Chapter 64: Extra: Tennis And Other Riajuu Sports


TL: Akabane


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Speaking of college students, tennis is their favorite sport. No one would question that. However, there are a lot of preparations required to play tennis in college. In other words, it's not cool if you're not good at it! We, the usual members, rented a tennis court in a big park right next to the university and practiced on our own. We decided to join a loose tennis club, but we still want to be cool, right? That was the idea.


"So, how well can you guys play tennis?"


Ayashiro, with her blond hair in a ponytail and unusually natural makeup, looked at first glance as if she could stand up to Wimbledon.


"I've never handled a varnish racket before, so I'm not sure."


"Hey, wait a minute! What did you just say?


"I've never handled a varnish racket before, so I'm not sure."


"You need to rephrase that! You need to correct that part! That's an even worse thing to say!"


Whether her appearance had changed or not, Ayashiro was the same as always. And next, she asks Milan.


"I'm pretty used to it! I did a lot of gymnastics! It's a bit of a blank, but I'm fine!"


Milan seems to be fine. And Yuzuriha... She looked somewhat distant.


"Everyone. Do you know? There's a way of playing tennis called triples."


"What's that...that sounds so sad...I don't want to hear about it..."


Milan must have sensed Yuzuriha's past circumstances. She looks somewhat uncomfortable.


"Except for me, the other three are happily teaming up, and all I can do is watch from outside the court...phew...triples..."


It was still a sad bocce story.


"Don't worry! Play with me! I'm here for you!"


Ayashiro and Milan hugged Yuzuriha tightly from both sides.


"Ayashiro! Izumi! Thank you!"


It's very fine that the three girls get along so well. By the way, I'm an extra, right? Oh well, I'm not so wild as to put in a quip there.










And we started practicing. Milan was certainly good. And Ayashiro was good, too. Or rather, she swallowed very fast. She was extremely dexterous. She easily learned the drive volley after seeing it just once. She is really versatile. I don't see anything Ayashiro is not good at. She doesn't seem to have many friends, but she's a good communicator. I wonder if she has any weak points?


"Ei! Huh? Why? The ball went through! What does that mean!!!!"


Yuzuriha was puzzled by the volley. When the ball came close, she would swing the racket as hard as she could. That wouldn't do.


"No, it wasn't transparent. It was just an empty swing. This one needs a little practice."


I signaled to Milan to hit the ball. I did the most standard volley in front of Yuzuriha.


"Like this. A volley is just waiting for the ball, not swinging the racket. It's like a bunt in baseball."


"I see. I see. I'll try my best!"


And so began Yuzuriha's volley practice with Milan's ball.


"Yes! Yes! Yes!"


Yuzuriha's boobs swayed with each volley. Her skirt also fluttered.


"You know. I didn't like frilly pants until the other day. As a wearer, it's just so difficult to use them."


Before I knew it, Ayashiro was standing next to me. Then she began to talk about a mystery.


"What is it? That statement seems to stomp out a man's dreams, doesn't it? I mean, frilly clothes, pants, and bras are a guy's favorite."


"Yeah, I admit that they look cute. It's the lack of practicality that I don't like, though. Look at those two!"


A glimpse of ass wrapped in a white unscotched skirt glimpsed out from the volleying Yuzuriha's skirt. I could see good old fashioned frills on it.


"Very nice! Give me more!"


Ayashiro's gaze fell on Milan's skirt. This one, surprisingly, was also black showing pants with white ruffles. You're a virgin! Even though you're a virgin, but, isn't that so naughty?!


"Huh...it's lovely, isn't it? Frills. I'm glad I recommended it to you two who are having trouble getting under your skirts. It's so pretty!"


"Yes! No! Ayashiro virus barrier! Let's play some serious tennis! Hyahaha! Milan! Give us a ball, a ball, a ball!"


I stick to Ayashiro's back and grab both of her hands. I did to Ayashiro what tennis coaches do to their students to teach them how to swing.


"Kya! What is this! I'm so embarrassed!"


"Look! This is how you swing! Here, here, here! Hahahaha!"


"Kyan! My own swing is being dyed in Tokiwa's color! Hahahaha!"


From the outside, it may look like they are flirting with each other. But it's definitely not. I was just trying to get rid of the bad guy who peeked inside their skirt. I have no other intention than that!


"Ah! That's not fair! Please teach me too!


With that, Yuzuriha stuck to my back. I felt a very big and soft sensation on my back!


"Oh? Yuzuriha! You're so smart! Me too, then!"


Ayashiro rubs her ass against me. This feeling is so bad! What's bad is that I can feel the shape of a woman's ass directly in front of my body, which I usually don't get a chance to see!


