[Net King] The Crown of Tennis

On the morning of the semifinals, Yukimura welcomed a regular visitor.

After nine o'clock, Xingcun was still training in the simulated competition in the ward. When the familiar footsteps came, he opened his eyes and sighed softly, and got out of bed to make tea.

After the polite knock on the door was agreed, the door opened, and a handsome young man in blue and white sportswear walked in.

"Atobe." Yukimura gestured to Atobe for the teacup on the cabinet, and sat down on the bed.Atobe sat on the chair, holding a teacup and Yukimura were relatively silent.

"..."

"Isn't it hot?"

"It's not hot, it's a bit bitter." Where it's cold, where it's bitter, the two of them know it well.

There was another silence.

"Sanada and the others are playing right now."

"That's right." The two chiefs of the Kanto strong team miraculously met in the hospital, "I'm venting my anger on you."

"Ah." Atobe tugged at his mouth, but still couldn't laugh.

Yukimura felt that the atmosphere was too heavy now, and he was thinking about how to adjust it, when Atobe said first: "Have you watched the match between me and Tezuka?"

"what."

"In the past, every time your members of Lihai finished the competition, they would ask you for a comment. Do I have a chance this time?"

"Wonderful game." Yukimura replied simply, "The protracted game is correct."

Atobe's gaze met Yukimura's, and he said for a long time, "Actually, I'm a little unhappy after the competition."

"My strategy is not recognized by everyone. On the contrary, Tezuka Yingzhan's will to win without hesitating to destroy his left arm is moving, including me." Atobe began to complain, "In contrast, my approach caused resentment, But this is obviously the correct approach, and it is the only solution to some temporarily unbreakable technologies, and I did it."

"The strategy I used to win the game, the skills I showed, the ability to hold off, and the sadness that I persisted because of Tezuka's injury were not appreciated by the audience."

"Does this count as a failed performance? Am I really wrong?"

Yukimura got up and poured himself a cup of hot water, and sat back on the bed with his hands covered: "I can see what you showed."

"You are right, this is competition."

"Atobe, the tennis game, the most attractive thing for the audience is always tennis." Yukimura closed his eyes, "Some audiences at the scene don't understand you, but it doesn't mean that all audiences don't understand you."

"Hey, have you watched the French Open broadcast?"

"what."

"In these professional games, we always have only one perspective in the video: looking down obliquely. In the field, most people are watching from a distance."

"People don't want to know how many injuries the player has, and they don't want to know how hard the player is on the court. They even say that they have cut off their tennis career. In other words, is there any professional tennis player who doesn't work hard?"

"They gathered together because of the charm of tennis, and their eyes only moved with the small ball, watching the players on both sides perform with similar but different postures to control the tennis. When the players swing perfectly and the tennis ball draws a beautiful arc When I was on the line, I sighed -- ah, that's good."

"People are moved by great players who played great games, so they respect them and feel sorry for their injuries."

"Just lamenting and waiting instead of blaming their opponent for a certain game."

"I only see that you who are proficient in the game are all swinging the racket with the belief that you must win. You issued an invitation to Tezuka for a long game, but Tezuka had to accept it because you successfully rejected the quick game, and then the state improved. It goes down little by little, and you gradually take control of the whole court, and finally Tezuka can't hold on, and you win."

"So, it was a good game."

Atobe put down his teacup and covered his face with his hands: "Ah, wonderful game."

Yukimura chuckled a few times, and changed the topic: "You are really difficult to coax, Atobe."

"..." There is an illusion that feelings are being played with.

"Hey, Atobe."

"Ok?"

"This is our last year."

"Mine is over." Atobe laughed at himself, "The record is getting worse and worse."

"There are only a handful of people who have been ministers of the tennis club of junior high schools for three years, right?"

"Besides you and me, who else?"

"Minister Shen Yong from Lihai."

"Ah, that one."

"Other than that, there should be none. There are a lot of ministers in the past two years, and Lihai has three in the past 15 years."

