Before passing the open-air tennis court under the viaduct, Awabara was chatting with Fujii.

"Anything to do over the weekend?"

"Weekend?"

"We don't have classes scheduled for the weekends. Do you have anything else? Going out with friends? ”

"Nope." The girl's extra question made Awahara a little helpless.

It's not that she doesn't know him, except for club activities, he usually doesn't go out for rest, and every time he goes out, he accompanies her to go shopping.

"Then it's decided, you can go out with me."

"It's not going to be shopping, is it?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

Awahara just wanted to say, "Except for shopping, I can do the rest." ”

I heard a miserable howl from the tennis court passing by: "Stop fighting, we admit defeat!" ”

He stopped the car and looked over.

I saw two students who looked like junior high school students kneeling on the ground, crying loudly, saying that they would never play tennis again.

And the object of their crying are two foreigners with curly hair, very dark skin, and they don't look very old.

"You said you were going to play, how can you end it without permission?" One of them gave a mocking smile and waved the racket in his hand.

Then, a junior high school student passerby A let out a scream, clutching his abdomen and screaming.

At the same time, a junior high school student who runs away when he sees that the situation is wrong, is hit in the leg by a tennis ball played by another foreigner, and falls to the ground, wailing and screaming.

"We said before the game that we don't want to play. But you just want to fight, and now you have inspired our fighting spirit, and tell me that you don't want to fight? Are the two of us North African bullfights that can be provoked at will, eh? ”

Awabara sighed in his heart, it turns out that the law that the whole world is talking neon actually still exists.

If it weren't for these two foreigners speaking neon language, Fujii probably wouldn't have understood it.

Straight to the point.

This is actually a drama that pretends to be forced but is grassed.

Throughout the plot of King of the Net, there are many self-righteous tennis players who like to play tennis on the street to guide the country, so as to obtain the so-called sense of achievement.

The two on the field probably want to do this.

As a result, I didn't think I had bad luck and ran into hard stubble.

"I, we admit defeat, please let us go!"

"No, the game won't be over until it pleases us."

Seeing the two foreigners cross the court and walk over to step on people, Awabara noticed the ring on the middle finger of their left hand.

Is it the logo of an organization?

I didn't see any entries above their heads!

When he thought like this, Fujii next to him pulled his clothes and motioned with his eyes: Do you want to help?

Su Yuan shook his head: "Everyone has to pay for their own choices and pay for their wrong actions. ”

"But they're begging us." Fujii pointed to the court.

Awabara also saw it. The two men were beckoning to them for help.

"They did it to pull us into the water so that they could attract fire." He said.

"But I can beat both of them with one."

"Can I still fight ten? Am I proud? Awabara gave Fujii a blank look.

At this time, the foreigners on the field also noticed the two.

"Oh? Is it a passerby? Seeing someone appear, the shorter foreigner did not seem to be very afraid, and raised his foot to step on it, causing the passer-by under his feet to wail again.

"Or do you two want to be heroes?" He spoke defiantly.

"No, pure passers-by, you are free." Awahara made a 'please' gesture, indicating that he came over to eat melons. Let the two foreigners sneer and show disdain, and the two unlucky ones looked at themselves and Fujii with resentful eyes.

"Gone." Awabara turned around and pulled Fujii away. However, in the next moment, after hearing the aftermath of the conversation between the two foreigners in English, he stopped and decided to change his mind.

"Apologize to us right now, before I decided to step on the pitch." His voice was not loud, but the hidden power made Fujii's eyelids jump fiercely.

"What's wrong?" She asked in a whisper. At the same time, I am secretly glad that my waist is good, otherwise I can't bear this kind of rapid change before and after.

"The two of them just used a very insulting word on us."

"What did you say?"

“Chink！”

"What do you mean?"

"The two of them are sarcastic about our small eyes." At this time, Awabara was a little annoyed.

Before crossing, when he encountered this kind of thing, he could only be a troll, catching a certain courtyard and spraying to death, but the damage caused was insignificant, and even the opponent's armor could not penetrate it.

There is no way, everyone is a civilized person, and we must pay attention to harmony.

But now, can you bear this kind of thing?

I'm sorry, he can't bear it!

The reason why the original body is in the way of the sword is so that the fool can talk to him well.

Besides, he's a traverser!

It's still the kind that hangs up!

If you don't even let go of a fart when you encounter this kind of thing, it's a shame for all the traversers!

"Kill them!" Fujii's reaction was not small.

When she turned around, she actually heard the two foreigners talking. However, I couldn't understand English, so I had to pretend that I didn't hear it. Now listening to Awahara's talk, and seeing his mask-like and half-expressionless face, my heart rises: "When did you become so good at English?" The question was immediately suppressed by her, and she turned to a fierce expression. It's just that this face is too delicate, but it looks a little cute.

However, this threat had no effect, and the two foreigners had no intention of apologizing at all, as if to say, "I don't have to apologize to you for this little thing." ”

Seeing this, Su Yuan smiled coldly and immediately retorted: "It seems that only by asking me to invite you to eat watermelon and fried chicken can you two open your mouths." ”

Isn't it racial discrimination and mutual harm?

You will, and so will I.

If you say we are small-eyed, then I will say that you are lazy, careless, and slaves who are enslaved.

Seriously, Fujii didn't understand this.

But as soon as these words came out, she saw a foreigner come over with a racket and hit a tennis ball.

Duang's voice was embedded in the fence.

Do tennis players work so hard?

I've seen this situation twice in two days.

She thought depressedly in her heart, and heard another foreigner speak coldly: "In a fight, if you win, I will apologize to you, otherwise I will apologize to us." ”

"You'd better both do what you say." Awabara was about to play, but Fujii stopped him and asked with a depressed face, "Why do you compete with tennis?" And not kendo? ”

These words made Su Yuan a little confused.

yes, why use tennis instead of kendo?

"Does it matter?" He had no choice but to ask.

"Using what you are not good at to deal with what others are good at, isn't this just using your own shortcomings to attack what others are good at?" Fujii taught, "From the point of view of the art of war, this is unwise. ”

"Then you want me to bear with it? Endure a calm sea, retreat a sea and a wide sky? "Awahara's anger rose inexplicably.

Why did he back down? Can you gain the favor of the other party by giving in? No, backing down will only make people think that you are a bad breed, and it will only make your mind incomprehensible.

And tennis. Why can't he beat the other with a tennis ball? Is it hard to play tennis? He's a man who can drive an E at will, so he's afraid of just two gringos?

As the saying goes, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but is this a gentleman's business?

He has decided that if he doesn't beat these two gringos, this game will not be over.

He wants them to never say that word again for the rest of their lives.