Chapter 18
I stopped Furuya Rei outside the tennis court as he was about to change his clothes and asked him three soul-searching questions straight to the point: "How did you get in here? Do you really know how to play tennis? No, are you really an expert?!"
Now that I think about it, it was probably the same thing that night on the second floor of my house... Aunt Huimei's house is not a traditional low Japanese courtyard, but a small European-style villa. The second floor is at least four or five meters high from the first floor. This guy not only broke through the window (tempered glass) to get out, but also carried me and jumped down from a height of four or five meters, without any harm.
"Are you a superhero?"
Hey, hey, hey, this is the set of the 2D Paper Man. You guys from the Superhero Universe have walked into the wrong set three times...
Furuya Rei looked around warily, then answered my questions one by one, "I'm a part-time worker. I know a little fighting. I'm not an expert. I'm not a superhero either... Wait, what are you thinking?!"
I pretended to cough twice and began to change the subject, "Have you spotted anyone suspicious?"
He touched his chin with a thoughtful expression, then looked at everyone in the tennis court.
"...You don't think they're suspicious, do you?!"
No way, no way, no way, is this your intuition as a secret police officer?
No matter how you look at it, they are just a group of ordinary high school boys who love sports...
I followed his gaze and saw that the training on the tennis court was still going on. A man wearing a turban and looking old and fierce was standing on the court. The man who was about to play against him was a guy with a buzz cut, thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looked overly shy and a little timid.
No, the painting styles of these two people are too different, right?
One of these two guys is here to fight, and the other is here to get beaten...
Just as I was thinking this, the next moment, the timid man with a crew cut picked up the racket, and his whole body seemed to be on fire. I seemed to be hallucinating. Was he on fire?
I couldn't help but rub my eyes. Even from such a distance, I was shocked by the terrifying aura that suddenly burst out from him.
Then, he served the ball, and the high-speed spinning ball immediately turned into an afterimage, as if carrying sparks and stars along the way, flying over the net, and then rushing towards the opposite side.
Because of excitement and excitement, he didn't control his strength and the ball flew straight into the guardrail, knocking a hole in the entire net.
It knocked out a hole!!!
But that's a wire mesh...
I was stunned for a moment and looked at each other in bewilderment with Rei Furuya.
He raised an eyebrow and said nothing, but his expression was as if to say, "Do you still think this is something an ordinary high school student can achieve?"
"Is he the real superhero? Iron Man?! That's not a tennis ball, it's a cannon, right?!"
Did I accidentally enter the set of Misaka Mikoto?!
Furiya Rei ignored my ramblings, his expression a bit serious and inquiring. "He doesn't look like an ordinary high school student at all... But if he's born with supernatural powers, that makes sense... The guy in the turban across from me doesn't look like a high school student either. You could call him a big brother, but if he looks older, then it's not his fault, it's just genetics..."
"But what I care about most are those two people in the last game..."
His gaze shifted to the people who were chatting animatedly in the rest seats, and finally locked onto Echizen Ryoma and Fuji Shusuke, especially Fuji Shusuke.
"Both players in that last game were impressive. The shorter guy was incredibly agile, reacting to several tricky angles in no time, like a well-trained secret agent... And the guy with the squinting eyes and a smile on his face even deliberately made a serve error, sending the ball my way. Was he trying to kill me? Killing someone with a tennis ball isn't likely... Damn, he was probably using that ball to test me. Could he have noticed something was wrong with me? He clearly..."
"etc--"
The more I listened, the more speechless I became, so I simply interrupted his chatter.
"If you're talking about someone else, I'm not sure, but I know Echizen Ryoma very well. He's just an ordinary high school boy who loves playing tennis!"
Furuya Rei couldn't deny it, but simply asked, "Are you sure? The speed at which they hit the ball is beyond the reach of ordinary people... If it hit someone, they would probably be killed on the spot..."
“.......Um, this....”
I spoke uncertainly.
"Maybe this is how tennis is played in this world. It's normal?"
Rei Furuya: You call this normal?
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Because it was inconvenient for him to stay in contact with me for too long, Fūya Rei just left a quick message of "Be careful" and left for the time being. But according to him, even if he didn't show up, he would still be secretly observing my surroundings to protect my safety, so I don't need to worry too much.
After playing with his phone outside for about half an hour, Ryoma Echizen finally came back after finishing his training.
only.....
I looked at the people following him, and the smile froze on my face for a moment.
Especially the gossipy eyes made me feel quite uncomfortable for a while, and my invisible toes began to slowly dig into the ground again.
"Senior, why are you following me?"
"Little one, don't be so stingy! Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone. It's not as lively as eating together as a group of us, don't you think..."
The red-haired boy with a band-aid on his face naturally put his hands on Echizen Ryoma, and then hung on him like a pendant, blinking at me a few times.
"My name is Kikumaru Eiji, pretty school girl, you should not mind having dinner with us!"
Pretty school girl?
Brother, if you can talk, just talk more. I love to listen!
Of course, the most important thing is that I looked over and saw a large humanoid cat appear in front of Vision, and in the next second it was about to extend its fleshy paws to shake my hand.
No one can refuse a big cat!
In a split second, I had quickly created an image of a sweet, adorable, gentle and kind schoolmate for myself, and said sweetly, "Of course I don't mind, Senior~"
Seeing this, Echizen Ryoma showed a disgusted expression: "You are so disgusting..."
Believe me, if looks could kill, you'd be dead!
Echizen Ryoma, you stinky straight man!
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