[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

"I'm exhausted, I won't practice anymore!"

The boy with soft blond hair slammed the racket in his hand to the ground and leaned against the net in anger.

"So you can't do it, Gene. I can't stand it after only two days of practice. I knew I wouldn't form a team with you." The blond girl standing on the other side of the net pouted unhappily. She was tall and slender. Beautiful, with a face as delicate as a French doll.

"Anyway, we can't make it to the finals at our level. It's almost enough. The most important thing is to participate, and no one expects us to get the ranking." Gene said angrily.

The blond girl sighed, helpless to her childhood sweetheart.He has been like this since he was a child. Although he has a good brain, he just refuses to work hard. Obviously, with a little effort, he will get results that many people would not envy.

The girl didn't intend to argue with him, she put the racket lightly on the ground, stretched her sore arms, glanced out the window, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

She jumped to the window and shouted at a black-haired girl outside:

"Erica, Erica, come quickly, let me tell you something!" The throbbing of a puberty girl was all over her face.

Gene curled his lips, and he knew what they were going to discuss just by looking at their expressions.A handsome Italian guy came to the class next door, making all the girls in the school want to move. He didn't understand what's so good about that kind of boyish face, and he really didn't understand girls' aesthetics.

The girl called Erika has a fair and quiet face, and a pair of too dark eyes, which is probably because she has half Asian blood.

She smiled shyly at Gene, quickly turned her gaze back, and walked towards the blond girl.

The two of them whispered together for a moment, chattering, and then burst into breathless laughter.

"Go home by yourself later, Gene!" the blond girl yelled almost without turning her head. Gene kicked the cue angrily, but he saw Erica look back with concern, her eyes The exotic black eyes made his heart tremble.

"What?" He muttered, grabbed the schoolbag that was thrown aside and left the indoor court.

He didn't notice that his heart was beating faster than usual