[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

After Lihai's second consecutive championship, the tennis team soon unknowingly slacked off.In the next half semester, the seniors will be preparing for further studies, and now the main force of the second grade will soon become the seniors of next year.In the blink of an eye, they had been playing together in the tennis club for two years.

Yukimura didn't know what Mori said to his friend, but after returning from the celebration, the senior would blush inexplicably every time he saw him, which made him wonder if this guy said something strange.

After the start of the second semester, Yukimura took part in a school trip to Okinawa with a few friends from the tennis club.He and Sanada were originally there for sightseeing, but they had to become the caretakers of several teenagers.It seems that Marui has been staying with Kirihara for a long time, and recently he has become less and less stable. They were dragged by Marui to participate in the Okinawa ramen appetite finals during their free activities. Yukimura was surprised to find that the guy could finally meet a big The fat man wins the competition.Although Marui was defeated due to physical constraints, he always complained that he blamed Yukimura for stopping him, otherwise he would definitely win, but he just shut up because of Yukimura's eyes drifting over.

This trip is almost the perfect experience for Yukimura: beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, enthusiastic locals, cute little souvenirs.The only regret is that Yukimura caught a cold the second day after he arrived because of acclimatization.Although He Sanada repeatedly assured that he was fine, he still failed to go to a few places, which made him mutter and complain to his friends.Sanada, who had been listening to Yukimura in silence, didn't say a word, and finally Yukimura felt a little embarrassed and stopped to look at him.

"Sorry... I know you meant well, Genichiro."

"Don't worry me, Jingshi."

After they returned to Kanagawa, Yukimura regained his former spirit.Soon, the Umihara Festival was held as usual. This time, Yukimura was elected by the school Umihara Festival Committee to be responsible for the planning, performance, and script of the drama, and became the general supervisor.

He didn't expect to receive such a task at first, but after seeing the theme of the Kaihara Festival drama, the stories that had appeared in his paintings came to him.When he finished the script, even the image of one of the supporting roles made everyone feel that he was the only one. In the final draft, Kirihara, who was invited by his own minister without knowing it, became the leading actor of the final drama.

The innocent eyes of the beautiful young man made all the seniors of the drama club love him dearly.Kirihara, who has always been yelled at by the deputy head in the tennis club, did not expect that his appearance would be so popular. For a while, Yukimura praised him a little bit, and agreed to the matter without hesitation.When he told other seniors in the tennis club, he still couldn't distinguish the real meaning from the complicated eyes of those people.

Poor kid, he doesn't even know he's been tricked, what should Lihai do in the future?

In the club project of the tennis club, the final democratic decision is the interpretation and simulation shop.Through the relationship of the drama club, he borrowed western-style waiter uniforms, and Yukimura teamed up with the gardening department to bring in some more decorative potted plants.While both sides of him were busy at the same time, the members of the tennis club consciously completed the exquisite interior design.

After the Kaihara Festival started, the traffic in the simulation store of the Tennis Department reached the highest value in history.Their food supply comes from the almighty Kuwahara. Western cuisine and Japanese barbecue can satisfy the tastes of both boys and girls. Marui's sweets and crafts dominate the afternoon tea time.

A group of tall and handsome teenagers dressed in western restaurant uniforms, with thin waists and long legs, have different temperaments. It is hard to tell whether food or beauty is more attractive.

When Sanada came back to the student council lounge during the break between shifts, he saw Yukimura staring at his hands in a daze on the sofa.

"What's the matter, Jingshi? Are you tired?"

"Ah, um, a little..." Yukimura couldn't tell what was wrong, maybe he was too busy recently, and he just felt a little numb in his arms.But it wasn't long before he recovered from a cold, and he didn't want to tell his friends to make him worry.Smiling and observing Sanada's attire, he teased him jokingly, "I didn't expect Genichiro to be so handsome when he took off his hat and put on this kind of clothes. The girls are almost surprised by you."

Sanada raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, threw his body on the sofa and leaned back, and exhaled deeply. "Compared to that, I hope they can say those loud whispers behind my back." He would hear the girls sighing innocuously every time after the service, but you must know, "Sure enough, Sanada-kun is because of the way he dresses up." The reason is that he looks ten years younger." After all, he was still satirizing him.

