The Flower Season of the Net King

--Saturday

"Well, Ryoma, do you really want to fight with me?" Yu Nai asked, holding her purple racket and looking at Ryoma beside her.

"Yeah!" Ryoma replied firmly.

"Forget it, you can fight if you want, I don't care"

"Tch, madamadadane" It seemed that Ryoma was a little dissatisfied with her attitude.

Game start!The referee was temporarily dragged from the street.

"15-0!"

"30-15!"

"40-15!"

"3-1! Atobe leads!"

Ryoma panted and looked at Yu Nai who was not sweating at all, a little unconvinced, how could he lose to a girl!

"Ryoma, do you still want to fight?" Yu Nai smiled and looked at Ryoma who kept exhaling.

"Madamadadane, of course!"

"Okay, come on then." Yu Nai smiled provocatively, and switched the tempo to her left hand.

Ryoma was startled: "Are you sure you want to hit with your left hand?"

"Don't Ryoma believe me?" Yuna smiled.

"cut"

The situation was getting worse and worse for Ryoma, he couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly used an 'external spin serve'.

"Hey, Ryoma, it's time to make a move, let you try my new one."

Well, I admit, I suddenly thought of it on the way here - Yuna Atobe

Looking at the ball coming quickly, Yu Nai bent her feet slightly, jumped up, turned around in a gorgeous 180-degree circle, waved her hand, and returned the ball vigorously.

Hey, let's call it Bing の Soul, it's a good name. (Also a temporary thought...)

The ball bounces on the field, next to a stunned Ryoma...

"6-5! Atobe wins!"

"madamadadane, I didn't expect you to be so good"

"Wow, Ryoma praised me, tsk tsk, it's a miracle." Yuna wanted to see Ryoma's reaction.

Ryoma lowered his head and pulled his hat, his amber cat eyes kept looking at Yuna.

——Qingxue Tennis Club

Monday

"Little boy, I never thought you would lose to a strange girl"

Long Ma turned his head away, blushing: Which gossip said...

Kikumaru hangs on Takeshi Momoshiro, "It's Taotao passing by there, and I saw dameow by the way~"

Gan stood aside and wrote 'shua shua': "Echizen lost to a girl, the credibility rate is 80.00%, and his inferiority rate is 90.00% nine..."

"Sigh~"

He closed his eyes and smiled.

Tezuka was there: "Too much gossip, all the team members ran [-] laps around the playground"

"Ah! Don't!!!~"