After hanging up Atubo's phone, you have to be ready to be frontally confronted by Atubo.

Suzumei's heart is desperate.

Hiyoshiruo offered to use his mobile phone to help Suzumi call back to Atubo, but after two "beeps", it turned into a "The call you are calling is not in the service area" prompt.

Suzumi broke down and poked open the 'living point map' - Atubo's little red dot was approaching at a speed of 900 km/h......

"Huh"

The iniquity you have done yourself will be finished while you kneel.

"Anyway, why don't you relax with a tennis match?"

Minister Lihai said with a smile.

In this world, why do you have to use tennis even to relax the atmosphere! (Fall.)

"Suzu Hanamiya! Well? ”

The sound came from the sky.

The crowd looked up,

Mama, I saw the helicopter eh_

"Traces, even if the pigeon is released... Do you want to reign over the world? ”

Vice Minister Lihai looked at the sky and muttered with reverence on his face.

……

Atubo, who fell from the sky, untied the parachute on his back, and raised his eyes to find that in addition to the troublesome Suzu Mei, there were many unexpected people.

"Huh? Hiyoshi, is it necessary to explain to Uncle Ben what this is all about? ”

The young man explained with an indifferent face: "Bala Bala ......"

Every time a word popped out of his mouth, the trace brows furrowed, and Ling Mei's heart was stabbed by Ling Chi.

[Huh?] Misremembering the name of the coffee shop? Hang the phone of Uncle Ben? Hanamiya Ling, do you dare to sue Uncle Sù Ben that there are any stupid things you can't do? ]”

Seeing that the uncle's face turned from purple to blue, Ling Mei trembled, bit her lower lip and didn't speak, putting on an innocent and sorry girl's face.

There was silence.

"[Trace department, forget it, after all, Suzu Hanamiya has just returned from abroad, so it's no surprise that I'm not familiar with Japan.] ]”

Yukimura said.

Considering that the girl had the identity of an Ice Emperor student on her body, Uncle Jibu stopped it in line with the principle that family ugliness cannot be publicized.

The last one didn't hold back, and still gave Ling Mei two eye knives.

Yukimura boy, it's this public act that misunderstood you, you're really a good boy.

[Tsk, wall grass! 】

【…… I don't accept you to beat me~]

Just as the traces fell from the sky (...) Before, following Yukimura's mention yì, a friendly match between Hiyoshi Sanada Kirihara was about to start, and now the three of them each held their rackets, especially Hiyoshi and Kirihara looked eager to try.

Naturally, he was not in the mood to make up for Suzumei's Japanese, and under the will of Da (Xu) Yu (Fei) Zhou (Gang), he also decided to use guò tennis to adjust his mood.

The national competition is about to be held, and it is obvious that the Minister of the Ice Emperor and the Deputy Minister of Lihai University will not compete lightly.

In an almost tacit situation for both sides, Hiyoshi Sanada walked to one side of the court, and Kirihara walked to the other side.

Ling Mei was embarrassed now, and it was not easy to come forward, so she sat down next to Yukimura.

Ma Dan, I always feel that if I am not careful, I will be wiped out of my five senses! So nervous!

Ling Mei was nervous and didn't dare to speak, but due to the strength of the artist, the blonde and cheerful little angel nervously clenched the little skirt with the mottled shadow of the tree~

Beautiful things always make people happy and pleasant, and the small laughter that flows from Yukimura's lips and teeth is different from the traces of laughter that makes him laugh heartily, and he always bends the corners of his mouth, so that people can't help but stare at him all the time, fantasizing about seeing a spring breeze smile that may bloom in the next second.

The sunlight that had become scattered and messy through the leaves seemed to condense at the corners of his mouth for a moment, making people feel as warm as lazily curling up in a suitable place on the rooftop.

Now he didn't have a green headband, and his soft hair hung down on his forehead, gently raised in the breeze.

The whole person, soft and not like words.

This public act... I seem to be fascinated by beauty (cover my face.)

Yukimura guessed: "[Is Hanamiya-san's tennis club in the Ice Emperor?] ]”

[Ah, no.] ]”

Even talking... None of them spoiled the tranquility

I really lost in every way...... (Fall.)

So, why do you think you're going to win? Dear~You're really just a dirt bun~]

【……】

"[Ah,It's just a guess that you and the traces and Hiyoshi seem to be quite familiar.,Since it's not a tennis club.,So what kind of club is Hanamiya-san?] ]”

In order not to let the atmosphere fall into embarrassment, Yukimura continued to speak.

QAQ is good... So gentle.

"[I'm in charge of the library~]"

[In this way, I feel that it is quite suitable for Hanamiya-san.] Yukimura chuckled.

[Yukimura-san, it seems... Anyway, I didn't expect Yukimura-san to be from the tennis club. ]”

[Haha, what kind of person should be in Hanamiya's impression of playing tennis?] ]”

Suzume tilted her head in thought, "[I feel like even if it's not Sanada-sana's type that looks harsh, at least it's like our minister, Hiyoshi, Kirihara... That... Feel it. ]”

"[That's ......]"

