[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

A pair of icy clear eyes stared at him.

Atobe hadn't seen this man for a year.When he heard about Yukimura's operation in the Kanto finals, he subconsciously had a premonition that the son of God was coming back.

However, it wasn't until the boy stood in front of him that he finally realized that in the past few months without the No. This is the only person he can't challenge with his tough and arrogant attitude.

The one-sided spike game two years ago once made him sleepless at night, and when he closed his eyes, his cowardly heart was cut open.Now once again, the Ice Emperor was cut off by the dark horse and stopped before the national competition, the nightmare struck again, and seeing the eyes of this person, Ajibu even felt chills all over his body.

"Why, do you want to play with me?"

He glanced at the boy's figure, and his slender posture undoubtedly made everyone worry about whether this person could stand at the top again like before.

"I will not accompany you." Yukimura raised his eyebrows and looked at Atobe, his face under the hood was shrouded in shadow, his sharp eyes were full of arrogance.Being picked off by a dark horse, the current ice emperor must be full of fighting spirit, "I am looking forward to the official competition, Atobe."

"What do you mean by that?"

Don't you know? "You'll find out sooner or later."

Facing himself, he stood in front of the net with an uncompromising attitude, and behind the boy was Sanada wearing a hat.Atobe is very clear that this game is obviously unstoppable.Do you still like to protect your team members so much, Yukimura?You really haven't changed at all.

Judging from the tone of that sentence, it seems that there may be any changes in the national competition.Atobe turned and went to the outside of the field to pick up his tennis bag, the movement in his hand paused, and looked at the two who were turning to leave.

"Hey, Sanada, is your selfless state omnipotent?"

Sanada turned around, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, "No, there are two tricks that cannot be copied at present. Tezuka Domain, and..."

He glanced at the people around him from the corner of his eye, "Destroy the five senses."

Atobe stared at the quietly smiling boy for a while, and finally turned and left.

The onlookers quickly resumed the training they were supposed to be doing. They didn't need someone to urge and supervise them. What's more, it was a natural disaster for outsiders to come in to compete with the deputy minister and be caught by the minister...

During the practice, they pretended to casually glance at the boy in the jacket, there are not a few members like this.When the two walked towards the sidelines, Sanada was still sullen.

"Stupid, why stop the game?"

"If you continue, you may lose."

Sanada frowned.The move just now caught his attention.It took four rounds to observe his dead corner, and it was obvious that he would not be able to use it again after hitting the ball. The loophole in his left leg after hitting the ball cannot be solved at present, and there must be loopholes in his other moves.

He had to eliminate these blind spots.And now the only person who can match her strength is Yukimura...

His gaze shifted to the person next to him who was doing warm-up exercises.Is Yukimura really recovered? Can he play the game completely? Has the gap between himself and Yukimura narrowed?Such questions kept lingering in Sanada's mind, and he was stunned for a while watching the boy's movements.

"Xianichiro?" He was in a daze, what was he thinking?

"Whenever, fight with me, Jingshi."

I just want to see if you are someone I can surpass.

"Today is fine." Yukimura smiled, with Shu Lang on his brows.

After being trained three times by the minister, the members of Lihai walked towards the bathroom with difficulty.Yukimura, who was pushed aside by Marui Kuwahara, watched the two people find various reasons for him, and wanted to know how hurried those people who were preparing in the department room at this time were.

But Wentai, are you really relieved that Liu Chi is there?

After the three of them took care of themselves, they were chatting and walking slowly. Marui saw Yukimura's figure gradually recovering after taking off his clothes, and was looking at him enviously, "Did you grow a little taller?" , Yukimura?"

"Well, it's true, it's 175 now, and it's 2 centimeters taller than when I was admitted to the hospital." Yukimura reached out and touched the thin muscle lines of his arms, "But he's still a little skinny, let Renji help me prepare a Set up a nutritional menu."

"Why can you grow taller even without training..." Marui was puzzled, and turned his eyes to his partner, "So is Jack, so is Sanada, and now even Chi is taller than me!" He frowned dissatisfiedly, "Probably only That guy Masaharu hasn't changed at all, damn it!"

"No, Nioh is as tall as me." Smiling and breaking the news about the fraudster, Yukimura looked at Marui with disbelief, "He just likes to hunchback."

"That guy..." Marui gritted his teeth, and his back was patted soothingly by his partner Kuwahara, "It's okay Bunta, your tennis has nothing to do with your height."

This sentence is redundant!