He leaned his head back and looked sideways at Yukimura.This person can be said to be one of the most suitable for such a dress.The neat two-piece uniform perfectly outlines his figure. The small black vest pinches his waist, revealing his slender waist and beautiful legs. Just watching him stretch out his body in a relaxed manner, Sanada can't help but think about it. Get closer.He moved towards the other side unnaturally, and the hand resting on the back of the sofa quietly touched the hair around Yukimura's neck.

"Has your hair grown a little recently?" He gently tugged at the soft hair, his fingers couldn't leave without being attracted by the touch.

Yukimura felt itching on his neck, and couldn't help shrinking back. The other party's fingers accidentally rubbed against his skin, and the small patch of ground gradually turned red. "It's itchy, Genichiro." He frowned and glared at the other party, but only received a slight smile from his friend, "I was busy before, and I didn't take care of it all the time. Isn't it a bit messy?"

"No, that's fine." Very beautiful hair, maybe it would be better for him to hold it in his hand. "suitable for you."

Yukimura smiled, feeling a little weird for some reason.It's rare that Genichiro can say such nice words, has he been stimulated by something recently?He didn't think about it anymore, he closed his eyes and shrank towards the corner of the armrest, nestled up in a ball, and murmured in a low voice, "I'm a little sleepy again, remember to call me when the shift changes..."

The young man was as soft as a cloud and as dreamy as a flower. Sanada sat beside him, as if his soul had been sucked away by a nightmare, and he could only stare at his sleeping face in a daze.

If this continues, I'm afraid I can't help but hug him.Sanada stood up slowly, squatting next to the boy's head, his small breathing sound was as cute as a child's, he slowly reached out and approached Yukimura's cheek, as if he was too tired, the other was sleeping deeply, Sanada touched it lightly His face, the warm skin made him stunned like an electric shock.

Jingshi.

Jingshi.

If I silently call your name, can it also convey my heart?

When Yukimura was shaken awake, it was already a little bit closer to evening.His shift time was just half an hour before dinner time, even if Sanada didn't want to, he called him up cruelly.

When the two packed their clothes and returned to the simulation store area, there was a lot of screaming.Yukimura took off the wrinkled vest because of his afternoon nap, and he was only wearing a white shirt, which made him look a little thin, but added a touch of youthfulness. Compared with Sanada, who exuded a mature temperament around him, he was indescribably suitable in the eyes of girls. .

Neither of them knew about it.Changing shifts with them was Marui, who participated in the cooking meeting in the afternoon and helped his confectionery department win the final prize.

Yukimura was a little dazed looking at the work that was moved here with the help of several people.On the huge rectangular cake, it was decorated with various materials to look like a tennis court. The candy and chocolate embellishments were cute and full of girly style. The cake named "Rikkaispecial" impressed the judges quite a lot. Most of them are tennis players. fans of the department, and Marui's craftsmanship is so proficient that he can go out and open a store.

"Well, you're a genius, aren't you?" Marui raised his eyebrows happily, and his cute gesture of complacency triggered another round of screams.Yukimura patted his head indulgently, and helped him fasten the apron around his waist with a smile, "It's a genius, so Bunta has to work hard for the next work."

The hard work of several teenagers finally won the No.1 result of the Haiyuan Festival Club Project.They were still complaining to each other when they were cleaning after the end. Yukimura, who never liked to lose, finally let the tennis club win the championship. You must know that last year's Manzai Theater made him remember the No.3.

"Speaking of which, Minister Yukimura, are we going to go overseas for training together next month?" Kirihara suddenly remembered when he was arranging the decorations that he would not have to train for a week in the next job. "Where are you going this year?"

"China, Sanada has been looking forward to it for a long time." Marui said as he stuffed a mouthful of the damaged cake, "I was planning to stay and go to the society to learn, but what did this guy say, 'I want to participate in group activities. ’, forced everyone to sign up.”

