“…… Pretending to be a ghost. ”

Miura Yuiko pursed her lips and turned around to pick up the tennis ball: "I don't believe you can really block them all, even if you can, when you don't have enough physical strength......"

"As it happens, that's what I thought."

Xia Ran had the same expression as a hero.

"Hey! I said, are you measured...... If it really doesn't work, let's give up, there's nothing to be ashamed of. Under the snow, he was obviously a little uneasy, so he pulled his sleeve directly beside him, and whispered in his ear.

Her face was close in front of her, and the fragrance on her body could be smelled, Xia Ran subconsciously took a small step back, and quickly replied:

"That...... Discretion? Of course I have, don't worry, I won't kill those two people with a sonic ball......"

There is no doubt about this question, he is definitely a very measured person, just playing tennis, and he will never make a dead hand.

"Really? That's good...... Do you think I'm going to say that? Who told you this! ”

Sighing as if surrendering under the snow, his gaze looked at the other side—

"There are two people on the other side, and you're still blindfolded, so even if you can listen to the voice, you'll be exhausted......"

"Hmph, Falato, you don't have to interfere, I'll do it myself......" Miura Yuiko snorted coldly, and said mockingly as she took out what Xia Ran said before, "After all, it takes two people to bully a blind man, it's really hard to compliment......"

Although the attitude is very bad, but it is really a simple stupid.

Hayato smiled bitterly again, glanced apologetically over here, and then retreated to the edge of the court with his racket. Xue Xia frowned, hesitated for a moment, and still made the same move.

Next, Miura Yuiko didn't waste time, her face was very unsightly, she just threw the ball up and prepared to serve.

To be honest, she was really in a bad mood, and she always felt that this time she had lost from beginning to end, although it seemed that she had won the final victory now, but it was the result of two people dragging down Xue Nai's stamina bar under the snow.

Before that, she and Hayato Hayato were simply the result of being unilaterally suppressed and beaten......

And when the snow is powerless to participate in the battle, there is only one nasty ghost left on the other side who seems to have a problem with his eyes, although it seems to be equally unreasonable, it seems that he can judge the trajectory of the tennis ball just by listening to the sound, and respond accurately.

In addition, this guy seems to know the layout of the tennis court well, and his grasp of the distance direction is still amazing, so he can move freely even blindfolded.

But that doesn't change the sad fact that she's playing tennis against a blindfolded man, and the whole scene looks like she's filming some kind of Guinness World Record challenge.

Even if she wins, she won't be able to win, which makes Miura Yukiko feel extremely aggrieved, but if she leaves like this, she will also be extremely aggrieved...... It seems that no matter what, she didn't have the joy of recovering a game from under the snow today, except for being aggrieved or aggrieved.

So, let's end this farce as soon as possible!

The tennis ball is swung by the racket, and the trail is like an afterimage, straight towards the boundary line on the edge of the court, and Miura Yuiko has good technical skills, and can always control the landing point of the ball just right.

It's just that Xia Ran had already expected that he would take three steps and make two steps, so he moved over, and with a hard swing of the racket, he shaved the tennis ball back very beautifully!

“……！！”

Although it is not as exaggerated as the sonic ball, the strength is also very strong, and the speed is also very fast, Miura Yuiko almost didn't catch up with the whole person when she flew out, and she handed out the racket at the last moment, and she could hit the ball back.

Then, she glared at the boy opposite angrily and annoyed: "Do you want a quick solution?" It's a shame that this won't work, you're only going to be able to deplete your stamina faster......"

"You don't have to worry about this, Miura-san." Xia Ran smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he shaved out the tennis ball that was just back in front of him very beautifully!

"Shut up! What are the three! It's not Miura! The girl instinctively blurted out and retorted fiercely!

“……”

“……”

"Okay, what kind of classmate ......" Xia Ran was stunned for a moment, and then changed his words with a smile.

The scene suddenly became silent for a while, everyone had strange faces, even Hayama Hayato on the side seemed to be holding back a smile, and he could only turn his face away from Miura to see his expression, but his shoulders were constantly trembling.

"Hahahaha......"

I don't know who in the crowd was the first to let out a laugh, so the people around couldn't help it, as if they were infected, and the laughter echoed throughout the tennis court.

- The scene was filled with cheerful air.

"Give Me ——!! Death"

Miura Yukiko's expression became particularly terrifying, as if she was a demon, and she gritted her teeth gloomily and burst out with such a sentence.

However, the dream is beautiful, the reality is cruel, even if she is driven by anger and bursts out with powerful combat power, it can't stop the rhythm on the field from falling into someone's control.

Back and forth, after playing more than a dozen balls back and forth, Miura Yuiko suddenly discovered a shocking fact-

The other party was standing in the middle of the opposite field all the time, and he had to run back and forth in front and back and left and right as best he could......

Every ball you hit will return to the opponent's body, and the opponent can easily swing the racket back as long as he raises his arm, and every ball the opponent hits is extremely tricky.

He seems to have pinched the speed and angle, always hitting the tennis ball in a certain position, forcing himself to only catch up, and he has no time to exert any control over the ball other than swinging it back.

In addition, Xia Ran seems to be deliberately controlling the direction of rotation of the ball, for example, when Miura Yuiko is on the right, he will cut the ball to the far left. Because Miura Yuiko could only swing the ball back with a racket even if she caught up, and couldn't do more, the spinning force of the ball was still to the left, so it happened to be back in front of Xia Ran again.

“……”

“……”

The crowd around them gradually quieted down, and I don't know how many people widened their eyes, as if they had seen an incredible scene.

Some people don't know how to play tennis, so they also know that if they have strong enough control, when practicing against the wall, they can indeed accurately control the landing point of each ball that bounces back to their feet.

