"Entering the river to play more."
Kimishima Yuto was an intelligence officer who had been hiding behind the scenes for three years. He naturally knew of this person.
He looked at the two youths on the bench by the roadside.
The two teenagers were looking at their phones excitedly.
"Is the match between Izumi and Mitsuya Akou that exciting? It was worth recording for these two teenagers.”
Kimishima Yuto was good at analyzing people's psychology.
Ordinary enthusiasts were different from those who worked in intelligence. There was no need to raise the equipment and record for dozens of minutes.
And it was a cell phone.
Cell phones were not professional equipment, so it was obvious that these two teenagers were not the kind of people who would bring professional equipment to film.
In other words, it was precisely because this match was exciting enough that the two youths were tempted to record it.
Kimurashima Yuto's eyes turned as he had an idea.
"Two youths…"
Kimishima Yuto walked up.
The two teenagers looked up. Their faces were a little tender, like junior high school students who had just entered middle school. They were a little afraid.
"Is there something you need?"
The youth on the left said somewhat timidly.
Although there was a two-year difference, Kimishima Yuto was already a 1.68-meter tall teenager. Coupled with the problem of the angle, it gave the two teenagers the feeling that he was a giant.
"Don't be afraid."
Kimishima Yuto revealed a gentle smile, just like a big brother." It's like this. I'm a loyal fan of Irie Gouta…" But I missed the game. Can I watch it together?”
"What? Big brother, you too?"
The young man on the right said excitedly.
"Yes."
The two teenagers let down their guard.
"Alright."
Therefore, Kimishima Yuto squatted behind the two youths and watched the heroic bearing of his 'idol'.
.......
"Right hand?"
"I see. Is his left hand injured?”
"Zouduo actually still has such a move…"
Kimishima Yuto was extremely surprised.
In his impression, the only thing that Irie Zondo had was speed and skill, even when he had defeated Tohno Atsukyo.
However, in this match, Irie Kyoko showed a brand new side of himself.
Who wouldn't want to master data tennis?
But in the entire country, only Mitsutani Akutou was proficient in this.
"It's impossible to reach the level of data tennis in Irie without years of practice.”
A cold glint flashed across Kimishima Yuto's eyes.
It was impossible to say that he had cultivated it in a year. Considering his ability to predict the wind direction, it was impossible to know how many trump cards he had hidden.
"I'm finally done."
"This kind of tennis is really amazing.”
The two youths discussed excitedly.
Kimishima Yuto frowned slightly. This recording was very valuable, and he wanted to come down.
"Can you send me the video?" he asked.”
"Send it to you?"
"But big brother, what are you doing here?”
The youths on the left and right said one after another.
"I told you, I'm a fan of Irie-san's. I've recorded every match of his, but I overslept this time.”
Kimishima Yuto's face was full of sincerity. He had originally wanted to get the recording as a reward, but these two teenagers were more naive. They could get the recording without paying.
After saying that, he stood up and bowed slightly to express his sincerity.
"Uh ~"
The two teenagers looked at each other and were caught off guard. The teenager on the left was the one who had the video. He hesitated for a moment and nodded."Alright then... I'll send it to you."
"Thanks."
"You're too polite."
The young man did not notice the fleeting smile on Kimishima Yuto's face.
"How should I send it to you?"
"Cloud disk."
.......
In the park where the Kansai Competition was held.
Kimurashima Yuto, who had gotten the recording, walked on the road with a lack of interest.
"Why are there so many innocent people in the world?”
However, he had a happy smile on his face."But I have to say, lying is really fun.”
He didn't know when he had fallen in love with this feeling.
Perhaps he should raise the level of his prey.
"It's him?"
At this moment, Kimurashima Yuto noticed a figure not far away and followed him.
"Where is he going…"
However, Kimishima Yuto felt puzzled as he followed.
The target he was following was precisely Zouduo.
"He's... Practice?"
Soon, Kimishima Yuto noticed Kyoda Irie's whereabouts. He stopped at a court, picked up his racket, and started playing tennis.
This was a pitch in the depths of the stadium. Usually, people would come, but now everyone was playing and the audience had gone to watch the game.
"You're really hardworking."
Jundao Yudou sighed.
After all, his left hand was injured. Even if he practiced with his right hand, it would still affect his left hand to a certain extent. He should go home and recuperate.
"Such a hardworking person is actually a little arrogant.”
He remembered the match in the river.
In a sense, Rujiang was very similar to him. However, he believed that his viciousness was far greater than that of Irijiang Zouduo.
At most, he liked to play the pig to eat the tiger, while he liked to play with others.
As this thought flashed through his mind, Kimishima Yuto stepped forward.
Pa!
Irie noticed his footsteps and caught the tennis ball that flew back. He looked sideways and said with some confusion,"And you are?"
"I'm your fan. My name is Kimishima Yuto…You can just call me Yu Dou."
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