ling's heart is shy and covers her face, if she picks up the uncle, will she be praised by the support group, 'The winner is Hanamiya Suzu!' The winner is Suzu Hanamiya! The winner is Suzu Hanamiya! 'That's it.

[Do you want to be taken from the front by Atuber? ...... pro】

【……】

"[It feels really impressive.] ]”

Suzumi gave a ←← of praise against her will

[Ahh After all, there are only traces ......]"

The boy turned his back to Ling Mei and looked into the distance, and the raging flames on the lower gram ignited in his heart, with a red sun and a roaring tide in the background.

Si… siguoyi,It turns out that you can still bring your own background picture at this time!

It's the public move that lost_(:з)∠)_

Hiyoshiruo took Suzumei from the locker room into the Ice Emperor Zhengxuan court, and Zhongzhengxuan's gaze at Suzumei vividly described it as ←←.

"Huh? Hiyoshi, who allowed you to bring a woman into Uncle Ben's court? ”

The emperor of King's Landing Tennis Court directly opened his mouth to express his dissatisfaction.

Shinobu pushed the flat glasses and stood aside looking like he was watching a good show.

Xiang Hidake, Ryo Anato, and Feng Chotaro stood on the united front with the traces, all of whom disagreed.

"[It's not Hiyoshi-kun's fault, I asked Hiyoshi-kun to bring me in.] ]”

The bell girl with such an abrupt socket in the London accent successfully attracted attention X6

Hemp eggs... I'm a little nervous all of a sudden!

"[I just wanted to see what kind of team my father is so supportive of that makes him so unique to you among all the teams in the country.] ]”

Everyone except for the trace department looked confused.

[Ah, is it the daughter of the Flower Palace?] It's that big, huh? ]”

A deep male voice came from the locker room, and a man dressed in etiquette was a veteran gentleman walking out slowly.

"Coach Sakaki" neatly unified X6 call.

I didn't expect there to be emotional cards to play,

I thought that this public move would take a lot of effort to win the traces with a three-inch incorruptible tongue......

Thank you so much to Daddy who donated sperm to the freezer_(:З)∠)_

[I said that I am not alone with your father! ] Pro]

[Eh┑( ̄Д ̄)┍Does it matter? 】

【… It makes sense. 】

The amber-haired man's gaze was stern, and it was rare to be soft when he looked at Suzuma's heterogeneous face.

"[I think the reason why your father funded the Ice Emperor is probably because of me.] ]”

Visibly stuck in recall mode.

… it... Young juniors! It's easy to misunderstand when you say that!!

Jibu waved his paddle and pointed directly at Hiyoshi, "Hiyoshi, you come up and have a fight with Uncle Ben, if you lose, your training volume will be increased by five times in the future!" ”

Although there is no afterglow for Sister Ling, Sister Ling keenly reads 'Give Uncle Ben a good acceptance of the punishment of taking the girl in and out of the court to abuse the dog at will!' 'means.

【… The second half of the sentence should be crossed out, dear? 】

Ling Mei pondered her face, and occasionally assumed that Atubo had a heart like grass and mud horses, don't you think it's very cute?

【……】

Hiyoshi, who is always ready to go down, draws his racket and goes on the court with blood.

"Come on! Hiyoshi-kun. ”

Hiyoshiruo stepped forward and replied forcefully, "Hmm"

Facing a body lì, whose skills and insight are much higher than his own, Rijiruo entered the state of martial arts.

I heard the exclamation of a crowd of people exclaiming, "Ah! Do you put on a martial arts posture as soon as you come up? Hiyoshi. ”

Ling Mei covered her face in shame and watched the battle situation on the field through her fingers.

There really is a halo on the body! This kind of play shame is so explosive, hey!

Suzumi glanced to the side secretly, and even the serious Sakaki coach seemed to be used to this kind of thing.

Really... The worldview is different.

This is not an equal game, Hiyoshiruo was simply beaten by the traces in full state, and he was lacking in body lì and began to gasp for breath after a short time when he entered the state of martial arts, but on the other hand, the traces were still completely at ease.

"Disillusioned—waltz."

Trail leaped forward, his tall and slender figure even obscuring the sun's brilliance, his short gray purple hair rising back.

The yellow ball that he shot straight at Hiyoshirua's wrist holding the racket, and he exerted a heavy force earlier and exploded instantly!

Hiyoshi was shocked, and before he could react, the racket in his hand had already landed......

it! You can really jump that high!!

