Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 239 The Provocateur

"Ah? Well," Aizawa Tomosa nodded, looked her up and down, and asked without seeing any identification marks, "Is there something wrong?"

"Well, I have something to do." The girl nodded, "Can you take me to your tennis club? I'm curious."

Hearing this, Aizawa Tomosa immediately became vigilant, "I'm sorry, the tennis club is now in the morning practice time, and visitors are not allowed."

"Eh? I came all the way here just to see your Qingxue Women's Net, and you are not allowed to visit!! It's too strict." The girl looked disappointed, pursed her lips, and then hooked the corner of her mouth, Put your hands together and bow deeply: "Please, just take a look, just take a look."

"Uh, but..." Tomosa Aizawa was in trouble. One of the rules set by the minister was that outsiders were not allowed to visit during the training period, and school personnel were not allowed to make loud noises around.However, the minister was not there, and the non-selected training was not as formal as the regular selection, so it shouldn't matter if you take a look.Thinking about it, Aizawa Tomosa nodded: "Okay, you can come with me, but no noise is allowed."

"Yeah, thank you very much." The girl nodded gratefully, and then followed Aizawa Tomosa to the women's net department.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
The crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded, and the yellow-green ball went back and forth on the court, up and down, and the silhouette on the ground changed from time to time. Trembling, all show everyone's efforts.

"Qiujin bluntly, your arm strength is still not strengthened. You will definitely be trained twice when the minister comes back."

"Hey, don't gloat, I've only practiced for a long time, and you seem to be worse than me."

"Hey, do you ever say that about seniors?"

"Cut~ It's the truth."

"..."

"Nakajima-san, that racket doesn't belong to Kumagi, it belongs to Ritsuko Ito, don't misplace it."

"Ah? Oh, I see, thank you senior."

"The junior girl on the opposite side is too weak, so she won't be able to pass the midfield net at all, so use a little more force."

"Oh, I see."

Snapped--

Watching people training on the court, seniors guiding juniors, or playing against each other, is full of youthful scenes, which is completely different from last year's women's tennis.

The corners of Aizawa Tomosa's lips curled up slightly, and she turned to look at the girl next to her clasping the isolation net with both hands, and said proudly, "How about it, the women's net at Qingxue is pretty good, right?"

The girl blinked her eyes, but didn't say a word. She blinked her eyes and curled her mouth coldly: "It's all...weak people."

bang——

The tennis ball bounced off a meter-high wall because no one hit it back.

quiet--

Surprisingly quiet——

Everyone turned their heads to look at the girl with a slight coldness in their eyes.

"Hey, what do you mean?!" Aizawa Chisa frowned, and was startled when she turned her head to look at her. She saw her eyelids raised, drawing a cold arc, and her face was cold His sneer, eyes full of contempt.Satoshi Aizawa lowered her eyelids, this girl...
"What do you mean?"

With a clatter, the girl let go of the isolation net, and said in a small voice that could be heard by the audience: "I said, all of them are...weak, weak, and all of them are jugglers. Like a clown, is that how tennis is played?
Tch, if you don’t understand and pretend to understand, and your skills are bad, but you still have the nerve to show them off, you should go back to the classroom and take your classes well, and from now on...don’t touch tennis. "

It was said that everyone in the stadium froze.

(End of this chapter)