Net King: This player is backed by justice

This racket was very troublesome to make and required a trip to Chiba.

Because of the needs of Tezuka Kunimitsu and Fuji Shusuke, Jinguji Hikari took the train to Chiba.

Speaking of Chiba.

"That's right, I think we could have talked to Rojia Middle School at that time."

Looking at the tennis court in front of him, Jinguji Hikaru muttered to himself, but when it comes to Rokkaku Middle School, although it is not weak, it is just not weak. The biggest feature is their unique racket.

Well, there is also a coach who has great longevity.

Jinguji Hikaru's goal this time is to visit this longevity coach.

"Hello."

Walking into the training office of Rokkaku Middle School, Jinguji Hikaru called out leisurely.

"Hello."

Immediately, a member wearing a Rokkaku Middle School uniform came over.

After sizing up Jinguji Hikaru, his eyes rested on his Seigaku uniform and the tennis bag behind him for a few seconds, and then he asked.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

Oh, those very bright and sharp eyes.

Jinguji Hikaru looked at the young man in front of him who was about the same height as himself. He had neat short white hair and piercing eyes. He looked very determined and manly.

"Hi, I'm here to visit coach dad."

Looking for daddy?

Hearing Jinguji Hikaru's words, Saeki Torajiro was a little surprised. Looking at Jinguji Hikari who was lazily looking like he had no energy, Saeki Torajiro said steadily: "I'm going to take the liberty to ask, who are you looking for dad?"

"Make a racket and string it."

Jinguji Mitsuo replied concisely and concisely.

Looking for dad to make rackets?

Saeki Torajiro was even more surprised, but he still nodded.

"In that case, then please come with me. Also, my name is Torajiro Saeki."

"Jinguji Hikari."

Saeki Torajiro brought Jinguji Hikaru to a small workshop.

Knocked lightly on the door.

"Dad, a man named Hikari Jinguji came to visit."

"Ah."

An old and deep voice came from inside the house, like a dead tree, revealing a sense of ancient history.

"please."

"Thank you."

Jinguji Hikaru thanked him and walked into the room.

In the room, a thin old man, who seemed to be just skin and bones, sat there quietly, drinking tea slowly. His snow-white beard hung down to his chest, and his old face had a faint feeling of immortality.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The old man did not raise his head, but said something faintly in the direction of Jinguji's light.

Jinguji Hikari had his feet together, full of etiquette, and bowed slightly in respect.

"Long time no see, coach dad."

"sit down."

"Yes!"

Jinguji Hikaru took off his shoes and sat across from his father.

Dad slowly picked up the tea cup and poured a cup of tea for Jinguji Hikari.

Jinguji Hikaru quickly took it with both hands.

"Thank you."

"Drink."

"Yes."

To be honest, Jinguji Hikaru is not a fan of tea because he doesn't like the feeling of not being able to enjoy it.

He slowly brought the teacup to his mouth and took a small sip.

A little astringent, a little fragrant, a little sweet, well, a little less.

After putting down the empty tea cup, Jinguji Hikari got straight to the point.

"Dad, I'm here this time to ask you two things."

The old man drank tea comfortably and said slowly: "Tell me."

"My racket string is broken, please help me tie it up, and then there is the cross racket, I want two more."

"can."

Dad nodded, then raised two fingers.

Jinguji Hikaru nodded and handed over the prepared money.

"racket."

Jinguji Hikaru handed his racket to his father.

"Go wait outside and come back in thirty minutes."

"Yes!"

Jinguji Hikaru walked out of the workshop and breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was really not good at getting along with older people, especially when he looked at an old man like his father who was always slow and leisurely.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Looking at the people from Rokkaku Middle School who were training not far away, Jinguji Hikaru felt that if he went there rashly, he would probably be in trouble, so...

"I remember seeing a ramen shop when I came here."

Jinguji Hikaru muttered to himself and walked outside, but at this moment.

"Ah, be careful!"

There was a urgent call.

Jinguji Hikari felt the strong wind behind him, tilted his head slightly, and an orange tennis ball flew past his ear.

"Sorry, sorry, are you okay?"

Jinguji Hikari turned his head and saw Saeki Torajiro running towards him with a concerned look on his face.

"I'm so sorry. It was my teammate who made a mistake just now."

"Ah, it's okay."

Jingujiguang waved his hand magnanimously, then walked to the tennis ball, gently picked it up with his feet.

"for you."

Catching the tennis ball thrown by Jinguji Hikari, Saeki Torajiro looked at Jinguji Hikari walking outside with a curious expression.

This guy must not be weak in strength.

Thinking of his action of not turning around to avoid the tennis ball, and the sportswear and tennis bag he was wearing, Torajiro Saeki thought for a moment and asked tentatively: "Please wait a moment?"

"Is there anything else?"

Jinguji Hikaru looked at Saeki Torajiro in confusion.

Saeki Torajiro smiled and said: "Sorry, I see you also play tennis. I wonder which school you are from?"

"Oh, Qingxue, from Tokyo."

"Aigaku? Then do you know Fuji? Fuji Shusuke!"

These two people already know each other now.

Jinguji Hikaru nodded.

"of course."

"Haha, Fuji and I are old friends."

Saeki Torajiro said enthusiastically, and at the same time walked to Jinguji Hikaru and asked: "Is the matter finished?"

"No, dad told me to go find him again in thirty minutes."

"That's it!"

When Saeki Torajiro heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"In that case, do you want to play with us?"

If it weren't for the serious, sunny and cheerful look on Saeki Torajiro's face, Jinguji Hikaru would always feel like he was being accosted by a gangster.

"playing what?"

"Of course it's tennis!"

Saeki Torajiro said excitedly: "Let's play a game. What do you think?"

"Hey, but I originally wanted to go out for ramen."

"Which one is not far from the door?"

"Ah."

"That one is not delicious. We happen to be finishing training in about thirty minutes. I will take you to eat the most delicious snacks nearby."

Seeing the enthusiastic and generous look of Saeki Torajiro, Jinguji Hikaru thought for a while, it was not impossible to fight for a while, just enough to complete today's training volume.

"it is good."

"Then come with me!"

Torajiro Saeki's eyes lit up, and then he led Hikari Jinguji toward the court.

"Saeki? Who is this?"

"Ah, I'm here to see my dad, who is also my friend's classmate. My dad asked him to wait for a while, and I just want him to have a fight with me."

"Oh, that's it, come on."

"Ok."

Jinguji Hikaru followed Saeki Torajiro silently, quietly watching the training pattern of Rokkaku Middle School.

It's really fun, even an outsider like myself can get involved during training time, but this should be an exception.

"Let's just stay here."

Saeki Torajiro took Jinguji Hikaru to an empty stadium.

"By the way, do you have a racket?"

The careful Torajiro Saeki considered that Jinguji Hikari might be looking for his father because of the racket.

"Well, there's one more."

Jinguji Hikari said calmly.

"Okay, let's warm up first."

Saeki Torajiro said expectantly.

"Row."

Jinguji Hikaru moved his body twice casually.

"I'm ready."

"Then let's start quickly!"

"Ah."

Jinguji Hikari nodded, and then took out his 'spare' racket in front of Saeki Torajiro.