[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

The knockout round is coming to an end, after Marui Kuwahara's match, Lihai's last group will be a duel between Yanagi and Kirihara.Although in the eyes of everyone, Kirihara has never defeated the Big Three no matter in school training or official competitions, but this young man can always make people infected by his persistence.

Compared with many sophomores who look up at the three of them as soon as they enter the school, Chi also has a unique quality and will never be deterred by powerful opponents.Yukimura has seen this point in Echizen and Toyama.

Thinking of the red-haired boy who came to Kanagawa to play with him after the war, Yukimura couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.He glanced around, only to realize that not only Toyama, but also Echizen had disappeared long before the match between himself and Sanada.

He looked behind him, and saw that several Qingxue players who had been sitting on the bench watching the game had already separated to find their teammates, so he asked aloud, "If you fail to catch up with the game, you will be disqualified, right?"

"Shortly after Marui and the others left, people from Aigaku and Shitenbaoji went looking for them." Sanada knew that Yukimura probably didn't pay attention at all, "I was late for the finals of the war, late for the camp, and even late for the knockout round..." He said frowned.

Yukimura chuckled, "You are not the head of Seigaku, why are you so strict."

Sanada pursed his lips, he had never been used to the joking attitude of those people, even if Liu said that Echizen grew up in the United States and his personality was not as well-behaved as the Japanese, he still did not agree with the behavior of not being punctual.

"Akaya and Renji are going to compete." Yukimura pushed him and pointed to the court, "Instead of worrying about others, think about who will leave with you for a while."

His words silenced Sanada.The reality that he had been avoiding since the end of the game was in front of him. Sanada secretly looked at the people around him, but he didn't see a trace of sadness and reluctance on the other person's face.

Does he not care about being separated from me?

Sanada's heart sank.

"In the knockout round, half of the junior high school students will leave the training ground. Most of the free groupings will be partners, and they will face off against each other. Some of those who stay are lucky, and there are also top players from each school among those who leave." Yukimura said calmly. , "If you were a coach, why did you use this method to screen? It is unscientific to dismantle excellent and mature doubles teams and let go of players with guaranteed winning percentages."

Sanada was stunned.His single-minded brain began to spin, "If you are screening by strength, the best way is to keep the seeded players to avoid wasting your combat power... That Saito, is he a spiritual coach?"

Yukimura nodded, "There are tactical coaches, spiritual coaches, and arena coaches here. The division of labor is so clear that there will be no such rash decision to eliminate." He glanced at his lover and sighed, "You still don't understand Is it? The national team’s junior team training camp, there is another head coach that we haven’t seen.”

Sanada suddenly remembered that before they came to the training camp, he and Yukimura checked the website together, "Mifune enters the way..." Where is that person?

"I don't know who it is, I have never heard of it, maybe it is watching us in a monitoring room." Yukimura narrowed his eyes, "The training system here is quite complete. The news heard there will not be false, so the knockout match will definitely not happen so soon." He patted Sanada's arm, "I discussed with Lianji, maybe there is another training place here that we don't know about."

"So this game is just a way of training in groups." Sanada understood why Li Hai accepted it so calmly, "Am I the only one who knows about this now?"

Yukimura smiled, and looked at his lover's dissatisfied expression jokingly, "I just told you, they all guessed it by themselves. Of course, that kid Chiya didn't know." Boy, "Sure enough, you two have very similar thinking patterns."

Sanada didn't feel comforted.

On the field, despite exhausting all his strength, Kirihara was firmly suppressed by Liu.He and Liu had experience in doubles, so he knew very well how strong this senior was in controlling the game. Being completely crushed was his daily routine in the past two years playing under the Big Three.

One more point and I will lose...

"Akaya still can't compare, the result is clear." Sanada commented on the game, but saw Yukimura shaking his head.

The thin and tall boy in the arena suddenly raised his hand and voluntarily abstained.Not only Kirihara and the audience, but also Sanada's eyes widened in surprise.

"Renji's training mode is different from Chiya, and the special training here is more suitable for Chiya." Yukimura thought of the result of his discussion with Liu before, "Chiye Elementary School is practiced in the club, and it started to be very formal after entering Lihai. Strict and high-intensity training, so the current training camp will help his individual improvement. Lianji is currently in a bottleneck period. He needs to calmly think about his data system and tennis evolution. There may be a breakthrough in another environment. He That's what it said."

