[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

"...Then, the above are all my questions. Oh, I wasted a lot of time." Izumi smiled apologetically, "Yukimura-kun completely exceeded my expectations. I didn't expect us to chat like this."

Yukimura curled his lips and got up to help the other party organize the debris on the table, "I have rejected most of the interviews in the past three years. I am afraid that the industry has misunderstood my character." He turned around and cleared the three teacups, and turned his head At that time, the two reporters were ready to leave.

"Yukimura-kun, there have been many articles criticizing your tennis in the past. I used to think that you might adjust your style of play more or less considering your reputation..." Izumi sighed as he looked at the young man's tall and handsome figure, " Now I want to apologize to you for having thought that way."

"After this conversation with you, I finally understand why that person pays so much attention to you." He subconsciously touched the handbag, and there was a letter lying in the folder.

Yukimura was a little puzzled, and became curious about "that person".But he also knew that the other party would not talk deeply, so he just smiled and led the two of them out of the conference room.

When passing by the tennis club room, Yukimura just saw the players coming back from the bathroom after the practice match, and asked a few second graders, Yukimura noticed that their hair was still dripping and frowned and told them to rush into the room, leaving only Sanada with him.

"Is the data collection over?" Sanada nodded to the two and asked Yukimura in a low voice.

Yukimura responded to him, taking Sanada's own tennis bag in his hand, "Yes, you were the one who received the two of you before, at least we will see you off together."

It was already noon when they sent the two reporters to the school gate.When he returned to the cafeteria, Yukimura didn't see Nio Marui at the seat where Zhengxuan often went.

"Those two guys bought bread at the welfare agency and ran to the university department next door." Kuwahara beckoned them to sit down, and pushed the bag at hand over, "Wen Tai said that he ordered the wrong one at the vending machine and bought something he didn't like." Coffee, I'll save it for you."

Yukimura smiled, as if he could imagine Wen Tai in a hurry, "What's the matter with them?"

"It seems to be the work of the radio station? The guy said it was a secret, and he didn't even tell me, but since he was with King Ni, it must be something interesting." Kuwahara stuffed a mouthful of barbecued meat, showing a smile on his face With a happy expression, "Ah, it's really rare to have a barbecue set meal today, Sanada, it's super delicious."

"Senichiro said, I went to buy it when I saw your plate." Liu pointed to the window not far away, "Our department is really full of meat pies. Outside of Seishi City."

"Huh? Yukimura-kun doesn't like meat?" Yagyu had just returned to his seat and sat down. His lunch was a bento box. "It seems that you are not very interested in barbecue."

"Well, it's not that I hate it. If I have to say it, I belong to fish pie." Yukimura smiled, putting his arms on the table and holding his face, "Although I don't have much interest in barbecue, but every time I see everyone eating It smells so delicious that it looks delicious, especially Genichiro, probably besides tennis and kendo, he is most obsessed with barbecue."

"Our school's grilled fish meal is also good, but not today." Liu looked at Yukimura who was empty in front of him, "What do you have for lunch?"

"Sandwich, I asked Genichiro to buy it for me." Yukimura narrowed his eyes, sure enough, sometimes lovers are very important.

Well, regarding this question, I don't know if Lianji already knows by now?He secretly glanced sideways at the young man beside him, squinting his eyes as usual, and the expression on his face couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Jingshi, what are you looking at?"

"Huh? Nothing."

Well, anyway, they are not hiding it, and it is estimated that Lian Er's words can be seen slowly.

When Sanada returned to the table, he brought back sandwiches and fruit desserts for Yukimura. He just sat down and realized that Kirihara was nowhere to be seen. "Why isn't Chiya here yet?"

Yukimura forked a piece of apple into his mouth, "The tennis club will be handed over to him soon, I asked him to spend more time with Suga, Kashima and those second graders, that kid will not be independent if he is always with his seniors .”

Sanada nodded. Although he has an inexplicable parental heart, it is necessary to get used to the work assignment with next year's teammates as soon as possible.

"Ah, come to think of it, Yui told me on the day of the finals home, 'I feel like Kirihara-senpai is like a young child'." Yukimura looked at Sanada sitting across from him with a smile, and provoked with satisfaction after the other party was choked. At the corner of his mouth, "Sure enough, our tennis club is like a family?"

Kuwahara turned his head carefully and looked at Sanada wiping his mouth with a tissue, "...Ah, actually, Bunta told me about this, as if he and Chiya had discussed it before."

Everyone looked at him curiously.