"So, what do you want to say?"

Yukimura and Atobe looked at each other, then looked away to drink hot water: "It's already something to be proud of."

"Isn't your consolation too careless? Are you sure you're not showing off Li Hai?"

"Oh, are you still picky?"

"......what ever."

A minister who was at leisure, and a minister who was still recovering and detained in the hospital, chattered like a retired man for nearly half an hour.It was close to ten o'clock, and Atobe got up to say goodbye: "You still have tasks today, don't you? I'm leaving first."

"Ah," Yukimura got up and walked to the door, leaning against the door and waving at Atobe, "I found that I feel better when you come here a few times, maybe you can come a few more times?"

"You, you are really welcome."

"Ha ha."

"I'll help you watch Lihai's game." The promise still echoed in the corridor, and the speaker disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

"...Then I'll leave it to you." Yukimura suddenly felt that Atobe was a cat, and he was a cat teaser. After being teased to the end, Atobe could always fight back and catch him in his heart.

Not annoying.

Li Hai and his party didn't arrive at the hospital until afternoon, because they had to choose some gifts for Yukimura at noon.Sanada stepped forward and followed the nurse to the ward.

The door of the room was ajar, and the children came to Yukimura to listen to the story again, and now they are pausing to chat.Xiaoxi took Yukimura's right hand and curiously "researched": "How did my brother become so powerful?"

"That's right, number one in Japan." Xiao Yu lay on the bed, holding his face in his hands.

Nurse Masako opened the door with a smile, admonishing with a bit of doting and joking: "You guys, is it lunch break now?"

"No, I was discovered." Xiaoyu jumped out of the bed, and the children immediately "fleeed in a hurry". Of course, they did not forget to wave goodbye to the big brother before leaving, "See you next time, Brother Jingshi!"

Yukimura smiled and waved his hand.

"Ah, really." Nurse Masako said helplessly, "Those kids like to cling to Yukimura-kun."

"what."

"By the way, your friend is here to see you." The nurse bowed and left.

"Here we come, Sanada." Yukimura got up and took Sanada to the rooftop.

Although it is summer, the rooftop is still not a good place for patients to hang out. They usually choose a garden full of bright colors. This is the reason why Yukimura always goes to the rooftop: it is clean.

"We advanced to the final with three victories in the morning," Yukimura looked into the distance from the net, Sanada turned his back to the net, and reported the season to Yukimura, "This way we can continue to move forward with an undefeated record."

Having successfully advanced, Yukimura's mood rose a bit.

"There is no dead end in the three consecutive championships in the country. This is a good team brought out by you as a minister."

"Thanks for your hard work." [This year you will lead the team under pressure. ]

"Nothing." [This is our agreement. ] "You should complete your rehabilitation well until you are discharged from the hospital."

"..."

"...Yukimura?" Sanada thought Yukimura was worried about the tennis club, "Is there any problem?"

"Sanada. The Kanto finals, I leave it to you." [We must win. ] Yukimura was always in a state of anxiety as the sixteen consecutive victories in the Kanto region in the magazine failed to come to fruition.After the finals, he can completely let go, recover well, and strive to witness everyone's national competition... Then, he can accumulate experience and go to Job.com to start his own journey.The prestigious tennis masters are still young, and he may have the opportunity to play against them... The path of exploration has been turned by a sharp bend due to illness, and he may be able to return to the track he longed for before.And this way, I missed the time to fight for the championship with everyone...

"Let everyone play well, as usual. Also," Yukimura hesitated, and said softly, "Sanada...sometimes, don't force it."

"Huh? Reluctantly?" Sanada savored, "It's okay, everyone is very conscious."

"I mean...ah, don't need to be so stressed. After all, I'm the minister, and I'll be there if anything happens." If Sanada is kept quiet, then it's not Sanada's tennis.Yukimura felt that he shouldn't affect Sanada's style before the game, he was just anxious to improve all aspects of the main partner to the unbreakable level.

