[Net King] The continuation of the dream

Night, quiet.

Only the rain beat against the eaves.

Suddenly, the sound of clogs falling on the floor reverberated in the corridor, the rhythm seemed to be flat, accompanied by the sound of dripping water, flickering, seeming far and near.

Wearing a navy blue kimono, Higiri walked towards the room with rhythmic steps at a leisurely pace. The lanterns hanging outside the corridor exuded simple and dull light, reflecting the young man's body, projecting His silhouette is written on the other side of the wooden wall.

The boy who was about to push open the shoji door suddenly paused his movements and stared at the door with a little puzzlement——it's not too late, everyone should be asleep, why is there no sound from inside?

Confused, he raised his hand to open the sliding door without thinking too much about it, and before his eyes adjusted to the light in the room, he saw an unidentified object smashing towards him with a sudden ghostly cry.

Of course, these days of special training were not in vain. The boy reacted very quickly, and he caught the thing that was thrown at him with his hands—well, a pillow.

"...Kirihara-kun?" Higurashi Yugiri hesitated for a moment, then stepped into the Japanese room, "What happened?" After asking, he looked around the room, everyone seemed normal.

——If, ignore those guys who are smiling happily.

"Senior Hi, Higurashi?!" The first-year student pointed at him and screamed strangely as if he saw something incredible.

Day and night, the fog was all over the head: "It's me, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Kirihara Chi also let out a long breath, and touched his chest with a slightly trembling hand: "Let me just say, how can there be ghosts in this world?" "The seniors are so hateful, they deliberately made up ghost stories to scare people."

Through the words of the elementary school brother, Ri Mu Xi Wu probably guessed what happened.

"Is this scaring people?" Fumta Marui laughed, "Is it just a fool who gets scared?"

Kirihara Chi also reacted a bit too late: "I'm not an idiot, senior is an idiot!"

Hearing this, Marui Fumta rushed to the side of the primary school student's bunk, and pressed the other party's head forcefully: "How dare you disrespect the senior, you idiot Chiya..."

"Actually, there seems to be more than one 'idiot' who was scared," Masaharu Nioh said with a smile not far from the frolicking two, resting his hand restlessly on the purple-haired boy's shoulder, "Hey, Hiroshi ?”

After a while, Yagyu Hiroshi made a move. After calmly pushing away his partner's hairy hand, he pushed the glasses frame with his fingers: "King Nioh, please don't touch your hands."

"Pfft, hands and feet... partner, your tone really sounds like a little girl who was molested, piyo~"

Over there, Marui Bunta and his elementary school brother were still fighting, one was thumping and shouting "senpai idiot", and the other was happily suppressing each other.

Genichiro Sanada, who was originally immersed in reading, looked forbearing, with bulging veins on his forehead: "Baka!"

Sunset and Xiwu had already returned to his bunk silently, and turned to ask his neighbor, "Did everyone tell ghost stories just now?"

"Yes."

Yukimura Seiichi explained to the boy who missed the story.

The story begins with Nioh Masaharu: Probably, there are some legends about this hotel, it is said that every rainy night, there are always some ghosts floating around here... Whenever ghosts appear, people hear strange noises from the corridor , and then ghostly shadows will appear on the wall.The ending is nothing more than how many people disappeared in such a mysterious rainy night.

Sunset and Xiwu remembered the scene when he came in, and was speechless for a moment.

"Is Xiao Xi afraid of ghosts?" The blue-haired boy asked curiously after retelling the story.

Ri Mu Xi Wu shook his head: "I shouldn't be afraid."

He is skeptical about the existence of ghosts and gods, so of course he will not be afraid.

Yukimura Seichi nodded, opened his mouth to speak, suddenly stopped laughing, and looked behind the young man in Kyoto: "Xiao Xi, behind you..."

Ri Muxi was stunned, then turned to look behind him: "Is there anything behind me?"

"Ah, so it's just a shadow, I thought..." Yukimura Seiichi didn't finish his sentence, his tone changed, "I'm delusional."

Ri Mu Xi Wu hesitated for a moment, and said, "So, Yukimura-kun, are you actually afraid of ghosts?"

"Huh? How did you come to this conclusion?"

Sunset and evening fog silent.