"Liu is the elder sister, I am the elder brother, Wentai is the second son, Nio is the prodigal son who left home, Yagyu is the housekeeper, and Chi is the pet salamander..." Kuwahara recalled the conversation between the two of them at that time, and the more he said it, the more he felt out of place , "Then the father is Sanada, and the one who rules the family is the mother Yukimura..." He suddenly stopped, ah, it's broken.

The boy with his chin on his hand smiled very gently, his beautiful eyes were bent, and he stared at Kuwahara without blinking.

"...I see. The two of us are parents, Genichiro." Yukimura turned his eyes to look at the opposite side, and the boy who took off his hat blushed to the neck.

"...to think of Yukimura as a woman, it's too lax!" Sanada frowned, lowering his eyes and not daring to meet Yukimura's eyes.

Hey, I'm also considered a woman, Genichiro.ignore?Liu paused while eating, and sighed silently.Turning his face to look at his teammate beside him muttering "The butler is also a British gentleman", Liu really felt that without those three people at this table, it seemed that Genichiro could only be bullied by Yukimura.

"There is no practice schedule in the afternoon, so everyone can act on their own after dinner. By the way, Renji, I heard that the second grade school trip after the school starts in September will be staggered with us?" Yukimura remembered that he had a meeting with several second graders not long ago. The news that I heard when the members were chatting, "Akaya doesn't know yet."

"Now the student union is discussing this matter. There are many associations who are currently in the third grade of junior high school. Many people want to adjust the time..." Liu frowned. After all, it was the last trip of the third grader of junior high school. I won't feel particularly satisfied.

"The current student council president, Katakura Tomokazu, seems to have succeeded Yagyu when the third year of junior high school started?" Yukimura thought about the person who was more talkative than Yagyu, "In my impression, he should have a good relationship with the teachers at the school. If you adjust the time, it's not impossible. success."

"Yukimura, that's not the problem." Kuwahara sighed, "Akaya's classmate said that because they always take tutoring, their homeroom teacher has an opinion on the tennis club, and they usually follow club activities, and rarely participate in classes..." Said To be honest, the child's grades are so high that the class teacher can't stand by and watch, "Even if the time is changed, he will probably have to act together with the second grade."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they had just finished the national competition, and they suddenly had other burdens.

"This Yukimura-kun is truly a remarkable person."

On the co-pilot, the man who was flipping through the files on the laptop was sighing with emotion in a low voice, "Last year, a magazine was pulled into Lihai's blacklist after collecting materials. If it weren't for the face of you and Mr. It won't be that easy to get permission."

"You exaggerated Hayakawa." The man who didn't know when he took out his sunglasses had a smile on his lips, and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. His current demeanor looked completely different from that in the interview, "I'm afraid this boy didn't think of me In his eyes, strictly speaking, all he cares about is 'Tsuruoka's recommendation'. You must know that the reports about his illness in the past six months are enough to make him disgusted with the media."

Hayakawa frowned, "I've seen quite a few, Lihai disappeared after three consecutive victories, and those low-end magazines are really cheeky." He thought of the scene when he was walking and talking with the boy on campus, lightly Sighing softly, "It's really rare for a 14-year-old child to have such a big heart. Generally, no one at this age would not care about these things. How did he grow up..."

Some clips from watching the final a few days ago flashed through Izumi’s mind, and he said in a deep voice, “You didn’t watch the final, did you?” Seeing the other party shaking his head, he explained, “It’s been called ‘Junior High School No. 1', now that the legendary seamlessness has been cracked, his name is as unquestionable as the 'Son of God'."

"To be worthy of such an exclusive name, this Yukimura-kun is not a strong heart that can be influenced by a few reports." Moreover, if the source of the news is reliable, this person's illness will almost cut off his sports career.

Thinking of the child with a delicate face and a quiet smile, Izumi squinted his eyes.I used to think about why that "Mr. Tsuruoka" valued him so much, but now after talking with him, even I couldn't help but have an indescribable confidence in this boy.

It's like magic.

"If he hadn't watched his game, who would have thought that the beautiful boy playing with flowers and plants would be the son of god on the court?"

On the other hand, the protagonist whom these two people talked about is "playing with flowers and plants" in the rooftop garden.Yukimura hadn't checked these children carefully for a while, and it was only after the competition in the past few days that he could seriously organize and deworm them one by one.

At the end of midsummer, the afternoon is still hot.In the past, Yukimura would have felt bored, but since recovering from illness, he always likes this moment of bathing in the sun.Half a month after being discharged from the hospital, the malnourished plants gradually recovered under his care, and found that Nio would overwater from time to time. Yukimura strictly educated him and asked him to "stay away from these children."

