Natsume's New Account [Comprehensive]

This afternoon is the school club day. To put it simply, it is a day of free activities, and find out about the club activities in your own place.

Natsume went to the tennis club, and saw Tezuka Kunimitsu there as expected.

Yes, he has already found out that Tezuka Kunimitsu, who led Seigaku to win the Kanto and National Championships in junior high school, was the former minister of Fujisen, Kaoru Kaido, and Echizen.

It's just why Tezuka-senpai and Fuji-senpai hug each other, no, it's possible that they haven't seen each other for too long.

Natsume took a closer look, and they all had a faint blue light, including Ryoma's. In other words, have these people hugged each other when reminiscing about the old days? It seems that the friendship between them is very good.No, the point is, fans who mess with Blue Butterfly will dream, Natsume frowned very tightly.

"Isn't this a good thing? The more people are contaminated with powder, the more people will dream, and the dreaming time will not be very long." Cats seem to have mind reading skills.Madara ran out from the bushes on the side. Natsume saw it and picked it up. One person and one cat were talking quietly.

"Teacher, why did you come here?" Natsume said in a low voice. Seeing others approaching, he quickly put the cat down again. It would be very strange for people to see himself talking to the cat.

"It was a fat cat just now?" Kaitang Kaoru came over. As a representative of reticence, Kaitang Kaoru had only a handful of words with Natsume at the same table, but he still paid more attention to Natsume. Everyone saw Natsume's tennis skills. Kaitang Kaoru also hopes to compete with Natsume.

A senior cat lover is actually attracted by cats, he wants to lick cats...

Today's promotion match has been confirmed. The four players with the same score yesterday will play three games each. The first two games of Xia Qian are against the reserve players, and the third game will be against Gan Sadaharu.

Natsume held the tennis racket in his right hand, and the wound was just covered by his sleeve.

The moment I hold the racket, I will always think of Mr. Chang. Sometimes Jingsi Chang will teach him how to hold the racket, and the standard of each action is how to do it. At that time, Mr. Chang is always very happy. gentle.

Natsume tossed the ball with his left hand, the ball spun in mid-air, and swung hard with his right hand.

"Spin serve," Tezuka Kunimitsu said.

"Well. It's a good seedling, and it hasn't been carved yet." Buer squinted and said beside him.

"His serve is very standard, it seems that he should have a good teacher." Tezuka Kunimitsu said.

"Huh?" Buer was puzzled, right?

Next, everyone continued to watch the game. Compared with the rest of the reserve team or the already familiar Sadaharu Mikami, it was obvious that everyone paid more attention to Natsume. Shiba Saori pointed the camera at Natsume as usual, and almost all the photos showed Natsume slightly sideways. The face, the raised chin showing the curve of the neck, the hazy eyes, and the firm eyes, each picture taken alone can be used as a magazine cover without any modification at all.

Xia Rong's front swing was very light. He didn't want to have such a heavy load on his arms. The last match was against Sadaharu. It was very difficult to fight. He had to maintain his best form until the end.

"6-2, Natsume Takashi wins."

This time Natsume played a bit slowly, their game ended second, and they quickly moved on to the next game.

"His serve changed," Tezuka Kunimitsu pointed out.

"The speed has slowed down, and the strength has decreased." Fuji Zhousuke squinted his eyes and saw the problem.

Ryoma outside the court kept looking at Natsume, watching his arm, seeing Natsume holding the racket harder and harder.

"Ah, little boy, where have you been?" Eiji Kikumaru looked at Ryoma, a little confused, "Little boy didn't seem to be very happy today, his face was gloomy just now, he usually watches the game patiently. "Eiji Kikumaru muttered.

"6-3, Natsume Takashi wins." The referee announced.

Natsume was panting, he felt a heavy load on his right hand, he was almost unable to swing the racket, the nerve on the tendon was connected to the palm, he couldn't even hold the racket.

There is also a fight with Sensei Sadaharu, Natsume will never allow himself to fail.

"Pause for a moment, I want to talk to Natsume." Ryoma pulled Natsume away under the suspicious eyes of everyone, and the two were at the tennis court.

"Natsume, your hands can't bear the load at all, just give up." Ryoma held Ponta in his hand, and sometimes he would drink it when he was relaxing, and sometimes he would drink it when he was nervous or in a bad mood.

Natsume shook his head, "I don't want to give up, it's not the last moment, how can I give up."

"But your hand is injured, and if you hit it, it may hurt the nerves inside." Ryoma said sharply.

"Echizen, if you were on the field, would you choose to give up because you were injured?" Natsume looked at Ryoma with burning eyes.

"No, but I will do my best depending on the situation." Ryoma said.

Natsume smiled, "That's right, I will do my best."

Natsume chose to persevere, and Echizen Ryoma had no other choice, but he would just watch the field carefully, so that things like Natsume's serious injury would not happen.

The third game started with Gan Sadaharu serving.

Gan Sadaharu is a data player, he can calculate all the opponent's weaknesses, and then attack the opponent's weak points.