Seeing this, Yukimura Seichi laughed: "Hey, Xiao Xi, I agreed to beat my leg before, so I can do it now."

Sunset and Xiwu did not refuse: "Okay."

After all, he really moved closer to the other party's bunk.

Yukimura Seichi shook his head——This guy...although most of the time it is very interesting to tease, but sometimes his overly sincere attitude is really helpless——I couldn't help but sigh with a smile: "I don't know how to reject others at all, my little one." evening."

Actually not.

Sunset and Xiwu replied: "The things promised earlier should be fulfilled."

"It was a joke back then." The blue-haired boy was even more helpless.

The young man from Kyoto nodded: "I know." He paused for a moment, then said seriously again, "However, if it is Yukimura-kun's request, I can do it."

Willing, and try to do "can".

——Not only because the person in front of him is his classmate, his minister, and even his friend, but also because Yukimura Seichi is also the person whom Foggy looks up at day and night.

"Oh, I didn't expect Xiao Xi to be so sweet."

Sunset and Xiwu smiled lightly and shook his head lightly.

Yukimura Seichi also smiled: "But you don't need to beat your legs."

"what."

After talking a few words with the people beside him, Higiri and Xigiri suddenly realized that he had brought the pillow that was attached to him when he entered the door just now, and after saying hello to Yukimura Seiki, he got up and returned the pillow to Akaya Kirihara.

Before the boy from Kyoto returned to his bunk, he heard the first-year boy raise his voice: "Eh? This is not my pillow."

Then, Marui Bunta's voice sounded immediately: "That pillow is mine, Chiya when did you steal it?"

"I didn't steal it...pay it back to you!"

"Little Chi, you hit me with your pillow~" the scammer said lazily, and his hands were already moving.

"Hey, is this a pillow fight?"

"A pillow fight is a pillow fight, I'm going to crush you!"

"Look at this genius' big move..."

At dusk and at night, Mist sat upright, staring dumbly at the "pillow fight" that started without knowing why.

Yukimura Seichi laughed like a lily: "Hehe, everyone's energy is really good. It seems that tomorrow's training list can be added."

It was a pillow that flew straight towards the two of them.

Higiri turned his upper body slightly, and Yukimura Seiichi reacted the same way as him, except that he turned in the opposite direction.

"You guys," Genichiro Sanada couldn't bear it so far, clenched his hands into fists, "too lax..."

flutter--

Before he finished speaking, the deputy minister was hit directly in the face by a pillow flying towards him.

The young man from Kyoto, who watched all this silently, picked up the book and half covered it in front of his face.

Yukimura Seichi reached out to pull someone's book away, and said with a smile: "Laugh if you want, it's painful to endure like this. Don't worry, Xiao Xi, Sanada probably won't notice this."

As if responding to his prediction, the furious deputy minister finally broke out: "Never forgive—" Then he picked up the pillow beside him and threw it at him.

Sun Wuxi frowned, and after pursing his lips hard, he said to his minister, "Sorry, I'm sorry."

"Have you never seen this side of Sanada?"

Ri Mu Xi Wu coughed lightly, and explained dryly: "I just didn't expect...the deputy minister has such a vigorous side."

Yukimura Seichi smiled and said, "The contrast is huge, isn't it? It's interesting, isn't it?"

"……what."

Interesting, but... well, cute - as the Minister used to say - after all, they were all just teenagers, young and lively and full of vigor.

Pillows flying around.

This night, everyone "played" to their heart's content. Of course, the high-intensity training on the second day was also "exciting".

Soon, the seven days and six nights of sleepover ended.

Not to mention how much everyone has improved, the lottery ceremony will be held immediately, and then this year's national conference will officially begin.

The host city of the conference is different every year. Coincidentally, this time the host city turned out to be Kyoto, the hometown of Sunset and Evening Fog.

For Hi Mu Xi Wu, it was a surprise. Although he is not sure whether he will have the chance to play, he will definitely go to Kyoto with everyone... It’s been almost half a year since I left Kyoto, and I planned to go home for the holidays. I didn't expect to be so busy with the game that I didn't have time to come back and take a look until today.

