[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

In December of the calendar, the northern hemisphere is entering winter and preparing to start the Christmas month at the end of the year, but the other half of the earth is ushering in midsummer.In the southern seaport of Australia, the comfortable temperature and sea breeze made the teenagers who just flew from the early winter on the other side feel the summer not long ago.

This is the most famous tennis city in Australia. Every year in late January, Melbourne welcomes world-class tennis players to participate in Grand Slam competitions here.Yukimura has seen countless Australian Open venues on television, and now it's finally possible to play in one of them in person.

"Are we just a U17 World Cup? We will use the venue of the Australian Open..."

Several team members whispered.They just came out of the airport bus and looked out the window at the scenery outside the road, "Wow, KCCArena, the venue for the World Cup final!"

Compared with many overseas peers who have watched the concert at the Rod Laver Stadium, these Japanese teenagers have no experience of playing in the world's tennis powerhouses.Just hearing the "Australian Tennis Court" makes me feel pressured, which is one of the root causes of overseas camping.

If you don't get used to this pressure and the various discomforts of away games, it is perfectly normal for you to have problems during the game.

Sitting on the other side of the aisle parallel to Yukimura, Fuji was taking pictures with his beloved camera.Yukimura is not good at this, but seeing Fuji's photos often inspires him. Both of them have special complexes for scenery.

"Would you like to go for a walk together during your break?"

Sanada asked him in a low voice, flipping through the travel guidebook he got from the airport, "The Royal Botanical Garden... it's just a good season now."

"Huh? Is the minister going to play?" The boy who turned over from the front row and lay on his back had bright eyes, "Is there any place you recommend?"

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, "Well, let me think about it... There is a place I've always wanted to visit, the old prison in the city center."

He stared into Chiya's eyes and lowered his voice, "This place is open at night two days a week, and you can walk through the corridors of the prison with candles in hand."

Kirihara swallowed, and shivered involuntarily.

"I heard that there will be sharp wailing in those interrogation rooms at night. Maybe someone is still locked there now."

"Minister, does the minister really want to watch it..." Kirihara laughed, "I suddenly felt that I should prepare for the game, and I shouldn't go to play." He turned around as he spoke, and nestled himself back into his seat , I never want to listen to the conversation between the two people behind me.

Sanada narrowed his eyes to see his lover's expression, it was a long time since he teased the younger generation so viciously.

"Your desire for monopoly is becoming more and more obvious, Jingshi." He lowered his head and whispered in his lover's ear, "You still can't see it."

Yukimura raised his eyes and stared at him, "You will soon find out that it is more obvious, so be prepared."

The two of them got up day by day like no one else, except in front of the crowd, they kept restrained, whenever there were seats they would sit next to each other, and they were inseparable when they moved together.But Yukimura always felt that during the World Cup, Sanada's appearance would definitely win the hearts of countless foreign beauties, so he talked about it many times in private to keep Sanada from being distracted.

His worries seemed pointless to Sanada.Is there anyone in this world who can be cuter than his lover?Sanada would always sigh in his heart countless times, not to mention...

He sneaked a look at Yukimura's profile.

Ever since the two met, I have never escaped from this person's grasp for a moment.If one day Jingshi really let him go free, maybe he will catch up in reverse.

With this in mind, the bus stopped at a beautiful seaside hotel.This is the athlete apartment provided by the organizing committee for athletes from all over the world, which is exquisite and luxurious.These junior high school students don't know the treatment in other countries in the past, but it is obviously not the first time to enjoy the treatment of the first army.

Yukimura and Sanada checked into their room.Opposite them is Irie of the First Army and Taneshima, who has not yet arrived by boat. The room on the left is the captain of the junior high school team, Atobe and Nioh. The two have a common language.

"Minister, Marui-senpai and I are beside you!"

The younger generation hadn't calmed down from the excitement yet, and Marui behind him was dragging two people's suitcases into the room, "Come in Chiya quickly, or I'll pick a bed first."