The elegant young man walked back to the sideline with a calm face and nodded to Yukimura. Seeing Sanada regain his composure and look at himself, he couldn't help but glance at Yukimura, "Did you explain?"

Yukimura nodded, "Thanks for your hard work, Renji." Although he still felt a little guilty for acquiescing to Liu's sacrifice to let Akaya improve, Yukimura still did not stop Liu's decision, "You and Genichiro must supervise each other, and training cannot be wasted."

Qieyuan, who hadn't recovered yet, looked at the acquiescence of the seniors outside the field, and couldn't accept it in his heart.Yukimura didn't mean to enlighten him. With such an entrusted mentality, maybe Chi can also carry Liu's expectations and devote himself even more desperately to training.

As long as it's for Chi Ye, it's not too much to hide some innocuous news from him.Yukimura narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

Soon, all court games are over. Half of the 50 junior high school students were eliminated on the second day of the training camp. They were told to go back to the dormitory to pack their things and take the car home. The loser group all carried their tennis bags dejectedly.Yukimura and Marui Kirihara Yagyu walked out of the court together.They were asked to train with the Second Army after lunch, and after watching Sanada leave the stadium, Yukimura realized that last night the two agreed to let Sanada move in, and they were completely overwhelmed by this sudden knockout match. Messed up the plan.

He began to feel a little bit dissatisfied with the spiritual coach. No matter what the reason was, it might be an unnecessary result for him not to see his lover for a few days.He followed his lover to 217, and watched the man pack his things without saying a word at the door, his eyes couldn't leave the boy's shadow.The three people in the same room as Sanada were in the winner's group, and they were staying with their teammates, and did not return to the dormitory.

"...Leave the ones that are not easy to carry with me." Yukimura knelt down to help him organize his things, and snatched a dumbbell from the other party, "You can carry it even if it is so heavy?"

Sanada silently snatched back her things and stuffed them back into her bag.

"Hmm, Shudao?" The unfolded scroll is the motto "Eternal victory and invincibility" written by Sanada for himself. This thing has never left his body, and Yukimura reluctantly put it down, "Leave me at least one."

He stared at Sanada with a persistent gaze that made it hard to refuse.Sanada sighed softly, "We can still send emails..."

"The meaning is different, Genichiro." Yukimura held his hand and bowed his head, "Are we lovers now? It's beyond my expectation that I can't live with you."

Yukimura looked at the bracer on his wrist and took it off silently.The pair of white wristbands were left and right, but now he kept the one on his left hand, and stuffed the one on his right wrist into Sanada's palm.

"Let's exchange the wristband of the dominant hand." He grabbed Sanada's hand and forcibly took off the black wristband. "As long as you hold the racket, remind me, there are still people waiting for you to catch up."

Sanada twitched the corners of his mouth to cooperate with his movements.The two pairs of wristbands, one black and one white, were disassembled and worn by the two people, as if they belonged to each other.

"Don't think you can escape from me like this."

Yukimura's face approached Sanada's, eyes locked into his pupils.

"You are limited to three days."

"Even if you climb, you must come back to me."

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In the late evening of Maple, Gui Po is born.I didn't pay much attention to it in the past, but now I can see from the window that the winding mountain road twists and turns, and the red leaves on the slope are also withered and piled up.

Sanada folded his arms and looked into the distance. Not long after the car drove out, he could no longer see the complex of buildings.On the way there yesterday, he and Yukimura were still sitting together chatting about various things. At this time, the car was not the original car, and he himself was sitting in the single seat on the left, staring at him without saying a word. The white wristband reflected in the window.

Several teammates who got into the car with him dispersed.Liu and his old friend Gan Gan had something to talk about, and Nioh Sanghara was sitting in the single seat by the window thinking about something, but he couldn't talk to anyone.

The air in the car was almost freezing.Some people began to complain, unwilling, and the voices gradually merged. Many people couldn't face the reality of being separated from their best friends and partners.And Sanada suddenly realized that among these people, only his own mood was different from others.

