[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

If there is anything in the world that can make a child serious, it is probably a game.

Four-year-old Genichiro Sanada, his favorite is the wooden sword handed to him by his grandfather.Men just want to learn martial arts.Every time he wears a special combat uniform in his own dojo, and in the avenue full of wood fragrance, he hears the voices of older brothers practicing, he always feels as if he is holding a sharp sword, and Invisible ghost battle: in front of me is a very powerful enemy, can I defeat him now?

The boy clenched the wooden sword in his hand, it was the size of a toy to an adult, but it was the most powerful prop in a child's heart.

I am strong!He raised his sword high, and the air was solemn and suffocating.If, if it falls here... the boy slammed down hard with a straight face.

"what!"

If any game fans were around, I'm afraid they could see a knife flash, the monster roared and the HP bar went from blue to red and finally emptied, and fell to the ground with a bang.Accompanied by the sound effects of customs clearance, upgrades and various rewards appear in front of you.But for this boy, in his four years of life so far, apart from his family and kendo, he has no hobbies that make him fanatical.Even because of his own dojo and grandfather, he has always been the youngest child. He has no playmates of the same age and does not know game consoles. He gets up at 4 o'clock every morning for morning exercises, evening classes, sword practice, and meditation.Bored like an old man.Exactly like his grandfather.

In fact, the mother has been secretly asking Sanada's father, and his grandfather took Genichiro as if he had grown up a replica of himself, so worried about what he would look like when he grew up...

Sanada's father... Sanada's father said that there is no way, he is also very afraid, what should I do, the son will not grow up like his father, right?How about finding him a playmate of the same age?

How to find it?I heard that the grandson of Shijiao's family was brought up by his grandfather just like Genichiro, and his temper is exactly the same as that one...

Then, let's go outside and look for it... There should be children of the same age when you sign up for a club.

Will Genichiro go?But the sports club should be interested...

Let me ask my colleagues in the club. I heard that there is a good tennis club.

...Give it a try, it's best if you can make friends, if not, change to someone else.

Genichiro Sanada, unaware that his parents were worrying about his future, was still introspecting in his sleep.

The grandfather on the other side seems to be completely unaware of any problems with the little grandson. Aren't you going to reflect on your own education methods?

Genichiro Sanada, who was sent to the club by his mother to give him careful instructions, was not as conflicted as they imagined.He has been with his seniors for a long time, and he always feels that he should be the strongest among his peers: I can tie with several seniors!Now is the time to test your skills.But tennis is a brand new field. Although I have some talent in kendo, I don't have any experience in ball games.Men are meant to be constantly challenged!His eyes burst out with eager light. Wouldn't it be gratifying to meet like-minded friends to fight together on this road.

Square white grids, high ceilings, and a much larger space than the dojo, the little four-year-old boy seemed to have opened up a new world standing at the door.There is no familiar woody fragrance here, no familiar sound of piercing through the air, and even the opponent is not an enemy close at hand.He was blocked on the far side by a huge shoulder-high white net, standing in the grid like a chess piece.

Xingluo held his own weapons in the hands of the children in different courts, tennis rackets that were similar in size to wooden swords, the sound of breaking through the air when serving, and the roar when fighting. This is a battlefield that is similar to kendo.

Sanada tried to hold the racket in his hand, and slashed straight to the opposite side.

Tennis, fun!

Even so, he is not used to this beat, where is the focus of the attack?Why hit the ball with a racquet net instead of standing upright like a sword?There are countless questions in his heart, but he has always been used to burying them in his heart silently. The other party is an elder and a coach, so it must be very reasonable.The yellow ball was like a tiny cannonball, and it landed on the opposite side with a loud bang.

"Oh, Sanada-kun, your strength is great!" I kept observing this stern-faced child, and couldn't help but think of the father who was completely different from him. The parents looked very kind. Such an unlovable son?The coach smiled helplessly, clapped his hands vigorously, and called out to the young boys all over the stadium, "Everyone take a break for 10 minutes, gather here!"

The curious children looked at the newcomer brought over by the coach who did not know when, and Sanada also noticed that there was a child of about the same height standing beside him.

"These two are Genichiro Sanada and Seiichi Yukimura who are new here today. They are both beginners, so please get along with each other and help each other!"

If you can meet like-minded friends to fight together on this road... Sanada remembered his wish when he first entered the door, and couldn't help turning his head to peek at the boy.

what.

People of the same age are so beautiful... Although I have never cared about it, at least I am very clear about beauty and ugliness.From a child's point of view, the child beside him who is smiling at him with his head tilted is probably the legendary beautiful boy?That purple curly hair is foul!The face is so small, the eyes are so beautiful, and the smile is so cute!

Looking at each other, he blushed uncontrollably.

It's too deceptive for a boy... If you smile like that, everyone will blush...

