[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

After the end of the last day of the Haiyuan Festival, the student union sorted out the total number of votes for each class club project.The jokey Manzai troupe in the tennis club unexpectedly became the No.3 club, even Yukimura didn't expect it.In the class project, because Sanada strictly checked all the lottery faces and other "special circumstances" afterwards, the surprise of group A was reduced a lot, and the Yokai Cafe in group C became No.1 with the highest number of votes.

Many people voted for:

"Both the creativity and the point of laughter are just right. After seeing the waiter who was spoofed laughing to tears, seeing Yukimura-kun's beautiful smile can make me forget everything."

"It fully grasps the psychology of customers, it is interesting and eye-catching, and the food is also very particular."

"The Heian Era is the white moonlight in my heart! The decoration is beautiful and weeping!"

"Compared to the malicious and cute maid, the silly little Kappa is so cute."

"This is the first time I see a boy cosplay that makes me feel comfortable."

This result was jokingly called by Yukimura, "Thanks to Sanada's non-cooperation, we won the victory in Group C." Sanada reluctantly accepted Yukimura's thanks.But I don’t know if it’s really a sign of noodles. Yukimura was in the process of arranging the flower pots with the gardening department after the Unabara Festival, and accidentally cut his finger on a sharp leaf.

Although Yukimura didn't care, he couldn't help but wonder if he really had bad luck recently.The tennis team often said that he was very lucky in the draw of the game. Could it be that all his good luck is in tennis?

Time flies, and every October, Guosheng can choose to participate in social activities.Yukimura saw this year's overseas training seminar in France on the list, and signed up without hesitation.Influenced by his mother since he was a child, he loved French literature and art. Recently, he read a poem he liked while searching for materials in the library. Given such an opportunity, he himself would like to visit it.On the other hand, some members of the tennis club chose other countries, and some chose social apprenticeships.

Marui originally planned to invite Yukimura to visit Ebino Gozen at Mount Fuji in Kawaguchiko Lake. Not only is the scenery beautiful, he also valued a full set of seafood dishes.But Yukimura couldn't go, so he took Kuwahara with him.And Sanada signed up for a one-day visit to Koedo-cho, a 360-year-old traditional town with many historical and cultural museums and local specialties.

In the last week at the end of October, Yukimura flew to France with other students who were going to overseas seminars.Their school has a sister school with a seaside city in the south of France. The 7-day study and study allowed him to meet many new friends and enjoy the blue sea view at the seaside.This is a well-known tourist city, but this time is not the peak season, and they are very relaxed when they go out with the local host family during their break.

Yukimura's family is a small family of four.Like him, parents and a pair of siblings.The younger sister is also a primary school student, and she looks much more cheerful than Yui. The boy is a football player, tall and thin, and blushes at first when standing with Yukimura.

The family was very curious about Yukimura and asked a lot about Japan during the chat.With Yukimura's permission, she flipped through his picture album, and the little girl immediately fell in love with this little brother.

There are many pictures of various seas, as well as their garden, dogs, and the daily life of the family.She can feel that the world seen by these gentle eyes is so beautiful.

"Speaking of which, Seiichi is playing tennis, right?" Mother thought of something, took out a photo album from a drawer in the living room, and showed it to Yukimura, "Our whole family went to see last year's French Open final, do you want to watch it?" See photos?"

When Yukimura heard the French Open, his eyes lit up.He opened the photo album, and Roland Garros Stadium in June came into view.He carefully observed inch by inch, and loud cheers seemed to ring in his ears.The world's only tennis grand slam on clay court seems to be right in front of him.In the cloudless clear sky, the scorching heat even made him sweat a little. He stared closely at the center of people's gaze not far away, the running figure, loud shouts, and the sound of heavy hitting. Everything made him dare not blink.

That was what he saw on TV, and that sparked his passion for tennis. Now, he feels differently.

I want to go too.

I'm going to stand there too.

The touch of loose soil under his feet, he lowered his head, and the conspicuous white line against the red soil appeared in his vision.Looking up, there are tens of thousands of people around you.On the other side of the net not far away, a Westerner whom he had never met was staring at him.

