Lin Zhixia has a hidden skill: speaking louder than her brain.
After praising his handsome appearance, he looked away and said, "Huh, you have good taste." When she went to Hyokui at the weekend the next day, a pass was slapped in front of her and said, "No need to be picked up from now on, just enter directly." She took the pass and looked over it for a long time.
She complimented Yukimura on her craftsmanship, and he smiled and replied, "Really?" The next day, there was an extra bento on the lunch table, which included the dishes she had picked up with two more chopsticks last time. She looked up at him. Yukimura was drinking water and said only two words: "Eat." Her tone was gentle, but her expression seemed to say - if you praise, you have to be responsible for finishing the meal.
The conversation on Tezuka's end was even shorter. She sent a message: "Are you cold? Wear thicker clothes." Tezuka replied with one word: "Yeah." Then nothing happened. But the next day she received a photo - his back on the court wearing a thick coat. No accompanying text. She knew - he was telling her: Wear it.
She really just said it casually. She thinks this is normal. But the Japanese tennis circle doesn't seem to think so.
It wasn't until the U17 training camp that the man who had taught her and then pushed her away appeared in front of her - he was so unshaven that she almost didn't recognize him.
She looked at him: "... The decadent style suits you quite well."
Byodoin turned around and left. But she saw his shoulders relax.
She clutched her old wristband and thought: This time I'm just here to play ball.
But all four people laughed - when did you come to play ball?
A story that makes me blush but I don't even know it.
Intention: Talk about love while playing tennis