Even though he got guesswork from Yukimura, he calmed down a lot when he was alone again.Thinking about it carefully, this is the first time that I was forced to separate from Yukimura in a real sense.He has been with him since he was a child, whether he is on vacation or Yukimura is hospitalized, he can always go to the other side to meet him.But now, even though he knew that the separation might not be too long, Sanada began to realize that after becoming a lover, he would no longer be able to escape from that person's chains...

Unlike others, the two of them are not just teammates, partners.They're still family, brothers.They are more of a companion.

Sanada's heart was now filled with emotions that he hadn't noticed on weekdays.He was like a magnet out of control, his body was cut off, and he was looking for his half | body in a daze.He thought of the mood he felt every time he played with Yukimura, as if the twins had reunited.No one has ever been able to give him such a feeling, as if in Sanada's eyes, there are only two types of players, Yukimura and others.

All his complaints come from separation, and all his unwillingness comes from weakness.When he felt that he was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with that person, he realized that it was just that the other person was waiting for him in place. He only needed to take a step, but he was still lagging behind.

His fingers subconsciously rubbed the cotton cloth on his right wrist. There was a flower pattern embroidered on the inner layer of the white wristband, and the golden wedge-shaped wings came from a bird of paradise.

The car stopped.

I don't know where they are, but the boys who got out of the car saw a cedar forest in front of them.The tall giant trees cut off the distant scenery, and they had to walk to the depths quietly and apprehensively.

Sanada doesn't have a deep memory of what happened next.As soon as he saw the lanky spiritual coach, he had an epiphany on Yukimura's previous hint.

"Maybe there is another training ground here that we don't know about."

"Surrounded by deep mountains is not simply closed training."

"The current training camp will help his individual improvement."

Staying in the training camp as the winners will undergo various special training, while the loser group is taken to the wild to awaken their spirit and will.

This is the job of a spiritual coach.

Sanada completed every step required without saying a word from the beginning to the end. He stepped on the huge boulder on the cliff, grinding the gravel between his fingers.The corners of his eyes were irritated by the sweat, and the coat was brushed across his forehead to wipe away the dust.He tilted his head to avoid the falling gravel, and stretched out his hand to grab the fallen companion. His eyes were only on the high peak, and the roar pierced the hearts of these teenagers:

"No one is allowed to fall behind, and everyone must climb up!"

He has fallen from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley countless times, and climbed back from the abyss stepping on the tip of the knife.He had no wings and was a mortal, but a god tore off a pair of his own wings and attached them to his back.

He was once redeemed by the gods and saw the most beautiful feelings in the world.Later, he helped the god through the white night, and got the supreme gift from the other party.

The embroidered patterns of Yukimura's white wristbands stuck to his skin, and the Strelitzia flower was branded in his bone marrow.

——Whenever, wherever, don't forget that the one you love is waiting for you.

If it is not in front of Yukimura, he never likes to express in words.He would only climb up step by step in silence until the end platform of the cliff appeared in his eyes.

In the joint camp, Yukimura had no time to worry about Sanada since he officially shared the same training menu with the high school students in the afternoon.Yukimura was also a little surprised by the hundreds of different projects.He read it carefully and found that the previous seniors did not fully explain the training content to him.

This is of course very reasonable. The training intensity of high school students is formulated in accordance with their physical growth and basic quality. It may be too heavy for the juniors who are still junior high school students. It is understandable for those seniors to think so.However, Yukimura didn't think that this kind of intensity would overwhelm these junior high school boys.In terms of strength, foundation and talent, many of them are enough to surpass the high school students of the Second Army.Even for high-intensity training, it probably only takes a few days to finish barely at the beginning to finish at the same speed as high school students.

What's more, their goal is not the Second Army.

There were also members of Lihai High School in the Second Army who trained with them, and Yukimura also greeted several OBs outside the court.In this summer season, Lihai High School still maintained the top four results in IH and National Sports, but apart from Mao Li who was the most outstanding in the team competition, there were no players with outstanding personal strength.In contrast, in the first army in the training camp, there are almost no high school IH winners and semi-final school team members.