From the opening ceremony of the competition to the end of the finals, a total of four days.In order to allow athletes enough time to adjust their status, schools in other places will generally arrive in Kyoto about one day in advance—the Lihai University in the Kanto region also arranges in the same way.

No more than ten people, including the main candidates and the candidates, stayed in this hotel with a good environment and location.

"Wow, this suite, what a great feeling."

Marui Bunta threw down his luggage, full of excitement of coming to a new place, and wandered around the room.

Others also looked at this western-style suite curiously.

Quiet, quiet, clean and well-equipped.As the minister, Seiichi Yukimura is obviously also very satisfied with such conditions - the competition is coming soon, and no one wants to affect the business because of these trivial matters - but there is one thing...

"Xiao Xi, is it okay for us to live here?"

Sunset and Xiwu lightly smiled: "No problem." He understood this person's concerns. The other party didn't want to take advantage of his friend, but as a friend and also the host, he also hoped to provide a little convenience for everyone, and then explained, " It’s not that you haven’t paid the accommodation fee, so please stay at ease.”

"It's amazing, Higurashi," the red-haired boy who was still in a state of excitement interjected, "I've never stayed in such a high-end hotel."

"Pfft, even the VIP card here, Yuuhi is very good."

Ri Muxi Wu smiled and shook his head, explaining: "The owner of this hotel is a relative of my family." To be precise, it is a relative of my grandmother.

This kind of VIP card in his hand, almost everyone in the family has one, but in fact, there are very few opportunities to use it.Now everyone is invited to live here, not because it is high-end or something, but because it is the closest to the venue of the conference, it is more convenient, and it is more reassuring in terms of safety.

Yukimura Seichi didn't pursue these subsections anymore, and instead asked: "Xiaoxi plans to live here with us, or go home?"

Sunset and Xiwu replied: "Let's go with everyone, my home is still a bit far away from here." The most important thing is that such group activities naturally have to go in and out with my companions, "But I want to go back before the official game , " he consulted his minister's opinion, "is it possible?"

The young man from Kyoto had been away from home for half a year, and of course Seichi Yukimura would not be so unreasonable, so he agreed to the other party's request.

"Ah?" Marui Bunta was a little disappointed, "Is Higurashi not with us today, and I want you to take me to find a delicious and fun place."

Ri Mu Xi Wu quickly said: "I plan to go back home after the opening ceremony. If you don't mind, let me guide you today."

Sanada Genichiro frowned slightly, turned to look at Yukimura Seiichi: "Yukimura?"

Yukimura Seichi smiled slightly: "Let's relax today," looking at Higurashi Yugiri, "Xiaoxi, please."

Marui Bunta was the first to chime in: "Yeah! Go to the biggest food court."

"Puff~"

Liu Lian'er said, "I haven't been to Kyoto before, so I'm also interested."

"If Chi also knows, he must be envious of us..."

"Let's go!"

--NEW UPDATE--

This is an old house, which does not occupy a very large area. It is as simple as the city of Kyoto, filled with a gloomy and heavy historical atmosphere.

The mat curtains were lowered, and the young man knelt quietly by the door of the Japanese room.

I don't know how long it took, maybe half an hour, maybe even nearly an hour, an old voice came from the room: "Come in."

"Hai."

The young man got up unhurriedly, with gentle and meticulous movements, carefully lifted the roller blind, and then stepped into the room.

Sunset and Xiwu respectfully bowed to the old man sitting in front of the chessboard: "Grandpa."

The old man—that is, the grandfather of Ri Mu Xi Wu—asked indifferently: "Didn't Qian Liang come with you?"

"The national competition is coming up. My sister is very busy right now, so I don't have time for the time being. She asked me to apologize to Grandpa on her behalf, saying that she will definitely come to visit you when the competition is over."

——It’s different from Kirihara Chi, who is also a first-year student but has never been able to participate in the official competition. Higurashi Senryo somehow persuaded the head of the women’s tennis team to successfully participate in the national conference as a freshman. Perhaps, among them, she and the women’s tennis team The strength is far less than the men's tennis has a certain relationship.

The reason Higurashi Chiyo didn't have time was true, but there was also a reason why he was afraid of seeing this old man who called him grandfather.

The old man didn't ask about the girl, but asked calmly: "Come here, play a game with me."