"Sanada, believe in yourself and stick to yourself." [Drive the audience in your own way, don't follow the opponent's pace.Don't, easily accept the opponent's invitation to fight. ]

"Of course." [I believe that I can use my formidable strength to bring you the winning pennant. 】

There were conversations and footsteps in the corridor, the entrance to the roof was opened, and Marui came out first, carrying a pastry box: "I knew it was here."

"It's a complete victory today, Yukimura." Nioh came in second, the afternoon sun was a bit big, and he was raising his hand to block the hot rays.Yagyu and Yanagi followed, and finally Shimadzu was holding a bouquet of flowers.

Marui sniffed the aroma in the box, and opened it in front of Yukimura: "I picked this from the pastry shop of Lianxie near the hospital. It smells good. Yukimura, you have worked hard on your recovery."

"Hey, why did you open it first?" Nioh was a little anxious about Marui's visiting etiquette.

"It's okay," Yukimura said with a gentle smile, "I worked hard this morning, and I'm really happy to hear the news of victory."

"In this way, we will keep Yukimura-kun happy forever."

"That's right." Shimadzu adjusted the bouquet in his hand, and solemnly handed it to Yukimura, "I wish the minister a smooth recovery."

"Ah, thank you." Yukimura took the flowers and hugged them, wanting to chat with his friends about the situation these days, Sanada left silently, leaving the space for Marui and others.

[Sanada? ]

After lunch, Kirihara felt that the gift of cake was too light, so he insisted on going to the sporting goods store to buy newly-launched hand gel and lead-core weight-bearing finger cots for Yukimura.Liu and the others couldn't hold back, so they had to let Kuang Yuan follow.In all this, Yuan still muttered that the seniors always treated him as a child.

He's grown up, okay?

"Speaking of which, why am I the only one who still trains twice as much now?" Kirihara, who finished shopping, walked in the hospital corridor contentedly, complaining while the vice minister was away.

"It's late, Chiya, hurry up, everyone is still waiting."

"Ah yes!"

The two quickened their pace, and then Kirihara inadvertently caught sight of the back of the blond-haired figure in the ward by the corridor.

[Looks like...it's said...the genius of Qingxue? ] Kirihara turned a corner and walked towards that ward.

"Eh?" Apart from Fuji, Kirihara also saw Tachibana on the hospital bed, "What a coincidence." [Entered the hospital?Is it that exaggerated? ]

It just so happens that Tachibana and Momojo Echizen are also back, and they are particularly hostile to Kirihara and Kuwahara.

"What are you doing here!"

"Huh?" Outsiders, especially Kirihara in front of the enemy completely restrained his innocent look, and he put on the "evil charm" expression that he was satisfied with after several days of experiments in front of the mirror, "They will all go to the hospital, and the underdogs are the underdogs .”

"You!" It's not because of you!Ju Xing, who was already angry, was pulled back by Taocheng.

"And what are the people from Qingxue and Fudo Peak gathering here for?" Kirihara didn't wait for a reply, he answered the call to himself suddenly, "Oh, is it to exchange information? Or is it to avenge Tachibana who lost tomorrow? ?”

"That's enough, Chiya." Kuwahara also felt that Kirihara's ability to speak out had improved significantly recently.Since the beginning of this season, every time an enemy team has to provoke a few words, I don't know what stimulated them.

"Just to say hello." To Kuwahara's reply, Kirihara didn't even say the word "senior".

"Orange mulberry."

"how?"

"I made it up in advance." Kirihara glanced at Tachibana and said to Tachibana, "I won't sympathize with you, and of course, I won't apologize to you either."

"What did you say?" The straightforward Taocheng clenched his fists, he really couldn't stand Kirihara's attitude.

"But they are all hospitalized, and they still look a little pitiful."

"Kirihara!" Taocheng who was about to rush forward and shake his fist to teach the utterer a lesson was stopped by Buer.

"Fuji senior."

"Stop it, Taocheng."

"But I've reached the limit!"

"Stop." The hand that stopped Taocheng tightened.