[Ahh Yukimura-san, I don't have that... After all, you are the minister of Lihai! Tennis must be very good! ]”

Sister Ling, who realized that she had lost her words, hurriedly added a sentence.

[Ah, it's okay.] ]”

……

The two of them just said a word, and I exchanged a simple word.

But it doesn't feel boring, and the topics are broad but not in-depth.

Sit on a wooden bench with a space for one person in between.

The sunlight turns from time to time, the light and shadow are sometimes staggered, and the shadows of the trees are swaying, bringing the murmur of the wind.

The sky was blue, only kites were shuttling and overlapping, and two or three paces away the children were playing and playing, and when they raised their eyes, they could just see the backs of those people waving their rackets.

The rich aroma of the café with a shed on the street mixed with the sweetness of the marshmallows next to it diffuses in the wind, and the customers are talking in whispers.

Occasionally, a few cars sped by, relaxing the overly scattered streetscape.

The atmosphere is just right.

[Tsk, Yukimura is not spicy and terrible~]

[To overcome the fear of Oh ~ pro ~ ]

In the friendly match on the other side, even though the two juniors wanted to fight to the exhaustion and challenge to the limit, the two seniors invariably controlled the game to a just right warm-up rhythm.

This year, due to the strong attack of Qingxue, the Ice Emperor was defeated, and Lihai University ranked second.

Although the Ice Emperor entered the national competition with the recommended quota from Tokyo, his mood was very different from previous years.

The leaders of the two faculties are looking to retain their strength in the run-up to the national competition.

"Sa, let's stop here, Chiya Kirihara."

"Well, that's it, Hiyoshiruo."

The game was stopped on both sides.

When the uncle stepped back gorgeously... Suzumi is chatting with Yukimura (... ）

"[Personally, I think Van Gogh's works ......]"

[Huh?] Van Gogh's work? Does Van Gogh's work help you reflect on your own stupidity? Suzu Hanamiya? ]”

Ling Mei shuddered, and quickly turned her head to look at Uncle Jibu ←← with a guilty face

[Ding~ Get the three love values of side characters X10]

【…… Yukimura! Just think this public act is wrong for you!! 】

Just as Uncle Jibe wanted to continue the lesson, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate.

At the same time, Yukimura's mobile phone resonates (...) Also vibrate

Thanks cheer up.

Uncle Jibe raised his eyebrows and decided to move the work of teaching Ling Mei to after reading the email.

'Urgent notice, the head of the tennis department of each college, there is a competition proposed by the sponsor, the winner will get the opportunity to study, the opponent will be randomly selected, now in order to arrange the time of the dormitory, please the head of the tennis department of each college immediately after receiving the text message with the college supervisor meeting. ’

Yukimura looked up, "Together?" ”

"Ah, well, before the national competition, it seems that something interesting will happen~ Huh? kabaji。 ”

“wushi”

…… Birch-kun!! When did you arrive!!

"If I say, it seems that I won't be able to go to the dormitory this time." A faint sadness gathered between his eyebrows, and he raised his eyes to look at Sanada, "I should be bothering you this time, Genichiro." ”

"Huh? What do you say, as a minister, at least you have to give Uncle Ben a good time to attend the meeting and take responsibility, huh? kabaji？ ”

“wushi”

As soon as the words fell, a snap of his fingers in the traces-

Mama, I saw the helicopter again.

"Huh? Hiyoshi, you also follow Uncle Ben back to the Ice Emperor, right? Well? Then Yukimura, Sanada, and Uncle Ben will give you a ride by the way. ”

Huh?? Eh!! What about this public act~

Sister Ling looked at the confused Hiyoshi with a bitter face~

Hiyoshi Montague and Hanamiya Capulet were forcibly separated by the Patriarch after a moment of eye contact, "Huh? Hanamiya Suzu, give Uncle Ben a good look at the road in Tokyo, huh? ”

'Hiyoshi-kun! Don't leave me behind! QAQ’

'Hanamiya-san... I'm too...'

Hiyoshi turned around and saw Uncle Kibe's impatient face.

'Hanamiya-san... If you haven't gotten home in a while, just call me. ’

Above, eye contact is complete.

Hey, hey!! Hiyoshi boy! Ben Gongju's mobile phone has just fallen in love with the tennis court! QAQ

The inner cry can't change the departing figure......

[Snowflakes fluttering, the world is Xiao Xiao ~ heaven and earth ~ a piece ~ vast ~]

【…… Grave egg,Turn off this damn BGM for this father! 】

"Hey that, just before our minister left, let me send you home!"

Rao Lingmei's heart collapsed like this, and she still remembered that there was an insurmountable language stalk between herself and Xiao Hai Kelp Jun, and she had to look back with a confused face.