"Yes, Grandpa." The boy replied respectfully.Unlike his sister, he respected but wasn't afraid of the old man.

Just like in every chess game in the past, at sunset and at night, it is still black and go first.

And in the room, no one speaks, only Luo Zi makes a sound.

Sunset and evening fog focused on the chess game, and tried to handle every move properly.It's a pity that although he came into contact with Go very early, it may be that his understanding is not good, or he is not particularly interested in this kind of activity itself, and he doesn't spend much time, so his chess skills are not outstanding.

In the end, the boy lost to the old man by nine and a half eyes.

Sunset and Xiwu are a little ashamed: Although he didn't put too much energy into Go, his performance in the face of his grandfather who didn't give full play to his strength was really horrible, which made him feel that it was difficult to face the old man.

Surprisingly, the old man who has always been demanding, criticizes a lot, and praises few people rarely praised: "I have made progress, not bad."

At dusk and evening, the fog froze slightly.

"The chess style is stable, with a bit of character." The old man who had been expressionless showed a faint smile, and his calm tone implied a little bit of relief, "Xiwu, you have grown up."

"Grandpa praised." Sunset and Xiwu calmed down all his emotions, and said softly, "I haven't done enough."

The old man had already put away his smile, without any detour: "It's really not enough."

"Hai."

"There is more than stability, but he looks forward and backward; he is soft and uncertain, but he is decisive; he is fine enough, but lacks courage." The old man pointed out sharply, "You still have a lot to learn."

Facing his elders, Ri Mu Xi Wu had always listened carefully to his lessons, not to mention facing his awe-inspiring grandfather now, he did not dare to miss a single word, and carefully memorized every word the other party said.

The old man obviously didn't just know how to talk, and after briefly mentioning his grandson, he began to ask him about his life in Kanagawa.

Sunset and Xiwu told his grandfather carefully about all the things he encountered in Kanagawa, and answered all questions in detail.

"So you gave up archery and decided to concentrate on learning tennis?"

"No, Grandpa." Ri Mu Xi Wu explained, "For me, archery is like reading and writing. It is both a habit and a part of my life. Tennis... Tennis is different."

As the instructor of the youth's archery, the old man was not angry at the other party's choice, but asked indifferently, "What's the difference?"

"Tennis is my ideal."

This is the first time that Ri Mu Xi Wu has revealed his true attitude towards tennis in front of people.

I will no longer be dazed at the beginning, nor will I be confused again... This kind of mood does not come from the enthusiasm infected by others, but a desire from the heart.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Grandpa."

He has thought about and pursued, not because of momentary confusion or impulsiveness, but something that he really wants to do and must do.

The old man did not comment on the young man's statement, but only asked, "Do you still remember what I said when you took the bow for the first time?"

Sunset and Xiwu lightly nodded: "One shot, one lifetime."

On the way of bow, every arrow shot is a new arrow, and every arrow shot may be the last arrow in life.One shot for a lifetime is like shooting an arrow for a lifetime.

The same is true for human life.

The old man didn't say any more, although he seldom expressed his opinion on the surface, in fact, he believed in this grandson whom he raised with his own hands.

"Is Qianliang the only one who is busy with the national convention? You are not eligible to participate?"

"My situation is different from that of Qianliang," the young man explained with a smile. "Qianliang may become the next minister of the women's tennis team. I can only be regarded as an alternate player of the men's tennis team...whether I can play in the national conference or not depends on the situation." The situation will be arranged later.”

"Alternate?" The expression on the old man's face finally changed, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Ri Mu Xiwu was very calm, and smiled lightly: "The strength of Lihai Men's Net is the first-class level in the country, and every main candidate is extremely powerful. Compared with them, I still have many shortcomings."

Hearing this, the old man nodded slightly, and said: "It's not enough just to recognize the shortcomings, you have to take action."

"Hai!"

I stayed in my grandfather's old house for a whole afternoon, listening to the old man's teachings at dusk and evening, and left with some reluctance until sunset.Because he promised Marui Bunta and others to take them to the Nishiki Market, he did not stay for dinner after explaining to his grandfather.

