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𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 - 𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙤-𝙭

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𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 - 𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙤-𝙭

The uncle and niece duo played their quick game of tennis before the courts and store had even opened. Right after their game, Natsuo gave Ryumi a tour of everything and introduced her to his part-timers and full-timers. All of the girls got along very quickly and quite well, the older females telling Ryumi that she is welcomed to help at the shop any time she wanted. They would teach her how to use the register and she can help stock up when the guys are doing a shipment. Which meant that her uncle would get some free labor but that always happens when a family member owns a business, you somehow help out once in awhile.

Late morning, Natsuo takes Ryumi with him as a helper for one of his elementary school classes as it was a Sunday morning. After being introduced to the first-graders, Ryumi was pulled into the lesson by the younger kids when they found out she has also plays tennis.

So that led the rest of the lesson to turn into all the first-graders vs Ryumi, which she didn't mind. Using her all-white racket that is a contrast to what she is wearing, to just hit the ball softly enough for the younger kids to hit it back to her.

"Get off our court brat!"

Her attention goes from the group of first-graders to the court right next to the one she is on. There is a small group of four high schoolers surrounding a boy her age with light red hair and the top of his head where his hair is in the shape of an ice cream cone. He also has pink blush circles on both of his cheeks. "I rented this court for today with my friends, may...maybe you can get a different court in the office, de yansu! We need to practice so we can join our middle school's tennis club, de yansu!"  He takes multiple steps back as the group of high schoolers walk towards him slowly with smirks on their faces.

"My dad owns this place and he always makes sure we are able to use this court every time we come. Which is everyday. Are you sure you are allowed to use this court?"

The uncle and niece duo look at each other in amusement, Ryumi mentally questioning if her uncle is not telling her that she has a cousin she has never met. Natsuo shakes his head no as if he knew what she was saying in her head. 

"Why don't we play for the court?"

"B-but we paid for it, de yansu."

"Then you will be us in a match. We can even teach you how to play tennis."

Ryumi quietly excuses herself from the small children and walks towards the group in the other court. "Oi, why don't you teach me?"

"Haahh? Little girl this is big kid business."

Ryumi tugs her hat down, leaning against one of the poles for the net. "It doesn't look like big kid business when it's four high schoolers against a middle schooler. Ne, how about I teach you some manners? My uncle won't be to happy when he finds out some old brat is claiming that his father own's his courts."

"Alright, let's do it brat." The leader of the high school group snarls out. "I'll just have my dad ban you from these courts when you lose because he owns them."

"Ah, you don't have to do this, de yansu!" The ice cream come boy looks at Ryumi with a desperate look on his face. "You won't be able to beat them, de yansu! They are really good, de yansu!"

She gives him a big smile, "It'll be just fine." And she steps onto the court with her white racket.

"Rough or smooth?" The cocky high schooler asks.

"Smooth."

"It's rough, ladies first."

"Oh? So, you are serving first? That's fine." She gives him that signature Echizen cocky smirk, angering the older male.

"You brat!"

She bends her knees as she waits for his serve. Once the ball hits her side of the court, she sends it back with a lot of force knocking the racket out of her opponents hands. The male teen looks over at her in shock, she looks back at him with a grin on her face. "15-Love."

Ten minutes later, the high schooler is on his back on the court and desperately trying to calm down his beating heart. As well as trying to catch his breath. Ryumi on the other hand is completely fine, looking down and over the net at the older male. Her uncle walks over finally, standing next to his niece and looks down at the panting teen. "So I have a son now?"

The teen quickly sits up, looking at the older male. "Huh?"

Ryumi starts laughing, "Meet the real owner of the courts, Echizen Natsuo."

"And my niece, Echizen Ryumi. Now will you four gentlemen come with me up to the store and we will talk about it." Natsuo gathers the group of teenagers and leads them off, calling out to his niece as he walks away. "Come to the shop when you are done here Ryumi! The girls will be waiting for you."

The young female nods, walking over to her tennis bag that is on the bench to put her racket away and gather her things.

"Uhm...Thank you for helping me de yansu..." A voice calls out from behind her, causing her to turn around.

"Eh?"

She notices the boy her age with light red hair and the top of his head where his hair is in the shape of an ice cream cone from earlier, who is giving her a small smile. 

"Ah...I am sorry. I was actually helping my uncle out." She picks up her bag, slinging it on her shoulder.

"Oh de yansu.." He frowns slightly.

"I am just messing with you. I'm sorry if that was to mean." She gives him a small smile, "I'm Echizen Ryumi and you?"

He gives her a wide smile, "I'm Urayama Shita, de yansu! Say, you play tennis very well de yansu. I haven't seen you here before, did you just move de yansu?"

"Thank you, I have been playing since I could hold up a racket. Yeah, I just moved in with my uncle to start middle school here." She fixes her bag on her shoulder.

"Oh really de yansu? What school will you be attending de yansu?" He curiously questions.

"Ah, Rikkaidai if I remember correctly." She replies, nodding her head gently.

"REALLY DE YANSU?! I'M GOING THERE TOO DE YANSU!" Urayama shouts, shocking her slightly. "Can you teach me how to play tennis?"

"Eh? Where did that come from?"

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