Silently found a reason for his slack, but the picture engraved in his mind could not dissipate for a long time.If I walk with such a person all the way, I am afraid that I will have to have stronger willpower!

Thinking of this, Sanada-kun clenched his fists, and his expression became more and more serious.Hey, your face is still red, are you really okay?

On the other side, the intention was to express a friendly smile, but for some reason it aroused the other party's fighting spirit. The boy who thought "huh? This guy is so interesting" showed his face to a group of peers who showed great interest in him. A gentler smile.

The newcomer, Yukimura Seiichi-kun, looks so good-looking.So the same four-year-old, isn't God a bit biased?——The coach sighed like this.

Yukimura-kun is so gentle and beautiful! ! ——Girls these days are all about face control, don't you guys make any comments on Sanada-kun?

Sanada-kun looks very serious and doesn't seem to be easy to get along with, Yukimura-kun...is as cute as a girl—a group of boys who are not noticed but blushing slightly, as the future defeat of these two , Presumably in the future when I recall today, my heart is very complicated.The first lesson learned in person in life is not to be judged by appearances.

Sanada-kun is really interesting.

So far, it is the first person who has given such a response in line with his expectations like him.

No, maybe it can be said that it is more than expected.

The young boy who practiced his swing seriously, his white shell-like face was warmed by the sunlight coming in from the gymnasium windows, and his curly purple hair was neatly buried in his headband. He didn't know about his beautiful and delicate facial features and clean and powerful movements. Which is more attractive.Obviously there are quite a few children wearing sweatbands, but his image is impeccable, as if the white sports props have become an indispensable embellishment in this oil painting-like beauty.

"Yukimura-kun moves so beautifully..."

"We are also beginners, we are not as good as him."

"The same goes for Sanada-kun, when you swing your racket, it's so windy!"

"I asked him, he said he was practicing kendo."

Oh, it sounds very powerful, Sanada-kun.The two of us seem to be the gifted kind.

Thinking about this in my heart, but it didn't show on my face at all, as if I couldn't hear anything, the expression of practicing wholeheartedly.It seems that since I started to learn to draw, I have discovered that many emotions do not need to be expressed. If someone can see their inner world, I am afraid that they will be shocked by the rich emotions there, ha ha.

Sure enough, real strength is not force.

Well, the action is still too cumbersome. Is there any way to save yourself effort and hit the ball simply?If he had the same power as Sanada-kun, he might be called awe-inspiring.

Thinking of this, Yukimura's eyes involuntarily turned to the young boy swinging across the field.Unlike his slender figure, Sanada-kun looks very healthy. Although the difference is not obvious at present, but occasionally I see Uncle Sanada who sends him to class. He is a circle older than his father. When he grows up In the future, Sanada-kun will probably have a completely different figure from himself.My mother is not very tall... Will she not grow taller and become a dwarf in the future?

His brows and eyes were slightly wrinkled.The so-called inborn is the basic condition that you can't change.Yukimura, who often studied in his mother's studio, sighed with emotion when he saw those beautiful stone sculptured human bodies. I'm afraid that such limbs are not easy for Japanese people with good innate conditions.

Although he never showed it, Yukimura was actually very, very fond of the fit body.In the oil painting, those girls in long skirts bathed in the sunlight in the forest, the joy in their half-covered brows and eyes and the wantonness of their bodies are completely indulgent happiness.Because his body has not been so strong since he was born, he always has great curiosity and tolerance for things full of vitality.When I made up my mind to learn tennis, it was originally just for exercising, but now...

He gripped the racket tightly, a feeling he had never had before running through his veins.Different from the tactile feeling of holding a paintbrush and a spatula, the handle with some edges and corners seems to have the temperament of a cold weapon. It may be similar to the sword handle that Sanada-kun once discussed with himself. To me, this is not What is the significance of big or small beats?

He intuitively felt that if he kept playing tennis like this, the day when he would understand all the doubts would come soon.

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Unconsciously, it was midsummer, and a sudden heavy rain cleared away the sweltering heat of the past.Although he doesn't hate rainy days—sometimes for flowers and plants, such cold air and moisture can also regulate their growth very well, but Yukimura is still indifferent to the heavy rain that affects his travel.

It was already the time for the tennis club to end. Not only was my father trapped in the club and couldn't go out, but my mother was also asked not to come to pick me up in the rain.Putting down the phone in the club's coach's office, Yukimura blinked and calmly asked if the coach could wait indoors.Although this kind of emergency is justifiable, after all, I am not the owner, and I really want to help but can't make a decision.The coach who was a little worried heard voices outside the door.

"Come on, you can come to my house!"

The little boy pressed his hand on the brim of his hat, and the other was held by the lady standing aside. He seemed to feel ashamed to be seen relying on his mother. juvenile.Seeing her son's age-appropriate behavior, Sanada's mother was very moved. Dad, my son has made a super-cute friend!

