[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

Basically, everyone in the tennis club didn't ask too many questions about these two people.They didn't mind this kind of relationship before, and they wholeheartedly blessed them because they respected them.Therefore, although they still wanted to see Sanada's deflated appearance, they all died down when they saw Yukimura's obvious attitude of wanting to protect Sanada.

From Sanada's words, it can be known that these two people may have only been three months since they confessed successfully, and perhaps with Sanada's character, they have been entangled for a long time before.

This kind of gentle "king game" continued until late at night. Under Sanada's urging, everyone finally made their beds and prepared to sleep contentedly.It has always been a tradition of sports clubs to get along with teammates in the Yamato room, and being able to spend the last night of this school trip like this seems to be commemorative.

On the third day of the school trip, Yukimura carried his sketchbook on his back.This day was free time for activities, and there was no class group arrangement, so he and Sanada went to the place they were looking forward to yesterday.

There is a canal in the center of Otaru, a famous tourist attraction. Otaru, which used to be an important port and transportation hub, currently has many old factory sites on the river bank, which have been converted into museum restaurants and sightseeing centers.Even though it is not the peak travel season, Yukimura and the two can still see some pedestrians strolling by the river.Many couples came here because of the filming location of the movie "Love Letter", so the two teenagers walking together seemed a little different from those tourists.

"The railway here has been abandoned for many years, but there are still many railway enthusiasts who come to take pictures..." Yukimura stood on the side of the road with a sigh. Behind the old railings was the Temiya Line full of retro temperament. A middle-aged photographer was sitting Adjusting the camera stand on the ground.

"It is indeed a very simple and elegant scenery." Sanada's feelings for railways are like most boys. He has been used to trams since he was a child, and railways are almost integrated into his life. It feels like time has passed.”

It was rare to have such a feeling, Sanada also slowed down his voice and walked along the riverside while chatting with Yukimura.The scenery here is very special. Sometimes Yukimura has the illusion of traveling through time and space as if he came to a European town.The factory exterior walls on the other side of the river still retain the flavor of the late Taisho period to the early Showa period, but behind the glass doors are western-style chain restaurants.

"There is an art gallery inside the factory, as well as the former bank site and other buildings. Let's take a look." Yukimura had already checked out the places he wanted to visit, and Sanada naturally followed him.After passing the arch bridge across the canal, on the opposite side is the former site of Otaru Art Village.The Nitori Art Museum, which was rebuilt from a bank building in the Taisho era, is now a new museum that houses works of modern Western and Japanese painters. For Yukimura, this is what he most wants Sanada to see.

When the two entered the museum, there were hardly any guests. Compared with this kind of unknown art museum, more people chose to watch the scenery and eat.They were walking in the exhibition hall, and Yukimura dragged Sanada all the way to the 4th floor with some puzzlement.

"Is there anything you want me to see?"

He was a little puzzled, but the people around him just smiled and said nothing.After passing through the carvings on the first and second floors and the Western painting exhibition board on the third floor, Sanada saw a name that surprised him when he turned the stairs to the entrance on the fourth floor.

"This is……"

"Modern and modern Japanese painting exhibition hall." Yukimura smiled, and looked at him sideways, "I know that you are not very interested in oil painting, but it is impossible for you who are familiar with classical culture to not know these two people."

Hengshan Grand View, Hirayama Ikuo.Two important names in the history of Japanese art.The former is "the father of modern Japanese painting", which incorporates Chinese and Japanese classical philosophy, while the latter's study of Dunhuang murals is a collection of paintings that Sanada read at Yukimura's house not long ago.

"There is a glazed exhibition hall on the basement floor that I want to see. Before that, Genichiro, please tell me about the works of these two people."

Seeing Sanada's surprised expression, Yukimura also felt satisfied.While the other party entered his own world step by step, he also wanted to learn more about the classical culture that Sanada likes.Sanada started to get in touch with painting art a few years ago. His aesthetics are more in traditional classical works. Feeling that his lover has a little bit of experience in his favorite art field, Yukimura also feels that the common topics of the two should be expanded.