"......Yes."

"Sorry, our members are too loud."

"Hmph, the weaker the person, the louder they are. Is this an example?"

Kuwahara glanced at his watch and stepped forward: "Hey, Chiya, let's go."

Kirihara also felt that it was enough, and was about to turn around, when Fuji suddenly laughed: "Hehe."

"Ang?" Kirihara turned around, "What are you laughing at?"

"Sorry." Fuji looked straight at Kirihara with lingering eyes, "It was you who was yelling just now, right? Kirihara-kun."

[It was counterattacked? ! ] Kirihara confronted Fuji without any hesitation, and his quick wit was brought into full play: "Where is that, I am just slowly explaining my attitude towards the orange mulberry scene. But the decibels of that Cuntou gentleman seem to have spread throughout the whole building What about the building?"

Kirihara shrugged, turned and left without looking at the people behind. [Ahhhhh~ still not strong enough.I shouldn't have gone back to ask about things just now. ]

"Minister~" Kirihara finally couldn't hold back his flying heart after climbing onto the roof, and rushed towards Yukimura like a wild horse, "I brought you a lot of things!" He quickly took out three things from his messy bag: "This is hand gel. It's a new product. I heard it's very useful! This is a weight-bearing finger cot. It should be good for the minister's rehabilitation. Also, I saw the newly updated job network magazine at the book stand on the side of the road. By the way, I brought a copy for the minister." After Kirihara finished speaking, he opened his big bright eyes with an expression of seeking praise and praise.

Yukimura stroked Kirihara's messy black hair, very happy: "Aka also took care of it, I like it very much."

"Hehehe~"

"It's completely outmatched." Marui chewed the bubble gum, "Ah~"

"Seiichi won't care about this." [It's just that Yukimura will inevitably give Chiya a big reward in the future. ]

"Actually, Lihai's victory is already our best gift." Niwang muttered to himself. [It will definitely be maintained this year. ]

While talking and laughing, Kirihara's question caused the warm rooftop to drop several degrees in an instant.

"The days without the minister are so lonely. When will the minister be discharged from the hospital? Can he take us to the national competition?"

"..." Yukimura still maintained a soft smile, but his fingers couldn't help tightening, and he didn't know how to speak in silence.His guilt once again broke through the suppression of reason and lingered in his heart.

[Chi Ye! ] Niwang's heart tightened, and he grabbed Kirihara's collar and pulled towards him: "It's not so fast, you should take more general knowledge classes."

"Senior Nioh, don't call me kelphead!" Kirihara and Nioh got into a fight, and Liu Sheng thought about it and joined in.Marui made a question mark and secretly glanced at Yukimura. [Oh, is it too late for the national competition? ]

"Relax, Yukimura." Sitting next to Yukimura, Marui leaned closer and whispered, "Leave it to us."

"Feel sorry."

"There's no need to do this." Liu sat on the other side, seeing the three people arguing and the two sweating and persuading them, "This is your trust in all of us."

Kirihara broke free from Nio's right arm hanging around his neck, and walked a few steps towards Yukimura: "Then, the minister of the national finals must come, and he will take a group photo of the winner." In Kirihara's opinion, Li Hai is currently the best minister It was Shenyong, who was featured in five group photos posted in the club office, with short hair reaching to the ear, wearing a team uniform, and a headband with the Lihai "R" school logo on his head, surrounded by the team members.Minister Yukimura whom he admired couldn't lose to God Naga-san.

"When the photo was taken, the minister stood in the middle with his coat on. This is the only national trifecta! When the three photos are posted together in the social office, how majestic it will be."

"That's right."

"Akaya..." Yukimura couldn't tell what mood he was in right now, he was probably a little moved, but also bitter and ashamed, "Ah, I will go when the time comes."

The author has something to say:

Kirihara was using his own method to deal with Tachibana's hospitalization, and Fudofeng asked for an apology, but unfortunately it became Lihai's traditional art of talking with the characteristics of small kelp.