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Tennis no Oujisama © Konomi Takeshi, Shuheisha, Inc

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She shouldn't feel like this.

She kept telling herself that but the rush of blood throughout her body made her react the otherwise. Especially when he got as close as he did at that moment. The moment his face moved closer to her, her world fell into a deafening silence.

She couldn't even hear her own heartbeat.

The sensation was too much that Hikari felt like losing her sanity and was about to close her eyes...

When a glimpse of terror dragged her back to reality.

There they were, the judges of all sanity walking gallantly into her direction like the Gods who were ready to punish the followers who failed them (Was that thunder she was seeing in the background?). The deafening silence broke into turmoil when she saw the great Tezuka Kunimitsu, or better known as her brother, coming side by side with none other than Sanada Genichirō.

Of all the people in the world, she wondered why it had to be those two...

Both of them would live long, she was certain of it. Because she just talked about them a few seconds ago and here they were.

She wanted to escape to the other side but it would be too obvious because her brother would recognise her immediately, so she used the man before her to cover her. It was stated in the movie that people felt most uncomfortable seeing a couple making out.

It must be the most abhorrent sight for them.

Unfortunately for her, they stayed on the very spot.

Not because they were looking at them but because they met someone they know.

"Tezuka-san, Sanada-san! Good afternoon!" the white-haired kind looking man said to them with a bow. "Did you just watch the orchestra too?"

"Ōtori and Shishido from Hyotei, isn't it?" her brother mimicked his gesture. "No. We came from that court." He pointed to the court across the street.

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