Seeing the junior rush back to the room, Yukimura shook his head.He picked up his suitcase and put it aside, and looked at Sanada who was tidying up the closet.

"Are you sleeping in there?" Yukimura looked at the boxes that had been packed in the living room, sat down and stared at his lover's movements a little funny, "You're really capable, Genichiro."

He looked like a middle-aged man who came home after working outside for a day, raised his legs and sank himself in the soft sofa, watching his "wife" cleaning the room, "I'm so happy, if I just get married like this, I will He has become the most hated man in the world."

"Master Ashi, do you even need my help with eating and bathing?"

Sanada went to the side, picked up Yukimura's suitcase and opened it, "How about changing your clothes for you as well?"

He took out Yukimura's clothes, unfolded them and shook them, and hung the clothes of both of them in a cabinet.Sanada subconsciously put the two people's sportswear next to each other, hanging them like a couple's clothes, like a closet at home where they live together.

He turned his head to look at Yukimura, and found that the man was squinting his eyes and smiling into the sofa chair, "Genichiro, so cute."

Sanada's ears were half red.

Yukimura got up and walked over to him, put his hand through Sanada's arm, and straightened the hanger.His head was almost touching Sanada's face, his chin rested on Sanada's shoulder, and he whispered in his ear, "I'm looking forward to you helping me change my clothes."

"Dear Mr. Deacon."

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Although they were still curious about the southern hemisphere, the teenagers on the representative team started the adaptation training after a brief tidying up.They are not tourists who come to travel. They can only arrange their own time after training, and they often do not want to consume more energy after ensuring daily high-intensity training.

Adjusting from winter in the northern hemisphere to Australian local time is also only two hours off.Jet lag is not a problem for them, the real hard work is the body's seasonal adjustment.Originally, winter is the season when it is easy to store energy and fat, but it is still summer here. After a few days of sleeping together, Marui found that the muscles he had started to build in the second half of the training camp were being consumed by the heat and training. Excess winter fat.

"Don't lament about muscle building like a layman, Mrs. Wen."

Yukimura looked at the red-haired boy and frowned while having dinner at the restaurant, "Also, keep the snacks within the limits I can approve."

"...Understood." Marui pouted, and obediently stuffed a mouthful of cake into his mouth, "I will choose some with low calories." Anyway, compared with his teammates, the food here satisfies his love for western desserts .And Yukimura, who has no interest in this, became the most uncomfortable one.

Yukimura's biggest discomfort comes from the quality of Japanese food.Although it is not impossible to eat Japanese food in Melbourne, he prefers to choose local Western food compared to the place of origin.Looking at the food on the plate that he had gotten used to in the past few days, Yukimura touched his belly subconsciously.

Although he ate high calories from Western food, the high temperature and training these days also caused him to consume a lot of stored body fat.When he took a shower last night, he found that his abdominal muscles had become much more pronounced.Since the illness, he has not been able to recover to his peak figure, and finally, three months later, he was brought back to Yukimura by Xia Tian.

"Masaji's birthday party is going to be held tonight, and tomorrow I will suspend training during the day and go to the beach to play..." Marui slowly enjoyed the sweets time, and looked at Nio sitting opposite him with a smile, "It's rare to relax, I feel like This is the Rikkai Hell Tennis Club."

Nioh shrugged his shoulders without a cold, "Playing on the beach is really not my favorite. It's easy to sunbathe."

"You obviously don't have the pale skin you used to have." Marui observed Nioh's face for a while, "It seems that you have come back from training with Coach Mifune."

"I want to change back, pooh."

Nioh said, scratching the end of his hair a little depressed.Every time he thinks of the special training in Houshan, the game against Yagyu will come to mind, but now he has come to compete overseas, but his partner has been left in China.

His silver hair was almost limp, and the Australian summer sun had turned him into a lazy fox.