Laughing and walking to the door of the department room, Marui shouted "We're back" and pushed the door open.He and Sanghara got in, but by the time Yukimura walked in, the department room had changed.He could see some vaguely familiar decorations, props he had seen in the drama club, and various colored paper cannons and snacks that did not have a uniform color type.

The teammates didn't have time to rest after practice, but they all showed the smile that Yukimura missed the most.

"Welcome back!"

The clear boy's voice overlapped with each other, and Yukimura couldn't help but also burst out laughing.Pushed by the crowd, the huge cake box was opened, and the exquisite cake was obviously designed by Marui. Yukimura stuffed a knife into his hand.

"Yukimura, I'll leave the heavy responsibility of cutting the cake to you." The innocent-smiling Nioh blinked, Yukimura paused, and brushed his braided fingers, "I thought you'd divide it up and hand it over And me, King Ni."

"Well, desserts that you cut yourself are more delicious, that's what Mrs. Wen said."

Yukimura turned his head to look at the bewildered red-haired boy, and then moved his eyes to his deputy head.

"Thank you, Sanada."

Taking the knife, the boy who was full of no doubts stepped forward.Nioh stepped back slowly and hit someone on his back.Turning around, the reflective glasses were staring at him.

"partner……"

"Where are you going, my lord?"

The sound of the balloon popping came from behind, and Nioh slowly turned his head. In the silence, the boy covered in cream silently reached out and took off his hat.

"No, it's not me... who put the mechanism in the cake?!" Marui shook his head in horror, the eyes of this black-faced god were too scary.You would do such a thing, probably because you wanted to punish Yukimura, Masaharu, you are too courageous!

"Hahahaha Deputy Minister! From black face to white face hahahahaha!"

"Shut up! Chiya!"

"I see. No wonder Jingshi didn't do it himself. The probability of guessing the result is 65.24%."

"Did you do it on purpose, Jingshi!"

"Well, I don't know either, Genichiro, here is your towel." Yukimura smiled and handed it to You Shuran, his eyes turned to the boy who was separated from the crowd, "Speaking of which, it's true that Nioh would take the initiative to let me cut the cake Rare."

"Is that you?"

"It's definitely him."

"Who else can it be?"

Avoiding the prank, transferred to Sanada who would never get angry with him, comforted the unlucky deputy minister, and moved the flames of war to the culprit by the way.Yukimura, scary person... Nioh thought so, reached out and grabbed his partner who was about to walk away behind him.

"Please let me go, Nioh-kun."

"The relationship between a doubles partner shouldn't be so fragile, Bi Lu Shi."

In fact, it is very fragile.Yagyu looked at Sanada who was burning with anger, and sighed inwardly.

"Nio, Yagyu! Double the training tomorrow!"

"It's rare to see you in such a mess!"

The boy with an unusually bright smile walked beside him, and Sanada was holding a wet hat in his hand, and rarely went home without it.

"Whose fault is this?" Glancing at Yukimura who was gloating, Sanada sighed softly, "You can still be serious on the court, but everyone is disobedient in private. Are you pampering them too much?"

"Well, but you have been managing the discipline of the tennis club for the past six months, right? Speaking of connivance, do you want to find the reason from yourself?"

"You who are playing pranks with them are not qualified to say that."

"But you are the one who reacts the cutest among all the people."

"……Hey."

Ah, shy, Genichiro.

"Speaking of which, when I called home just now and said I was going to your house for dinner, Yuyi was so angry."

"Why are you suddenly hostile to me?"

"She said 'that uncle is going to take my brother away'!"

"……Well."

Um?what happened again?

"Is Genichiro going to compete with me today?"

"Go to the stadium first when you get home."

"Isn't it the same playing at school?"

"……Do not."

Wait a minute, what is this, this unnatural atmosphere.Yukimura blushed slightly, and turned his head to look at the buildings on the side of the road.Obviously I have already said that confession, but if you are a real man, you shouldn't be shy at this time.

"Genichiro!"

"Yes!"

"hand!"

"Ah, yes!"

The midsummer cicadas sang regularly, and the afternoon sun gradually moved behind me. On the ground, two slender shadows came into view holding hands.Yukimura lowered his head just in time to see it, and it burned behind his ears in an instant.

The palms were warm, and the body temperature belonging to the other party came from the tightly clasped palms. There were obvious calluses on the joints of the wide palms, and Yukimura's fingers felt a little itchy when rubbed against them.

