Otowa also opened another bottle. It seemed that his endurance was stronger than she imagined. Echizen Ryoma was indeed Echizen Ryoma. It seemed that her worries were too much. Although she did not choose this time, she
, she believes that he can adjust himself well. He has never been an ordinary junior high school student, right?
Otoyu sat down next to him, letting the summer wind continue to blow her hair. The wind at this time was actually hot.
"Ryoma, what do you like best?" Otowa drank the drink and turned to look at him. The boy's clear eyes blinked, and his thick eyelashes were decorated with green.
"Tennis" he answered without hesitation. Yes, his favorite is tennis. It seems that tennis has been with him since he can remember. He can't remember when. Tennis has been with him.
A part of life that can no longer be separated
"And Karubin," he continued. Of course, he couldn't forget his favorite Karubin.
Karubin? Otowa smiled lightly, it was his cat, Ryoma's favorite cat. Others dreamed about competitions and food, but Ryoma even dreamed about his cat.
Of course, these were all spoken by Momoro, who stayed with him, and written in his notebook. Of course, there was also a record of Echizen Ryoma's only hobby.
"Senior, what about you?" he also asked, having already drank more than half of the drink in his hand.
Otoyu held the drink in her hand, and the palm of her hand felt very comfortable and cool. "I like watching you guys play tennis because you are all happy playing tennis, really happy." Yes, they will be happy playing tennis, and she will be too.
happy
"Oh" Ryoma continued to drink the drink. No wonder senpai, he liked to stay in the tennis club when he was in Qingxue, and he also stayed in the tennis club when he arrived at Hyotei. It turns out that it is like this. It's just a pity that senpai can't play tennis, and tennis can't be played either.
It's a kind of dramatic exercise, and the senior's body can't bear it at all. Also, he didn't choose this selection. It's really a disgusting emotion.
After taking a sip, he lowered his head and looked at his hands, and murmured again, "It's not even close." Then he lay down on the ground again and closed his eyes.
Otowa stood up and stopped disturbing him. Ryoma is a stubborn child, and comfort is actually superfluous to him. Like Keigo, he is used to going his own way. He doesn't need sympathy, nor does he need comfort at all.
, he has to think through what other people say, they may not listen, so just let him calm down like this
Holding the drink in her hand, she walked out of the shade of the tree and let the sun shine on her body. Today she did not wear a hat. The sun was so strong. She put her hand on her forehead to block some of the light, squinted her eyes and looked forward.
As she walked forward, she accidentally saw a figure in front of her, slowly approaching her, and it became clearer and clearer.
She stopped, and he stopped too, looking at each other