Chapter 54: Confrontation

"It's over, I'm going to be late—"

The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs hit my eardrums. The girl in white shirt and black pants was holding a piece of bread in her mouth, dragging her backpack to change her shoes. She only had time to say "Sister Ling, I'm going out" before she rushed out the door.

"This child got up late again..."

When Sister Ling walked out of the kitchen with the warm milk, she only saw the open door. She sighed and caught a glimpse of the notebook on the table. The big words "Sister Ling's Rehabilitation Plan 2.0" were particularly eye-catching.

The early morning sun sank into the milky white morning mist. The streets were sparsely populated. The morning light stretched the girl's running figure into a long shadow. Her lungs were almost blown to pieces, and her heart was steaming like a boiling kettle.

"Wait, wait a minute..."

Catching a glimpse of the bus waiting at the school gate from afar, Feng Jian rushed over, grabbed the railing with one hand, and panted heavily, "Sorry, I'm late."

"Finally caught up, come on up first."

A sigh of relief came from the car.

"Kazama, those who are late have to treat themselves to ramen," Momoshiro's smiling voice permeated everything.

"There are still five minutes before the meeting time," Kazama breathed a sigh of relief. When she got on the bus, she found that the seats were already occupied in pairs, and there was only one seat left next to Tezuka who was sitting in the front row.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Yuan making an encouraging gesture towards her. Fengjian silently accused her, with the words "Didn't we agree to sit together?" clearly written in her eyes.

Yuan stuck out his tongue and smiled like a cat stealing some fish.

Kazama glanced at Gan who was sitting next to her, sighed silently in her heart, and sat down next to Tezuka resignedly. Worried that she would delay the other person's reading, she moved a little further outside.

The wheels crushed the first rays of morning sun as they drove towards Chiba Prefecture. Soon, the sound of snoring could be heard from the car. Kazama turned around and saw that everyone had fallen asleep, even Gen had fallen asleep against the window. Gan Zheng carefully moved her head over.

Um!

Fengjian was stunned at first, then he suddenly opened his eyes wide and grabbed the handrail. He thought he was seeing things. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. Yuan's head had moved from leaning against the glass window to leaning against Gan's shoulder.

She quickly looked away, as if she had witnessed something terrible, and she froze in her seat for a long time without coming to her senses.

"What's wrong?" a questioning voice came from the side.

"...Nothing," Kazama shook his head guiltily, secretly slandering himself in his heart: I can't tell President Tezuka that a member he trusts is about to fall in love.

Although after this training session, the third-year regular players will be leaving the tennis club.

She glanced at the book in his hand and changed the subject in time, "Um... what book is President Tezuka reading?"

"A Short History of Germany." Tezuka showed her the title of the book.

As expected of a top student in his grade, his favorite books were also different from others. Feng Jian glanced at the page his finger was on. "However, compared to the author's other book, this one focuses more on describing German classical culture. I remember his first book was more about the impact of World War II on Germany afterwards."

"You're right," Tezuka closed the book, then turned his gaze to her face and suddenly asked, "Has Kazama ever learned German before?"

Fengjian was stunned and secretly realized that she had just said too much. She still had the habit of reviewing books from her previous life. After all, her major in college was literature, and she had been sent to Germany for a few years because of her work location.

Meeting the other person's inquiring gaze, she scratched her head, "Well, I..."

"If you're not comfortable speaking, you don't have to," Tezuka adjusted his glasses. "If you like German, I have a lot of books I can recommend to you."

"Okay." Fengjian said as he walked down the stairs.

"There are quite a few in the school library. I'll take you there after the training camp is over."

Without waiting for her response, Tezuka turned his head to look out the window. Kazama breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, but did not notice that Tezuka's fingers on the title page were tapping lightly from time to time, as if counting his heartbeats.

Tokyo is neither far nor near from Chiba Prefecture. The bus took nearly two hours to get there. During this time, even Kazama couldn't resist the sleepiness and took a nap. However, when she woke up, everyone looked at her with a bit of strangeness and admiration.

Feng Jian was confused and was about to ask the source when other voices interrupted him.

"You're really slow, Tezuka."

Everyone turned around and saw the Ice Emperor and his men coming this way.

"It's Hyotei's people."

"The people from Rikkai University are here too," Gan adjusted his glasses, his peripheral vision catching a few khaki figures in the crowd. "Logically speaking, Tokyo should be closer to Chiba Prefecture than Kanagawa. The people from Rikkai University should have arrived an hour later than us."

"I forgot to remind you, Sadaharu," Yanagi suddenly said from the crowd, "Even though the national tournament is over, our Rikkai University data is constantly being updated. The old data is no longer valid."

"Really?" Gan smiled confidently. "If I'm not mistaken, you should have arrived in Chiba Prefecture last night."

"I'm sorry to tell you, that's not the case," Liu smiled with narrowed eyes, "What are you going to do now that you've lost the data support?"

It seems like a replica of the national competition.

"Senior Oshiro, I will definitely beat you this time," Momoshiro challenged Oshiro, "I will be the disgrace of the national tournament."

"I'm sorry, Momoshiro," Oshiro said helplessly, "This camp is for the younger generation of the tennis club, and I don't have a chance to play."