The Japanese art collections that appeared at home, the painters and art exhibitions that were recommended to each other, and their hobbies other than tennis also blended a little bit, and became friends who talked about everything on another level.

Looking at the works of those familiar painters, Sanada felt warm in his heart as if being lifted up.There was no one else in the venue, and his lover's hand was beside him. He took Yukimura without hesitation, and the two walked slowly, while he also explained the brushwork styles of these painters to Yukimura in a low voice.

When he was young, he didn't understand Yukimura's love for art. Later, when he grew up, he accidentally discovered the relationship between the history and Japanese paintings he read when he was practicing kendo. Get closer to Yukimura's world little by little.

Now before he said anything, his lover gave him such a surprise, Sanada only felt that this person always made him feel uncomfortable.

"No wonder I saw Hirayama's painting collection at your house last time. Did you ever think about coming here?" He whispered into Yukimura's ear and saw that the boy's ears were burning red.The other party didn't answer, but Sanada smiled lightly.

How can I not be moved after doing so much silently?

"Before this, I really didn't know that there were Hengshan's works here." He looked at the paintings of this artist in a small hall on this floor, "Although they are not the famous ones, they are surprisingly meaningful .”

Yukimura read the label under the work, "They are all works related to Otaru, which is really rare." As a port city, this place used to be an important place for cultural exchanges between East and West. The intersection of history and art constitutes the unique temperament of Otaru." It’s a bit Western-style, and this kind of Japanese painting can be said to be more modern. But compared to these new types, you should prefer the pure classical style, right?”

"Indeed, simple and unsophisticated works cleanse the lead and are more touching. This is why I like Hengshan's works. His paintings contain more profound philosophy." Sanada nodded, and the two moved slowly.

After seeing the Japanese painting exhibition hall on the fourth floor, Sanada was hooked. He seldom goes to art museums to see exhibitions, and Yukimura, who is the only art lover around him, also prefers Western paintings, so there are not many times when the two can meet. .Going down from the fourth floor to the basement floor, the two of them came out to the old Takahashi warehouse next to them after looking at the glazed products.A warehouse that looks completely inconspicuous from the outside, but inside it has a hidden cave.

The dark warehouse was transformed into a two-storey showroom.The huge stained glass several meters high was reflected in the soft light with a sacred color, Yukimura couldn't help but exclaimed slightly, it was obviously just a dilapidated warehouse, but it made him feel like he had visited a European church.

"'God and the glory of England'." He said in a low voice, walked to the flower window and raised his head to watch quietly.Sanada came to his side and listened to him whispering the names carved on the glass, "Jesus Christ crowned Saint George, the patron saint of England, with Joan of Arc beside him..."

Sanada's eyes slowly moved from the flower window to Yukimura's face. Under the dim light, the boy's facial features were like white jade sculptures, "Is this a work of World War I?"

"Yes, it is a work to celebrate the victory of World War I and commemorate the undead." Yukimura paused, and said with some sighs, "These flower windows were once decorated in churches in England, but they were moved to this port in Japan. It is conceivable How many works of art disappeared without a trace in the turmoil around the world in the early 20th century..."

Many years later, in this peaceful age, during a carefree school trip, it seemed as if they could hear the wars and cries of a hundred years ago from this silent warehouse.

"Xianichiro, what a happy age we were born in. In the past, even if it was only ten or twenty years ago, if you want to make a living from tennis or fall in love with a same-sex lover, you cannot easily make promises What happened." He sighed in a low voice, and held Sanada's hand tightly, "If we go backwards, if we live in the war years, we still have to face life and death."

Sanada kept silent, Yukimura didn't know that not long ago, he almost faced the pain between life and death.He shook his lover's hand back, wrapping his lover's cool temperature with his own body temperature.He didn't know what he should say at this time, and he was always not good at speaking, but seeing the gentle smile on Yukimura's side face, he also felt relieved.

They walked slowly in the exhibition hall, and several sets of famous allusions were also told by Yukimura.The Last Supper, The Canterbury Tales, these are some of the most widely told stories in the history of religion.Yukimura has recently experienced these things. Ever since he read a magazine that mentioned that his tennis has a certain degree of religion, he began to focus on this aspect of research.

