The Journey of the Light-type Superpower

Chapter 141 The Prince of Tennis' Lively Lunch

Oshitari pushed his reflective lenses and said, "Considering your tastes, I have specially asked someone to prepare two types of set meals, Japanese and Western."

"What a good plan," Yanagi Renji's hand that was flipping through the notebook suddenly paused, "he even considered this." He looked meaningfully at the plate of specially made wasabi sauce in front of Atobe.

Sanada looked at them and hummed, and the smile in Yukimura's eyes faded a little.

The lunch was more sumptuous than anyone could imagine.

From exquisite French appetizers to traditional Japanese set meals, from fresh seafood platters to a variety of desserts, we have everything.

After the chefs professionally introduced each dish, they politely left and said they would come back to clear the dishes in the afternoon.

Zhao Lan politely sent the chef out and went over to set the table.

"Okay, let's go and have dinner now!" Atobe took the lead and walked towards the restaurant. He sat down on the chair next to Zhaolan. Of course, Karaji sat next to Atobe.

Yukimura sat on the other side of her. Yanagi Renji and Oshitari, who were a step late, had to sit next to Yukimura and Kabaji. The others came over and sat down one after another.

Zhao Lan poured non-alcoholic champagne into everyone's glasses. She raised her glass and stood up first, "Thank you all for your hard work today. Thank you for the sumptuous lunch that Atobe brought us."

"You don't have to be so polite, Arashi. By the way, I also want to thank you for the delicious dessert~" Yukimura smiled and turned to Atobe, "Of course, I also want to thank Captain Atobe for sending me lunch."

"Okay, let's stop being polite. Let's not waste today's delicious food. Let's enjoy it!" Atobe shook the non-alcoholic champagne in his hand and continued.

Everyone raised their glasses as well. Niou glanced at Kirihara beside him and smiled mischievously: "Cheers to your afternoon study!!"

“Cheers! Cheers!!”

Seeing Kirihara raising his glass with a toothache on his face, everyone burst out laughing.

The atmosphere at the table was lively, with everyone discussing what they would learn in the afternoon with some casual chat in between.

Yukimura put the peeled shrimp into Zhaolan's bowl, and it just happened to touch the chopsticks that were holding the scallops of Atobe.

Both of them paused at the same time, looked up at each other, and put the things in her bowl.

Yanagi Renji silently pushed over a small saucer of dipping sauce and a glass of water.

Zhao Lan glanced at the people around her out of the corner of her eye. She had experienced this kind of scene too many times. She ate the food in the bowl as if nothing had happened and casually picked up some of their favorite food for them.

"You guys eat too, don't just focus on me, we'll finish everything soon."

Oshitari on the opposite side looked at the three people over there with flickering eyes. It seemed that as long as he was willing to work hard, he would not be completely without chance.

Atobe and Yukimura chatted idly, and when they talked about the upcoming national competition, Zhaolan would also interject a word or two from time to time.

She had just picked up a piece of tempura when suddenly there was a loud bang on the table - they were all startled and the lid of the teapot in Yukimura's hand fell to the ground.

Several people looked over there and saw that Kirihara and Xianghi were fighting for some reason.

"I got this first!" Kirihara Akaya tightly guarded a piece of Mermaid Island dessert on the plate, and his inky black curly hair fluttered like exploding seaweed as he moved.

Mukai Gakuto leaned halfway across the table and said, "It was clearly my hand that touched the plate first! Are you guys at Rikkai University so unruly?"

As he spoke, he was about to jump up and rush towards Kirihara, but Oshitari beside him quickly held him down: "Hey, Gakuto, stop it, let go!"

"Inuzuka, let me go. I must teach this brat a lesson today!"

On the other side, Niou was also pulling Kirihara who was repeatedly punching towards him.

While struggling, Kirihara shouted, "Who's afraid of who? If you have the guts, let's fight now!"

"Stop arguing. Aren't there still a lot over there?" Zhao Lan looked at the whole box of desserts speechlessly.

"No! I want this one!!" The two spoke at the same time and pounced on each other. During the argument, the dessert flew out and fell on Xiangri's head.

"——Ah!! My hair! I'm going to kill you!!"

Kirihara was stunned for a moment, "Let me go!" He pushed Niou away, "Come on, who's afraid of who?"

The two instantly struggled with each other.

"Ouch~~"

Suddenly, Little Tornado screamed and jumped up. While the two were playing, someone stepped on it.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, like a domino effect.

Zhao Lan picked up the little whirlwind and when he lowered his head to check it, there was a crisp sound of rustling -

When she looked back again, the food plates were scattered all over the floor, and the soup from the bowls and dishes had also spilled on Oshitari and Niou who were trying to stop the fight. Both of them were covered in soup!

The two were stunned for a moment, their foreheads twitching with anger, but the other two didn't stop. "You two bastards!!" The two got hot-headed and instantly changed from trying to stop the fight to joining it.

"Stop it, all of you!" Sanada shouted, and everyone paused.

At this moment, the snack box that was knocked away by someone drew a parabola in the air and accurately hit the head of Sanada who was about to get angry.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone was stunned by this scene.

"Too...too lax!" His clenched fists trembled slightly, and the spilled soup dripped down his hair.

"Sanada..." Seeing his expression, Zhao Lan fell silent instantly.

Oshitari's glasses reflected the light and he silently loosened his grip on Xiangri's collar; Niou's pigtails were so scared that they stood up, and he calmly moved half a step behind Liu.

Suddenly everyone felt their scalps tighten. Sanada instantly appeared behind the four people. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He had a white and purple dessert on his head, and veins bulged on his dark face.

"All of you - reflect on yourselves!" The sudden roar echoed throughout the house.

Zhao Lan rubbed his numb ears, and his body shook a few times due to the roar.

The little whirlwind in her arms buried his head in her arms and tucked his ears in.

Looking at the chaotic group of people over there and the plates on the ground, Zhao Lan twitched his lips and silently took out his phone: "Hello, is this a pizza shop? Please send twenty..."

Atobe and Yanagi Renji, who heard it nearby, almost couldn't help laughing out loud at the same time.

"Pfft."

Yukimura's soft laughter broke the frozen air.

Seeing Niou, Oshitari and Muguchi being beaten and looking completely dumbfounded, Zhaolan couldn't help but laugh.

"Ah, what a gorgeous ending." Atobe pinched a falling porcelain plate with two fingers.

Looking at Sanada's dark face, Zhao Lan couldn't hide his smile.

She coughed lightly and whispered, "Genichirō... there are bathrooms on the first floor and upstairs, why don't you go take a shower first?"

She turned her head and looked at Atobe, feeling it was a pity that his kindness was wasted.

Understanding what she meant, Atobe shook his head. He looked towards Sanada and Oshitari and the others, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "It's worth the price of the ticket to see this scene~"

Zhao Lan remembered that when she was disguised in her previous world, she seemed to have saved a lot of men's clothes. She told a few people to get their things and went upstairs to get clothes for them.

Zhao Lan took out the clothes he had saved before, found a few T-shirts that had never been worn and were similar in size to their bodies, and went downstairs.

"They are all new. You guys can go wash them. There is a washing machine outside the bathroom. You can throw your dirty clothes in and change them after they are washed."

Oshitari took it and took a look at the size. His eyes flickered and he asked casually, "Why do you have men's T-shirts here?"