[Net King] The Crown of Tennis

It was that dark place again where he couldn't see anything, so quiet that hallucinatory sounds appeared in his ears.It's just, gradually, a little bit different.

The high-pitched sound no longer resounded through the entire space as before, and it seemed that other sounds appeared.

thump.

Yukimura smiled, this was a voice he was all too familiar with, he had heard it thousands of times every day.

He stared at the direction where the sound came from, and he saw that familiar ball really crossed the space like a god, tearing apart the complete darkness.Followed by the second, third...

More and more tennis balls landed on a field in front of him with different trajectories, bounced, and rolled behind him.Like white lines on a black drawing board, the darkness in front of him was dispelled.Showing the outline of the white border, and the net.

The middle line divides the tennis court equally, with one side bright and the other dark.But before Yukimura had a little taste of his mood at this time, a high-speed and fast-spinning tennis ball hit his feet hard.

Boom!

Yukimura's heart jumped along with the tennis ball.But the opposite side obviously did not give Yukimura a chance to buffer time, and then another spinning slash ball hit the sideline.

Straight ball.

Lob.

short ball.

Curveball.

Wiping tennis balls.

……

The power and speed of each ball are impressive, and some of them can even change the intended bouncing direction due to the rotation of the ball.Yukimura felt a little uncomfortable, he couldn't hit such a perfect and precise ball now, and the tennis ball in the opponent's hand was more fierce, fast, and delicate.

He was so suppressed that he couldn't lift his head, and even felt a strong sense of powerlessness.The tennis ball flying towards him in this half of the court hit the ground, and it also woke him who was complacent about being invincible among his peers.I thought that he knew enough about it, that he had already controlled it with the light blue "command arrow", that he was already infinitely close to it.

Still not enough, far from enough.

How can he be reconciled, his tennis can also be like this, can't he!

An Ji found that the eldest son of the family, Jingshi, seemed to have been stimulated recently. He got up at five in the morning and went out. After school in the afternoon, he went straight to the club to practice tennis. After dinner, he took a rest and went out with a tennis bag. .How can we go on like this.Obviously, I used to go to the beach for a walk and draw a picture.She expressed her concerns to her father, Ming Hao, but Yukimura's father said that it was a good thing that Seiichi was so energetic and enthusiastic, and told her not to worry.

Finally, when Yukimura asked to carry weights, Anki felt that it was necessary for her to talk to her eldest son.

"Jingichi, is this really okay? You have to pay attention to your body. No matter what, you can't practice tennis like this all day, right? Mom is a little worried."

"It's okay! Mom, I can't play tennis if I really wear myself out. Right?" was Yukimura's response.

"but……"

"Mom doesn't believe that I can take care of myself..." Yukimura looked shocked, and his tone became low, "I'm already growing up."

"..."

An Ji felt that she had indeed hurt the self-esteem of her eldest son, who had been caring and warm since childhood, but because of her mother's nature, she was still worried.Although he didn't know much about these things, An Ji still specially accompanied Yukimura to the sporting goods store to pick out weights and dumbbells.

Yukimura doesn't think he has anything to worry about, he's not satisfied with his current level of tennis.After repeatedly ensuring that the weights he chose would not affect his health, prevent him from growing taller, or cause him to fall or bump inexplicably, Yukimura finally got four weights and two dumbbells as he wished.

So after Yukimura put on the weight and hit the first serve wobbly and before it even crossed the net, his face was rarely gloomy.

Then An Ji found out that her eldest son was spending all day at the tennis club on weekends.I didn't go home at noon.

The younger sister, Yumi, is not very happy either, because her brother has been missing recently, and he doesn't even play with her on weekends.Even if it is rare to be at home, I still watch the tennis match with a laptop in a serious manner.That's right, Yukimura, with his unshakable practice every day and the right to use DVDs to watch tennis game videos from time to time, has given tennis a sense of presence in his six-year-old sister Yumi.

Sanada also expressed dissatisfaction with this. He miraculously defeated Yukimura 6-3 in the practice match with Yukimura.It was unbelievable, but when he knew Yukimura was carrying a load, he was outraged.He originally thought that his new style of play through the fusion of swordsmanship worked, but the actual situation was not like this.