In this sense, the high school team competition is more of a comprehensive ranking of team strength, but the most famous players in the tennis world seem to have no plans to participate in the team competition at all.

The training on the first day ended after 6 hours. Compared with other people, Li Hai and the others who had long been accustomed to the special training in hell did not suffer very much. Yagyu and Yukimura met to take a bath and dinner, and then returned to the dormitory in the evening. He quietly closed his eyes on his bed.

Some clips of these two days flashed through his mind like a movie, and some speculations about the training place became clearer.

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and the Sitianbao Temple team members who followed Buer to look for Baishi took away their minister, and Buer took care of Xiaoxian and climbed back to the upper bunk opposite.

"You're a little quieter than yesterday, Yukimura."

Yukimura turned his head to the side, and the boy with his back against the wall squinted his eyes and smiled gently, "Your words touched me a lot this morning, if you don't mind, can you talk to me?"

The boy with chestnut hair is very gentle and considerate, Yukimura can feel the breath of plants from this person.Such a character made him feel natural and relaxed, and he couldn't help but slow down the corners of his mouth, "You're really careful, Buer."

Fuji rolled his eyes, "Maybe I can feel a little bit of the feeling of having to be separated from important people." He thought of the conversation and communication between the two when Tezuka left for treatment a few months ago. Yukimura looked thoughtfully.

"Yukimura, how can I find my goal?" It's like Tezuka asking himself, where is the real you, even now he can't be as serious as when he was playing with Tezuka. "Why can you stand on the court so frankly and persistently chasing victory..."

The boy looked so troubled that Yukimura couldn't help but sigh.He stared up at the ceiling, remembering the one-time tennis he had talked about with Sanada.

This teenager was too free before and only played tennis that he liked.Later, he was too persistent and only stared at the back of one person.Yukimura thought for a long time before sorting out his words and speaking slowly.

"Your style of play is very free, which is very rare." Yukimura smiled softly, and the boy on the opposite side blushed unnaturally, "You can't reach the limit, you can't go all out, these just show your respect for yourself. Opponents are very picky. Not everyone can comprehend the seamlessness, but not being able to comprehend does not mean that they cannot continue to fight."

Fuji has always thought so, but he himself has experienced how happy it is to win or lose with his opponent, Maeken. "I can't seem to find the goal of playing tennis now. I used to be very happy playing with Yuta, but He has his own direction, and I seem to always be working for someone else's goal."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "The reasons for playing tennis must vary from person to person. Is there anything wrong with playing for others?"

"What if that other person already has a new goal?" Fuji murmured, "Where am I going next?" He stared at Yukimura's direction, seemingly puzzled, "Why are you so determined?"

There was a silence in the room.Yukimura didn't know if this person was really looking for an answer, or if he just wanted to be comforted.Hearing this question, he thought back a lot, including his childhood, admission to the hospital, and return.

"When I was young, I would think about some things that seem childish today, how to win, and absolutely don't want to lose, but since I was sick, I have never hesitated. For me, now I have won. This point, rather than saying that other people are not as unfortunate as me, it is better to say that I am lucky to have an enemy that you will never face in your life."

"Human beings are the kind of powerful creatures that can stand up again once they are knocked down once."

"It doesn't matter whether you are different from others or you can't find your goal. Life is very long. As long as you live, you will see your true direction one day."

If I hadn't survived at that time, what would the world be like today, what would my family and Li Haida's companions think... In the past, he often lay on the hospital bed and looked out the window, thinking about these things. of.At that time, he clearly realized for the first time that the name, identity, and money given to him by his family and society were just gifts.And completely his own, only tennis.

"If that illness killed me, then perhaps the key to bringing me back to life is Genichiro's iron fist." He slightly turned his head to look at Fuji, his lowered eyebrows softened his whole face, " I never dared to yell at me, and I never even seriously resisted once. The moment I was hit in the face, I was really angry and unbelievable."

"However, it is very precious to have someone by my side who will accompany me through hell."

He looked into Buer's eyes tenderly. This person has a similar personality to his own, but has a completely different life, a healthy body, and has never experienced falling into the boundless abyss.

"Where is the real goal, this question should not be asked to me." Looking at Fuji standing there, Yukimura smiled, "You already know where to find the answer."