The sunset on the horizon is like fire, and there are twists and turns and deep alleys beside him, and the footsteps are slightly wrong, Sakura no turned into the intricate lanes, and against the falling glow, he walked to the abandoned stadium where he had met Long Ya.

Lifting the racket, Sakurano ran, running wildly on the empty court, against the light, against the wind, the racket in her hand was waving, and every part of her body was yelling at her.

The scene of Tezuka's fall flashed in front of me, and everyone's eyes lit up by blood and perseverance and the roar containing courage and love flashed......

is a different person from the memory, but with such a similar determination and enthusiasm for the things to protect, it makes her heart palpitate for a long time.

"Bang!"

Finally stopped, she shook her hand and threw the ball that was hot, jumped, swung the racket, and in that moment, released!

The footsteps didn't stop, the movements didn't stop, she didn't think about anything, just running, waving the racket, the empty piece of the sky, the shocking ball, finally drove her to let go and play, and picked up the racket that she didn't want to touch for more than a thousand days and nights......

Sakurano looked down at her left hand, which had begun to tremble under excessive force, and the familiar pain finally began to recover, she frowned, not enough, not enough......

As if enchanted, she began to take the handle with her other hand, which she hadn't touched for a long time.

At that moment, at the moment when I touched the shot, I ...... from the bottom of my heart It's boiling!

The expression seemed to be quiet for a moment, Sakura, whose eyes were a little hollow, slowly lifted the beat, stared at the mottled wall not far away, took a deep breath, and at the moment when her breathing stopped, she moved, she waved the beat, and changed in an instant......

Moments, still.

Swinging the slap vigorously, Sakura Nai kept running and swinging in the field, thinking about nothing, thinking about nothing, she only had this wall in her eyes, only this piece of sky.

Sweating, crying, she fell to her knees, gasping, tears flashing in her eyes, but she smiled so brightly... Hearty!

Finally, all the expressions on her face gradually fell, and the laughter and tears were put away, and only a drop of light splashed on, reflecting the deep and heavy thoughts in her eyes.

The night has risen, farewell to the sunset. She got up from the ground where she had been kneeling for a long time, took the picture, looked back at the place she hadn't been so eager to be in a long time, smiled, and turned away.

A figure slowly walked out of the dim corner of the street, a figure that had been there for a long, long time.

Ami Hirota never thought that it was just an unintentional accident that would allow her to encounter such a shocking scene.

She opened her eyes wide in astonishment, and walked step by step to the wall that Sakurano had hit again and again, and stretched out her hand in disbelief, only to retract it like an electric shock at the same moment.

But it was too late, she could only stand like that, and watch as the mottled wall fell to the ground with visible tremors......

What kind of strength, what kind of mood, what kind of ...... Character, she lowered her eyes in the dust of a place, and vaguely felt how heavy the glory was.

Behind the broken wall, a bend of moonlight sprinkled down.

She turned around and looked in the direction Sakurano had left, for a long time, unable to speak.

"Have you really decided? Have you thought about it? ”

Ryuzaki, who had just returned home, heard Sakurano

was a little surprised that she had made a decision so quickly, and her expression unconsciously became serious, "Are you ready?" Sakurano. "Hmm. I've been treating these days and I'm practicing on my own. ”

With a bow, Sakurano smiled with a determined look in her eyes.

"I'm going to participate, I'm ready."

"Well, that's good."

Before Ryuzaki could come back to his senses, he heard Sakurano's voice sound again, "Also, Grandma, I have someone I want to visit." ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The low chime was long, echoing in the emptiness.

Minamijiro leaned on the hammer with one foot on the bell, and the other foot was very comfortable on the pavilion pillar, holding the magazine in his hand and looking at it intently, his keen senses catching the movement, he looked at it casually, his pupils slightly froze for a moment while touching the petite figure.

"Long time no see. I took the liberty of bothering,"

Sakurano walked slowly, and finally stopped at the edge of the pavilion, she raised her head slightly, looking at the tall figure that almost coincided with the light and shadow in her dream recently, and smiled softly, "Uncle Nanjiro." ”

"Girl, are you so sure I can recognize you?"

With his eyes gone, Minamijiro stood up from the pavilion and looked down at the smiling little girl condescendingly, "When I was the first time you were there, you weren't as long as my legs!" ”

"They all said,"

Sakurano took a step back, avoiding Minamijiro, who suddenly jumped down, and looked into the distance.

"I look a lot like her."

"Huh! She's so much more arrogant than you! ”

Picking up the racket leaning against the wall, Minamijiro smiled and took the lead towards the court in the courtyard, "Since you think of me, then how to hold the racket should also remember." Are you interested in playing a few balls with me? ”

"Very, willingly."

Subconsciously grasping the bag strap on her shoulder, Sakura's eyes lit up for a moment, but it flashed complicated, she followed, and her hanging hand was trembling.

Suppressing the trembling of excitement, the dark light under her eyes couldn't help but flicker, and Sakura, whose expression had gradually changed, raised her hands, gently held the racket in her hand, and slowly bent down, looking respectful.