Everyone returned to Marui Kirihara's room at night, shared cakes and blessings, and took advantage of Nioh's birthday to make a fuss in the living room for a long time.In addition to this group of people from Lihai, Mao Li and other junior high school teammates also chatted together: the three people from Shitianbao Temple are very close to Kirihara, and Fuji and Nio, who have fought against each other in the past, are exchanging views on architectural photography. The field is reserved for those who play games in a circle.Yukimura, Yanagi, and Atobe whispered something on the other side, asking Sanada and Oishi to maintain order from time to time.

The day after tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the World Cup, and Atobe, as the captain of the junior high school team, will attend with Byodoin.He is now staring at the documents in the notebook and quickly scanning, without being affected by the bustle around him at all.

"...Thank you." He took a sip from the drink cup handed over by Yukimura, and turned the page with a slight frown. "This year's competition is indeed very difficult. Many professional tennis players have returned to the European and American national teams."

Yukimura leaned back against the back of the sofa, closed his eyes and responded to Atobe's complaint, "This is the first time that junior high school students have participated in the reform, and all countries must attach great importance to it. Once this model is successful, it will surely become a custom."

"It's unfair." Liu commented, and the thick stack of materials in his hand was about to be smashed by him. "No matter the experience, physical fitness, and mental pressure of the world competition are different from ours. For them, this is probably just State adjustments during the offseason."

Atobe also nodded.In his opinion, this captain is really not easy to be. No wonder Yukimura wants to push the position to himself. How to persuade the coach to accept the candidate he proposed is a problem.He turned his head and glanced at the young man next to him who was leisurely closing his eyes and meditating, almost wanting to pull this guy over to share the burden.

"I think it's a good thing."

The young man opened his mouth slightly, and his cold voice was a little lazy, "We have already entered the world arena, and the opponent is extremely strong, so we have no way out and just fight hard."

Yukimura raised the corner of his mouth, "Compared to us who are not expected, those strong tennis teams shoulder the heavy responsibility of fighting among professional tennis players, and they are the ones who are most stressed when they can't lose a game."

It's not just a showdown in the professional network. Back in their respective national teams, it would undoubtedly be a shame if those already well-known players were defeated by unknown rookies.If they stumble because they underestimated their opponents, at least it is an opportunity for the Japanese team to feel proud.

"We don't have a single professional player in our team. It's good for me to take this opportunity to find out the strength of those so-called 'professional tennis' players." He smiled, as if he didn't care how famous his opponent was at all. Like people, "Knock down those strong teams and make it to the finals. Maybe the countries that are aiming for the championship will thank us for helping them kick their opponents away."

Atobe raised his eyebrows, "With our lineup, do you think it's possible?"

"Then I will trouble you." Yukimura opened his eyes and turned his head, looking at Atobe's eyes, "I have long thought that your list of matches is very interesting, and Hyodi's intelligence work is no worse than our Lihai's. .”

Atobe raised his chin, "Although he is not the main candidate, my intelligence expert Taki is a very good talent."

Liu was very impressed with this person. In the past, he was a beautiful boy with a hairstyle very similar to his own. He even participated in official competitions when he was a freshman.He turned his head and looked at Qian, "Analyzing the characteristics of the players and arranging players who are against each other can improve the winning rate to a certain extent. Although there are still risks in the face of absolute strength, this is the greatest help we can do now."

"The tennis game is also a chessboard." Atobe squinted, "I happen to be proficient in chess."

Yukimura looked at him with admiration, "As expected of a reliable captain."

Atobe snorted coldly, "Don't think you can escape, I've already talked to coach Mifune, and he plans to give you some of the off-court guidance tasks in the group match according to the situation of the exhibition match."

Yukimura blinked, slightly taken aback.

"There will be three teams in the group stage. Byodoin-san, Tokugawa-san and I will each bring one. Then you will be in charge of the one we are in, Yukimura." Atobe smiled slyly.

"...I think the players don't need guidance during the game." Yukimura said slowly, "After all, only those who play on the court know the real situation best."

"They really don't need guidance, but they need trust."