In a sense, the magazine was right.The "baptism" derived from depriving himself of his five senses is exactly his understanding of his title as "Son of God".

If it is said that the suffix of the title is to be removed, he must first understand to what extent a real god can do it.

Behind the huge flower window above the head, the dim light was not dazzling, but Yukimura did not dare to look directly at it for too long.

In awe.

This is the biggest difference between gods and mortals.

He walked away slowly with a smile on his lips.

At present, he has opened his own path, and all he needs is time.

In Sanada's memory, the three-day school trip was as short as a dream.Before he had time to savor the time alone with Yukimura, the last trip of the third year of junior high school came on the way back.They left New Chitose Airport in the evening and returned to Tokyo. Sanada was still absent-minded when they boarded the Shinkansen home.

"Are you a bit reluctant?" Yukimura sat by the window looking at the city after so many days, and understood Sanada's feelings very well, "It's fine if we go again in the future."

Sanada shook his head, "Go somewhere else next time."

Yukimura looked at him suspiciously.

"The memories with you are the best there." Sanada lowered his head and leaned into his ear, "I will only let you stay there when you were 14 years old. We will have other memories in the future."

Yukimura rolled his eyes.

"Xianichiro, are you the type who can say such things?" He always thought that the stubborn and quaint boy was the type who didn't like to express himself. In the past, he could only see his feelings by observing Sanada's eyes. ...

Sanada pursed her lips and turned her head unnaturally.Originally, Yukimura is sensitive and romantic, if he is always bored in his heart, he is afraid that the other party will misunderstand, "Didn't you say that I am very frank?"

"Well, indeed." Yukimura smiled and turned his head to look out the window.But you are so frank, it makes me feel embarrassed.I always feel like I'm losing in this regard.

Time flies, and in September after returning to school, third-year junior high school students have already started to prepare for further studies.Lihai’s middle school has a direct promotion system. In addition to grade rankings, associations and awards in various fields are also one of the qualifications for application.Originally, Yukimura didn't need these things, but after learning about this system through his classmates in the student union, he thought of the help that younger generations could get through it, so he approached Liu to ask him to pay more attention.

"With Chiye's grades, although I don't know how he was admitted to Lihai in the first place, it is still very difficult to go straight to the middle school. If you are recommended by a sports club, you can only go this way."

Liu also agrees with his words, but in this way, Sanada will definitely be angry at Chiya...

"Compared to worrying about this, the consequences are even more dire if Nianchi fails to enter Lihai High School." Yukimura smiled. How much time will I give him to review and study?"

There was something in his words, but Liu understood immediately, "Have you received the news?"

"The time is uncertain, but it is estimated that this is the first time this year, and the adults over there have thought about it a lot. Mr. Tsuruoka hinted that the top four schools in the national competition will be there, and he can't disclose the specific location and time."

This supernatural Mr. Tsuruoka seems to trust Yukimura quite a lot, and the two of them have a good friendship. Knowing that Yukimura already has an understanding of the national team training camp, he no longer avoids this issue too much.This year's junior high school tournament has already affected the focus of the Tennis Association. In addition to several players who are valued by the professional tennis team, many outstanding golfers are also likely to become the future main force of the Japanese junior team.They also discussed for a long time about whether to open training for junior high school players in advance.

What Yukimura and the others don't know is that the biggest contributor to this special training for junior high school students is the famous "samurai" Nanjiro.It is no secret that the rising star Echizen Ryoma who appeared in the tennis world this year is his son. The myth that has been silent for ten years has now returned to people's vision, and it is unbelievable that his famous stunt has been deciphered.

At this time, Nanjiro received a letter from the national team.In the past, he might not have been willing to let his son participate in that kind of training camp, but after watching the finals, he agreed to the request without hesitation.

Ryoma, who seemed to have no rivals in the United States, hit a wall in Japan.This can only show that a new force that is impacting the world is emerging in the Japanese tennis world today.He has retired for many years, what reason is there to stop the willingness of those teenagers to compete with the strong?

