In the Qingxue Tennis Club, everyone is practicing nervously. Since Tezuka left, training seems to be much better than before.
"Echizen, what are you thinking about?" Momoshiro showed his row of white teeth that could be used in commercials, and asked Echizen Ryoma, who seemed to have something wrong since morning.
"Nothing?" Echizen Ryoma shook off the racket, but looked at Gan-senpai who was standing in front of the table, making some kind of vegetable juice.
Yesterday, my senior drank that terrible green vinegar. Is it really okay?
Not another monster
"What's wrong, Echizen?" Seeing someone's gaze, Inui Sadaharu's eyes lit up with a white luster, adding some terrible feelings. He held a glass of pink liquid on the table, which was lighter than yesterday's. The blue color is brighter and more beautiful. "Do you want to try it? It's called pink vinegar. Look at the color. It's so beautiful and very nutritious."
"I don't want it." Ryoma took a step back. What is this? Listening to his introduction, it seemed to be saying that this is an indispensable drink for killing people and causing trouble at home.
It's terrible, it's really terrible, he doesn't want to drink it
"This color looks good?" came a soft voice.
Ryoma turned around and shouted. Senior Fuji then looked at his smiling face that never changed and asked, when did he come here?
"It looks like Fuji is more powerful." Qian put the cup down and took out his notebook to record. In fact, he really wanted to make him drink it, but I'm afraid this guy was unwilling and he was always a difficult person to understand.
"No, there is another person." Fuji's crescent-shaped eyes became more and more curved as he smiled, gentle as water, a little blurred.
"Oh?" Ryoma opened his eyes wide. Didn't he also faint at that time? It's hard to believe that he also saw it.
"Yes." Fuji looked at Ryoma, his smile not diminishing, but adding a hint of mystery, "I saw it too."
"What are you talking about? It's like guessing. Say it quickly, say it quickly..." Kikumaru jumped out of nowhere, hugged Ryoma and put his fingers on his face. He wanted to know what they were talking about. After listening for a long time, he still didn't understand anything.
Ryoma didn't answer, lowered his head, and stretched out his hand to hold Kikumaru.
Fuerwei opened his eyes, those blue eyes were like the most transparent sky, clear to the end, azure, very blue, very blue...
"You'll know soon," he said, and smiled again, which was a habitual smile.
He picked up the racket, then looked back and said, "Let's go, practice..."
Ryoma finished a bottle of drink and refused to look at the pink liquid in the senior's hand. It was really scary.