Let’s not mention how we played around at the Nishiki Market that night—except for the different environment, the feeling of playing with a group of people is almost the same as when we were in Kanagawa.

The most worthy of attention at present, attracting the attention of many people, is the game that is about to start.

In the first round of the top [-] match, Sunset and Evening Fog appeared on the match list—not surprising, he could feel that several decision makers in the tennis department, including the minister, were trying to make him as much as possible. Participate in competitions, accumulate experience and sharpen skills.

Also receiving the same treatment as him is Yagyu Hiroshi, who also joined the tennis club this year.

The national tournament system is different from before. Regardless of the results of the first three sets, each round must be played for five sets.

Coincidentally or not, Higurashi Yugiri, who was placed in the second position of the singles, encountered the famous Kyoto school Minghai Middle School in the first round.

——This "coincidence" and "unfortunateness" have little to do with Li Haida, but mainly because of Ri Mu Xiwu's personal reasons, or in other words, the school he originally attended, Shinno Tanaka, and Ming Haizhong were "deadly rivals".

It is roughly the entanglement between the number one and the second in a region, and the contradiction between the two middle schools in the same city has a long history: the two academies are both called aristocratic academies, the basic situation is that, in Ming Haizhong’s eyes, Shinnoda, the so-called first Western-style school in Kyoto, is like a nouveau riche, frivolous and without connotation. In the eyes of Shinnoda Middle School students, Ming Haizhong is a group of old-fashioned, old-fashioned, arrogant and self-righteous.

There is a reason for suddenly mentioning this digression at this moment.

And look, among the crowd of onlookers, there are quite a few students from Xinye Tian middle school who are cheering for Li Haida, or to be precise, cheering for the sunset and evening mist.

On a huge banner, half of it reads "Evening Mist Palace will win", and the other half directly writes "The loser will be clear in the sea" without hypocrisy.The new Noda support team, which is comparable to Lihai's big cheerleaders, is so powerful that everyone in Lihai's first year is a little confused.

Sunset and Xiwu looked away from the banner that made him feel "shame".

"Xiwu Temple... Pfft, what a nickname." Masaharu Nioh joked.

Marui Bunta was amazed: "It's amazing, Higurashi, you actually have a support team? Come and cheer for Lihai!"

...Actually, the truth is that rather than cheering for Li Hai, the biggest motivation for the students of Tanaka Shino to come here to watch the game is to see how Ming Kai lost. Of course, the Tennis Club of Tanaka Shinno missed the national competition this year Yes, Ming Haizhong, who crushed Xin Noda in tennis, undoubtedly further attracted the hatred of Xin Noda's classmates.

In view of the curiosity of his companions, Hi Mu and Xi Wu helplessly explained the "grievances and hatred" between Ming Haizhong and Xin Noda: Although the bystanders think it is naive, a default rule of the two schools is that any important event , we must create trouble for the other party, there is him without me, there is me without him, so and so...

As for the support group of Himu and Xiwu, this is not formed entirely out of his own influence. As mentioned earlier, the students of Xinye Tianzhong are self-governing, and the internal clubs are highly competitive, so the popular product of the support group is particularly special. Important... As the person in charge of the appearance and strength of the Archery Department at the beginning, the establishment of the personal support team of Ri Mu Xi Wu was a matter of course.

It's just that he didn't expect that when he participated in the National Tennis Competition as the representative of Lihai University half a year after he left Xinyetian, those people from the past would still come to the scene to cheer for him-even though their first purpose was to add trouble to Ming Haizhong ——It is impossible not to be touched and grateful.

"...Pfft, it's so funny." After hearing Higurashi Yugiri's remarks, Fumita Marui couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"However, it feels like Yuuhi is more like a student of Ming Kaizhong." Masaharu Nioh expressed his opinion.

Himu and Xiwu explained: "Ming Haizhong is far away from my home, and it is a boarding system, so I went to Xinyetian." This is also the reason why his father wanted him to accept the new liberalized education method, and because Ming Haizhong's admission and The procedures for transferring schools are very complicated. It would be more convenient for him to choose Shinoda, who had decided to accompany his sister to Kanagawa early in the morning.

"With so many people coming to cheer, Xiao Xi must perform well today."

"I will, Minister."

Without further ado, the game has begun.