"Aah! You guys are cheating! I want to be a part of this!"


Milan is looking at me through the net, somewhat forlornly. But if any more girls get close to me, I'm going to be in trouble! I'll be like,


"No!"


"No!"


"Why not?


"Fufu. I'm sorry, but we can only accommodate two people on our regular board!"


"Giggle. Milan, why don't you just put the racket between your legs and scrub your grip by yourself? Giggle."


Lately I've been thinking that maybe Yuzuriha has a talent for S? And with a frustrated look on her face, Milan does as she's told and begins to rub her grip with the racket between her legs.


"Damn it...boo, I want to get in there too...hahahaha."


Milan's virility is not good as she stares at us with a somewhat loose smile on her face while her face turns red with frustration.


"Oh dear! You're so pathetic with that forlorn look on your face! You slutty virgin b*tch!"


"Virgin b*tch! No, no! I am! I am! Hahahaha!"


Milan is breathing harder and harder, and it's really gross. If you don't have a good face, you can't show this to people. We were enjoying this playful banter when she said to me.


"What are you guys doing?


I heard a familiar voice. Mashiba, the members of the medical school tennissers, and Igarashi were there. Everyone except Igarashi was staring at us with donkey eyes.


"No, stop it! Don't look at me like that! Haa...haa...haa..."


"So what are you guys doing? I really don't get it..."


I don't know either. I can't even imagine what's going on in this group's heads. But the rest of the girls were breathing in unison.


"""3.1415P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"""


"So what's 3.1415P? What the hell is 0.1415? I don't understand."


Igarashi approaches Milan with a smiling face. Then, looking at the grips.


"I don't know why you're scrubbing the grips! Milan looks like she's having fun, so I'll help her out!"


"No, stop! Get your hands off my grips! Don't rub my grip! … Ah… Hmm! Ahhn ♡"


And as Igarashi rubbed her grip, Milan's body trembled. Why do you look so comfortable? ...Let's pretend we didn't see that. Let's pretend we didn't see it.









There's been a delicate atmosphere between me and Igarashi since the circle camp the other day. It's not that we're ignoring each other or fighting cold war. It's like we can't find a clue and we're just slouching around. This kind of experience was not in my previous world. Couple fights and marital fights happened from time to time, but they were quickly made up. That's why it was hard for me to take action. What should I do? I'm really struggling.


"Speaking of which! You said you wanted to play tennis together the other day! How about it? Igarashi! Won't you play tennis with us?"


Milan suddenly said something like that. I looked at her and she winked at me coolly.


"Eh? I was thinking of playing tennis with you."


"That's fine! That's right! The other day I got in trouble with your boss! It was my first morning of college, and he made me feel like I'd ruined it! As an apology, wouldn't it make more sense to leave that childhood friend over there and have a moral relationship?!"


"Eh? Did our Hagiri cause you any trouble? I'm sorry about that."


"Well, since we've talked about it... it would be helpful if you could take over."


Somehow, Yuzuriha has mastered the yakuza-like way of making connections. When my eyes met her, she gave me a lovely wink.


"Ugh. I've got debts for the other day, so I can't go out strongly...! Riri. Can you deal with them for a little while? Well, look. They're stupid, but they're not bad guys..."


"Uh, yeah. I don't mind..."


Mashiba and the others moved away to a court a little further away and started playing tennis there. Apparently, today was the day to play tennis here.


"Well, we're a team, but I'm not interested in making new friends, so we'll split up in a couple of days. But you boys will be escorting our guests. I'd like that."


With that, Ayashiro quickly settled the matter of team division. Our eyes met as we parted to each other's courts, and she winked at me so beautifully. They were all offering me a helping hand. Then I'll have to work hard too.


"Um, Igarashi. Will you work with me?"


"Umm, yes. Nice to meet you, Tokiwa..."


Igarashi was puzzled, but smiled kindly at me. I was caught her his smile and laughed too. I felt that the rift between us had dissipated a little.


"This is the first time we've teamed up properly..."


"Yes, it is. It's the first time. But. I'm comfortable with it. For me."


"Yes, it does. I have a strange feeling about it, too. Even though it's my first time. It's like I'm used to it...it's strange."


And so we traded heated matches with Ayashiro, Milan, and Yuzuriha triples. And we lost in straight games. But I wasn't at all disappointed. We had a lot of fun playing each other's good and unusual games and talking with each other. Finally, the five of us took a picture together. One was taken seriously, and the other was taken jokingly. I will never forget this day.








The cost of Igarashi's home run ball, which went missing, was all on me. It was a bit of an expense, but I paid it off like a man without saying a word.



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