No two ambiguous records

(21)

The scorching sun is in the prime of life, standing in the cloudless clear sky, burning with youthful light without restraint, which is typical of the noonday sun.

Although there is a lingering heat, it will not affect the staggering flow of people on the street at all.I just came back from the scorching hot beach in Chiba, when Tokyo is full of popular heat, to be honest, I really miss Chiba's pure heat and sultry sea breeze.

Holding a bag of wasabi sushi in his hand, Fujimaru and Kikumaru shuttled through the crowded streets. The exhaustion of the journey completely overwhelmed them, and the heat radiated from the heat sources passing by Infrared rays seem to have weight, not only dragging the body eroded by fatigue, but also oppressing the eyelids, and the vision is struggling in the fluctuation.

"Ah—so sleepy!" Kikumaru yawned big, tried again to open his eyelids that were about to close, his thin and long body was on the verge of falling, and finally slumped on Fuji's body under the weight.

"Okay, Eiji, don't fall asleep, it's almost here." Although he said so, there was still a strong sense of exhaustion in Fuji's voice. The wasabi sushi party the night before was almost a mess, and even the only one Those who can enjoy the food are tossed and unable to taste it.That's why I have the bag in my hand.

Not only that, after the party, almost everyone is on the verge of death, so those big words that are made out of bravado, such as the wasabi sushi competition, are not just harming others and themselves, and even dragging myself into a judge, there is no way to do it well Enjoy the food.As a result, the return time was delayed by one day, and yesterday became a rest day for all.However, although I didn't enjoy the big meal, I saw a lot of interesting things. Generally speaking, Fuji is still very satisfied.From the bottom of his heart, he might just want to see that happy scene, which is more attractive than sushi itself.

"Yes." Kikumaru answered vaguely.The cat's eyes turned and suddenly entered a state of excitement: "Hey, Fuji, I heard that there is a new toothpaste on the market this week. I am really looking forward to it. I really want to know what it tastes like. You have to buy it with me~ "

"Understood, Eiji." Sure enough, toothpaste's attraction to Eiji was unlimited, as if he had been injected with stimulants, he was alive and kicking instantly.

"Yeah, Buer is the best meow!" Kikumaru swayed from left to right, bouncing around in circles, but suddenly stopped, with curly hairs on both sides, hesitatingly pointing to the not far away Place: "That's not..."

Unknowingly, I have already wandered to the border of the street tennis court. I am so familiar with the wide field and the unique sound of tennis hitting.Ben just passed by unconsciously, but the sharp-eyed Kikumaru discovered something that was ecstatic for Fuji first.

Before Kikumaru could utter the second half of the sentence, Bu Er, who turned his head, deviated from the established track after 0.0001 seconds, walking like flying.

"It's Yuta!"

The reaction is quick and the pace is fast. Even Kikumaru, who has excellent dynamic vision, can only scan a silhouette in the reaction, leaving only a haze after exposure.

The scorching sun rays in the middle of the day, glued to the rising sweat and panting of the stadium, tightly wrapped everything within the visible range.In contrast to the laziness in the afternoon, the intense and tense situation on the court, the highly concentrated spirit and the constantly running body are all nakedly withstanding the test of the harsh environment.It was hard to tell whether the layers of hot air sloshing over from the ground were the sun's air steaming from the ground or the hot blood burning on the court.The oncoming heat wave abruptly blocked Fuji's progress and blocked the greeting he was about to blurt.

Kikumaru panted to catch up with Fuji who suddenly stood quietly on the edge of the court. According to his performance just now, Fuji should be waving to his younger brother with a smile on his face, but the fact is...

"Ale, isn't this Qingxue's Fuer Zhouzhu? Why are you interested in coming here? Surely you can't let go of my old enemy?" With nimble fingers, she twirled a lock of hair comfortably, and walked leisurely from the shadow beside her. Isn't it just Guan Yue who came out?

There seemed to be a whirring sound of air passing by his ears, but this did not affect Buer's focused sight at all. He still watched Yuta running on the court calmly, not because he didn't want to say hello to Yuta early, but because he The situation does not allow for Yuta to be distracted by anything.The competition is fierce. Although the opponent is unknown, the strength should not be underestimated.

"Fuji Zhousuke! I'm talking to you!" Feeling very uncomfortable being ignored, Guanyue shook off her curly hair and took another step angrily.

"Hey, you belong to St. Rudolph..." Kikumaru frowned after seeing Guanyue, as if searching for deep memories.

Liberated from the deep frustration of being ignored just now, Guanyue is obviously very satisfied that someone recognized her: "This little brother still has eyesight, yes, I am..."

"Is it called Red Moon or Blue Moon?" Kikumaru's eyeballs rolled cunningly, and his brows were frowned, obviously recalling painfully.It's touching to try so hard to remember, even if you can't guess the correct name, you can be forgiven... No wonder!It is absolutely impossible to choose one of the two!

Guanyue's hair that was softly attached to her forehead was raised an inch, trembling slightly.

