It's You, Monster Amano

"You bastard..."

Hayama Hayato is now the eighth thorn in Yumiko Miura's heart.

Anyone who mentions him

will explode.

Upon hearing what Makoto Amano said, Miura Yumiko's fury could be seen with naked eyes.

"Yumiko... Amano-san..."

Please, stop fighting...

Why...

Why does this always happen? Every time, the people I care about and the people I like end up in conflict because of me?

As Yuigahama Yui witnessed this familiar scene unfolding before her, she didn't know what to say.

She wished she could split herself in two...

If there were two Yuigahama Yui's right now, wouldn't Amano-san and Yumiko stop arguing?

That thought crossed her mind.

But in reality, the two individuals currently poised and preparing for a competition were not targeting Yuigahama Yui.

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I don't know whether it's because of Amano Makoto, Yuigahama Yui, or Miura Yumiko, but the appearance of these three individuals seemed to captivate everyone's attention.

It could also be attributed to Yumiko Miura's popularity within the current group.

In short, even before Makoto Amano and Yumiko Miura began playing, a group of people who had somehow heard about it had gathered around the tennis court in this secluded corner to spectate and seek excitement.

Of course, most of them were second-year students who were familiar with Makoto Amano and Yumiko Miura.

Idle high school students can be quite enthusiastic about such things.

"Oops..."

Makoto Amano had only intended to give Yumiko Miura a small lesson, but now that so many people were watching...

If he actually made her cry, wouldn't things escalate into a full-blown "grudge"?

This development deviated from Makoto Amano's original intentions for the day.

He simply couldn't tolerate the presence of the blonde girl in front of him, just as he couldn't tolerate Yukino's mistreatment ten years ago.

And he truly desired to teach this arrogant woman a lesson.

"What? Are you scared?"

Yumiko Miura appeared accustomed to being the center of attention.

Surrounded by a crowd, she showed no fear and confidently walked to the center of the court.

She even elegantly brushed back her long, proudly blonde curls.

"If you kneel down and apologize to me now, there's still time."

"Yumiko..."

Due to Makoto Amano's "terrible" comment earlier, Yuigahama Yui also began to think that Miura Yumiko should emerge victorious.

But asking him kneel and apologize seemed excessive.

Couldn't a simple apology suffice?

"Yui, your judgment in choosing men isn't much better. He said that to me earlier, and now he wants to back out when he realizes he's in the wrong. Are you still going to defend this kind of man?"

She interrupted Yuigahama Yui's words and gazed directly at the boy in front of her.

"How about it? Do you want me to beat you, or do you want to kneel down?"

"Your arrogance is infuriating. It's a wonder that you've managed to survive... and grow so much."

Makoto Amano shook his head, his eyes filled with a hint of pity and helplessness.

He had initially believed that Yukino was arrogant enough when they were children, but he hadn't expected to encounter such an "arrogant monster" who disregarded others.

"Hmph, long-winded, didn't you just say you were going to beat me to tears?"

She is already eager to try.

"Amano-san, Yumiko was in the tennis club of her junior high school, and she was elected as the county representative...you..."

If it doesn't work, just withdraw...

At present, there are more and more people watching the game, Yuigahama Yui wondered if it would be better to escape here with Amano Makoto right now?

And Yumiko is an idiot who doesn't understand my feelings at all...

Yuigahama Yui had had enough of being caught between the two of them.

"So that's it, county representative, is this the reason for your arrogance?"

Makoto Amano said and looked at the crowd of onlookers nearby.

Fortunately, although quite a few people from the school had already gathered, that Kasumigaoka-senpai who likes to be alone did not come here to join in the fun.

I hope that after this, the story of him making the girl cry won't reach her.

Otherwise, the difficulty of his strategy will increase again...

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and start!"

Miura Yumiko glanced back at the students nearby, and as expected, she spotted the members of the Refilling group. Among them was Hayama Hayato, someone she didn't particularly want to see at the moment, but deep down, she secretly desired to catch a glimpse of him.

"Yumiko..."

Hayama Hayato hurriedly made his way through the crowd towards her.

However, he wasn't there to offer words of encouragement, but rather to inquire...

"Why do you want to compete with Amano?"

In Hayama's perception, Amano Makoto was a destructive existence. No matter the project, nobody could surpass him.

He recalled that the last person to play tennis with Makoto Amano had been Yukinoshita Yukino.

Following that match, Yukino had never played tennis again.

"Why shouldn't I?"

Yumiko Miura's brow furrowed slightly.

She didn't expect Hayama Hayato to come here just to tell her this.

Instead of reaching out and saying 'I'll help you fight him'...

"That guy is a monster; there's no way you can defeat him! So why, all of a sudden, do you want to play against him?

Hayama Hayato wanted to take Miura Yumiko away, but his performance undoubtedly made the other party feel rebellious.

She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in him.