"After all, it's the last overseas training session. He also wants everyone to have a good memory. Fortunately, Chiya passed the exam and was not sent to tutoring, otherwise we couldn't be together." Yukimura smiled at Kirihara , The younger generation felt a chill.

"Minister! I, I was wrong, I will never fail a course again!"

Yukimura shook his head, even Kirihara himself would not believe this sentence, and there is a school trip before graduation from the third year of junior high school, and it will probably be the last group activity in the true sense.Thinking of facing separation next year, Yukimura also felt a little sour.

At the end of October, when several people from the tennis club met other students at the airport, they all felt a little fresh.This is their real group trip apart from sleeping together. Without the pressure of competition, the teenagers let go of themselves.Yukimura, who followed the team to France alone last year, was also happy. Seeing the rare smiles on his friends' faces, he couldn't help but joked, "Does Genichiro like China very much?"

"I started to recognize and read Chinese characters when I was learning calligraphy when I was a child. Their original pronunciation is completely different from ours." He recalled that under the guidance of his grandfather, he could gradually read ancient Chinese military books, and there was a hint of pride in his voice, "I just started learning kendo. Back then, I heard my grandfather tell stories about military generals in the Warring States period, and today's "Fenglin Volcano" comes from Takeda Shingen, the general of the Kai Kingdom."

Yukimura remembered the books he read at Sanada's house when he was a child, and couldn't help admiring his friend. He found his own path at such a young age, and Sanada can be called a young talent.

"These four words come from the ancient Chinese book "Sun Tzu's Art of War", which not only influenced many famous generals in the Japanese Warring States Period, but also has a very high status in China today." He has always yearned for the ancient country where countless great men emerged, "As I learned from you, if there are stronger people, learn their strengths. Thank you for willing to come with me this time."

Yukimura blinked, a little surprised at this sudden thank you.He smiled and patted his friend's arm, "It's not just for you, I also want to know more about it." The culture that Sanada admires so much, he himself is willing to take the initiative to enter Sanada's world.He likes to watch his friends talk about ancient literature and military art, and wants to join his conversation.The more he learned about this knowledge, the closer he felt to Genichiro.

Looking at the radiant look of the tall boy, Yukimura slightly curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes became crescent moons.

After they boarded the plane, they sat down in the cabin. The two of them were in the front seat, just a little distance from a few noisy companions. Sanada helped him put his carry-on luggage and pushed him to a seat by the window.

"Although the time is short, you'd better get some sleep." Yukimura was not in good health on several trips together, and Hakone Aisuku had a cold, and he also had a fever when he traveled to Okinawa. Familiar even Sanada will have some headaches.Although Yukimura didn't feel tired, he also nodded. For the last overseas trip, he really didn't want to trouble his companions anymore.

Yukimura, who unknowingly slept through the entire voyage, didn't know that Sanada, who was sitting next to him, also spent these few hours with his heart beating fast.He had already completely ignored the several companions in the same cabin, and his heart was full of this young man leaning on his shoulder.

After Lihai students arrived, they visited the campus of the sister school and returned to the host family.During the few days when they were in school, Sanada, who knew Chinese culture very well, was welcomed by most of the people, and the Lihai students who were with them also looked at Sanada's works in calligraphy class with admiration.

"That's ridiculous, actually Yukimura's handwriting is better than mine." He glanced at Yukimura who was standing aside to join in the fun, and handed over the brush in his hand.Yukimura accepted it with a helpless smile, and at the suggestion of a few Chinese teenagers around him, he copied the famous work "Ode to Teaching in the Hall" by the monks of the Tang Dynasty.

He carefully pondered the last que of this poem in his mind, this poem was very similar to his own motto, staring at this work in a daze for a while.

"Jingshi?" Sanada patted his hand, "Your handwriting has improved again, and this poem is really quite meaningful." He read in a low voice, "How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without going through a bit of cold?" .”

"Indeed, a beautiful sentence." Yukimura softened his eyes.

On the last day of the seminar, they went to several museums that Sanada wanted to see, and the others went to different places to play. Could it be that the key ring, this bad taste in the shape of poop was passed on to him by King Ni?