Ah, so I really feel ashamed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his head to look at the people around him.The boy who was a little taller than himself tightly pursed his lips and stared forward, his eyes seemed to be empty, and sweat was dripping from his neck.The other hand holding the hat has pinched the soft fabric into a ball, and the poor brim of the hat hangs down to the ground, still dripping water as it swings.

I can't hide my nervousness at all, Genichiro.

Yukimura laughed, seeing the boy blinking and turning his head to look at him in puzzlement, he felt that the excessive grip in his hands had weakened a lot, "It feels like I haven't been home with you for a long time. This road has not changed at all. , is really satisfying.”

Turn right from the front, pass two intersections, and you will find the fence of Sanada House.After half a year, he has finally set foot on this road that he has often walked since he was a child.

"The family on the left has changed residents." Sanada pointed to a yard with the brim of his hat, "Grandpa Nakai has moved back to the countryside, and now he is a young couple. I remember he asked me about you at the beginning of the year. At the end of this year, do you want to send him a New Year's card?"

"Well, let's write a copy, Grandpa Nakai is still so gentle."

They chatted about the neighbors nearby, and Sanada even knew a lot about the neighborhood where Yukimura's house was located. After a short walk, the two of them almost forgot they were still holding hands when they reached the door.

Greetings to Sanada's family, no matter how Sasuke acted like a baby, Sanada didn't allow his nephew to follow.Yukimura followed him to the court in the backyard. After the two stood still, neither of them had the slightest desire to fight.

"What should I do?" Yukimura spread his hands with a smile, "It seems that there is no atmosphere of competition."

Sanada frowned. After all, he also wanted to see Yukimura's state. The relationship between the two is too close at present, and it is difficult to play a serious game. Instead, he stumped, "Seven-ball matchup?"

"Even if the strength of the two of us is seven balls, it's too long." Yukimura raised his eyebrows, "How about a one-ball victory?"

Sanada pursed her lips, "Even if you underestimate me, you will suffer. I have not been at the same level as before in the past six months."

Yukimura smiled, "Of course, I will never underestimate you." He clenched his racket tightly, and the tape he just rewound this afternoon was very smooth. This was his first sparring game after he recovered. The warm-up has also completely begun to adapt to the rhythm of the exercise. At this time, perhaps it is the opportunity to take out that trick and try it out.

Sanada saw a familiar aura in the other's eyes.That was the look he would see when he fought Yukimura countless times since he was a child, a look that no matter how powerful an opponent stood in front of him, he would kneel down in front of him.Despite the eight-month gap in training, Sanada was pretty sure that this person probably had regained his fighting spirit by now.

However, Yukimura.

Facing you, I will always do my best. If you force yourself, you will definitely lose this time!

He took a deep breath, held the ball on the baseline and bounced it.A ball, this ball, I'm going to take it from you.

Yukimura watched the man on the other side of the court, watching his movements with rapt attention.Indeed, as he said, the movements are more concise and clean, and there were some redundant running habits in the past, but now they have been reduced a lot.Practicing kendo all the year round has made Sanada's swing powerful and fast. That kind of powerful and aggressive style of play is the reason why he has always been called the "Emperor".

Both the serve and the return were quite beautiful, but because Yukimura couldn't find any flaws, any attack lines he tried to develop were ineffective.In a one-goal win or loss, it is impossible to expose the physical weakness of the players, so from the very beginning, the two of them fired with all their strength.Yukimura can understand the opponent's mood from the power he feels on the racket. It's a very good tactic. If it wasn't for him, he might not have received the ball at all.

He raised the corners of his mouth. If he wanted to prevent his ability to catch the ball from his physical limitations, this move was not good enough.Don't hesitate to aim at the opponent's feet. When Sanada and Atobe were fighting today, he had already seen clearly from the sidelines. Could this blind spot of yours become a flaw now?

As expected of Yukimura, it's just that he could be discovered at that moment.Sanada reacted quickly and intercepted with a backhand sideways.Even if the onlookers thought that the game was a farce, perhaps only Atobe, himself, and this person were really aware of the key issues.Fudorushan, whose loopholes have been discovered, must evolve. Perhaps what he really wants to do is to use Yukimura's power to constantly update his own strength.

Nothing can hide from your eyes.Sanada thought.

What about you that I don't know?Yukimura smiled.

The long ball goes back and forth from both sides of the court.After sparring for 10 minutes, without any time to relax or take a breath, Sanada noticed that Yukimura's face gradually showed a blush, and sweat began to drip from his cheeks.In contrast, I entered the limit state earlier. Sure enough, even if you are recovering from a serious illness, you still have no dead ends?