So Sanada also put on the weight and asked Yukimura to replay the game. The result was unsurprisingly 6-0, and Yukimura won.Therefore, Sanada stubbornly believes that he has not won against Yukimura, and Yukimura cannot understand this kind of thinking: if you lose, you lose, and the mentality of both parties is also a factor that determines the outcome.Sanada put his all into this match, and he didn't care much, so he didn't take off the weight, and that's why Sanada won.Is there any controversy about this?

Sanada was very depressed. He thought that even if he couldn't beat Yukimura, the distance between them was only six or seven steps. After this match, he felt that he was farther away from Yukimura.

"Don't worry about this, Genichiro."

Yukimura said this to him, but how could he not care!He has been with this person all the time, but now he can only watch from behind, and the gap in strength between the two is getting bigger and bigger.This frustrates Sanada, who has always been strict with himself, strives for the first place, and strives for victory.

Yukimura was helpless.Sanada has become more rigid, and he is very concerned about the outcome and gap between him and himself.Even though he is still such a young age, he already has the sternness not to lose to an adult.He didn't know if he should remind Sanada, or say, joke with Sanada from time to time to make him relax?

He did, and got his wish to see Sanada change his face again and again.

"Too slack!" Sanada always emphasized like this, but then his face softened or blushed inappropriately.Yukimura had no other thoughts at first, seeing Sanada's reaction, he couldn't help teasing him more.

He and Sanada had very few chances to get along. Their families were not close to each other, and the elementary schools they attended were different. Yukimura was in Nanshonan Elementary School, and Sanada was in Kanagawa Elementary School. Apart from club activities, there was only You can meet them by going to another person's house on weekends or evenings.

As the tennis style of the two gradually formed, Yukimura felt that he could not understand Sanada's thoughts more and more.He knew that the Sanada family was a kendo family, and there was a gymnasium at home. He also knew that Sanada had practiced kendo since he was a child, and his arm strength was stronger than ordinary people, so he always had the speed and momentum of swinging a knife when he swung his racket.but--

A tennis racket is not a knife for a swordsman duel.

Tennis is not something that makes people compare their abilities.

Tennis is tennis!

Every time Sanada looks at him with eyes full of fighting spirit, and gestures with a tennis racket in the gesture of swinging a knife, Yukimura always feels a little uncomfortable.

It seems that Sanada can only see the opponent who is a net away from him, and never cares about the tennis ball in his hand.

His cognition began to diverge from Sanada.

Of course, this does not mean that he will say to Sanada: Genichiro, is your idea of ​​tennis wrong?Or insist on Sanada playing tennis according to his understanding.He and Sanada have known each other for almost five years, and he respects Sanada's own views and cherishes his friendship with Sanada.

The four seasons in Kanagawa are not very distinct. Even in winter, there is light rain and not so cold wind brought by the warm Pacific Current.At this time, the seaside town has not been completely occupied by 30-meter-high buildings, and the road by the sea is still an excellent place to experience the salty sea breeze and the sunrise on the sea.After the run, of course.

Yukimura felt that the beach was a good training ground after initial attempts.The soft and fine sand will greatly reduce the bounce height of the tennis ball, or even not bounce; it will also have a certain impact on the spin of the ball, so it is difficult to change the bounce angle.He believes his power and spin will improve significantly.Moreover, you can turn over the drawing board when you are resting, and draw a magnificent scene of sunrise and sunset along with the bleak sound of the surging waves.

It felt like the perfect location, in every sense of the word.

uh huh...

No, except for easy slippery steps.

Innocent.

The author has something to say:

Sanada is a big problem that I can't avoid no matter where I write.I'm actually... kind of biased against him.Basically if I've made a mockery of Sanada in the text, it's because I'm reviewing certain parts of the anime and can't help being subjective.And my explanation of what he did in the original book is probably not pleasing, so readers who like Sanada very much should be cautious.Also, the lucky party... You can do whatever you want, the royal couple really have nothing to say.But Yukimura's "love" here is tennis.

This article does not follow the fantasy style, and once again emphasizes that it is privately set up like a mountain & please pay attention to the copywriting.