[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

There's something wrong with Sanada lately.

Yukimura felt that since the fight with Sanada before, he felt that the problems between the two should be completely gone.He always gives a verbal reminder first, and if it doesn't work, he will play on the court.Usually it will pass smoothly after this, but this time Sanada didn't reply for some reason.

Not only Yukimura noticed this, but everyone in the tennis club trembled under Sanada's increasingly stern roar.Several times Yukimura really felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled him to the court to fight, but he was rejected bluntly.

Unable to understand his friend's state at all, Yukimura got an even more puzzled look when he went to ask Liu.Even Liu's information can't show why Sanada has such a situation, Yukimura thinks twice, and thinks that the only thing that can make Sanada happy is this Saturday's birthday.

On May 5, Sanada has not talked about any topics related to himself since he met Yukimura in the morning.In the past, Yukimura would be the first person to bless him every year. Could it be that his avoidance made him angry?No, he's not such a stingy person... Sanada couldn't say a lot of things, he couldn't tell Yukimura what he was thinking, Mingming Liu's email was just teasing himself, but when it shouldn't be, it hit his heart noodle.

He blushed when he remembered the love letter from Yukimura he had received not long ago.Genichiro Sanada is too slack!

"Are you sick, Genichiro?" Yukimura found that his friend's face was not right, and couldn't help regretting it. Although he was a little bit concerned, it was not his intention to disturb his friend, "If you are uncomfortable, don't hold on."

"No, there's no such thing." Sanada adjusted his mentality, the two of them are still used to the previous way of getting along, as long as he ignores those things, he still doesn't want to keep a distance from Yukimura. "Speaking of which, will you come to my house for dinner tonight?"

Yukimura smiled lightly, of course he wouldn't refuse, and maybe it wasn't just himself. "I'm looking forward to Auntie's cooking, what dishes will I have today?"

The two chatted with each other about some daily topics. During the process of coming from the club room to the stadium, the air around Sanada became much more relaxed.The members of the club who realized this were all relieved, Sanada like that is not really uncomfortable, if the tennis club does not have a head...it is too painful to think about it!

After the training was over, most of the members left the school after expressing their blessings to Sanada.The few people who are being selected have already set up clubs during the time of rest or skipping training. This time, Sanada was not as keenly aware as Yukimura, or in other words, he did not expect that this group of people would care as much as Yukimura did. Take care of yourself.

When he and Yukimura walked back to the club room, they were still talking about those slack people today, but when he opened the door of the club room, the loud paper flower salute made him blink in surprise. They all surrounded him with smiles.

Someone blindfolded himself, and there was a pair of familiar hands behind him pushing him.He walked forward with the crowd, reached out and touched something cold.

"Porcelain bottle?"

He felt the shape, and it was indeed a long-necked and pot-bellied bottle.Knowing that he likes to collect antiques, Yukimura must have come up with an idea.This group of guys usually don't listen to discipline, but it's rare for them to be so attentive.He twitched the corner of his mouth invisibly, and stretched out his hand to pull down the black cloth in front of him.

etc.Let him take back the exclamation just now.

It is indeed a porcelain vase in front of me, but it is no longer primitive: the white-bottomed vase has turned into a canvas, densely covered with graffiti.Sanada could clearly see the sentences that made him not know whether to be angry or happy.

"Gifts are things that the other party likes. How many years have you given me calligraphy?"

"There is a 98.24% chance that Genichiro would like it better without graffiti, but you will never be angry."

"You definitely have the kind of taste that even if you eat sweets, you can't complain about it! Anyway, Yukimura has acquiesced, and I can't stop me from eating cakes at the stadium!"

"It must have been hard to take care of Bunta all the time, Sanada, we will work hard together in the future."

"I'm graduating soon, Sanada, don't keep me for extra training, really! Besides, shouldn't you at least save some face for me as a senior..."

"Vice Minister Happy Birthday! (Strike out) Seniors say you can't write seriously, so I hope the Vice Minister will stop calling me an idiot..."

"Pfft."

Sanada held the bottle tightly, and everyone around him took a step back unconsciously.

"Speaking of which, I remember that everyone still drew pictures on the back, won't Genichiro turn around and take a look?" Yukimura leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and smiled nonchalantly, "It's all very serious. Work, I personally like it very much.”

Everyone silently moved away from Yukimura again. At this time, who should they rely on?

Sanada slowly turned the bottle, extending from the side to the mouth of the bottle, all of them are of various styles, including Yukimura's photo version, Akaya's manga version, Marui and Kuwahara's Q version, Nioh and Mori's Abstract art, Kazuyagi's ancient painting board... Although he can indeed see everyone's intentions from it, but looking at the "please put it in the bedroom for daily observation" clearly written by Yukimura, Sanada still has something to say Not too complicated.

He turned around and glanced at his teammates one by one. Although he was worrying about himself every day, these people could always bring him motivation.He turned his eyes to Yukimura. Recently, he has made the other party worry a lot. He has always been a mature and steady self, but he will be awkward like a child, and he is still too lax.

