Sonata of Xin Wang Wang

Chapter 3

"Have you come already..." Aoi, who was sitting in the restaurant eating breakfast, looked at Irie opposite, "Kanado is free~ Don't you want to watch the excitement?"

"Hehe~ Isn't Xiao Si going? I heard that you know someone~" Irie looked at the delicious sunflower, with a brisk tone.

"Well... yes, Xiaojing said he would come~" Aoi said vaguely while biting her face.

"Xiaojing...? Is... Xiaosi's junior?" Irie's smile froze, Xiaojing?Is it very affectionate...

"Huh? Well, Xiaojing is my younger brother who grew up with me~" Aoi didn't notice Irie's tone, and continued to eat hard with her head down.

"Oh? Brother~" Irie's face instantly warmed up, and he showed a smile.

"Well, it's a pity that I won't be cute when I grow up~ I don't even call me brother~" Aoi took a sip of milk, and then stuck out her tongue, stimulated by the milky smell, "It's so bad!"

"Hehe, why do you still drink Xiaosi if you don't like it?" Seeing Aoi insisting on drinking milk, Irie was also helpless.

Aoi stood up suddenly, and walked to Irie, "Kanata, stand up."

"?" Although he was puzzled, he still stood up.

"How high is the playing?"

"178." Why did you ask about height?

"Look!" motioned to enter the river to see the height difference between the two.

Half a head taller....

"I'm only 167!" Aoi exclaimed immediately, "Although I can still grow taller, I'm already in my first year of high school!"

"...Has Xiao Si thought about the reason for the weight?" Such a short distance...

"Huh? Yes~ But I have been wearing weights all the time, and I can't control them when I take them off." Aoi sat back on the chair, "My right hand is very strong, and only when I wear weights can I lower it. Keep practicing my skills~"

"Hehe~" Irie checked the time, "Xiao Si, the stadium is already buzzing at this time~ Do you want to go and see it?"

"Okay!"

On the road, I met Tokugawa and Ghost again, and they left together.

Sure enough, it was very lively. When Aoi and his party arrived, a junior high school student wearing a black hat knocked down a high school student's racket.

"Well~ that junior high school grows so old~" Aoi looked surprised, "I feel almost like Brother Ghost~"

"..." The ghost who was shot for no reason.

"..." The two people watching.

Just as he was talking, the high school student whose racket was knocked off yelled, "Hey, someone lend me a racket!"

"It's ugly!" roared the ghost.

"It's really superficial to fight without thinking about the depth of the opponent." Irie also said with sarcasm.

"Haha~" This is Aoi watching a play.

"If you don't get the ball, leave the field!" said the ghost.

"Well~ Sasabe-san~" Aoi said to the people on the field with her hands trumpeting, "Let me lend you a racket~"

"Aoi SAMA......." Sasabe was a little surprised......

"Aoi SAMA..."

"It's Aoi SAMA..."

"Ah, it's embarrassing in front of Aoi SAMA..."

"..."

The three people standing beside Aoi didn't speak, and Sasabe who was standing on the field blushed, "I'm really...I'm so sorry! Aoi SAMA!" Sasabe bowed deeply, loudly Apologize.

"Well~ I really want to borrow your racket~, but there is only one black racket~" Aoi still smiled.

"I... let's go now!" He bent down and bowed again, then turned and ran.

Everyone knows that Kui's black racket is very heavy, and it is difficult for ordinary people to hold it, let alone a competition.

This is because Aoi is getting impatient. Although he is still smiling and can't tell the difference from his usual smile, he must, must be angry! ——The hearts of the group of high school students were screaming.Don't mess with anyone, don't mess with Aoi SAMA, although he is usually very gentle, but once he gets angry, not only his fans, but also the people in front of the stadium will not let them go.

"Hey, I haven't fought yet, don't leave!" A red-haired boy in a yellow uniform shouted dissatisfied.

"Well~ Isn't this the little leopard~" Aoi's smile was a little more treacherous.

"...Ah?" The boy looked at the speaker, "Ahhh! It's a devil!!!"

After yelling, he immediately ran back and hid behind a white-haired boy who was also wearing a yellow uniform.

"Huh? Jinjiang~" Aoi walked off the field, and the three people next to him followed to the field. Aoi walked all the way in front of the red-haired boy, "We haven't seen each other for so long, why did you forget what you called me?"

"...cousin...cousin..." Yuan Shan's voice was inaudible.

"Well~ Kim-chan has grown up a lot~" Aoi pulled Kintaro out from behind with one hand, "Kin-chan will practice with me~"

"Aoi..." Irie put his hand on Aoi's shoulder, "They still have a competition."

"Well~ don't care~" As she said, Aoi picked up Kintaro with ease as if weightless, and left from the sidelines. There was no time to say anything.

"Hehe~" Irie watched them leave, then turned to face the group of junior high school students, "I'm so sorry, private competitions are not allowed here."

"If you want to fight us, you have to win the 'replacement match' first." The ghost said.

"Are you kidding? You high school students were the first to provoke you!" a junior high school student with a hideous face said loudly.

"Let's put down the ugly words first. The ones who competed with you just now are all after No. 10. Don't be ignorant." The ghost said with a still expressionless face, turned and left.

Irie and Tokugawa also turned and left.

"Then where are you bastards from, donkeys!" the junior high school student said arrogantly, "I'll crush you right now!"

The ghost turned his head and looked over coldly, "Don't be too arrogant."

"Who are you referring to!" The tone became more fierce.

"Akutsu." The junior high school student next to him couldn't help but stop him.

"The 'substitution match' seems to be very interesting." Another junior high school student also said.

"I am Sota Irie from Field No. 3." Irie smiled and replied, taking another look at the ghost.

"Jujiro Oni from field 5." After the Oni finished speaking, he withdrew his gaze and left.

"That... please wait!" Irie turned around and saw the white-haired boy in the yellow uniform.

"What's the matter?" Irie looked at him.

"What number is the man who took Xiao Jin away just now?" The white-haired boy stepped forward, wondering if Xiao Jin would be able to bring him back.

"Ah..." Irie glanced at Tokugawa and Oni, and was also embarrassed when he saw them.

"If you want to find him, it's useless to go to the stadium, go to the restaurant." Guidai Rujiang replied.

"Huh?" The white-haired boy was stunned.

"Hehe~ Aoi usually stays in the 12th field, but his strength is not in the 12th field. If it is not a 'replacement match', it is good to practice with him~" Irie hoped that they would go to Aoi to play, so that Aoi They won't be caught "abusing" them all the time.After speaking, he smiled, turned around and followed the ghost in front and left.

"Hey, what number are you from?" A boy wearing a hat looked at Tokugawa provocatively.

Tokugawa didn't speak, and passed with a cold look, "Do you want to go home." It was not a question, but a disdain.

"Hello!" The boy who didn't get an answer continued to shout.

"Kazai Tokugawa, Field No. 1." Irie chuckled, whispered in the boy's ear, then got up and left.

No one noticed that the gray-haired boy in the gray-and-white uniform caressed his tear mole, and looked at the direction Aoi left with a dissatisfied expression...

Ah, someone noticed it, the blue-haired boy with glasses standing next to him looked at the tearful boy with great interest, "Oh~~"