Ling Mei's inner villain knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, feeling that a warrior like herself who still needs alien genes to jump so high is simply ...... Lost completely.

The current Hiyoshiruo can be said to be covered in bruises, and the score has been stretched to 4-0 after another heavy blow.

Hiyoshirua angrily used his left hand to stabilize his right wrist, which was so weak that he couldn't even hold the racket.

"Huh? Is this going to give up, Hiyoshi? Uncle Ben isn't finished entertained at all. ”

and endured the ground from the opposite side, mercilessly sarcastic.

"[Hiyoshi-kun!] Attack the right rear side of the track! ]”

Sister Ling suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention again,

A layman would be so wanton in directing the game.

Even if it is a good-looking girl, the so-called professional players are constantly questioning.

Traces glanced at Suzumei,

'It's really just... Talking nonsense? ’

He looked down at his wrist.

This game seems to be in no suspense, and the gap between Hiyoshi and Traces is a barrier.

In the Ice Emperor, few people regard 'luck' and 'explosiveness' as killer tools to defeat their opponents, and they prefer to believe in the racket they hold in their hands.

If you can win, you can win, and if you can lose, you will lose.

But whether to persevere in the face of the strong is the most important quality for the weak.

Hiyoshiruo gritted his teeth and clenched the racket with both hands.

… Who wants to just give up......

His reluctance drove his body to move.

There's nothing to be done about it now......

His eyes dimmed, and he turned the paddle back slightly, adjusting to a right-click position.

Re-enter the martial arts state, and hit the right rear of the track no matter how well the serve is returned.

But at the beginning, several balls in succession were easily knocked back by the traces as they had just now.

"Hiyoshi, are you really ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, the tennis ball flying from the front left slipped from the lower end of the racket.

'It's just... Is it a coincidence? ’

Jibu shook his palm, and even he was slightly sweaty now.

“15-30”

This was the first point of the game for Hijiruo.

However, this first point means something far more than it is worth.

At least one person's insight and the other's perseverance were affirmed at the same time.

[And then!] Attack his top left! ]”

This time, the doubts were silenced.

However, Suzumi was not able to point every goal, and the occasional few times allowed Hiyoshi to reduce the score to 2-6.

"It's over! The winner is the trace! ”

Hiyoshiruo collapsed to the ground weakly, and even the strength to lift a finger was exhausted in the previous game.

"Whew, whew"

Sharp rise and fall of the chest.

He raised his hand to block the glare of light,

"[Hiyoshi-kun, that's great!] ]”

Gentle encouragement and approval came from the ears,

He saw the girl stretch out her palm to him, a palm that looked white and tender.

"[Do you think you can pull him up?] Well? ]”

The uncle's gorgeous voice and arrogant tone always match seamlessly, even if he is sarcastic, no one can lower his evaluation of him.

Ling Mei was embarrassed with a capital letter,

Groove ...... Ben Gongju seems to have really ignored the fact that he is just a soft girl now......

The warm-hearted young man Hiyoshi put his palm on her big dusty hand, but he didn't get up at the moment, but squatted and stood up from the ground on his own.

【Ding~Get the love value X30~】

QAQ Tornado Junior!

Another purple-and-gray haired young man standing against the light stroked his tear mole with one hand, and looked at Sister Ling condescendingly: "Your observation just now can obtain Uncle Ben's temporary approval." ”

He has never been stingy with his appreciation, and he is frank because he is confident that he is the one who deserves to be admired.

【Ding~Get the love value X10~】

Zhuyu was in front, and the upright young man who Ling Mei was full of praise just now was suddenly turned into scum ┑ ( ̄Д ̄)┍

However, people other than the trace department still looked confused.

"Probably judging the hole in the track based on the state of the racket, right?" Coach Sakaki explained in a deep voice, "Because of my father's work, I have been familiar with sports equipment of various materials since I was a child, so I can clearly judge the effect of the sweating amount of the palm of the trace on the friction of the grip, but the trace department has obviously discovered this and is trying to reduce this error, so I can't continue to predict the loopholes of the trace department, right?" Bell. ”

While explaining to his players, Coach Sakaki looked sideways at Suzumei, wanting to get her affirmative answer, but when Sakaki was at a loss for Suzumei, he reacted that he had ignored the girl's poor Japanese.

……

Coach Sakaki retracted his gaze reservedly: "Training - continue!" ”

[Puff hahahaha!!!!ha 】

This father-in-law smiled proudly ~ smiling proudly ~