"Sanada, it's time to try my tricks, right?" Yukimura said to him, "You can't fight back anymore."

Do you still have one hand?Sanada stared intently at the person opposite, he hadn't experienced Yukimura's five senses extinguishing for a long time, no one knows what has changed in this tactic.Cautiously hitting back, he didn't feel any abnormality, he didn't dare to be careless, his eyes were fixed on the ball, and when he flew back to Yukimura's hand, he suddenly found that the person opposite had his eyes closed.

It was like a slow motion, the slowly opened eyes became cold, his favorite pair of pupils were reflected golden by the setting sun, in a trance, Sanada even thought that a pair of white eyes grew behind this person wing.

The golden ball rushed towards him from the net. It was a ball that could be caught. Sanada moved his legs and was running towards the sideline with a racket in his hand.The high-speed backspin ball had to be hit back before it hit the ground. He stretched his arms and the ball hit the racket.

The palm of the hand did not feel the familiar feeling of hitting the ball. The small ball in the field of vision bounced off the racket net and flew back to the net in a half-arc.It slowly slowed down in the air, fell a little bit, and finally, brushed in front of the net, and landed in Sanada's half court.

He could only watch the ball fall to the ground, and then, both vision and hearing disappeared without a trace in an instant.

In the vast expanse of whiteness, I was the only one standing there blankly, without even a racket in my hand.

Is this the new extermination of the five senses?He asked himself blankly.A person slowly appeared in front of his eyes, with purple curly hair, a gentle smile, and curved eyes.This person was so close that Sanada could even smell the aroma of the other person.

The boy stretched out his hand and wrapped it around the back of his head, his delicate face approached him little by little, and the soft force made him unable to move.

Wait a moment.

Sanada opened her eyes wide.

Is this an illusion!Yukimura, you can't develop such an amazing move without saying a word...

no more.Can not resist.How could I reject this person.

The young man slowly closed his eyes, while breathing and smelling each other, those lovely lips...

"Genichiro?"

"Jingshi..."

Feeling that consciousness returned to reality, Sanada sat on the bench, covering his eyes with one hand, "Oops."

Compared to him, Yukimura was full of excitement.This is the first time he has succeeded after he evolved the five senses. Before that, he had been constantly improving through imitation exercises for a long time.

"Is this killing the five senses?"

"Well, it's probably another sense of extermination of the five senses." Yukimura smiled, and it's not fully formed yet, but just the most basic evolutionary version is enough, "Unless I withdraw my mental power, the opponent will You can't break through yips with your own strength."

Sanada suddenly raised his head, and the person standing in front of him was completely different from the one who was covered in ice just now.Rather than depriving the opponent of the five senses, it's more like the person himself is out of the world... Moreover, that kind of thing can't be regarded as yips at all.

"You have become stronger, Jingshi." He was pale and sweating profusely, but he was no longer as disappointed as before when he lost to Miewusense. "Spiritual attack is indeed the strongest secret."

Yukimura froze.

Panting heavily, You Shuinran was still wiping away his sweat, without the brim of his hat to cover him, a pair of red ear tips could be seen along the hair on his temples.

"For the first time, you praised my trick." Yukimura said softly, and Sanada looked up with a puzzled expression.

Oops.

super happy...

Yukimura knelt down and looked into Sanada's eyes.

bad, bad.

Yukimura moved a little closer, a blushing blushing appeared on the black-haired boy's face, and both hands pressed his shoulders involuntarily.

He couldn't hide his smile at the corner of his mouth, and stuck it up when the boy was in a daze.

The rays of light fell on the top of the courtyard wall little by little.On the empty court, a tennis ball stands alone in front of the net, and a young boy sits motionless on a bench.His towel was still on his head, and his black hair was stuck neatly behind his head.He stared blankly at the direction not far away, where the person who had just run away from him entered the house.

He put one hand on his leg while holding the man's shoulder, and pressed the other hand on the corner of his slightly opened mouth.

That should not be his hallucination...

The sweet and warm breath, the enlarged eyelashes, and the starlight in that person's eyes.

The warmth on the lips, the instant soft touch still stays in my mind.

It's ten thousand times better than in the dream.

sweet as a cloud.

"Hey, uncle, it's dinner!"

Sasuke poked his head out of the corridor and stared at him with a frown.

what.

I am satisfied.