In the blink of an eye more than ten years have passed, the tennis court of that year has already been demolished, and the manor of the Atobe family has been refurbished three times, and the area is much larger, so Natsume can't recognize it at all. This is the place he visited with his father when he was a child.

"We haven't seen each other for so long, how about a game?" Keigo Atobe handed Natsume a tennis racket, the smile on his face was still impeccable.

Natsume took it over, although he refused in his heart, but he didn't show it.

"Let's indulge in the magnificent beauty of my uncle." Keigo Atobe said.

Standing on the edge of the tennis ball, Natsume's mind is still swaying. The tennis ball in his hand seems to be extremely heavy. He has not touched tennis balls for a long time. He has withdrawn from the tennis circle since he graduated from elementary school. Over the years, many technologies have regressed.

Natsume held the tennis ball in his left hand, threw it upwards, and swung the racket fiercely with his right hand. The tennis ball rubbed against the racket to spin it, and it spun extremely fast in the direction of Keigo Atobe.

Only Natsume knew that this outspin serve failed.

After the spin, the tennis ball flew into the air, which happened to be the best angle to return the ball. Keigo Atobe cut the ball, and the tennis ball followed the curved track, crossed the grid, and landed in front of Natsume's net.

The opponent will definitely hit the ball on the rear edge line, Natsume judged this way, and ran with his feet, ready to catch the ball, but he made a mistake, the tennis ball landed not behind him, but in front of the net, he wanted to save Neither can the ball.

"15-0."

It was still Natsume's serve game, but all his serves were intercepted by the opponent.

"30-0."

"40-0." In the first game, Keigo Atobe won.

In the second game, the two exchanged venues. It was Keigo Atobe's turn to serve, and Atobe stood in the right area to serve.

At this time, Natsume's attention has been fully concentrated, his eyes are narrowed, like a cat's eyes, and his body is constantly moving in a small range, his steps are very light and fast.

Small steps?Atobe Keigo stared at Natsume's direction, only at this time Natsume gave him a little desire to overcome, Natsume just now was obviously out of shape.

Atobe Keigo completely respected Natsume, so he also used his usual serve, Tannhauser served, and the tennis ball was hit from high to downward.

"So fast!" Natsume's words just flashed through his mind, and his body had already caught up. With his wrist stretched forward, the racket just caught the tennis ball, but the direction of cutting the ball was very tricky. He didn't know where the tennis ball would land. The racket jumps and falls.

"15-0."

"30-0."

"40-0." It was Keigo Atobe who won again.

Natsume lost another city.

In the next round, it was Natsume's turn to serve. He still served with an outspin. The tennis ball spun across the net at high speed, a perfect serve.

"The speed is good, and the strength is also good." Keigo Atobe praised, but although Natsume's serve is very good, how could Keigo Atobe, who is the head of the Tennis Department of Hyotei, fail to catch the ball, even if it is an outspin serve? He can also catch a difficult tennis ball.

The two came and went.

Natsume was already sweating profusely at this time, the two of them exchanged venues and just met, Keigo Atobe looked at Natsume, "Your tennis skills are really not gorgeous, how about it, do you want me to teach you personally?"

"...Hana Peacock, just wait, I will definitely win you." Natsume paused, Atobe was still the same, it hadn't changed at all. Bu Jingwu has grown to the point where people look up to him, and his body is full of shining points.

Even so, he always talked about being gorgeous, and Natsume just wanted to beat him up.

Keigo Atobe still won the fourth game.

These five rounds were Keigo Atobe's serve. Natsume finally touched a little mark on Keigo Atobe's serve. His eyes finally caught up with the dynamics of the tennis ball spinning. He saw that although the tennis ball was cut downward, there was still a stream of air above the tennis ball. As a result, the direction of the tennis ball is not downward, but upward and cut out obliquely. If this is broken, Natsume will have no problem catching the ball.

"Although I want to say that you react very quickly, few people can see through my serve, but there are still too many loopholes in your body." It was another killer smash, and the tennis ball quickly cut the line of the area and flew at a right angle. Go out, Natsume can't catch the tennis ball.

Natsume has a vague feeling that Keigo Atobe sees through all his returns, and the opponent seems to have complete insight into every return he makes, and it can be seen from observation that Keigo Atobe deliberately let him run across the field, He was sweating profusely, and Keigo Atobe couldn't even see the sweat on his face.

No, you must change your strategy.

Natsume didn't touch tennis when he was in junior high school, and he didn't know that tennis has many strategies and tactics that can be used on the court.

But he pretended that he couldn't run anymore, and staggered a bit, as if he couldn't catch Keigo Atobe's ball.

Keigo Atobe looked at Natsume sweating profusely, and thought that it was almost time, "You are too gorgeous, Natsume, you can't catch my uncle's ball at this level—" Keigo Atobe thought that his ball Natsume will definitely not be able to catch the ball. The location he chose to return the ball is very tricky. It happens to be Natsume’s diagonal front of the net. Natsume has to run at least half the court to return the ball, and his physical strength can no longer support him running so far. Seeing Natsume sweating profusely, Atobe Keigo wondered if Natsume was about to fall to the ground.

"Really? Atobe, I won this game." The body jumped, a smash, and the tennis ball landed.

"5-1." Natsume frowned, and made a "(^-^)V" posture towards Keigo Atobe, with bright starlight shining in his eyes. In this round, Natsume used small steps to switch angles at any time, and found that After learning the trajectory of Atobe's return, he quickly approached the tennis ball and hit the ball in one go.

"I didn't expect you to lie to my uncle. Now I will try my best." Keigo Atobe was just stunned for a moment, but he was not angry. Instead, he looked at Natsume like this and found it very pleasing to the eye.

It would be great if Natsume went to study in England with him at that time, he would have a lovely younger brother.

In this round, it was Keigo Atobe's turn to serve.

When he was serious, Natsume couldn't even see how the ball was spinning, and his body could only follow his instincts. After a while, the game was over.

"6-1."

"The winner is my uncle!" Keigo Atobe walked up to Natsume and stretched out his left hand. Natsume didn't refuse, stretched out his hand to borrow strength, and stood up along the way.

"Didn't you join the tennis club to study, why, your level is so poor now?" Keigo Atobe said casually.

Natsume paused, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Are you investigating me?"

"Natsume, why don't you live with me? I did investigate you. I got all your information when I came back last night. You haven't lived happily these years. You've been going between relatives. Why don't you come with me? Anyway, when you were young You slept with me too, how about it?" Atobe Keigo said these words sincerely, if it were someone else, he wouldn't even glance at them, but Natsume was the younger brother he took care of for a few days when he was young, if Natsume ever Forget about her happiness, but Natsume, who originally loved playing tennis so much, never played tennis again after entering junior high school.

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