I'm on the baseline and my opponent is waiting for my serve.

It's in the game now.

What are you waiting for?

"...Jingshi?"

Yukimura came back to his senses, and there were several concerned faces in his eyes.He smiled and said it was all right, he lowered his head and looked at the photos seriously again, but he couldn't calm down.

It was only when he stood on this foreign land that he realized for the first time how much he yearned for that stadium.

He could hear it calling him.You can even see your future self standing in the arena.

It's still a long way from there though.

But on the way to the destination, he has already walked up without hesitation.

During Sanada's stay in Japan, he received emails from his friends every day.Seeing the other party energetically doing tasks with classmates, meeting new friends, and visiting the city, he seemed to be able to travel with the other party through those photos.

However, one of them made him silent for a long time.

It was a photo of a clay tennis court, and Yukimura took it with his mobile phone while pinching the corner of the picture.

Sanada once heard him say that he fell in love with tennis at first sight because he saw the French Open match broadcast on TV when he was a child.In contrast, my four-year-old love for tennis is far less than that of Yukimura.

He remembered that when he was in elementary school, Yukimura would still suffer from minor illnesses from time to time, but within a year, his friend's body became stronger. Therefore, Sanada always thought that the reason for this love at first sight was that the other party teased him. At first, it was just to strengthen his body. fitness.He thought they both had learned tennis by accident.

But this e-mail without accompanying text made him feel a trace of emotion that he had never felt before.

You are different from that person.Different talents, different dreams, and even different levels of love for tennis.Even though he didn't just regard the tennis club as a club, he always followed Yukimura and achieved every honor step by step.When he was a child, Yukimura took him to play doubles, when he was in elementary school, Yukimura took him to compete, and when he entered junior high school, it was Yukimura who told him "to win the world".

What is he thinking?Why does he play tennis?As long as you follow the opponent, you can become the strongest, but he has watched Yukimura's back for too long.

Just looking at that person, Sanada knew that this was a person who wouldn't look behind him.He sometimes wonders where Yukimura, who has gone farther than his peers around him, will end up going, but whenever he thinks of that unreachable game, Sanada feels fear in his heart.

Can I follow him all the time?Will he wait for me?

At the beginning, they said they would become number one in the world together, but now the two of them haven't played doubles for a long time.

Does he remember?

Whenever he thought of these, he would angrily scold himself for having these boring distracting thoughts.But the more he left it behind, the more he couldn't avoid it.Many people know Lihai's Big Three, but not only himself, Liu must also know it very well.The man who is far ahead of them is not their side.While he was still thinking about his mentality and Dao Xin, Yukimura ran to another field without hesitation.While this made him feel unwilling, it also produced a trace of fear.

Sanada stared at the photo on the screen for a long time, and gradually forgot to reply.

"Ding!"

A new email came in, and Sanada clicked on the familiar address.

"You are probably training at this time. I also came to a tennis court, and now I am going to play a game with members of the school's tennis department. Let's work hard together."

In the picture, the white jade-faced teenager burst into a dazzling smile, and the two foreign boys who were head to head with him touched the tennis rackets and put them on their chests, with a court behind them.

Looking at his face, Sanada couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he thought of the words "Come on together" that he saw just now.

He really thought about a lot of boring things.

Pulling his hat, Sanada put down his phone.To defeat that person, he was too slack!

After Yukimura returned from the overseas training meeting, he sensitively found that Sanada's energy was much more positive than before.After the Kanto Conference, he noticed that there was a problem with this person's condition, but he always trusted Sanada. If he couldn't adjust well, maybe Yukimura would talk to him.

But seeing that the tennis club has been educated by Sanada, Yukimura nodded in satisfaction.

"Seiichi, do you know what happened to Genichiro?" Liu was very puzzled by Sanada's change.He knew very well that the two friends had been a bit tit-for-tat for a long time. Although it didn't affect the relationship, Sanada hadn't gone to fight with Yukimura for a while.

"Well, I'm not too sure." Yukimura smiled, "Perhaps he found a new motivation?"

Liu looked at his friend's face suspiciously, this expression definitely knew something.