Sanada has known Yukimura for a long time.Since coming to the club, the two have made rapid progress, and were soon transferred to the outdoor tennis court by the coach to join the training of the older students.Looking around, everyone is half taller than him, and almost all of them are elementary school students. Even Sanada, who thinks he has a strong heart, can't help but feel a little nervous.

The most obvious thing is that in the eyes of a group of elite players, these two four-year-old Xiaodouding actually want to share the court with him. They are obviously tall but just passed the net. How can they have inflated confidence?It is conceivable that not only was the doubles practice rejected when the coach was out of sight, Sanada even saw a tall man push Yukimura to the ground once.

"Those people are really deceiving!"

While pulling Yukimura up, while angrily complaining about a few bullying students, Sanada even got really angry.

"It's okay, Genichirou-kun."

Although still smiling, Sanada saw a cold look in the man's eyes, "We'll make them all regret it soon, with tennis balls."

Holding his racket, he turned to Sanada, Yukimura looked straight at him, his eyes were full of arrogance, "Team doubles with me, Genichiro-kun."

Sanada, probably saw the aura he yearned for in this person in this person, obviously smaller than himself, obviously slender and beautiful, but like an overlord on the battlefield.

This man is strong.

If he was a military general in the Warring States period, this person might be the master that people follow.

When he came back to his senses, the boy in front of him was smiling happily at him, as if he had been looking forward to visiting his home for a long time.He felt strangely that both of his hands were being occupied, the unfamiliar touch belonged to a small soft hand that made his heart throb.

Chatting with Sanada's mother along the way, unlike the boy in the hat who was always distracted, Yukimura happily shared all kinds of embarrassing things about Sanada-kun with this kind aunt.He likes to observe this friend on a daily basis. While he has a certain sense of old-fashioned contradiction, he is also innocent and passionate like a child, which is really interesting.Yukimura has always had a good impression of such a simple person, especially when he sees a particularly cute reaction when he teases the other party. If he can draw Genichirou-kun who is black-faced every time, I am afraid that he will be able to make a painting exhibition in the future.

Getting out of the car, the three of them went directly through the garage to the corridor of Sanada House.This is an old and traditional Japanese-style house. The garage was transformed for convenience, but as long as you walk into the spacious wooden corridor, you will be surrounded by the silence that seems to travel through time and space.It turned out that it was in such a primitive environment that Mr. Genichiro's stable temperament was shaped.

Borrowing Sanada's landline to call home, and leaving the address, Yukimura obediently followed Sanada to the Japanese room on the other side.It is said that Yukimura has never seen such a big family saying hello to his grandfather every day.Observing the garden and flowers along the way, Yukimura decided to come and play more in the future.

"Grandfather is more serious, but he will definitely like you, Seiichi-kun, don't be nervous." Even though you said that, you look more nervous than me, Genichiro-kun.But Yukimura has always had confidence in himself when it comes to pleasing the elders.

Opening the door, the old man sitting cross-legged on the short bench and staring intently at the chessboard looked very upright. Although he was dressed in navy blue and had a rather cold aura, when he raised his eyes to look at Sanada, there was a gentle flash in his eyes. Pass.With the two children sitting nearby, Sanada introduced the friend and the reason for his visit to his grandfather.After a few conversations with this well-behaved and elegant child, Sanada Fanshi really fell in love with this boy named Yukimura Seichi.

"This is really a coincidence, the two of you are destined to become friends." With a smile on his face, he looked admiringly at the boy who behaved according to his own wishes, and found that both of them looked blank, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "Go to the study and look up the names of generals in the Warring States Period, and you will know."

Instead of keeping two more children whose curiosity had risen to the peak, he drove them out with a few words.Children need to be lively to be cute, unlike Genichiro, the older they get, the older they get.No matter what other people are thinking, the two children have no time to think about it.After being told nonsense by his mother, he rushed to the study first.On the tall bookshelves, the bottom two shelves are children's books.After searching for a few times, Sanada finally pulled out an atlas of Warring States heroes with drawings.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have heard of what my grandfather said..."

"here!"

Yukimura excitedly pointed to an ancient painting, carefully distinguishing the small characters on the side, "Sanada Yukimura, whose real name is Sanada Nobushige, was a famous general at the end of the Warring States period. His official rank was Zuoemon Zuo, and he was known as the strongest man in the world." His eyes lit up Brightly, as if he had discovered some treasure, Sanada couldn't help staring at his side face. Under the dim indoor light, it was as white as beautiful jade, and those eyes were like fireflies in the forest, and they suddenly turned to meet his eyes. .

"Sanada Yukimura. Now, our names are destined to be connected together." The other party said this, put down the book, and Sanada was caught in his hands unexpectedly.

"From today onwards, I will call you 'Sanada' and you will call me 'Yukimura'."

"The two of us are the strongest together!"