[Kokoshi] Echizen Boy's Tachikai Chronicle

13 years later.

"The game is over. Ryoma Echizen is the winner."

Before the sound of the broadcast ended, deafening cheers erupted from the auditorium.Many spectators wearing headscarves with "Ryoma Echizen" written on them - mainly yellow faces, but also white faces and black faces - couldn't help but stood up. But they all hugged each other tightly, congratulating the young four-time Grand Slam winner on the court.

Yes, counting this time, Echizen has won the Four Grand Slams for the second time.

The enthusiasm of the fans did not affect Echizen, he looked calm and hugged his opponent across the net.It used to be that when playing tennis in Japan, the etiquette at the end of the game was just to bow across the net, but in international competitions, there are mostly European and American players, and their ways of expressing respect have also opened up, so Echizen gradually got used to hugging strangers, Show respect.

"Hey, don't be so reluctant—" Eli Long, the loser of the final and the runner-up of the US Open, complained. Before he could say the second sentence, Echizen waved his hand and strode left.

Eli rubbed his chin: "This brat is still so hostile to me..."

"Why do you always want to hook up with other people's coaches." The little assistant handed him a towel, "here."

"Look at him! How did his coach treat the players who just finished the game!" Eli pointed to the side of the court, where Yukimura was wiping Echizen with a towel, and he could feel the sweat that was about to overflow from a long distance away. Gentle, the little assistant listened to Eli's words, just took a look and quickly looked away, muttering: "This is so affectionate... I really hope I haven't lost my mind."

Eli: "You also learn from other coaches."

The little assistant forced the towel to him, and said with a straight face: "First of all, I am an assistant, not a coach. Mr. Coach is over there." The old man (Eli imagined him rubbing his hair like Yukimura, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps), "Second, coach Yukimura married Echizen a long time ago, and I'm just your assistant, why should I learn these things? ?”

Eli said that he was very sad by the assistant's poisonous tongue.

Echizen panted to calm his body after intense exercise, Yukimura wiped his face first, and then rubbed his sweaty hair.

Neither of them spoke.Maybe it's because they have been together for too long. They have been in love since they were teenagers. At the age of 22, Echizen won the four grand slams for the first time. After winning the four grand slams for the first time, the relationship between the two of them is more like a steady flow of water. Eli even complained about "skipping the love period directly and entering the relationship of an old couple".

There is nothing wrong with this, Echizen thought, being able to be with seniors, every day is a period of passionate love, that playboy Eli would not understand.

"What are you thinking? You have a bitter and bitter look on your face." Yukimura pinched his face, Echizen's face was not as fleshy and easy to pinch as a teenager, but Yukimura couldn't get rid of this habit, he followed Echizen's face Looking over, he couldn't help laughing, "Why, you were upset when you beat Eli in the game, and you want to really fight him?"

Echizen pouted.After graduating from junior high school, Yukimura went to St. Andrew to study high school. The journey was smooth and smooth, and he had been classmates with Eli for many years. He couldn't get over this hurdle anyway, because he still remembers when he was an exchange student in Lihai, How is this Captain America /// squinting at Yukimura to strike up a conversation.

"Okay, don't look at him anymore, I'll be jealous if you look at your serious expression again." Yukimura smiled half-truthfully, pulled Echizen to sit on the bench, and squatted down by himself/// , skillfully massaged Echizen's ankle.Echizen moved too much in the last game and accidentally twisted his foot. Although it was not serious, it was also a little swollen.

"Actually, it's nothing..." Echizen said, looking down at Yukimura's well-articulated hand movements, which are heavy and sometimes light, rubbing the affected area. It can be seen that he has been trained professionally. These things work hard.Echizen looked at it for a while, and then said, "I don't want to go to the press conference later."

"Aren't you going again?"

"I'm too tired this time..." Echizen slowed down his tone, and Yukimura knew he was being coquettish from this tone, "The reporters are too noisy, it's annoying to ask questions."

Yukimura sighed: "Okay, I'll go by myself later. You go back to the hotel first. Before I come out, I will turn on the air conditioner at 24 degrees. If it is too hot, I am not allowed to lower it. There is glucose water on the table. , it should be almost drinkable at the current temperature, if it is already cold, add some hot water..."

Echizen blinked: "Senior is so wordy."

"You," Yukimura poked his forehead, "If you save yourself some time, I won't talk too much."

Echizen narrowed his eyes, so he wouldn't say that he actually enjoyed the meticulous care of his senior.

"There's an emergency exit over there, so be careful not to be caught by the reporters guarding outside." Yukimura pointed somewhere, "Let's go, the reporters will be here soon."

Echizen nodded, and when no one was paying attention, he sneaked out and ran out.Almost at the same time, a reporter discovered today's Grand Slam winner and Echizen's coach Yukimura. The microphone was desperately placed in front of him, and the spotlight was also flashing non-stop.

"Coach Yukimura,..."

"Echizen won the Grand Slam for the second time..."

"This is the second time you have trained a Grand Slam winner, what do you think..."