Just as he was thinking, he walked into the toolbox and opened the cabinet door, only to see a strange wooden carving.It will appear on the roof, and it is still in his toolbox, which is undoubtedly a good thing Nioh did.

The little craft in his hand is not very delicate, and even has a little burr, but Yukimura can see the appearance of the cat from the blurred shadow.

Ah, this is Xiaoxue.

Visually, it still looks like a half-finished product, but the image of the silver-haired boy hiding in the shadow of the pavilion after taking care of the flowers and plants appeared in Yukimura's mind, and there would probably be a beautiful black cat by his side.

"I'm looking forward to it, what will it look like in the end." He smiled softly, and scraped off the long thorns at the bottom with a knife. If that guy Nioh accidentally hurt his hand, he would definitely ask for leave.

Patiently removing all the barbs, he replaced the wood carving.Although I don't know where this work is used, but thinking of that special cat, Yukimura also remembered the bizarre dream not long ago.

At this time, where will Xiaoxue be and how is her body?The more he thought about it, the more worried he became.He stood up and walked around the courtyard, but he didn't see the child.

The phone rang with an incoming letter, he opened the cover, and there was an email from Genichiro.

"The department is finished. I'll wait for you to go home with me in the studio."

He smiled, with a hint of anticipation vaguely appearing on his face.

In the quiet and deserted studio, outside the bright window is the waveless sea.

Sanada hadn't been filled with peace like this moment for a long time.The afternoon sun shone behind the curtains, and he leaned back in the chair, a little drowsy.

Even though it was just an ordinary afternoon, he felt a sense of happiness surrounded by warmth.

Flipping through a picture album in his hand, there are many things belonging to the art department. With Yukimura's permission, Sanada sometimes looks at Yukimura's picture album when waiting for him in the studio.

There are plaster figures, still lifes, and sculptures in the studio, but Yukimura's paintings only include the sea and flowers.Every time I look at this person's paintings, Sanada always feels that he is far away from him.

The oceans at various times are obviously in the same place, but the world in my eyes and Yukimura's eyes are so different.

This man has a world bigger than the ocean in his heart.Just looking at the different shades of blue he drew, no matter how irritable he was, Sanada could calm down quickly.

The other book is full of sketches and watercolors of flowers, and this person will also mark the names and types of characteristics next to the paintings, like a popular science painting specially for Sanada.

He gradually began to laugh.

This is rare.Sanada seldom smiles when alone, even he is frank and gentle when facing Yukimura.

His eyes were fixed on one page, which was the only sketch of a character.The boy in the hat is crossing his arms and teaching the person with his head hanging in front of him. Even though he is from the back, Sanada can tell that it is the junior Akaya.

Yukimura observed him from a nearly frontal angle.The expression is so vivid, and the muscle lines are accurate and healthy. Sanada seems to be able to hear his own voice through this sketch.

He is looking at me again.

I discovered this after Yukimura returned to the team.From time to time, he could feel a look in the middle of training.Sometimes when you turn your head, you can still see the other party's gaze back.He used to think that his feelings for Yukimura were deeper, and when he confessed, the other party just accepted him.Although I was immersed in happiness at that time, I also wondered later whether the other party just didn't want to make me sad.

Until that day, Yukimura's kiss dispelled all his hesitation.

Sanada put down the album, reached out and touched his lips.

I really want to get a kiss again, seriously again.

Footsteps were heard, and someone stopped at the door of the studio.Behind the opened door, the boy who rolled his eyes with a smile was looking at him.His eyes are so gentle and lovely, his voice is soft and charming, he walked towards himself, stepping on the clouds with his toes, and came to his side lightly.

"Well, you actually discovered it..." Seemingly shy about being seen by the protagonist, a light pink slowly appeared on the boy's face, and he lowered his head to see the mist gushing out of his eyes, "Don't look Yes, Genichiro."

He stretched out his hand and held the boy's wrist. After changing out of the sportswear, the exposed arms in the short-sleeved uniform looked a little slender.The palm slowly climbed up little by little, and Sanada asked in a low voice, "Why don't you look at it?"

The boy's arms were trembling slightly, and his voice was a little soft, "What?... Well, because...the drawing is not good."

She turned her head to avoid her sight, her beautiful side face was slightly lowered, revealing her delicate chin.Sanada stood up slowly, leaning his back against the window behind him, he pulled the boy closer so that the sunlight could be reflected on the man's face.

"Obviously the painting is very good." Sanada's hand climbed up the man's upper arm, two fingers penetrated into his short sleeve, and gently stroked the skin, "Seiki, let me watch you draw next time." .”

