Chapter 35
I didn't expect to meet my relatives and friends at Qingxue.
Judging from his school uniform, he should be a student of St. Rudolph. I didn’t expect that he is also a regular player of St. Rudolph’s tennis club. He also came to participate in the friendly match this time, but his match was scheduled for the second game, against Ryoma Echizen.
So, he's a 2D otaku online, but he's actually a 3D athletic hunk who's super popular?!
hateful!
But I have to say, this world is really small.
"Um... Nana, long time no see. I heard you got into Seigaku this morning, and when I got here I was wondering if I could run into you... What a coincidence... Are you from the tennis club? The manager?"
I was terrified. After all, I was a sports idiot, a fat otaku who would die in the spotlight. How could I have the right to dream of the position of tennis club manager!
So I shook my head like a rattle, "No, I just came to help a friend..."
"So that's how it is,"
He suddenly realized, then looked at me and scratched his head, looking hesitant as if he wanted to say something, but before he opened his mouth, he heard his teammates calling him from afar.
"Yuta, get ready to go on stage!"
I glanced at the court and saw that Ryoma Echizen had finished warming up and was eager to go on the court.
"My dear friends, please go on stage."
I bent down and took out a bottle of mineral water from the box on the cart and handed it to him.
"This bottle of water is for you. Keep up the good work!"
Anyway, the water was originally prepared by the Logistics Department for the tennis clubs of the two schools, so just give it to him first.
That’s what I think.
I didn't expect him to take the mineral water, holding it in both hands as if it were a precious treasure. Then he suddenly became excited and said to me, "Well, I will definitely do my best!"
"We will definitely win!"
After saying that, he trotted back to the tennis court.
Wow, is this the vitality of three-dimensional sports? !
Recovering from my somewhat distracted thoughts, I followed Airi and pushed the cart towards the tennis court. When we got there, the match between Echizen Ryoma and his friends had already begun, so we took the opportunity to distribute mineral water to the members of both clubs.
When Fuji-senpai was assigned, he was sitting in the audience. Aside from the dampness on the back of his sweatshirt, he looked otherwise impeccable. His opponent, Guanyue from St. Rudolph, looked incredibly disheveled. Not only was he sweating profusely, but even his hair was wilted from the sweat. He looked like he'd been pulled out of the water.
Moreover, the whole person exudes a dark aura of despair, and you can feel the oppressive atmosphere before you get close to him.
It is clear at a glance which is better.
This is totally abused...
For no reason, the image of Senior Fuji showing off his brilliance on the court just now came into my mind again.
During the brief moment of distraction, Senior Fuji looked at me in confusion, "Junior, what's wrong with you?"
Meeting his slightly concerned eyes, I panicked for a moment and quickly stuffed the bottle of mineral water into his hand. "Nothing, I was just a little distracted... Fuji-senpai, drink some water! That match just now was super exciting!"
I gave him a thumbs up and praised him sincerely.
"Really..."
He took the mineral water, and his tone became a little obscure.
"I thought my schoolmate didn't have time to notice..."
Senior Fuji’s words sounded a bit strange. He seemed depressed and unhappy. Was it an illusion?
but--
"Of course, the moment I arrived, I was completely captivated by the way Fuji-senpai plays basketball! It's just that the way you play basketball is so different from your usual self..."
As I said this, I scratched my head a little embarrassedly.
He became interested and asked, "Oh? What's different? Does the junior feel that it's better than usual, or worse than usual?"
I thought about it for a moment, then replied, "I think they're both equally good. Well, there's really no comparison. Normally, Senior feels like a gentle spring breeze, while playing basketball is a bit like a summer gale. But it's still wind, and wind, as a natural phenomenon, can't be good or bad. But Senior Fuji, just now on the court, seemed to be glowing!"
As I spoke, I met his half-smiling eyes, and my heart seemed to skip a beat for a moment. Only then did I realize that I seemed to have said some strange things in front of my senior.
What spring breeze, what strong wind, what is not working, what is shining...