When many middle school contestants don't know it, the "persons above" determine the future events that will be recorded in the annals of history.At this time, Yukimura is busy preparing for the upcoming Unabara Festival.

The mancai theater of the first national club, the monster tea shop of the class, the drama performance of the second junior high school and the coffee shop of the club, looking at it this way, Yukimura will still be preparing for the last year with the class this year.The design of club activities was handed over to Akaya, and Yukimura also devoted more energy to the small "art gallery" in Group C.

"There are so many versatile students in our class." Yukimura and Sawano felt a little emotional when they were sorting out the manuscripts. They didn't know much about everyone, and sometimes they felt a little guilty.

"I just found out." Sawano smiled, "Yunshang-kun's photography is so beautiful, it's the first time I've seen such a suffocating sky." She took out a few photos and handed them to Yukimura, sighing, "Really I'm afraid people from the photography department will come to ask him why he didn't join the department."

Yukimura was stunned.

The photos in my hand are so clean that it doesn't look like the world.Except for the clouds in the picture, it is the sky. From Yukimura’s point of view, these compositions are quite temperamental, some conform to the classical golden section aesthetics, and some are free and unrestrained as if they were taken casually, but each one has a special Ethereal temperament.

"...It's so beautiful." He murmured in a low voice, he was able to take such a unique picture of the sky, and he even wanted to see what the photographer's heart was like.In my impression, this young man named Akira Yunshang looked no different from an ordinary junior high school student. He was very casual and friendly with his classmates when he transferred to junior high school. Except for not participating in any club activities, Yukimura never paid attention to that people.

With such spirituality, this person is definitely not the ordinary person he appears to be.

Yukimura put his works in the column of the photography area, still thinking about the photos he saw just now.He always felt as if he had seen this type of sky somewhere before, but he couldn't recall it.

During the meeting of the tennis club, after listening to the juniors' reports, the third-year main candidates all looked at Kirihara with admiration.The younger generation planned a shooting booth similar to a temple fair, and the weapon was replaced by a tennis ball. The prizes also met the wishes of the fans of the tennis club, ranging from the signed tennis balls of several seniors to some decorations in the club room and so on.Considering the graduation of the third grade, this kind of hunger marketing can be said to be not only a reward that girls will like, but also a motivation for boys admirers to motivate themselves to practice tennis.

"If it were me, I would definitely want Minister Yukimura's signature tennis ball." Kirihara shrugged, "The first and second graders in our department hate me to death. They originally wanted to take it home by themselves."

Yukimura smiled helplessly, and finally agreed with this plan.It is not used as an auction, but as a prize, which makes him more satisfied. Hitting the ball with a racket to hit the prize may also increase the probability of his own members receiving the reward.This time, he wanted the members to have a good and relaxing memory than to get the No. 1 of the Kaihara Festival.

Sanada thought that the student union mentioned that the baseball club auctioned off the gloves and baseballs of the first army, and accepted Kirihara's proposal in comparison.If it can motivate future players to play tennis, he is also willing to help Chiya achieve this reward.

Seeing the seniors nodding their heads, Kirihara excitedly pulled out a box from under his feet, which was full of tennis balls, "Then seniors, come and sign!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.So many... Stupid Chiya, this is basically a gift, right?

As Yukimura expected, after the Unabara Festival started, the photography area of ​​Group C attracted a lot of visits due to clouds floating above.On the other side, the planner of the tennis club did not get the No.1 of the Haiyuan Festival, but all the people who wandered around this booth took away their prizes contentedly.For them, the tennis signed by a respected and admired player may be the greatest luck to be a classmate with those teenagers.

In the crowd, a teenager who hadn't noticed was holding a small tennis ball in his hand, and put it carefully into his pocket.The heart that has never been expressed is quietly settled in this signature tennis ball.

Yun Shang hid behind a tree, watching from a distance that handsome young man and another man wearing a hat walking side by side in the campus.He didn't make a sound, just watched the figure of that person leave.

On the ball in the pocket, there is that man's beautiful font.

Seiichi Yukimura.

A name that will never be forgotten.

This is enough.

As long as he can see that person, it is the most beautiful dream.

And the dream, it is best never to wake up.