The pure smile at the corner of her lips faded, as if she had changed into a person, and at the moment when she was under the sun's gaze, she actually had a kind of holiness and elegance.

Minamijiro, who was standing lazily on the other side, saw her movements, and his body couldn't help but straighten up, and through the light, through that body, he seemed to see the person who hadn't appeared in a long, long time.

She is still in the place where she shines the most, radiating the most amazing light. In the blink of an eye, it's been so long.

For a moment of silence, Sakura, whose eyes were mysterious, had already held the racket with her right hand, swept sharply, the scene had opened, and the ball was blowing.

Mind-blowing stunts, dazzling speed, patience and skill.

Surfing the net, retreating, jumping, volleying, Sakura is running, chasing, jumping, long hair like a waterfall, smiling like a flower.

At the moment, she was extremely happy and very happy. The body trembled with excitement, time passed, physical energy, strength, squandered without limits.

Those feelings that are integrated into the bone marrow are really emerging, as if they can no longer be suppressed, how long has she not been like now, without scruples and willful......

Laughing for a moment, Sakurano looked at the person who was as powerful and calm as a mountain on the other side, laughing, recklessly shooting horizontally, recklessly with speed, with attacking, with all the power to vent fiercely, the duel between the strong is really commendable.

"Bang!"

Watching the batting ball kick up misty dust on the opposite side, Sakurano's eyes were hazy, and it wasn't enough! Not enough!

Swing harder, more amazing talent and pressure flash, and the wind roars with a fierce momentum. Compel! A shock that goes straight to the heart!

Inadequate! Be stronger! Be stronger!

The body is announcing like this, and there is a crazy impulse in the bottom of my heart, shouting!

In breaking through all the shackles of sanity! She gradually laughed a little confused, as if there was a beast roaring in her body, impacting the last resistance, as if, in that long-met presumptuousness, something was about to break through the ground.

"Girl!"

A low roar, calm and intimidating, a violent thud exploded in Sakurano's ears, sharp pain spread from her eardrums, wrists, and soles of her feet to her whole body, and her eyes gradually cleared in the wake of the start, and the soft buzzing in her ears seemed as long and floating as if everything had passed a century.

Sakurano looked at the pitted ground beneath her feet with some confusion, and the surrounding area was filled with debris and chaos as if after the flames of war, raising a misty dust.

Sakurano understood what was going on, she hurriedly looked at the other side, and finally faintly saw the figure that gradually appeared in the dust, and couldn't help but fall to her knees with a bleak smile, just for a moment, tears were already raining down.

The blood-colored scenes that had flashed in the light and shadow in the dream passed in front of me, with a shocking hideousness, sweat and tears mixed and flowed down the cheeks, and the ground under her was gradually wet, Sakura was silently drooping her head and weeping, and her eyes were a little blank when she fell into the memory.

After a long time, she was finally comfortably embraced into her arms, and she was recklessly vented her suppressed pain against a wide chest that was sufficiently calming.

The disgraced two people finally returned to the main room in the courtyard, took a shower under Lunzi's surprised gaze, and sat down at the table again.

"Uncle."

Quickly adjusting her mood, Sakurano sat upright, a gentle and harmless smile on her face.

"Sorry for breaking your pitch."

"Hah!"

Waving his hand, Minamijiro looked at Sakurano's face with a retrospective look and said meaningfully, "Looking at it this way, you really look like her." ”

Neither of them spoke of the presumptuous gaffe that bordered on a howl of despair, as if it were really just a joke and harmless.

"Sakurano, when did you come back?"

Lunzi served a delicate snack, looked lovingly at Sakurano, who was smiling with pity, and spoke gently.

"I came back three years ago, Aunt Lunzi."

"Ah, yes. Time flies so fast, when I first met you, you were a little older, delicate like a doll. ”

Lunzi put down the snack, and her smile was full of love.

"But you're getting more and more beautiful as you get older, if only I had a daughter like you."

"Alright, let's talk."

Lunzi got up and walked to the kitchen.

"I won't bother."

"I thought I'd see you again, but I didn't expect it to be so long,"

Minamijiro lazily leaned, yawned with drooping eyelids, dragged out a carved wooden box from under the table, and held it to Sakurano, "Na, this is what she asked me to give you a long time ago, wait until you think it's appropriate to open it." ”

Looking at the wooden box in front of him that was obviously covered with a layer of ash from the bottom of the box, Sakura's eyes lit up slightly, and she took it with trembling hands, smiling a little worriedly.

"Although I don't think about everything, I think everything that should come will come, and I don't want to run away anymore."

Holding the box and getting up, Sakurano bowed slightly and said goodbye to Minamijiro, who seemed to be careless.

"Thank you for that long-met battle, Uncle Minamijiro, and I beg you, for her, to keep an eye on me."

Following the resolute figure and leaving, Nanjiro sighed lightly and looked at the clear corner of the sky, after all, it was her child, after all, it would be full of light.

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