call out--
A murderous gaze stabbed at the person who was speaking like a knife.
It's Atobe Kagemitsu.
His eyes were full of murderous intent.
"I'm not in a good mood now. No, I'm even worse. Fuji, you'd better shut up."
otherwise,
Jingguang put his index finger and middle finger together, raised his fingertips high and was picking up the silver needle that was still shining with blood!
"Also, I haven't seen Fuji Yuta for a long time. Why don't we talk to him about the story of the grass in the corner of the park when we have the chance?"
"......"
Fuji opened his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of ice-blue light.
Then shut up nicely,
Raise your hands slightly and take a half step back to show weakness.
"Okay, Keimitsu. Sorry, Atobe."
The chestnut-haired boy smiled faintly and spoke, looking calm and composed.
If you don't look at the words he said to admit his mistake.
Tezuka Kunimitsu's mouth twitched slightly: "......"
Bu Er, why do you have to do this?
Atobe Keigo snorted coldly and turned his head to look away: "..." You deserve it.
Kikumaru Eiji, who came over to join in the fun, took three steps back: "......" How scary!
The one who even Fuji is "afraid of" must be a super scary devil!
Oshitari Yuushi: “…” I’d better shut up and not add fuel to the fire. Jingguang looks like he’s in a really bad mood.
Jingguang: “Huh.”
In just one minute, Jingguang quickly packed up the silver needles and left the court with his racket.
The other side is...
What a coincidence,
Fuji Shusuke!
Atobe Kagemitsu looked at Fuji who was smiling and holding Kawamura Takashi's blood-stained racket, then lowered his eyes calmly, stood at the baseline, and prepared to serve.
One of them was smiling, while the other had a cold expression. It was like the collision between the mild spring and the bleak late autumn!
As for why it is not a cold winter,
Taocheng student said:
Emmm,
Compared to Minister Tezuka's "iceberg", that little bit of coolness is nothing, not even as good as an air conditioner.
......
"Ah, why did this kid fall asleep again?"
Seeing that Ji Lang, who had just run over with a worried look on his face, had fallen asleep leaning against Feng in the blink of an eye,
The well-behaved baby Feng was very serious about being a human-shaped pillow.
Meito walked up to Jiro and grabbed his collar, shaking him: "Hey, Jiro, Jingguang is going to compete, why don't you wake up?"
"Huh? Jingguang wants to compete?!"
It's like a switch was triggered.
Akutagawa Jiro somersaulted and instantly jumped up, "Great, great, I can see Jingguang's special moves, and there are new moves too! I'm really looking forward to it!"
(✧◡✧)!
Akutagawa Jiro: (•_•)?
Haven’t started playing yet?
Oshitari Yuushi on the side gritted his teeth and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Huh? How do you know Jingguang has a new move?"
Akutagawa Jiro's eyes moved slightly under his half-closed eyelids.
Then he turned his head with a natural look on his face and grinned at Oshitari: "Of course I pestered him to find out ~ But he still didn't agree to call me."
εu003d(´ο｀*)))Alas
Ji Lang sighed in disappointment, and then stood up again.
He looked at the field with great interest, his eyes fixed on it: "But he promised me that he might use it in the official competition this time, so I should watch it carefully."
Yuushi Oshitari: “…” What are you showing off, you curly-haired sleepyhead!
besides,
Are you sure that's not a carrot dangling to keep you awake while watching the game?