Regardless, a big thank you to the team.

"Thank you very much, everyone." Sanada pursed her lips and bent slightly towards the crowd, "Recently, because of my personal consciousness, many things have worried you, I am very sorry."

Yukimura froze for a moment, then softened his eyebrows.Genichiro is probably the only one who will apologize to others on his birthday. "It really made everyone worry. In order to make you happy, we almost tried our best to make you angry in order to complete such a work."

"Hey Yukimura, you can't say such words!" Everyone laughed when they saw Marui hiding behind Yukimura.Marui blew a bubble without hesitation, turned his head and looked at Sanada seriously, "We have known each other for a long time, although you have always looked reliable, but in the end you are just a junior high school student," he suddenly He paused, ignoring Yukimura's low voice asking if he was really a junior high school student, "You should rely on your companions once in a while, Sanada!"

Seeing several teammates looking at him in surprise, Marui spread his hands, "What's the matter, I'm also the eldest brother in the family, and I'm very good at this kind of thing, and Yukimura! You are too! Always do everything by yourself It’s dealt with, it looks like we’re useless.”

Yukimura blinked at Marui's gaze, and nodded slightly.Marui smiled with satisfaction, "How can I say that I'm also Lihai's genius, right? Don't worry about the troublesome things to me," he pointed to his partner behind him, "Jack will take care of everything!"

"Me?" Kuwahara, who was innocently involved, shook his head.

"Although I said that, but Sanada," Marui pointed to the decorated cake in the corner of the table, "Yukimura said that you would never eat my cake, so we prepared a symbolic one, that is my cake. rations, as compensation..."

He turned his head and glanced at the crowd who came closer, and everyone laughed triumphantly.

"Shouldn't you treat us well to your house?"

Looking forward to only myself and Jingshi on the way home, a group of people followed behind them.Although Sanada looked unhappy, he still kept silent and called his family to inform him. In fact, he was quite happy in his heart.

Although everyone can't see it.

Yukimura couldn't stop laughing almost all the way, none of them had ever been to Sanada's house, and they kept guessing what would happen.After last year's Hakone Aijuku, everyone knew that Sanada's house was also a Japanese-style house, but it was the first time they had seen a gymnasium at home.

By the way, Sanada also asked Sanada to show them swordsmanship, but Sanada ruthlessly refused.

Seeing several people shocked by the completely different style of painting at the door of Sanada's house, Yukimura walked in the door first.Sure enough, no matter how many times, seeing this kind of gate full of the drama of the times, I will stride through it with a little excitement, just like soldiers in battle robes.

Greeting a group of teenagers, Sanada's mother looked at them with a smile and said hello. She couldn't tell whether she was moved or sighed that her youngest son was finally able to invite his friends to play like an ordinary junior high school student.This family often gave her the illusion that there was only Sasuke as a child. It would be great if Genichiro could be as lively as these cute boys.

Unknowingly restrained a lot, everyone followed Sanada's mother and walked in. Seeing Yukimura's familiar conversation with her, they were a little curious.Although they have known for a long time that Yukimura and Sanada are like a pair of brothers, they did not expect to be so used to each other's house.Everyone looked left and right for a while, and they all had a good impression of this kind of house.After paying homage to Sanada's grandfather, everyone who was brought to a Japanese room by Sanada and finally sat down was greatly relieved.

"Your house is really..." Marui paused to think about words.

"It's so cool, Vice Minister Sanada!" Kirihara, with sparkling eyes, couldn't control his curiosity, and kept asking Sanada many of his own puzzles. Several people observed this quaint room that was comparable to an old man's house, and even geared up to think about it. Look at the samurai doll of Sanada.

"You guys are really...too lax!"

Vice Minister Sanada, who couldn't bear it anymore, sent out his roar as usual today.

The old god on the side smiled at Yukimura, who was leaning on the door and looking at the yard. He remembered that when he first came to Sanada's house and saw this room, he actually mistook it for the other's father's room. Pretty nice.Well, but it's really admirable to be able to keep it unchanged for ten years...

"Okay, Genichiro, it's rare that everyone is so happy, how about relaxing today?" Seeing Sanada trying to stop Marui and Nioh from picking up his writing brush, Yukimura called softly, "Running in the yard is exclusive to Sasuke. "

Sanada turned his head to look over, and saw undisguised gloating in Yukimura's eyes, "Speaking of which, there just happens to be a vacancy on the shelf, so let's put it here." After arranging the bottle, I don't know if it was intentional, but also turned the side with the portrait to the outside.

"Yeah, from this point of view, it really adds a lot of vitality to this unlovable room!" The Kansai people who laughed wantonly looked like they were making fun of Sanada, "Little Sanada, don't forget the minister. Oh what you said!"