I was so embarrassed that I almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, so I quickly tried to make amends, "Well, I didn't mean anything else... I just meant that the senior is really good at playing basketball!"
But, it was just an illusion...
Senior Fuji seems to be in a good mood?
Sure enough, the next second, the curve of his mouth deepened a little, and he said to me, "Well, thank you for the compliment, junior sister... But I'm curious, what were you talking about with Yuta just now?"
I was stunned and answered subconsciously: "Eh? Relatives and friends? I just met him and found out that he is a regular member of the St. Rudolph Tennis Club, so we chatted for a while and gave him the mineral water from the logistics department...Eh? Yuta? Senior, how do you know..." the names of relatives and friends?
My voice gradually faded away, and I looked at Senior Fuji, who remained calm, with a look of shock on my face.
By the way, my dear friend seemed to have mentioned my name... Yuta...
It seems to be...Yuta Fuji?
Huh? Fuji?
"Could it be that he is Senior Fuji..."
No, no, no, no...
Has the world become this small?!
"Yes, Yuta is my biological brother."
But why emphasize my younger brother...
I realized again belatedly that I had just called Yuta a relative or friend in front of his brother.
Help!
I was extremely embarrassed inside, but I nodded calmly on the surface, revealing only a hint of surprise. "I didn't notice your two surnames for a moment. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence..."
I looked towards the court, and saw that the battle between Ryoma Echizen and Yuta Fuji was getting tense. However, Yuta Fuji was indeed quite strong, as he could fight Ryoma Echizen to this extent.
I couldn't help but sigh, "Senior, your brother is really outstanding..."
He was stunned, as if he didn't expect that his first reaction after learning that they were brothers would be like this. Then he smiled and agreed with me:
"Yeah, I think so too. Yuta is really excellent."
*
After giving a bottle of mineral water to each member of the tennis club of the two schools, the stage mission of me and Airi was considered to be over. I originally wanted to find a place to rest and play some fish, but Airi fully demonstrated her ability as a social terrorist and quickly united with other idle enemies... No, the volunteers were playing games on the grass under the shade of trees not far from the tennis court.
"Anyway, in this place, they can easily call us if they need anything...so it's okay!"
Seeing that I looked like I wanted to run away, she immediately grabbed my arm, blinked a few times as if pleading, and glanced at a senior student who looked eager to try. The meaning was self-evident.
I sighed and nodded.
Well, actually I also want to play something interesting to kill time. I call it a combination of work and rest.
"Let me see... Then why don't we just play the game of 'Close your eyes when it gets dark'!"
Airi suggested.
"If you're playing games, can I be included?"
I looked over to where the voice came from, and it turned out to be Senior Fuji! Wasn't he watching the game just now?
How did he suddenly appear outside...
Seeing my silly look, he said, "Don't you welcome me?"
There was even a hint of grievance in his tone.
Some of the volunteers present were second and third year students themselves, and some even knew Fuji-senpai. They immediately agreed, "If Fuji-senpai is willing, then come along! After all, when it comes to games, the more people, the better."
In this game, there are three camps of players: the killer camp, the police camp, and the civilian camp. One person plays the role of God to control the progress of the entire game, and the other players decide their lineups by drawing lots.
In each round, the killer can decide to shoot one of them, while the police can protect one of them. In each round, a killer is voted out. If all the killers are voted out, the police and civilians win. If all the police are voted out, the killers win.
First round draw -
I drew a civilian, and the police were Senior Fuji and another senior. Senior Fuji fought with the killer with wits and courage and finally won the victory.
He just lay there for the entire game.
Second round of draw -
The moment I saw the knife pattern on the sign, I almost couldn't control my excitement.
Draw the killer!
So cool!
But I remained calm on the surface, silently observing the expressions on other people's faces, and then I found that Senior Fuji seemed to be looking at me.
I was shocked. Did he notice my excitement?
I suppressed my nervous expression and began to diligently play the role of the killer. The other killer was Kitajima Airi. Working with someone we knew made things much easier. We proceeded without any hindrance, quickly killing half the civilians.