"It's watching the moon, remember it for me." Hold back your anger, no, you must be graceful at all times.

"What's the situation now?" Seeing Yuta's racket trembling uncontrollably due to a strong return from the opponent, the abnormal amount of sweating and disordered panting sound added to Fuji's heart all the time. A few strokes of worry.No matter whether you want to continue to ignore the guy who hurt Yuta, the most important thing now is to understand the whole story, why Yuta would play tennis with someone who looks like a high school student here, and also fell into a disadvantageous situation .

Finally, the old enemy he hit took the initiative to talk to him, and Guanyue was so excited that he immediately put all the previous unhappiness behind him.Feeling that her self-worth has returned, Guanyue made an elegant posture, and began to fiddle with her hair intentionally or unintentionally with her right hand, with a strong narcissism in her voice: "The other party asked for a discussion, our Saint Rudolph Challengers are not ignored."

"Did you ask for it? What's the plan?" Bu Er lowered his head thoughtfully.Judging from the score alone, Yuta is slightly better than the opponent, but in fact, the opponent's ease, Yuta's interrupted rhythm can be seen directly from Yuta's unusual sweating and rough breathing. It can be seen that the burden on his body is already a bit heavy, but the opponent is still relaxed.However, that's not the point.

It was another shallow high-speed falling ball. Yuta ran to the net and made a half-volley. The short-distance sprint and the low center of gravity required for half-volleys bent the knees. Yuta, who had lost his strength, couldn't support his knees. After narrowly hitting the ball back, he lost his balance and fell to the hot ground.

"Yuta!" Before he could fully turn his head around, his body had already moved on his own, and he rushed to the side of Yuta who looked confused, his serious expression could almost reflect the cold light, he gently held his hand Lying on Yuta's lap, the scorching hot dome shivered uncontrollably as if being pressed by steam.

"Stretch out your hand." Before Yuta handed over his hand, Fuji had already taken the racket, and carefully inspected the left hand holding the racket.

"Hey, brother? Why are you here?" Yuta, who had recovered from the state of confusion just now, looked in surprise at his brother who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The thin layer of cocoon that was originally covered has already oozes blood, and the whole hand is as hot as burning coal, and the drops of sweat are like water droplets rolling on the frying pan, it is simply horrible.

"Yuta!" Fuji gasped, trying to be brave again.No, the instigator of such a situation is...

His icy blue eyes were fixed on the person on the other side of the net.A half volley puts more burden on the wrist and requires more concentration than a bouncing return that is too high.Moreover, in order to maintain a low center of gravity, the continuous bending of the knees makes the burden on the knees infinitely aggravated.If you sprint to the front and then drop the center of gravity as before, the acceleration due to gravity will put a lot of pressure on the knees.As a result, that person didn't look at the score, but just stared at Yuta's wrists and knees like this, and kept exhausting Yuta's energy. In such a hot weather, did he want to drag Yuta to death?Unforgivable!

Yuta moved his left hand, and it seemed that the previous numbness had decreased a lot. He tried to get back the racket that was in his hands and restarted the game.

However, Bu Er held the racket tightly, stood up slowly, and stared at the opponent coldly: "What do you want to do?" The hostility emanating from the surrounding area was already very obvious.

"Fuer..." Kikumaru tried to remind him, but his voice was extremely weak under the great pressure.This kind of scene that is about to explode is like walking on the tip of a knife, trembling.

"Well, I didn't think about what to do, I just exchanged ideas." The other party spread his hands innocently.

"Don't quibble, you are not serious about the game at all, your heart is put elsewhere." There is no ups and downs in the cold voice, all those who hurt Yuta are unforgivable.

"It's a good thing you can see it, well, it seems that there are a few junior high school kids who are quite interesting. This makes me look forward to it." There is a fleeting bloodthirsty in the eyes, cut, I originally wanted to see them before they came. Complete the mission, interrupt their path, and fail?It seems that these junior high school brats are not completely unqualified.

"Then let me remind you. The road to tennis will not be as smooth as you imagined. You'd better be mentally prepared." The other party pulled out a meaningful smile, shook his hand, and left a back .

"What, this man is really strange." Kikumaru made a face at Jian Yuan's back.Turning his head to look at Fuji, he was about to say something, but the words on his lips were stuck abruptly, and Fuji's expression was like that of Shura from hell, but it was only a blink of an eye.When Fuji looked back at Yuta, his face had already been softened by love and affection: "Yuta, let's go home and eat." It was said to be a question sentence, but it was actually an affirmative sentence.Yuta couldn't help complaining silently in her heart, it didn't seem like it was the time to talk about this, what kind of crazy turn was this, how could it involve eating?

"Yuta?" The smile deepened a little, Fuer helped Yuta up, and asked again.The voice was extremely soft, filled with prayers, expectations, and threats?

A drop of cold sweat fell from the corner of Yuta's forehead.

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It seems like a long time has passed.

Here is the lace connecting the lower volume.

Entering the high temperature season, people will become slack as expected...