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Maybe I'll be thinking about Mo Yi's problem tonight and won't be able to sleep all night.

So, he pointed the finger at the last member of the service club and the real boss of the service club, Yukinoshita Yukino.

"Yukoshita-san, what about you?"

Yukinoshita Yukino was extremely serious, facing Mo Yi with a meticulous expression, and said:

"I have to admit that this is an excellent story. Although it is ordinary, it is also extremely true, classmate Mo Yi."

Yukinoshita Yukino said calmly:

"I originally thought that you would write such a story just because of deep feelings or a sudden inspiration. But after you asked that cruel question, I knew your true face."

"What a wicked guy."

"In order to satisfy my inner hobby, I deliberately play with the characters in the story and shape it into a story that makes people pity and love it. Then I tear it apart in front of the people who like it and appreciate the sadness of others when beautiful things are shattered."

Having said this, Yukinoshita Yukino stood up, walked to Mo Yi, looked down at Mo Yi condescendingly, and continued:

"Now I finally understand why Mr. Shizuka Hiratsuka asked me to correct you. Essentially, you are worse than the penguin next door."

Yukinoko put her right hand on her chin and rubbed it, looking at her face as usual. Mo Yi, who had long since developed the ability to withstand sniper rifle attacks, said cautiously:

"As expected, you are annoying."

"A guy who is talented but full of bad taste is very valuable to correct. In other words, I have to correct you, otherwise you will become a dangerous person who harms society in the future."

The reason that made Yukinoshita Yukino determined to correct Mo Yi was that she didn't come out because she felt that Mo Yi was actually a bit like the sister she had to surpass, with the same bad taste and thick skin.

Before defeating his sister, Mo Yi may be a good training partner.

Just like you have to fight a wave of Four Heavenly Kings before you fight the boss, Mo Yi is the Four Heavenly Kings in Yukinoko's eyes.

"Ha ha···"

Mo Yi, whose bad taste was exposed, laughed awkwardly. He just wanted to have some fun. Should I exaggerate to the point of endangering society? In fact, I would have already reached the point of endangering society! ,

As expected of Yukinoshita Yukino, the weirdo in the service department, he was seen through so easily.

"What?"

Yuigahama Yui felt a sense of loss as if her idol had been shattered, and said:

"Could it be that Mo Yi deliberately wrote such a sad story just because he wanted to see others sad?"

"It's not Kouga!"

Mo Yi immediately complained:

"I admit that I asked you that question just now because I wanted to joke with you. This is just a little hobby that all creators have, but I will not write such a story for such a reason."

"I see, I knew that classmate Mo Yi was not such a bad person."

Yuigahama Yui patted her chest reassuringly and said:

"Although it is a bit abrupt, student Mo Yi, can you tell me why you created such a beautiful and sad story?"

"Is it because you have the same experience as Guishu?"

Yuigahama Yui looked at Mo Yi with some sympathy, which made Mo Yi feel uncomfortable all over.

"You are overthinking, Yuigahama-san. Do all creators have to have personal experience when writing a new story? Then aren't those writers who write about time travel to other worlds just passers-by?"

Mo Yi complained helplessly:

"In fact, the inspiration for the story of this book is related to what I am late for today."

"Um--"

Although Yukinoko doesn't like Mo Yi, it doesn't mean she doesn't like his novels. She is still quite interested in the origin of the story. All this is to understand the patient better and then correct the other person's twisted mind.

Of course, Mo Yi will not admit that his mind is twisted. His three views have been influenced by redism. How can he be worse than you awkward problem children!

"Okay, since you are all so interested, I'll give you a rough outline."

Mo Yi felt the expectant eyes of Yuigahama Yui, and the two pairs of eyes that loved to talk but secretly observed, so he knew that it was okay not to say anything.

He said helplessly:

"When I was in school today, on a slope full of cherry blossoms, I helped a school girl pick up her thunder beetle. During the process, I talked to her about the speed of the falling cherry blossoms, and thus this story began. Inspired.”

"So this is ah!"

After Yuigahama Yui's inner curiosity was satisfied, a new question appeared again, and she said familiarly:

"It's like an encounter in a light novel. Isn't that school girl going to be late too? In fact, I'm quite curious who that is?"

“···”

Tuanzi, you are really a curious baby. Can't you learn advanced experience from the revolutionary martyrs?

Didn’t you know there is a cause of death called “knowing too much?”

"Bang, bang,..."

When Mo Yi was about to complain to Jiraimi Dango, there was a knock on the classroom door, and then there was a petite, cute-looking boy who looked like an animal type - Totsuka Ayaka.

So cute, he must be a boy, there's no problem with that.

"Hello, is this the service department?"

The cute boy Ayaka Totsuka walked in with an uneasy expression.

Also because of his arrival, the time of complaining between Mo Yi and Tuanzi ended before it even started, which was really sad.

After some understanding and consultation, Yukinoshita Yukino and others also figured out the other party's request. He hoped that the service department and others would help him improve his tennis skills.

"In that case, let's go out to the tennis court."

After accepting the other party's commission, Yukinoshita Yukino took his left and right guardians and a non-staff member Mo Yi to the tennis court for a hellish exercise.

The short daily routine is over, and it’s time to start the high-energy and funny plot again.

Yes, the following is the plot of The Prince of Tennis.

Have you ever heard of a tennis ball that can hit a black hole?

Chapter 10: Philosophy is infinitely good, but it can’t be reborn