dmims Chapter 165 Prince of Tennis Restaurant
Chapter 165 Prince of Tennis Restaurant
When Zhao Lan walked into the restaurant, wiping her half-dried hair, Irie Kanata was shaking a glass bottle of lemon tea at her. Opposite him, Tanejima Shuji was sitting on the inside opposite him, his chin propped up lazily, with water stains still on the collar of his sportswear.
"Junior, can you sit here?" Seeing the three people coming to get their meals, Irie Kanata moved half a body towards the window, and the smile under his gold-rimmed glasses was just right in terms of gentleness.
Looking at the people who were approaching, Tanejima Shuji supported his chin with his wrist and turned it slightly.
At the moment when Mao Li was about to touch the back of the chair, he used his fingertips to push Zhao Lan's plate to the empty seat.
The metal cutlery made a short buzzing sound when it rubbed against the marble table, just enough to cover up the subtle movement of his shoe tip hooking on the crossbar of the chair.
The moment everyone looked over, he had already stood up, stretched out his arm to hook the edge of Zhao Lan's plate, and helped her put the stack of things in her hand on the dining table.
"Thank you, senior," Zhao Lan sat down on the pulled out chair. Maori Jusaburo took the opportunity to sit next to her, and he sat next to Irie Kanata.
"You need to replenish electrolytes in time after training." Mao Li unscrewed the cap of the sports drink bottle and pushed the iced drink over. Zhongdao's fork suddenly hit the edge of the glass.
Everyone turned to look at him, interrupting what Mao Li was going to say next.
"Mori-kun, your physical strength has increased a lot recently. You've been training all morning and you're still so energetic."
"How could that be!" Maori Juzaburo put down his plate, then looked up at Nakajima Shuji who was talking on the other side of Zhao Lan, "I'm also very tired, okay? I'm just holding on.
As he turned around to speak, water droplets from his hair dripped onto the back of Zhao Lan's hand, and Shuji Tanejima's fork suddenly made a harsh sound on the plate.
Yuezhi Gekkou silently pushed the tissue on the table to Zhaolan. His two-meter-tall height cast a shadow on the table, and his slender fingers just happened to block the hand that Tanedo Shuji also stretched out.
"Thank you, Senior Ochi..." Zhao Lan was slightly stunned, and took the tissue box, "I heard from Senior Maori before that Senior Ochi also went to Hyotei in junior high school. The restaurant of Hyotei is great~"
and also?
Ochi's moonlight eyes trembled slightly, and he looked up at her. Others also looked over in surprise, "Hyoutei? Aren't you a student of Rikkai University?"
Zhao Lan smiled and said, "Yes, I studied at Hyotei for a while last year, but unfortunately Senior Ochi had already graduated and left by then."
"So that's it..."
Maori Juzaburo said with some regret: "Ah, I heard that you were performing in a stage play. It's a pity that we were preparing for the exam at that time, otherwise we would have gone to support you."
Haha, no regrets at all...
Thinking of that outrageous stage play, Zhao Lan's face flashed with a moment of relief. It was great that they didn't have time to watch it during the exams.
Seeing Zhaolan's expression, Irie Kanata showed a hint of interest on his face.
He looked at Zhao Lan: "So you, my junior, also like stage plays~ I am actually very passionate about acting~"
"I wouldn't say I like him, it just happened to be Hyotei's school festival..."
Seeing the two people chatting animatedly, Maori Jusaburo turned around and placed the tempura he had just brought in front of her. "Try this. Although it's not as good as what you make, it's much better than what Rikkai University cafeteria makes."
Shuji Tanejima chuckled, "Really? Tempura, let me try it too~" He poked the golden coating with the tip of his chopsticks, and the shrimp tail dangled on the edge of the sauce dish.
"I heard that seafood tempura in Kanagawa is wrapped in shiso leaves?" The sudden question made Zhaolan pause with his chopsticks, and Taneshima took this pause to put the shrimp into his mouth: "Sure enough... the Kansai method is more to my taste."
"Shuuji-kun, it's not gentlemanly to take away a girl's food." Irie Kanata raised his camera and pointed the lens at Tanejima, unexpectedly meeting his inquiring gaze which he had not yet had time to retract.
"makes sense…"
Shuji Tanejima stirred the lemonade in the glass with a straw. Amid the sound of ice cubes colliding, he suddenly pushed the glass in front of Zhao Lan: "Would you like to try it? I added something special to it."
"Anything special?" He picked up the glass and took a sip: "Usually lemonade will have a slight bitter taste."
Zhao Lan's eyes lit up slightly, "Your lemon juice has a balanced sweet and sour taste, and it also has a sweet lychee flavor..."
"In addition to fresh lychees, there's also some mint sorbet," he tilted his head and glanced at Maori and Irie across from him: "But an average taste idiot shouldn't be able to taste it, right?"
Hearing the implication of his words, Irie Kanata's eyes behind the glasses flashed slightly. He held his chin up and observed the subtle expressions on everyone's faces, his gaze fixed on Zhaolan's face diagonally opposite him.
He had an idea and raised his camera, focusing on her.
Zhao Lan looked up and was about to say something when Zhongdao suddenly stood up with a "click" sound. The hem of his sportswear brushed against her shoulder. He leaned over to take the lemonade cup in front of her and took a few sips from the straw. "It turns out that there still needs to be someone who knows how to appreciate it."
Everyone looked over in surprise.
He performed this almost over-the-border action smoothly, and after finishing the drink in the cup, he even remembered to use his thumb to wipe the lip mark he left on the rim of the cup.
Mori Jusaburo's chopsticks broke with a "snap" and he looked at Taneshima with an unchanging expression.
"Speaking of which--" Zhongdao turned the glass and returned to his seat. He looked at Zhao Lan: "How about trying to play doubles with me this afternoon? I have an ability that I have been researching until the last minute, and I always feel that there is still something missing to complete it."
Zhao Lan nodded indifferently, "Sure." Ability, I have seen the black hole yesterday, I wonder what the ability of Tanedo-kun is? She is a little curious...
Taneshima looked at Maori on Zhaolan's other side, and then glanced at Ochi Gekko on his right: "Then I'll trouble you two."
"Wait, we didn't say we wanted to fight you, did we?"
"But, there is no one more suitable to fight with us~"
Maori Jusaburo glanced at him and said nothing. He tightened his fists under the table, closed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath. This provocation was nothing.
No matter what they think, he will never let them succeed...
Thinking of this, he looked at the salad in front of him and picked up a strawberry from the bowl. "There are still strawberries in this season? Hmm... So sweet!"
The bright red fruit flesh swayed at Zhao Lan's lips, "Lan you too..." However, before he could finish his words, Irie Kanata intercepted them with a fork.
"Well, you know what, this strawberry is really sweet. Lan-sang, you should try it too!" He picked up the small silver fork, picked up another strawberry, and handed the fork over.
Ochi Moonlight, who was beside him, glanced at him sideways, snatched the fork from his hand, and pushed the salad bowl directly in front of her.
Zhao Lan looked around without changing his expression, and lowered his eyes to eat.
After a lively lunch, Zhao Lan went to get some dessert. Everyone present had seen her good appetite yesterday, so they were not too surprised today.
"Okay, after lunch, everyone take a good rest and recharge your batteries. Don't forget, we have to gather at three in the afternoon."
Other people in the restaurant also hurried back to rest one after another, especially those who were carrying heavy loads.
In the afternoon, she chatted with Coach Kurihara and Teacher Kurobe about the training content and the training situation of the students who were training with her before returning to her room.