Natsume Takashi's weakness has already been known to him. Kan Sadaharu took the time to watch the fight with Momoshiro Takeshi. Natsume's weakness is strength. If the serve is fast and heavy, it will be difficult for Natsume to catch it.

Although Gan Sadaharu said that he has retired to the second line to be the manager of the tennis department, his tennis training has not fallen behind at all, and weight-bearing practice is even more normal.

The first ball was as heavy as a thousand catties. Natsume's racket touched the ball, but his right hand reflexively almost sent the tennis racket flying.

"0-15.

The second ball was still Sadaharu's serve, and Natsume frowned very tightly. It seemed that everyone knew about his shortcomings, otherwise he wouldn't have served against himself in the first place.

The tennis ball and Natsume's racket brushed past, and it landed on the ground with a bang, and Sadaharu scored.

"0-30."

"Something's wrong." Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes, "His strength shouldn't be so weak, he can catch that ball clearly." Compared with Tezuka Kunimitsu's first time watching Natsume's game, Fuji Shusuke watched two games, Naturally, he has a rough judgment on Natsume's strength.

It wasn't just Shuusuke who saw the problem. Momoshiro Takeshi and Natsume had played a game, and he knew Natsume's strength better. "Although it is difficult to catch the ball at this level, it is not impossible to break the serve." But Natsume just couldn't handle it.

"0-40, first game, 0-1."

With a wooden face, Natsume exchanged places with Gan Sadaharu.

"If you don't show your strength, you can't beat me." Qian Sadaharu and Natsume said when they passed by.

"I will, Sensei Ganzhen." Natsume said, he has something on his mind, he doesn't want to lose this game, Qingxue is the place where he can participate in the national competition recently, he wants to return to the tennis club, and wants to win on the court , then absolutely cannot give up now.

In the second game, it was Natsume's turn to serve, and his serve was quite satisfactory, with an external spin.

Natsume used all his strength to hold the racket, otherwise he would let go.

"15-0." Natsume finally scored.

"30-0." Natsume was panting, and a tingling sensation came from his right hand, which not only slowed down the reaction speed, but also made the arm stiff, and the arm reaction speed was a little slower.

"There seems to be something wrong with his hands." Fuji Shusuke said, his eyes were fixed on Natsume, paying attention to his every movement.

"I've seen through your tricks. Your weakness is that you can't swing your arms back." Qian Zhenzhi hit the nail on the head. He is probably the only one who can calculate so clearly on the field.

"Boom." Natsume served the ball and was caught by the opponent. The opponent smashed and just locked on Natsume's footsteps. Natsume wanted to back up but the speed was too late. Natsume didn't want to lose another round. His hand swung back, just in time The wound on the arm was exposed.

"Bang!", the racket and the tennis ball collided, Natsume's arm couldn't bear the load, and couldn't catch the ball, the racket fell to the ground, and the tennis ball fell into his area.

Natsume was stunned, he didn't expect that he couldn't even hold the racket.

"You're injured, why are you still playing?" Tezuka Kunimitsu asked coldly when he came down from the arena with obvious anger on his face.

"Natsume, why didn't you tell me you were hurt?" Fuji also stared at a pair of ice blue eyes, very angry, and it brought a lot of pressure when staring at people.

"I'm sorry, I want to finish the game," Natsume said, holding his hand.

"But you shouldn't be injured to play. You are still young. If you have sequelae in your arm, you will really not be able to play tennis in the future." Minister Bingshan was still cold.

"Little one, do you know about this?" Takeshi Momoshiro asked, Natsume seemed very persistent, he just wanted to get information from Ryoma, obviously Natsume had nothing to do yesterday.

"Ah, I know about this. Natsume saved an old man after school yesterday, but he was hit by a car, and his arm was like this. I advised him not to play tennis, but senior Natsume didn't listen." Ryoma is rare. I will use honorific titles for people, but it is never wrong to use them when things are going wrong.

Sure enough, after hearing what Ryoma and the others said, the main players were all blown up.

"Natsume, you shouldn't do this. Since you are injured, you should rest. Have you seen a doctor? If not, I will accompany you to see it." by the enthusiastic Kikumaru Eiji.

"If you want to play tennis, you can do it anytime, you don't have to do it this time." Takeshi Momoshiro patted Natsume on the shoulder, and took his tennis racket by the way.

"Shi——" Kaitang Kaoru made a meaningless snake sound, and he also disagreed with Natsume's approach in his heart.

"Although I really want to fight with you, I won't be happy if I win without fighting." by Qian Zhenzhi.

"Natsume, you can't continue playing today's game. After school, you can go to the hospital to have a look at your arm, and show me the results tomorrow. If you don't want to go to the hospital alone, then I can go with you." Fuji Zhousuke smiled slightly, but his words were undeniable. As a minister for more than a year, Fuji Zhousuke also carried the aura of a leader, coupled with his usual smiling punishment, made many team members break out in cold sweat when they did anything wrong , I'm afraid that the minister will punish me at that time.

When Natsume heard this, there must be no turning back, he glanced at Ryoma, it was fine, it didn't count if he sold himself, and he beat him back, Natsume's lips moved, but he didn't say what he wanted to say.

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