"Wow! What a long car!"
Kirihara's eyes widened when he saw Atobe's extended version of the luxury Lincoln.
"Ah, let's get in the car."
"Where are we going?"
"Of course it's my uncle's private villa."
"Private villa???!!!"
It was a mountain villa. In the past, Atobe would only stay there for two nights when he had nothing to do, but after joining the tennis club Later, he ordered people to build several tennis courts in the backyard of the villa and used them as a place for them to train or have dinner.
In the car, Atobe and Nioh announced their next plan.
"What?! Let this kid play a training match with us?"
"What, do you have any questions about my decision?"
This Shishito Ryo, who still had long hair at the time, curled his lips and replied matter-of-factly: "Do you think this little kid like bean sprouts can't bear the tossing?"
"Hey! What do you mean? Who is the bean sprout?! Believe it or not, I will dye you red with a ball!”
“Akaya, be polite.” There is a hole in the roof of the car.
"Huh? Yes, Nioh-senpai."
Shishito Ryo looked at the child who was showing his teeth and claws one second, and then sat there obediently, with a sign of silence. His obedient appearance made me wonder if he was a little bit... schizophrenic?
"Okay A Liang, you are not very good yourself now, why are you talking about others."
"Yue Ren!!!"
"Luan Luo Luo, I'm telling the truth."
"You're not as short as you are!"
"Shido Ryo! I'll fight you! ! ”
It’s Atobu’s turn to have a headache: “It’s so shameless!”
“Yes!” >
Immediately, everyone sat down together, which was not much worse than Kirihara.
Except...
"Zzzzzzz"
"Nioh-senpai, that senior can sleep so well, this didn't even wake him up."
puri, Kirihara is not referring to Hyotei’s famous mascot Jirou Akutagawa, who else could it be? Well, this is the only person who can make even Atobe Keigo feel helpless.
Feeling that his face had been completely disgraced, Atobe Keigo rubbed his temples, exuding a feeling of despair.
Twenty minutes later, this "torturous" journey finally reached the end. Looking at the four-story European-style villa located halfway up the mountain in front of him, Kirihara was dumbfounded again.
"Is this the world of rich people..."
"Ah, well, it's simply not gorgeous. Follow me quickly, don't be stunned!"
"Ah, please slow down! Nioh-senpai, aren't you surprised? This is the first time I've seen it. Such a big villa!”
“Puri, it’s so spectacular.”
“It’s like a dream!”
While talking, several people had already walked through the steps and arrived in front of the main entrance of the villa.
"Master Keigo, gentlemen, Master Masaharu is here too?!"
"Michael, long time no see." Nioh Masaharu greeted him familiarly, and the Ninzu Yushi next to him Then he pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and began to think about the relationship between Nioh Masaharu and Atobe Keigo.
"Michael, go make arrangements for today's lunch. Let's eat...barbecue today."
Thinking that the picky stinky fox only ate more barbecue, Atobe decided that he Just make do with it, ah, picky eaters are such a bad habit!
"Yes, Master Jingwu."
Everyone walked into the huge villa and sank into the soft sofa, trying to wrap up their fatigue.
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"Let's play a training match after lunch."
"Puri, I'm fine."
"How to arrange a wheel battle?"
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"Well, let's see how many rounds he can hold out. If he can't hold on, let's take a break. Anyway, let him play with you all again today."
"Huh? Senior, you are You want me to fight everyone by myself? ”
Kirihara, who was still immersed in the softness of the sofa, suddenly lost his composure when he heard the conversation between Atobe and Nioh. The same goes for the rest of Hyotei's staff. Of course, there are only three who dare to directly question Atobe: "What! You look down on us too much, Atobe! Look at me destroying him 6-0!"
< p> "It's so bad!""Zzzzzzz"
It always feels like something weird is mixed in.
"Ah well, won't you know after a while whether there is any problem with my decision-making?"
It was about half past twelve, lunch started, and the Atobe family The chef is naturally one of the top chefs in the country. The grilled meat is so tender and delicious that no one can find any fault with it. Therefore, Nioh Masaharu also has a rare appetite and eats several more pieces than usual, but his appetite is higher than that of others. In front of him, he still couldn't even put it between his teeth.
"After all these years, why do you still eat so little? It's so ungrateful, isn't it, Huadi?"
"wushi."
Although Takahiro Kavachi is one year younger than Atobe, and one of them is in the middle school and the other is in the elementary school, Kavachi is still with him except during class time.Atobe together.
"Damn it, kelp head! That was the last piece of Matsusaka beef! You took it away!"
"You little bastard! How dare you call me kelp head! Wait! Let me dye you red!"
"Who are you calling me?"
"Of course you are older than me! He's even shorter than me!"
Jirou Akutagawa, who rarely woke up, calmly brought a plate of Waggir mutton in front of him and ate it.
A quarrel is a quarrel, and the meal must be full.
By the time everyone had finished eating, it was already half o'clock in the afternoon. It was common sense not to exercise strenuously immediately after eating, so the game time was finally set at two o'clock.
On the court, Kirihara Akaya put the racket given to him by Nioh Masaharu on his shoulders, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes.
At this moment, everyone clearly felt that his whole aura was different.
"Hey, seniors, who's coming first?"
"I'll meet you, this guy."
"Seniors, don't wait for a while. You’re crying, right or wrong?”
“I’ll let you serve.”
“Then I’ll thank you, senior.”
Shishido Ryōchi. One picked up the racket and came on the court, and Nioh spontaneously became the referee. After the two stood up, he said: "The game begins, Kirihara serves."
"Ha!"
Kirihara hit a very "ordinary" high-speed serve, but this directly made the originally quiet audience agitated.
"That ball? It's so fast!"
"It has to be 170KM/H, right?"
"Absolutely, the minimum will not be less than 165. ”
However, although the ball was fast, it was not a skill ball, so Shishido Ryo still successfully hit the ball back, but the next ball, Kirihara hit the corner perfectly, and Shishido’s speed did not follow. superior!
"15-0, Kirihara is in the lead."
"Che, that's awesome."
Of course, Ryo Shishido is talking about himself this time .
As the game progressed, Shishito Ryo quickly couldn't keep up with Kirihara's speed. In the end, he lost to Kirihara tragically 0-6.