Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 55
Thinking of Qingxue's women's tennis, Liu Ji glanced at Yagyu and Sanada indiscriminately. According to the data provided by Kane, Sanada's younger sister, Sanada Kuna, no, it was Fujiwara Kuna and Yanagi's younger sister Yagyu Yumiko. He has never played a game, not even practiced in school from time to time, in other words, he has never played off the field.

This made him wonder, since he doesn't play tennis, why join the tennis club?Why did Yagyu travel all the way from Kanagawa to Tokyo to study?And judging from the data, the six girls who were with Fujiwara and the others are also worthy of his attention. Not because of anything else, but because they, like Fujiwara and Yagyu, never play off the court, they joined the tennis club. If you don't play, it doesn't make sense.

The data shows that they only do basic training every day, do they not want to play or not?Liu Dao took a pen and tapped on the notebook lightly, really he can't play ball or...hidden too deeply?If it is really not possible, then it is justified, if it is the latter... what is the reason for them to do this?
It's been two full years, not only him, but even Gan Qian couldn't get their specific information, so he stopped tapping his notebook, Liu looked at the Qingxue people on the opposite platform, his eyelashes trembled slightly, what should I do?He became more and more interested in Qingxue's women's tennis.

"Meow~ Fuji, you seem to be in a good mood today, meow." Kikumaru jumped onto Fuji's body, blinking the dark sapphire blue cat pupils, "Is there something delicious, meow?"

"Yeah." Bu Er still had that elegant and windy smile, panicking without changing his expression, "There will be a lot of delicious food in a while."

"Really? Meow, that's great."

"Ah, Eiji is down, don't hang on Fuji's body, otherwise he won't grow taller, and later we have to give advice to the younger generation, don't tire him, it's hard for him to give advice to the younger generation, You have to know that the growth of the next junior is very important..."

"What a pity, what a pity, see you next week." Said the mantra Kikumaru with a regretful face, and then climbed off Fuji.

Bu Er still kept the movement of turning the racket, and his curved eyebrows remained unchanged like crescent moons, but in that elegant and windy smile, there seemed to be... something more.

Noticing that the person on this side glanced at the three of them thoughtfully, his eyes couldn't help but be more pensive.

In Li Haida's camp, Yukimura embraced his hands, with an eternal soft smile on his delicate and delicate face, just like a white and flawless lily, shallow, faint, ethereal and real, illusory and quiet.

The kite-purple eyes are looking directly at Budu on the opposite platform, the deep whirlpool is quietly swirling in the silent ancient pool, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and the elegant lily is blooming behind him, Qingxue's Budu seems to be interesting He kept the matter from them, although it had nothing to do with Li Haida, but...he really wanted to know, what should he do?
Thinking about it, his eyes slowly fell on Liu who was standing on the left.Liu, who was memorizing something, suddenly felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, causing him to shiver suddenly, so he turned his head to look for the source of the chill, and happened to meet Yukimura's gaze, seeing his elegant When he smiled like a lily, the chill on his body became even worse. Sure enough, nothing can escape Yukimura~
There was no response to Yukimura's probing gaze, but he just looked at the yellow-green ball being hit around on the court, and his thoughts followed the ball farther and farther...
Bang!
Whoa!

The ball slammed heavily on the plastic court, and then bounced on the guard net. It protruded out of the guard net with a crackling sound. The ball rustled and swirled there, and green smoke continued to rise from the junction of the net. , making a hissing sound, and on the dark green ground, a black ball print was still smoking there, and the wind blew, and it drifted around.

"...Uh..." Riyo Sakuma's eyes widened, looking at the figure on the opposite side who was maintaining the serving posture, his purple pupils trembled uncontrollably, his lips parted slightly, his throat rolled, but he found The vocal cords are hoarse and unable to speak.

The weather in February is extremely cold, it seems that even the air is going to be frozen, the cold wind is bleak, the branches and leaves are swaying, the sound of the sparse waves is still ringing, the dead leaves are falling down, and the swaying figure draws a line in the air It made a light brown arc, then faded and disappeared... It fell to the ground with a slight rustling sound.

Bang~
The blue racket fell from Sang Yu Mai's hand to the ground, inadvertently crushing a few dead leaves at the end of winter, shrinking into extremely round royal blue eyes that have not recovered until now.

Under the square lens, Kuna Fujiwara's orange-purple eyes tightened tightly, and the deep vortex gradually floated into the pupils that had been silent for many years, sweeping the shock brought about by this game.