“……”

Kirihara rubbed his brain hair irritably, pointed at Suzumei, and then at himself, "[Follow... I]"

…… Don't be funny.,Kirihara boy.,It's better for this public move to find your way back by yourself_(:З)∠)_

Although he is a young man with a brain that is still rolled, Kirihara-san is really a good classmate, and the task assigned by the minister must be completed - he decided to responsibly send Suzume back first, and then back to Kanagawa.

[Follow... I]"

Kirihara repeated again.

In line with the spirit of hitting people without slapping their faces, especially the target person's face, Ling Mei kept up with the little kelp ←← with the luck of having a map of live points

Although the average normal understanding of this kind of task is to protect others from their home - to act as a bodyguard rather than a guide.

But the little kelp is full of a sense of responsibility in front of a foreigner, and after Suzumi provides the address, she feels that she should play the role of a guide (...) Send Suzumi home.

…… Where did you get this sense of confidence in the direction from!! Kirihara-kun (pounding the ground

When Ling Mei found out from the map that Xiao Kelp had gone in the opposite direction for the tenth time, Ling Mei was so tired that she didn't want to speak.

Please let it go... Kirihara-kun!! Spare this public act!! _(:з)∠)_

"Ahh This time it should be the right one! ”

Ling Mei smiled professionally and cheerfully, and immediately hung up: "Okay, Kirihara-kun." ”

……

Hehe, the public move is tired, let the public move quietly.

When she took the wrong road for the thirteenth time, Ling Mei raised her wrist to look at her watch, and the hands unceremoniously stopped at 9 o'clock......

9 o'clock... 9 o'clock... 9 o'clock ......

"Ahh Kirihara-kun, can I borrow your phone to use it? ”

It's time like this.,Japanese has to be abruptly improved.,Honkoju believes that this bug will be ignored by Kirihara-san.。

Sure enough, Kirihara, who was walking in front, was already a little embarrassed, and now he has no other thoughts to study in detail except to find a way.

Happily took out his mobile phone and threw it to Ling Mei.

Ling Mei is depressed, and when she went out today, the driver was just a human-shaped stand worth 10 points of admiration points, but now she has to make up 20 points of love value to upgrade to [person]...... Hemp Egg!! My heart hurts!!

[moximoxi~ Mr. Fujimoto? I'm probably in XXXXXX right now, please drive over and pick me up. ]”

Bullying Xiao Kelp is an English scumbag, and Ling Mei explained the 'fact' that her driver is very familiar with this section of the road, so he will drive to pick her up soon.

Xiao Hai blushed and scratched her head again embarrassedly: "Ah, that's it." In the end, his tone unconsciously lowered.

He was a little distressed, he didn't know what to say, he felt that his current mood was simply more embarrassing than being framed by Nioh with an adult magazine, and worse than playing the game for three days and clearing the level.

It was already dark, and the street lights on the street were on one by one.

Neon dots flickering in the distance.

The world becomes colorful.

"Well, I'll accompany you here to wait for your driver."

"Ah, is it okay not to catch the train?"

"Ahh It's okay..."

Kirihara looked up, his eyes reflected in the colors of neon, and his cheeks were pink.

"Knock"

"Knock"

"Knock"

The hearts of the two men beat in the silence of the street, and the silence of the dialogue.

The night wind gusted, and Ling Mei reached out to hook Kirihara's wrist, "Kirihara-kun, it seems to be a little cold." ”

Kirihara was stunned, and before he had time to react to the delicate touch of the steaming temperature on his hands, he was dazzled by the smiling face that bloomed under the girl's light.

The dessert shop of the day...... and pink hellokity......

Face... It's redder.

"Ah, ah, like... It's a little cold. ”

Then his fingers stiffly gripped the girl's slender wrist.

"[Miss, I'm home.] ]”

The low-key black luxury car parked on the side of the street melted into the night, and the middle-aged man in a black suit who stepped out of the car woke up Kirihara who was almost asleep in a powerful and deep voice.

"Ah, your driver has arrived... Yes. ”

"Yes, Kirihara-kun."

"Ahh That... Good bye? ”

"What are you talking about, Kirihara-kun, it's so late, how are you going to go back to Kanagawa, please accept my insignificant thanks and apologies for the time being and rest overnight at the Flower Palace Mansion......"

"Huh? Yes? ”

Before reacting, because the body subconsciously did not resist, he was already pulled into the car by the girl.

The black-painted luxury car quickly disappeared into the night.

Because the small kelp is so far away, even if you drive, it will take a while to get to the flower palace house.

Ling Mei felt sleepy, shook her head, and leaned on the thin shoulder of the young man beside her, "Hmm, good night...... Kirihara-kun. ”

The girl's supple hair slid over Kirihara's rolling Adam's apple, making him swallow.

Kirihara felt like his heart was going to be roasted.

Absolutely, absolutely, the car's heating system is too, too good......

"Knock"

"Knock"

"Knock"

The driver of Fujimoto intimately turned on the stereo.

A song - a dream wedding.

【Pro... Don't you think you're improving your Japanese too quickly? 】

[Because... Love! (bracket laughs)]