"Get out of the way, Hayato..."

Tap——

She swung the racket directly, and the tennis ball shot into the court like a bullet, flying behind Makoto Amano.

"15-0"

Among the crowd of onlookers, some good people have already sat on the referee's seat and announced that Miura Yumiko's score is valid.

"Hey, Hayato, even if we have known each other since childhood, I will still sue you for defamation if you say that about me."

Monster?

Since when did I have this nickname?

Makoto Amano didn't care about Miura Yumiko's serve.

When he considered allowing this woman to take advantage, he resolved to make her experience the consequences at a later time.

The psychological gap caused by this can hit a person's heart without any suspense.

He has tried the same thing countless times on Yukino.

Hmm...mainly Yukino when she was a child...

"I..."

Hayama looked at the stubborn Miura Yumiko, and then at the indifferent Amano Makoto.

He is still perplexed as to why these two individuals have suddenly started competing with each other.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Since Yumiko Miura didn't answer, he can only ask Makoto Amano to give it a try.

"Hayato, it was this Miura classmate who refused to let me go and insisted on fighting with me. If you don't believe me, you can ask her."

Another serve pierced through the air, bounced to the ground with a light crisp sound, and then slammed into the barbed wire fence heavily.

boom!

Makoto Amano missed Yumiko Miura's serve again.

"30-0"

The students onlookers exclaimed one after another for Yumiko's bullet serve.

Some people have already begun to question whether Amano Makoto can't play tennis or something like that.

Of course, more people are admiring Yumiko Miura's posture of jumping to serve as if dancing.

This woman is really good at tennis.

Well, at least it's much better than the Yuigahama Yui who just picked up the ball from the beginning to the end.

"What, can't you even hit a ball?"

The blonde girl who scored two goals in a row had completely looked down on the "enemy" in front of her.

"Should I slow down the ball a little?"

"No need, I will definitely recieve the next ball."

Facing Miura Yumiko's disdainful eyes and the boos of those onlookers, Amano Makoto started clapping with both hands with a "serious" face.

"You can still be stubborn..."

She swung her racket with all her might, with a cruel smile on her face.

Makoto Amano's "desperate" swing only touched the edge of the tennis ball slightly, and did not change the course of the ball.

boom!

The tennis ball shot like a bullet slammed into the barbed wire behind him again.

But this time the tennis ball just bounced off the barbed wire and entered Makoto Amano's hands.

"3-0, Miura got the game point!"

The referee's announcement made the onlookers lose their suspense about the outcome.

People have even started to leave.

A one-sided game can attract no one.

"Hmph, is this what you said you will definitely receive it?"

She glanced at him sarcastically, then raised her neck as white as a swan.

"Didn't I already receive it? By hand."

He smiled and tossed the ball in his hand.

"You...you don't know how to play tennis at all, do you?"

Because it was too easy to win, Yumiko Miura didn't feel much pleasure either.

"Amano-san..."

Yuigahama Yui on the side didn't dare to watch the game in front of her anymore.

"Although I have only played tennis once, don't worry, I still know a little about the rules of winning."

Makoto Amano shook the tennis ball in his hand with a tennis racket.

"How about this, instead of going through all six rounds, let's decide the outcome in one round. Now that you've got the match point, it's my right to serve, okay?"

"you sure?"

One set?

Even if she gave this guy the right to serve, there was no way she would lose.

She only thought that the opponent wanted to find a way to get off for the next loss.

"Well, it's better for you and me to end it soon."

"It's up to you, but if I win, you have to promise me a thing."

Yumiko Miura took the opportunity to increase the price.

She had to figure out who Hayama Hayato liked today.

"Okay, then if I win, you can't speak loudly in front of me in the future."

"Hmph, come on,You can serve!"

Makoto Amano: ~(˘▾˘~) ~(˘▾˘)~ (~˘▾˘)~

"Let's see how you beat me!"

This guy is obviously scared to death, but he dares to say such big words.

Yumiko Miura looked at the tennis ball in Makoto Amano's hand with a relaxed expression, wondering whether she should finish it now or play with him for a while.

Then she turned his head and glanced at Hayama Hayato who was going to stop her from fighting Amano Makoto just now.

Although she don't know why, Hayato's behavior just now seemed to be afraid of Makoto Amano.

And the expression now is also... dignified.

I really don't know what he was thinking.

boom! boom!

Makoto Amano patted the tennis ball on the ground with his hands.

Immediately afterwards, he tossed the bouncing ball high into the air.

It was the sound of a racquet sweeping a ball.

The ball flew quickly towards Yumiko Miura's half.

"The speed is okay, but it doesn't seem to be difficult..."

Miura Yumiko held the racket across her chest, intending to watch the ball hit.

But the moment the ball landed at Miura Yumiko's feet, there was a strong spin, and then an unexpected lane change occurred, flying straight towards Miura Yumiko's cheek.

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