Yumiko Yagyu looked at the people in the field, her pupils shrank slightly, and she opened her mouth to say something, but found that her lips were trembling to the point where she couldn't speak.

The Aihara twins' eyes widened, their lips parted slightly, and they looked at the thin figure in a daze and shock, their hearts missed a beat, and they seemed to have completely forgotten even to breathe.

Risa Goto was sitting on a high chair, her blue pupils hidden under the lenses were trembling uncontrollably, fine beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead, her hands couldn't help but grasped the armrests on both sides, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Mieko Arai stared blankly at the tennis ball and the protruding wire on the isolation net, her hand holding the racket tightened, she opened her mouth, and looked at the person standing on the court in disbelief.

His eyes widened, and the orange pupils reflected the person wearing the King of Spades logo. Yuki Kitajima's brain paused for a moment, and the incredible scene was still lingering in his mind.

wow——

The wind blows, passing over their fluttering hairs, leaving a slightly invisible arc, and the constantly flying dead leaves slide down traces in the invisible air, and then the light brown arc forms, disappears, and forms ,disappear····
The fluttering clothes fluttered in the cold wind, making a crackling sound, mixed with the sound of falling leaves, like waves crashing.

Looking down at the opponent lying on the plastic floor, Sakura's indifferent voice slowly slipped out of her mouth, and her tone was cold, "A tiger is a tiger after all, and it will never become a docile cat, even in a deep sleep. , that sharp claw is still strong enough to tear you apart."

wow——

The wind is still blowing.

Tennis balls, rackets, trees, cold wind, dead leaves, the figure isolated on the court seems to have aged for hundreds of years, and what has quieted down is the imperial arrogance that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Everyone trembling pupils, reflecting the white figure, was shocked.In just 3 minutes, they defeated Riyo Sakuma. Although their skills have already made a qualitative leap, they dare not say that they can achieve this level, but Sakuraichi is so powerful.

Looking at the people on the opposite side of the court, Riyo Sakuma's eyes widened, invisible pressure filled his heart instantly, beads of sweat slowly rolled down his cheeks, his trembling lips parted, but he couldn't speak at all.Then he fell to the ground with a bang.

Glancing at Sakuma Ridai and others who were lying on the ground exhausted, Sakuraichi narrowed his pupils slightly, "Throw them out."

"Ah? Uh." Yuki Kitajima, who was the first to come back to his senses, and the two freshmen who had been staying in the stadium, heard Sakuraichi's words, and walked towards the main election.

"what--"

Suddenly, Akasaka Nanae, who was lying on the opposite court, screamed suddenly, then hugged her head, bounced off the ground and ran out of the court.Seeing this, several other people also struggled to get up from the ground, and left the court with Sakuma Riyo on one side and one on the other. The speed seemed to be chased by ghosts behind them.Obviously, they were afraid of Yingyi and the others.

Withdrawing his gaze from them, Sakuraichi turned his head and looked at the rest of the team members. They had spontaneously stood in a row after Sakuma Riku left, and Sakuraichi closed her eyelids. , said indifferently: "From today, I will be your minister, do you have any objections?"

Fujiwara Kuna and the eight didn't speak, they never had any objection to what Sakuraichi said, and they also knew that what Sakuraichi said was for the two first graders.

"No...no."

Aizawa Tomosa and Aoki Sawako waved their hands in unison. They are not fools. After watching nine games, especially Sakuraichi's, they still have opinions, but they are just a little uneasy and apprehensive.

After glancing at them, Yingyi turned her head, "Everyone is here?"

"Well, how is it possible." Goto Risa curled her hair, and smiled amiably and gracefully on her face, "There are 21 members in the women's net club, excluding the nine candidates who just left, there are also two first-year club members Didn't come, one is coach Ryuzaki's granddaughter Ryuzaki Sakurano, and the other is Genji Saina, the vice-director of the music club. Ryuzaki Sakurano has been on leave and is going to be a volunteer at the men's tennis dormitory, and Genji Saina is not No leave of absence."

"Fire Genji," Sakuraichi said indifferently, glanced at Aizawa and Aoki, raised his eyebrows slightly, and met her eyes, the two of Aizawa's hairs suddenly stood up, and Sakuraichi continued to speak: " Now that I'm the minister, it's up to me to rewrite the rules."

(End of this chapter)