Atobe stared into his eyes, "When facing a powerful opponent alone in singles, anyone who meets the eyes of his teammates on the sidelines will gain courage. In doubles, there is a third person on the sidelines to neutralize tactical contradictions. , is also an important help."

And there is only one person in this team who can convince all middle school students.

"So," Atobe reached out and patted Yukimura's shoulder, and said pointedly, "You should play beautifully in the exhibition match."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, staring at the blond boy's expression suspiciously, "I remember that the exhibition match was drawn on the spot at the opening ceremony the day after tomorrow..."

Atobe's hand paused, and slowly withdrew from Yukimura's shoulder.

"In the past three years, your luck has not been very good."

Atobe turned his head back, staring straight at the laptop screen.

"Byodoin-san himself will definitely not be willing to go up to draw lots in person, Atobe, if you draw me a troublesome opponent..." Yukimura said, his voice sank, "I think it won't be easy to win, right? "

Even Atobe frowned.He hadn't considered this issue yet, but he was deeply worried when Yukimura mentioned it.

Letting this guy who caused trouble for him get into trouble, Yukimura withdrew his gaze in satisfaction, and curled his lips at Liu who was staring at him funny.He didn't mind that the Atobu had drawn a very strong opponent in the exhibition match, rather he said that because he was looking forward to it.

Used to warm up before the official game, nothing can inspire teammates more than a loss in an exhibition game.What's more, regardless of whether he wins or loses, the exhibition match will not be included in the score, and it can just be used to let him feel the depth of the world competition.

Yukimura's mind flashed the information of the world's top five national teams and players, and compared them one by one with the teammates who might play in the team.He looked as if he was sleeping, but Sanada, who was sitting next to him, clearly knew that his lover was thinking, so he didn't bother him, and quietly discussed something with Liu.

The night's birthday party was coming to an end, and the teenagers also made friends with each other. This gathering at the right time quickly shortened their distance, and Kirihara even made a few game friends.Asked by several ministers to clean the room, the teenagers took away the garbage and left the lively room of Marui Kirihara.Li Hai, who stayed at the end, presented King Ni with a gift and a video with Yagyu Kuwahara, who was two hours behind.

Across the screen, at ten o'clock in the evening in Japan, after a hard day's special training, both of them stared at their teammates on the other side with some nostalgia.

It won't be long before they meet again.

The teenagers chanted silently in their hearts, and accompanied Nioh to count down to his 15th birthday.

"It's past zero! From now on, only Akaya and Yukimura are 14 years old among us." Marui hid behind Mouri with a smirk, "He's a veritable 'little minister'."

"You are indeed the biggest in the third country, Bunta's 'brother'." Yukimura smiled, and squinted at him with his chin on his hands, "Although the two biggest seem to be the most unstable."

Yukimura stared at the two redheads, one tall and one short. Mori and Marui are currently the oldest in Lihai, but from any point of view, these two somewhat similar people are active atmosphere creators.

"...Bunta, are you crazy?" Yukimura called you "brother"... Kuwahara could feel Yukimura's aura through the screen, reminding his partner but was overwhelmed by the noisy voice on the other side .

"Kuwahara-kun, he won't listen to it now." Yagyu pointed to the group of rosy-faced teenagers on the screen, "Non-alcoholic drinks can also be excited to this level, Yukimura-kun will definitely give them extra training tomorrow."

"You're right, Yagyu." Yukimura nodded, "How about running back and forth on the beach? It just increases the difficulty."

"...partner, I don't like this birthday present very much." Niwang almost scratched the little pigtail, and blamed Yagyu on the other end dissatisfiedly, "Hurry up and join us."

Liu Sheng pushed his glasses to cover his overly gloating eyes.

Only he and Kuwahara-kun are in Japan, and it would be very uncomfortable not to torture those few people.Moreover, Mr. Renwang looks quite listless, so he should teach him a lesson.

He and Yukimura on the opposite side of the screen looked at each other, showing very similar smiles.