Daily observation of...?He looked at the group of people with complicated eyes, and suddenly remembered Yukimura's meaningful smile when he invited him in the morning.

Recently, I found that my majesty is getting less and less, so I really can't pamper them too much!

After a delicious dinner, everyone returns to Sanada's room to continue their mischief.On Sanada's desk, Nioh and Marui drew a Q-version manga with a brush.Yukimura, who was sitting next to him, watched their plot quietly with a smile. He was very moved by the courage of these two people to challenge Sanada's anger again and again. Tit for tat has become a specialty of the tennis club.

"Hmm, what's a better name..." Marui raised his chin and stared at their masterpiece, "'Disappearing Sanada'?"

"...What kind of ambiguous title is this?" Nioh also frowned. The story of their manga is that one day Sanada saw something on his desk, and when he looked closely, it was sucked into the painting on the desk. In the comics on the Internet, he has since become a Two-dimensional character, living in the serialized four frames.Their genius idea was proposed by Marui-kun. The two co-authored it, and Yukimura supervised the production. It is almost a gathering of masters.

"'Bound Sanada'." Yukimura opened his mouth quietly, his eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth raised.

"Oh, the stem of Prometheus?"

"Good job, Yukimura."

Those of you who drew pictures on the table, did you get permission from the owner?Sanada stared at Yukimura with dissatisfaction, but he couldn't get angry anymore. Anyway, he would wipe it off when they got back at night, so he couldn't confront Yukimura now...

While Sanada was not paying attention, several people secretly took pictures of this masterpiece with their mobile phones. As for whether there will be a second part, well, will Sanada let them come again next year?

"Deputy Minister Sanada!" Kirihara stood in front of Sanada with a worried face, behind him were a few seniors with malicious intentions, "We haven't sung you a birthday song today, so let me, as the only junior, send you a birthday present." Let's sing!" From behind him, Liu Zheng, who was holding a cake, slowly came out, Kirihara's voice was clear and had a child's tone, and the members who gradually joined in gradually merged into harmony, and Sanada's heart surged for a while. A warm current.

Ok?

The sound on one side feels weird?

They turned their heads while singing, and Yukimura, who had a little blush on his face, sat a little further away from Nioh in dissatisfaction.It's okay for this guy to be serious, because he was next to him and led him away, but he had an expression that had nothing to do with him. He was indeed a cunning fraudster.

Kirihara, who burst out laughing, became the first person to be educated later, "Hahaha minister! I never thought you could sing out of tune!"

There was a hint of a smile on Liu's face, "It's unexpectedly simple and can be influenced by others, Jingshi."

"Well, in every sense, she's cute too, Yukimura Pouri."

Yukimura smiled and turned to look at Nioh, isn't it a little too good to be so used to him today? "Aren't you too relaxed, Genichiro?"

"Ah, indeed."

"A new schedule is about to start, and the practice should be strengthened."

"Well, I think so too."

"So, starting from next Monday, our tennis club will resume the usual extra training. How are you doing, are you satisfied?"

"...very satisfied!"

When it was getting dark, the two who sent off a group of team members finally returned to the room easily.There was no one in Yukimura's house today, and his parents took his younger sister to visit his grandmother in the old house, so he stayed at Sanada's house for the night.Sanada looked at his friend mysteriously pulling out a rectangular box from his schoolbag and handing it to himself, and raised his eyes in wonder.

"Happy birthday, Genichiro." The other party smiled slyly, and slowly walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, "I used to always send you flowers and things you like, this time, I hope you can read it carefully, I think What did you say?"

He turned around to the wooden door, slowly closed the door, and finally whispered good night to himself through the crack of the door.

Sanada froze in place for a while, when the gift in his hand suddenly weighed a thousand catties.

What is here... what Seichi wants to say... what he likes... his mind is almost in a mess, Sanada unpacks, opens the lid, and what comes into view is a painting.

In the warm sunlight, the light and shadow from the windows of the gymnasium enveloped the little boy.His straight, shiny black hair was protected by a baseball cap, and his big eyes shone with joy and shyness under the brim.On the round face with baby fat, the blush that emerged on the cheeks was so clear and lovely, as if seeing something that made him yearn for, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved into an arc.

The child was looking sideways, with a light-colored figure faintly reflected in his pupils.

This is four-year-old Genichiro Sanada.

The one who met Yukimura for the first time at the tennis club, Genichiro Sanada.

Sanada's hand holding the drawing paper seemed to have no strength, allowing the exquisite and delicate painting like a photo to fall lightly on the table.

His eyes were fixed on the expression in the child's eyes, clearly and inescapably aware for the first time.

That's the first look.

Just this first glance.

As a child, I fell in love with that person at first sight.

And he himself didn't realize from the other party's impression of himself until ten years later that such frank and warm feelings had quietly accumulated to this day.

Why, give yourself such a gift?

What exactly is that person trying to say?

Does he see it, how will he react, is this a reply?

For the first time in his life, Sanada tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.