But that was against the wall, and now in front of their eyes, it seemed that some ruthless person was simply beating the person opposite as a wall.

After controlling the rhythm, the speed, strength, spin, and landing point of the tennis ball are completely planned, forcing the opponent to be able to catch it every time, return the ball according to a certain line, and then enter this kind of repetition of repetition.

And if you can't interrupt the repetition, you will be controlled to death by such a set...... One person can just stand in the middle and raise his arm to wave the racket, while the other has to run back and forth all over the field and be exhausted, and everyone knows what the outcome will be.

But......

This kind of thing is not to mention the actual operation, even if it is theoretical, they have not thought about it at all, is it really possible? What a great deal of control it takes, and how many things have to be calculated at the same time!

Many people suddenly began to doubt life, looked down at their own hands, wondered if they had lost a few hands, and wondered if their brains were not well developed......

Are geniuses so unreasonable? Although it's not like they haven't watched some talent shows and other shows, they have heard of a lot of god-like cows. What a magician who pulls an airplane weighing 189 tons and successfully completes a hunger strike for 44 days......

It seems that what is happening in front of them is more emotionally acceptable than these more intuitive maniacs who challenge the limits of the human body, but those things are always far away from them, and what is happening in front of them is the most real.

Well, wait, it seems that this one said something about "the strength of the interstellar player" or "the realm of the interstellar player" or something?

Also, I think I've heard the saying "interstellar players don't need eyesight" before...... Looking at this blindfolded performance again, many people suddenly realized that they seemed to understand something.

Maybe that's a skill that's been honed in this way?

Maybe you and others have found the right way to exercise, or maybe they can do something like this?

These people all had sparkling eyes, clenched their fists, and seemed to have made some decision secretly, and they looked at the calm figure on the field, hoping that one day they would be able to make such a show.

For many people, strength and weakness are only temporary, but handsomeness is a lifelong thing, and now that Xia Ran has shown them what it means to be handsome and strong, they can't refuse at all.

Well, no matter what, the unilateral suppression on the court continued, and Miura Yuiko was so tired that she even began to wonder if she was here to play tennis or run a marathon.

The minutes ticked by......

His body was getting heavier and heavier, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and his arms were so sore that he could shake them so much......

However, even though she ran slower and slower, and even no longer had the strength to say anything harsh, her unyielding character still refused to stop.

After a few more minutes, Miura Yuiko was already sweating profusely, her face was paler than under the snow, and she seemed to have exhausted all her physical strength in running back and forth.

The next moment, I saw another ball flying over, but this time it didn't seem to be the kind that hit a far corner and made her need to rush over to catch the ball, but threw it high and flew along a simple parabola......

Almost unable to think, she instinctively felt that she had finally seized her chance.

With her head tilted back and back, she raised her head and stared at the tennis ball in the sky, and then ...... Shaken by the sun......

She subconsciously closed her eyes, and felt her body lose balance, and a feeling of dizziness came to her brain, and she staggered back.

"Yukiko!"

Hayama on the side dropped his racket and rushed over as fast as he could, and at the last moment, only a muffled sound was heard, and the figures of the two disappeared into the dust.

“……”

“……”

The scene fell into a brief state of silence.

The tennis ball fell and bounced high, repeating this several times, but no one paid attention to it, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the two figures hugging each other on the ground, Miura shrank into Hayama's arms, shrunk up and grabbed Hayama's clothes.

Hayama breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled as if to comfort a child, and reached out to caress her head, making her face even redder.

After a few seconds of silence, the crowd around them cheered loudly and applauded like thunder.

"Hayama is so handsome!"

"Together! Together! ”

Immediately afterwards, they hugged each other, surrounded the two of them, cheered and threw them up without saying anything, and left in the direction of the school building. The others also rushed up in a swarm, cheering around Xia Ran, talking nonsense, and strongly asking him to sign by the way.

Just in time, the bell rang for the end of the lunch break, and it spread throughout the campus, and they all receded like a tidal wave, leaving only the empty tennis court and the people on the side of the ministry department.

It's really in a hurry, and it's a hurry to go, a group of people are inexplicable when they come, and they are equally confused when they go......

“……”

“……”

"Wait, wait, why is this leaving? What the hell are they doing, and what are they here for? ”

Although the scene just now was a situation deliberately created by Xia Ran, but seeing this development, he was also very speechless, holding a signature pen from unknown place in one hand and standing in place with a racket in the other.

What happened just now happened so fast that he couldn't even react...... Who is going to tell him what this rabble is here for?

"Who knows, I don't know much about the ......ecology of apes," Xue Xia said in a very cold and boring tone, "Then again, are they losing the game and winning their lives?" I always feel that we have become a foil in idol dramas. ”

Then, she looked at Xia Ran, who was calm and relaxed, and frowned slightly: "Also, how did you do that kind of thing just now?" ”

"Simple geometry......" Xia Ran looked sincerely perfunctory under the snow, and changed the topic by the way, "And the lunch break is over, aren't you going to change your clothes back with Yubihama?" ”

"It's the same...... the girl was reminded by him, and looked down, it was a little unnatural, "Wearing Yubihama-san's clothes, I always feel a little awkward." ”

"It's normal, Yubihama-san is the same, she's all out of breath...... Let's put an end to this cruel fate as soon as possible. Xia Ran said casually.

“……”

“……”

A few people around him just came up and retreated silently, and Yui Yui, one of them, covered her chest with her cheeks slightly red.

"Put a stop to a cruel fate? All right...... Since you ask for it. ”

Under the snow, whose body trembled slightly, she finally came back to her senses, but she looked at Xia Ran with a gentle smile that couldn't be dissolved, but the terrifying thing was that her eyes were not smiling at all-

"Death is a kind of rest in a sense."