On the tennis court at noon.

"Xiaoqi, it's your turn to feed the ball to Xiaocai!" Yuigahama started to complain of being tired, and she said with a smile.

"Ah, then I'll do it."

Hikigaya took the tennis ball.

At this time, laughter came from a distance. It was a large group led by Hayato Hayama and Yumiko Miura. They were a real group in Class F of Year 2.

By the way, Yuigahama also belonged to this group.

"Wow, someone is playing tennis!" Miura said excitedly. She was a member of the women's tennis club in junior high school and participated in the county-level competition.

They walked over here.

On the way, Miura glanced at Yuigahama and ignored her. She crossed her arms and asked Totsuka like a proud queen: "Totsuka, can we play here too?"

"Miura, I'm practicing... not playing..." Totsuka said weakly.

"Hey, what are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly." The sharp and strong voice of the queen came.

I won't describe the same things as the original.

Next, Hikigaya helped Totsuka talk, and Hayama came out to smooth things over. Then Hikigaya and Hayama started a sniper fight at the middle gate.

Hikigaya praised Hayama.

The general meaning was that you have such a good personality and are so popular, but you still bring a group of people to compete with me, a dark man with nothing, for the venue. Don't you feel ashamed?

Hikigaya started to self-destruct.

Finally, Hayama suggested a men's and women's doubles match that was not held by the tennis club.

"The winner can use the court during lunch break and practice with Totsuka. After all, being able to practice with someone with better skills will help Totsuka grow faster. Isn't that right?"

Ah, Hayama, your idea and logic are too perfect. Do your family members know that you are such a genius?

Hikigaya nodded cautiously.

The news spread quickly, and at this moment, many people gathered outside the tennis court to watch the excitement.

"It's not good, Hachiman, we don't seem to have any girls who can play tennis here, and who will help you, a lonely man?" Zaimokuza said.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

"If I were a girl..." Totsuka lowered his head.

Yes, why isn't Angel Ayaka a girl? He's so cute.

If it's a girl, then I...

No, no, is this the time to think about this?

Hikigaya shook his head.

"I... I'll go on the court with you..." Yuigahama said in a low voice, as if she had experienced a great ideological struggle.

It was said before that Yuigahama belongs to the live-action group on Miura's side, and she maintains a good relationship with Miura and others.

If she goes on the court, it means that she will confront the Miura group.

"Ah?" Hikigaya was stunned, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"I said, I want to go on the court too." Yuigahama shouted loudly.

"Yuigahama, are you stupid? You don't have to go on stage."

"I'm not stupid! After all, I have joined the Servant Club..." Yuigahama retorted.

"Stupid, forget it. And, Miura is glaring at me." Hikigaya kindly reminded.

"Oh, no! Really?" Yuigahama's expression suddenly twisted.

"Yui, you are against me if you help Hikigura. I don't mind, but is it really okay for you to do this?" Miura crossed his arms and said expressionlessly.

The queen's strong words oppressed Yuigahama.

Yuigahama lowered her eyes nervously and trembled slightly, but she still mustered up the courage to look directly at Miura.

"Yumiko... I, I don't mean that... It's just that club activities are also very important to me!"

"Humph!" Miura's expression was indifferent and arrogant, and nothing could be seen from her expression.

But as Miura herself said, she didn't mind these. She was even a little relieved for Yuigahama's outspoken attitude.

It was similar to the feeling that the child I raised had finally grown up.

However, the people present did not know what Miura was really thinking.

They only knew that there was a big battle about to break out.

The two girls on the court changed into their sportswear and started the game!

This men's and women's doubles match was very intense.

Because Hikigaya had been serving against the wall for a long time, he had developed a set of precise receiving and serving skills, and Yuigahama actually did not know tennis, so Miura and Hayama set their sights on Yuigahama.

"Ah..." Yuigahama fell to the ground.

"Are you okay..."

"Sorry, I think I sprained my foot. If I lose the game, Xiaocai will be very troubled." Yuigahama whispered, tears streaming down her face.

Miura saw Yuigahama injured, and a trace of worry flashed across his face.

She did not do anything extra, because HikigayaHikigaya was comforting Yuigahama.

"It's okay, Yuigahama, it's up to me next, I'm going to show my real skills!" Hikigaya said confidently.

"Xiaoqi, what is the real skill?" Yuigahama wiped her tears.

Hikigaya did not answer, but dropped the tennis racket and faced Miura.

He slowly knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and looked gloomy.

Yes, it's almost time to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Anyway, I have always been alone.

Doing this will not hurt others.

For the little angel Ayaka!

And to live up to...

Yuigahama's expectations.

Humph, let you see how serious I am, Hikigaya!

As long as I kneel down and beg for mercy, you will be embarrassed to snatch this venue from me because of your face.

This is, the ninja way of me, Hikigaya!

(I have to go to work, so I can only say that I will try to update every two days. Now that I have written this story, I have to finish it completely. Ahem, I feel guilty.)

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