Yukimura stopped Liu's question and motioned him to look at Sanada who was walking towards them.

"Yukimura." He stood still, paused, and turned his head, "Let's fight with me."

Yukimura crossed his arms and frowned dissatisfiedly, "You obviously didn't want to face me on the court before, but you finally got rid of those extra childishness, Sanada."

Even Sanada couldn't help but turn his face and stare at the other person when his troubles were called childish.

"If there are obstacles in the road ahead, remove them all. This is the foundation of swordsmanship." Yukimura said with a straight face, "You have been telling yourself not to relax, but you can't even control your heart."

Yukimura took out the racket from the tennis bag beside him, ignored the other's gaze, and walked past him.

"What's on your mind right now, let me take a good look at it on this court."

Sanada took a deep breath, his morale was completely aroused by these few words.He followed the opponent's figure and stood on the other side of the court.Not far away, the members of the basic practice turned around and gathered around. Seeing that the military division serving as the referee glanced at it and did not stop it, they watched with confidence.

At this time, Sanada Yukimura and the two no longer paid attention to the sidelines.This is the first official battle between the two since the rookie battle in April this year.Half a year has passed, and after fighting together, they have gained more trust and reliance on each other, but the fighting spirit in the past seems to have disappeared.But today, the members outside the arena felt that unusual aura. Even in the game when they first entered the school, it was not like this time, as if a spark would ignite a flame.

"No mercy, Yukimura. Fight me with all your might."

"Unless you can make me serious, I won't use my full strength."

"what?!"

Sanada opened her eyes wide.Yukimura, who always went all out to compete with himself, would actually say this... He didn't know what to think for a while.Am I being looked down upon?Because you have never won before, don't you want to wait for him anymore?

"Sanada."

He stared blankly at the people across the field.

"Only with awareness can you defeat me. Now, are you still like a child fighting for face?"

With the flash of light hitting his feet, Sanada finally concentrated on the court.The coat on the man's shoulders trembled slightly with the wind, and his sharp sword-like eyes hit his heart directly.

"This world is very vast, Sanada." Yukimura bounced the pinball on the ground, softened his tone, "Set your eyes a little further."

He didn't have the heart to hurt the other party at all, but that boy was as stubborn as he was when he was a child, and sometimes he liked to get into the wrong end.

"I've been looking forward to seeing the same scenery as you."

He puts all his beliefs in tennis, which is Yukimura's own world.Beautiful, vast.He really wants his friends to see how beautiful it is.

Each of his balls is not sloppy, crisp and neat.It is precisely because I am facing my best friend that I can express my heart. At the same time, I also expect the other party to open up my inner world and let him see what it is like.

If Yanagi stood on the court, he would find that Sanada today is like the Yanagi who played against Yukimura back then. Although his vision is normal, his thoughts are not here.This time, Sanada turned on the selflessness from the very beginning.He can see every shot of Yukimura, and he can counterattack with ease. It seems that Sanada controls the rhythm on the court.

Everyone couldn't help but start discussing.Mori knew before that Sanada could open up selflessness, but this time he saw it with his own eyes, and couldn't help looking away.But he could faintly feel that it was Yukimura who slowed down the rhythm rather than Sanada controlling the rhythm.

Every ball is where Sanada can try his best to catch it, tricky and precise, and Sanada who has turned on selflessness is also unconsciously consuming physical strength.Realizing this, Sanada realized his mistake.Yukimura once said that he had beaten back the five senses in a state of hard work, so why couldn't he open that door again?

The ball was constantly being hit back without weakening its power at all, as if every action of his was in the hands of the opponent.No matter how you hit, no matter how fast you run, no matter how powerful you are, you will always be hit back. How many rounds did this ball last?How long have they been fighting?Why can't I open Trials of Trials?Why don't you use the Five Senses Elimination on me?

Everyone gradually discovered that Sanada's movements began to slow down.He didn't lose his five senses, but his reaction speed was greatly reduced.But Yukimura did not take the opportunity to score, but cooperated with Sanada's speed, and the round gradually slowed down.

The ball has not landed twice on the same court until now.However, the state of the two people is very different: one side is still able to do a job with ease, maintaining its own pace, retreating to the Internet and moving left and right, while the other side is always running back and forth at the limit of catching the ball.