The boy who stared at him with wide eyes was a little surprised, and then realized the meaning of the words, smiled, "You are finally willing to take the initiative to be my model!" I was thinking about something, and I was simply happy for this person's change.

Sanada leaned slightly close to his face and lowered his head. After taking a shower in the morning, the scent on this man was replaced by the scent of flowers from the garden, and the smell from the tip of his nose penetrated into his heart, and his brain was so disturbed by this strange atmosphere that he couldn't think.

Feeling this overly intimate breathing, the teenager blinked his eyes, turned his eyes away from the other person's face, and tightly grasped his arms and palms with such strength that he could not break free.

"Xianichiro, you hurt me a little bit from pinching."

Ah, is that right... Sanada didn't know if he had loosened his strength, or if the other party struggled to break free, and lost the tactile sensation in his hands that made him feel aftertaste.

"Just now you touched your lips, what were you thinking?"

The soft voice was in his ears, he broke free from the shackles and moved closer, the young man stared closely at his eyes.Being looked at like that, Sanada's mind went blank, he opened his mouth, unable to speak.

"...Let me guess." The beautiful deep purple vortex pulled him in little by little, the whispers in his ear were like the singing of a siren, within a few centimeters from the side of his face, the boy's breath could almost reach Sanada's neck .

"You want... this, right?" His slender fingers pointed at his lips, and he didn't even notice that his lips were trembling.

"Jingshi..."

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the wrist, turned his head and kissed the boy's fingers.

"Fine City."

He grabbed the boy's palm with his other hand, said the name, and pressed the kiss all the way down his fingers, imprinting it on the back of the man's hand.He even stared at the boy's face without blinking, not letting go of any expression.

This person was surprised, then shy, a little ashamed and angry, and a little bit, happy.

"Do you like this?" The voice was covered by the skin, a little blurred, but Sanada felt a little satisfied in his heart.

Ah, let me see more of your mood, the expression that changes because of me.

He let go of his hand and turned to hold a face that was close at hand.He stroked the boy's lips with his index finger, and the two refused to give in to each other as if they were in a competition.

The boy with his head up had a neck like a swan, his eyebrows stretched out, and his eyes were bewitching.

He lowered his head and approached this delicate face, with only a pair of slightly parted lips in his eyes.

The fiery breath hit the boy's face, and within a few centimeters of space, the shadow carried a hint of ambiguous intimacy.He opened his lips slightly, and nervously touched a warm softness.

He closed his eyes slowly.

Pressing down little by little, the contact between the lips became more and more delicate, and the breath of the other party leaked from the mouth. The aroma was like the nectar that lured the worker bees, causing him to caress uncontrollably.

The hand that touched his cheek was warm and cool.

Ah, this is not a dream.

Almost instinctively, the tip of his tongue touched that soft lip, and after that, his brain was no longer controlled by reason.

Go deep, explore.

Overlap, play.

He discovered a secret place he had never been to.

There was some shortness of breath in his ears, the tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of flowers and this person's breath, and there seemed to be a white light like heaven in his head, and the subtle whisper even made him reach out and hold the back of this person's head to prevent him from escaping.

He always thought that the sweetness of the candy made him unable to swallow it.

At this moment, Sanada finally knew that there was a person who was sweeter than candy.

But it made him want to keep enjoying it.

"...uh, string...well, string Ichiro..." A hand hit his chest hard, Sanada slowed down his movements, he didn't recover for a while, his lips were still sticking, and he responded in a low voice, "what? ?”

"open."

The opened eyes finally slowly woke him up.The young man in front of him with fog in the corner of his eyes was panting lightly, and the fingers holding his arm slowly loosened.

"What are you thinking... This is the school." The corner of the boy's mouth was still moist, Sanada couldn't help touching it, and his fingers brushed the corner of the boy's lips, stained with that wetness.

"Let's go back." He whispered, his eyes no longer concealed his passion, "Jingshi, you said that you let me stay at your house today."

Well, I did.But now, I seem to regret it a bit...

Yukimura blinked, and his brain finally woke up from the crazy kiss just now.

Puberty is also terrible.

It's also in his own estimation that Xianichiro will be like this, this guy has always been very forbearing, and now the outbreak will not stop.

but……

Yukimura calmed down and took a breath.

To be provoked so easily by the other party, has he longed for this special intimacy for a long time?

The palm holding the face has a very high body temperature, which ignited the youthful hearts of the two teenagers in this midsummer.

He looked into Sanada's deep eyes, and the tip of his nose was covered with the woody fragrance from Sanada's body.

"It can only stop here for kissing." He murmured.

"that's enough."