Until the plane landed, Yukimura was satisfied with his healthy physical condition.It seems that I was really too busy before.

When the tennis club returned to daily training, Yukimura received a letter from JR to select him.He was invited to participate last year, but Rikkai University itself has a very complete training plan, and according to the opinions of the seniors who participated in the past, Yukimura thought that the co-studio was meaningless to him, so he refused before.This year's invitation not only notified the Big Three as usual, but also the names of all members of the tennis club, which made Yukimura hesitate.He discussed it with Sanada, and he still felt that it would be better for the members to make their own decisions.

"Since Yukimura thinks it's no better than our own training, then I don't plan to go." Marui blew a bubble. He heard from Jiro that this year he and Hyotei's Atobe will participate in a joint camp, and he also wants Marui In the past, the two were together, but Marui himself didn't really want to go to such a closed training place, if Yukimura didn't go, it would be even more boring.

Lihai's October has always been a joint practice with the university department. Considering the intensity of the training, the joint camp probably only has better equipment, and there is no other attraction, and several other members also rejected it.When Yukimura called the person in charge of the other party, he explained the situation very tactfully. He didn't want Li Hai to be regarded as defiant, but it sounded arrogant enough to refuse the selection of the camp because of his own training.

When the middle school and high school met at the university, the head of the high school tennis club greeted Yukimura and chatted with him with a smile.The two of them have known each other for two years, and they have never won against Yukimura, but this minister also admires Yukimura, and now he can't help but tease him again.

"Aren't you going to join the Jr selection this year? Yukimura, you are as confident as ever..."

"Not only did I decline this year, but all the main candidates in the junior high school also rejected the co-studio." Yukimura responded nonchalantly, "I think the competition with the seniors can give us a better understanding. Speaking of which, the results of the high school this year seem to be It’s not as good as last year, did seniors relax a lot?”

"Well, hahaha, we really can't compare to those little monsters under your command..." The high school minister blushed a little at the words of the juniors, and the fact that all the members were invited was very meaningful, which showed that everyone had the ability to stand in the middle school. The strength of the pinnacle of tennis.He glanced at the young men who followed Yukimura, and sighed, "As a minister, I have seen many schools, even the few outstanding ones in the high school competition, only you let me feel the truth from my heart admiration."

He carefully observed Yukimura's face, this boy looked much older than two years ago, no one could beat him in terms of tennis ability or personal charm. "It's hard work for you to defend the Kanto championship in the junior high school tennis department. Thank you for leading your teammates to achieve the second consecutive championship in the country."

He has never expressed his views on the record of the middle school. This time, the head of the high school is about to graduate. If he can help these children in the last six months, it will be the best gift.

Yukimura turned around and bowed slightly to thank him.When he raised his head, there was a confident smile on his face.

"Senior, if you want to say thank you, the best chance is to wait until next year's national three consecutive championships."

The high school minister didn't have any doubts at all.If there was one person that people could trust without hesitation, it was Yukimura.

After the joint practice with the university department, several people from the tennis department walked out of the school with their schoolbags on their backs.Yukimura and a few companions waited for the tram at the station after leaving first.

"Speaking of which, Genichiro, we can add some more members to the next joint training." Yukimura reminded Sanada of the quasi-choices who will also be able to play next year.Sanada nodded, and took a few steps forward to discuss the matter with Liu. When the two were talking, Yukimura also listened carefully, but suddenly something strange made him palpitate.

Recently, I became more and more familiar with the tingling pain, and the fingers pulling the tennis bag gradually lost their touch.

He lowered his head slowly, staring at his right hand with wide eyes.The palm stretched out in front of his eyes, as if it didn't belong to him, was strange and far away.His head was dizzy, and the chill that surged from the soles of his feet swept through his heart for a moment.

"Xianyi..."

Sanada turned around when she heard the voice behind her, but the scene she saw seemed to be still.

The boy who hadn't climbed the steps fell to the ground motionless.Sanada stood on the top of the steps, looking down at the shadow that suddenly became so small.The soft curly hair blocked the boy's face, and Sanada couldn't even see the breathing of his body.

Jingshi...?

His heart fell into an ice cave for an instant.