However, Kitajima Airi was voted out by everyone for saying something wrong. But after Airi was voted out, I suddenly had the idea to vote out Fuji-senpai.
The game is over and the killer wins.
It turns out that Senior Fuji is the policeman!
After it was over, the senior complained, "What's going on? Fuji, why didn't you protect anyone? So who were you protecting in the previous rounds?!"
"That is to say... God, please tell me who Fuji is protecting in each round?"
I also subconsciously looked at God, the only one who knew the overall development, and quietly pricked up my ears to listen carefully.
The crowd was in an uproar. The senior who was playing the god pretended to cough before slowly speaking: "Before Fuji was stabbed, it was Koizumi-kun who protected him in every round~"
Huh? Is it me that Fuji-senpai is protecting?
But Senior Fuji is a policeman...
Everyone, including me, looked at Senior Fuji who was at the center of the storm. The latter did not blush or panic, and still had a calm smile on his face.
He said: "Because Koizumi-chan was panicking at first, it seemed like she was afraid of being stabbed, and I thought she was a civilian... so I couldn't help but protect her~"
Everyone was in an uproar, and I was the only one who felt guilty.
I'm not afraid at all, I'm just excited about being a killer...
but--
What Fuji-senpai said...what does it mean to be unable to help oneself...
I felt my face getting hotter and hotter, so I stood up and decided to run away. I made an excuse to buy a cold drink and left the place temporarily.
It must be because summer is coming, so even I can't help but be affected and become restless.
That’s right, it must be like this!
I firmly believe this.
I need to go back and do some more math problems to clear my mind...
*
On the other side of the field, the match between Yuta Fuji and Ryoma Echizen also came to an end.
6:4, Echizen Ryoma won.
But when Yuta Fuji returned to the audience to drink water, he found that Na Koizumi had disappeared outside the venue. He looked around anxiously for the girl, but found nothing.
Damn it, I didn't even have the chance to ask her out...
"Senior, did you see a girl with black hair and black eyes pushing a cart just now?"
Guan Yuechu hadn't gotten over Fuji Shusuke's shadow yet, so he replied weakly, "I don't seem to have any recollection of it."
On the other hand, Akazawa Yoshiro on the side seemed to have suddenly figured something out, "I know! So the person Yuta has a crush on is the schoolgirl who just brought water, right? Let me think... She does seem to be a very beautiful girl in my impression. Yuta, you have really good taste!"
When his secret was exposed, Fuji Yuta's face turned red.
On the other hand, Takeshi Momoshiro and Eiji Kikumaru also came over, smelling the gossip, and enthusiastically participated in the discussion.
"What?! You actually have feelings for our cute Koizumi-kun?!"
Kikumaru Eiji put his hand on Fuji Yuta and said with some malicious intentions,
"Koizumi-kun is Echizen's childhood sweetheart. They've known each other since they were little, and they have a very, very close relationship. Yuta, if you want to interfere in their relationship, it won't be easy!"
Momoshiro Takeshi didn't forget to finish off the enemy. He touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "Hmm, no wonder I seemed to see Echizen and a girl's back just now, as if they were heading towards the vending machine... Now that I think about it, that back should be Koizumi-kun..."
Just as they were talking, Ryoma Echizen walked in slowly with a Fanta in one hand.
"Speak of the devil, Echizen, were you with your schoolgirl just now?"
Taocheng asked.
Echizen Ryoma nodded, confused. "Because that girl insisted on me buying her a drink... so I took her there. What do the seniors want from Nana?"
The boy's tone was casual, as if this was just a small, everyday action.
This was quite glaring in Yuta Fuji's eyes. Could it be that they were really childhood sweethearts with a very good relationship?
Then he...?
He gritted his teeth and managed to utter a few words after a long while. "I will never admit defeat! I will definitely, definitely defeat you next time!"
Whether it's a tennis match or something else... I must beat you!
Echizen Ryoma:?
"You're still a long way from winning against me."
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