"Why doesn't Yukimura score? Such a ball can be smashed."

"Sanada is too pitiful, completely suppressed and beaten..."

"Does the minister want to fight a war of attrition?"

Not only the spectators couldn't understand the game, but even Sanada couldn't understand it.There was no pressure in their rounds, and they didn't feel the resistance and familiar yips state.He just kept running, running, without any distraction.

Every breath he takes makes him very painful, his steps are heavy like his own, obviously he can't consume any more, but his body uncontrollably turns on selflessness.He even felt that he was hitting the ball purely by instinct, and he couldn't think of any ball skills.

He gradually discarded those superfluous thoughts. At this time, he no longer has the energy to think about it. There is only one thing in his mind, and that is tennis.He locked the little ball tightly, and the concentration he had never had before prevented him from hearing any noises in his ears.

He even forgot that he was playing the game, forgot why he was playing this game.

What victory is, is completely forgotten.

He just wants to hit this ball back, a little faster and a little harder.

Only this ball, never give up!

"Boom."

Something was opening in the body, but Sanada didn't know anything about it.

Like a bolt of lightning, it flashed before Yukimura's eyes. When he realized it, a small ball was rolling on the field behind him.

"15all."

Yukimura turned his head slowly, staring at the opposite person covered in white mist without blinking.

That is, the limit of hard work.

Yukimura slowly raised the corners of his mouth.Sure enough, you will never let me down.He clenched the small ball in his hand, threw it high, and shouted loudly.

That's why I like playing tennis with you so much, Sanada!

"That's... what." Maori's eyes widened. It was no longer Wuwo, and it was impossible for Wuwo to hit such a ball.What did Sanada realize? "Could it be...the first door has been opened..." He murmured unconsciously, his eyes fixed on Sanada on the court, and after another smash that he could hardly react to, he finally got the affirmation s answer.

"You really can't relax, Sanada." Everyone heard the voice with a smile, and looked over, the boy in the coat was picking up the clothes on his shoulders with a racket and throwing them off the court.

"We finally meet again, the limit of thousands of tempers."

Everyone couldn't believe their ears.The limit of thousands of tempers?The first door of the legendary Profound Truth and No Self Realm?Obviously, even high school students can't comprehend it, but this is not the first time for Sanada in front of him... How far has he evolved!

Sanada gradually woke up.His body was exuding a steady stream of energy, and the strength rushing to his limbs seemed to be an illusion before the pain.Is this what it feels like to push your limits?It was better than he imagined.

"Come on, Yukimura! Now is the time for me to beat you!"

"I admire your self-confidence. Then, I will give you the same thing in return."

As soon as Yukimura finished speaking, the same light appeared on his body.Only then did they finally understand why Yukimura had to take off his coat just now.Is he finally going to be fully serious?

The never-before-seen game is in front of everyone.This is not a decisive battle in any big competition, not even a school qualifying match.It was just an ordinary practice match, on the tennis court in the middle of the Lihai Great Country, watched by dozens of people, and there was not even a video.

A tennis match that has been tempered against each other.

No one will be distracted to think about other things, just following the rounds of two people is already very hard.This was the first time they had seen Yukimura play the game so seriously, and perhaps the only thing that could make him give it his all was the other person on the field who really saw it.

One is a strong player who only has tennis in his eyes and keeps moving forward.

One is a warrior who has been defeated countless times but still has a firm belief.

On this road, two people walking side by side finally appeared.

"6:0, won by Yukimura."

Sanada collapsed on the field, panting violently, and the chilly air penetrated into his lungs, causing him to cough several times in his throat.

"Excellent game, Sanada."

The sky in his field of vision was blocked by a figure.The outstretched hand was still dripping with sweat, but he held it without hesitation and stood up with strength.In the warm sunlight, there was a familiar smile on the face close at hand, but Sanada knew that the pride that Yukimura showed at this time was not for this victory, but for the transformation of himself.

Even if I still can't beat you, I know I'm one step closer to you.

And seeing you happy for me makes me happier than winning the ball.