"Want to escape?"

Taocheng stared at him, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

Oshitari pushed up his glasses, paused in his movement to turn around, and turned back with a faint smile on his face, "Well, since you've said that, I can't help but make you beg for mercy."

Before the captains of both teams met, the silent smoke of war had already spread.

"Tezuka, I look forward to seeing you again on the field," Yukimura smiled slightly, "I never had the chance to play against you before, how is your elbow now?"

"It's just a minor injury, don't worry about it," Tezuka nodded slightly, "I'm available anytime."

"You still don't take your body seriously, huh?" Atobe raised his chin slightly. "Anyway, put the luggage down first, right, Kabiji?"

“Usu.”

"I heard that Shirako Town is a very famous tennis training center. I didn't expect that Atobe actually booked the entire place." Passing by the well-equipped training camp and court, everyone was amazed.

"Of course, do you think everyone lives in a remote place like you, Seigaku?" Xiang Hi showed a look of disgust, his steps bouncing up and down just like his tone. "Last time in Karuizawa, it was a nightmare for a lifetime."

"Yue Ren, it's not polite to say that." Oshitari walked aside with his hands in his pockets.

"Tsk~"

"Didn't you still lose to us in the final practice match?" Tao Cheng curled his lips. "What's the point if you can't show your true ability, right, Kaidou Snake?"

"Hiss, it's rare that we can agree on this."

"Taocheng, what are you whispering about!" Xiangri pointed at the two people who were whispering to each other.

"Nothing." Taocheng deliberately made a face at him, which made him so angry that he wanted to rush up and beat him up.

Fengjian secretly gave Taocheng a thumbs up. If she had used that tone, she would have beaten him up.

When he caught a glimpse of another figure from the corner of his eye, Feng Jian took a few quick steps to catch up and asked in a low voice: "President Tezuka, is your shoulder okay?"

Just now, when he was carrying something, his movements seemed to have stopped for a few seconds. "Do you need my help?"

"It's okay." His voice was calm.

When Yuan passed by them, he did not forget to wink at Fengjian, and then continued to follow Gan's footsteps.

"By the way, how's the result of the medical examination on President Tezuka's hand injury?" Kazama tightened his grip on the shoulder strap. After all, his entire arm was as red as a branding iron on the day of the competition.

"It's just a minor inflammation, just apply some medicine and it will be fine," Tezuka said calmly, with a slight smile on the corners of his lips, "Don't worry."

"I've been looking up new dietary rehabilitation plans these days, and I've also found a fresh produce market near Chiba Prefecture. It's only 1.2 kilometers from Shirako Town..." Kazama counted off the items on his fingers, "Let's go check it out after training."

Tezuka listened to her quietly and nodded, "Okay."

The two of them were talking to themselves, and when they realized it, everyone had already left them a long distance behind.

Gen was standing at the door of the room waving at her while Kazama said goodbye to Tezuka, but before she could run over, Yukimura's voice came from not far away.

"Speaking of Fengjian, are you still afraid of the dark when you sleep at night?"

"……ah"

Fengjian stopped and his mind froze for a moment.

"I remember when we were in kindergarten, you would come over and pull me and Genichirō to sleep together whenever you were afraid of the dark."

The boy's bright laughter came straight through, and the originally crowded and noisy corridor seemed to be paused. Even the sound of leaves falling outside the window could be heard clearly, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at her.

Kazama petrification scene:

!!!

Yuan widened his eyes and looked at her, murmuring in disbelief, "No way..."

Momoshiro swallowed, "So Kazama, Yukimura and Sanada have such a close relationship..."

Fuji held up his chin with one hand, his smiling eyes moving between Kazama and Tezuka.

Hiashi, Oshitari and others stared at her with a look of astonishment on their faces.

"Yukimura," Sanada pulled the brim of his hat, his tone mixed with a hint of helplessness, "that was when I was very young."

Sanada's words undoubtedly pushed the credibility of the whole thing to the peak. After all, their Rikkai University Minister Yukimura might joke, but the Deputy Minister would never do that.

Yagyu pushed up his reflective lenses.

"puri."

Kirihara's jaw almost dropped to the ground. "You must be kidding! Minister Yukimura and... Vice Minister Sanada, are they such people?"

Gan adjusted his glasses, looked at Liu at the same time, and his pen started moving before his brain.

"The probability that Kazama, the three captains, and Sanada are involved in a relationship dispute is 95%."

"The emotional density between Kazama, Seiichi, and Genichirō is 99.9%."

"If you're scared, you can come to us," Yukimura smiled, and his eyes became brighter when he looked at Atobe. "I think Atobe-kun wouldn't mind adding an extra bed in the room."

Everyone in Hyotei's eyes fell on Atobe. The young man with gray-purple hair lifted his hair from his forehead, glanced at the petrified girl with a faint look, and snorted.

"There are plenty of triple rooms here, right, kabaji."

“Usu.”

Oshitari almost twisted his foot, and the others were dumbfounded.

Kazama: ""

On the day of the training camp, Kazama became the girl that Shirako-machi absolutely could not mess with. After all, standing behind her were the two most untouchable people in Rikkai University. One of them could make you cry without making a sound, and the other's iron-fisted punishment was really unbearable.