At this time three years ago, when Echizen won the U.S. Open and also became the Grand Slam winner, the reporters were packed inside and outside, and Yukimura took him to sneak away through the emergency passage, waiting for the reaction , they have boarded the plane to Holland.

Echizen stood in the emergency passage and fumbled for the ring on his chest that was strung together as a pendant—this was the wedding ring they exchanged with each other in a Dutch church. Echizen was a professional tennis player and would not wear it during training or competition The ring, on the one hand, affects the grip of the racket, and on the other hand, it is also afraid of the ring being worn out.But today's US Open is over, and he will have a long vacation to adjust, so he naturally took the ring off the pendant and put it on his ring finger.

Then, he strolled to the street, the streets of New York were full of people coming and going, not everyone could recognize the Grand Slam winner, he was relieved, put his hands in his pockets and looked around leisurely.

After all, Echizen still didn't go into any shop, if someone recognized him, it would be a big trouble for himself and Yukimura, Echizen didn't want to cause trouble.

Slowly strolling back to the hotel, the lobby of the five-star hotel is magnificent and splendid, and the crystal chandeliers are made into the shape of branches, lingering and flooding, as crystal clear as if made of ice.

Echizen passed the lobby, adjusted his hat casually, and swiped the elevator with his room card.

When his figure disappeared into the closed elevator door, the girls at the front desk of the hotel gathered together and whispered: "The one who just passed was Echizen Ryoma?"

"Wow, my sister just tweeted that he won the US Open! Didn't he stay for the report?  …"

"Don't talk about that! He pulled his hat down when he passed by. Have you noticed that he is wearing a ring on his left ring finger? A ring! Didn't the magazines say he was unmarried?"

"Hahahaha, there are magazines that gossip that he and his coach are a couple..."

The young girls are not interested in tennis, they are only interested in Echizen's good-looking face - of course, this kind of interest comes and goes quickly, and soon they no longer discuss it, after all, the hotel also has unwritten rules, they Do not discuss the affairs of the tenants casually.After all, this is one of the top hotels in New York, and the people who stay here are all famous people, and no one wants to be used as a talking point by others.

Echizen opened the door, took off his shoes and fell on the bed, fell asleep without taking off his clothes.

He is so tired.From the start of the Australian Open at the beginning of the year to the end of the current US Open, he has been busy with various training and competitions for nearly a year, and he has never been able to relax and sleep indifferently like now, regardless of tomorrow's training. You don't have to work hard to study your opponent's style of play.

This sleep was very dark, and when he woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

Echizen smelled the fragrance in the air, stretched his waist, and walked to the kitchen with his slippers on. Sure enough, Yukimura was cooking lunch.

"Don't eat nutritious meals!" Echizen saw that he spread the club's nutritious meal ingredients list aside, obviously planning to cook according to this, he hurried a few steps and took the watch away, "I don't want to eat."

"I didn't follow it, I just learned from it." Yukimura put down the spoon, "Are you awake?"

"Hmm..." Echizen smelled the increasingly strong fragrance, clutching his stomach and complaining, "Hungry."

"What's more, when I came back last night, I saw that you were in a deep sleep. I wanted to wake you up for dinner, but I couldn't wake you up. It was the same this morning. You slept like a pig."

"Pigs are much fatter than me."

Yukimura was amused by his serious refutation of himself: "Wash your hands, there is something I just made on the table, go and eat."

Echizen walked to the table according to his words, and was immediately attracted by the Japanese food on that table.In the past year, he and Yukimura were so busy that they ate nutritious meals at the club almost every day. They only ran out to eat at a Japanese restaurant when they were free from training, but obviously the taste was not as good as what Yukimura made himself.

"Ah...so nostalgic." Echizen took a sip of Chawanmushi, leaving the smooth taste on his taste buds, and he squinted his eyes in happiness.Sure enough, it was wise to insist on a hotel suite with a kitchen in the first place!

Yukimura came over with miso soup, seeing his appearance, he couldn't help being curious: "It's really so delicious?"

Although the food was made by himself, he never felt that it was so delicious that people could show such an expression.

"Really," Echizen nodded seriously, "beef burger and mashed potatoes——I'm going to throw up."

Sure enough, when the beef burger and mashed potatoes were mentioned, Yukimura's expression also changed.He and Echizen are actually not used to eating habits in Europe and America. Although the club took care of the gold player and gold coach and specially prepared Japanese nutritious meals for them, the taste... Echizen and Yukimura only ate it for one day, so they said it was still delicious. Move on to the beef burger and mash.

Echizen was already very hungry. After sweeping away the delicious food on the table, he rubbed his stomach contentedly, and his eyes fell on the latest newspaper delivered by the hotel next to the table - "U.S. Open Dust Settles Japanese Samurai Wins Second Championship".

He let out a soft "huh" and opened the newspaper. The first page was the report of yesterday's game, and then he turned back and found an interview with Yukimura.

"Did you go for an interview yesterday?" Echizen put down the newspaper in disbelief, and looked at Yukimura across the table.

Yukimura was still eating, and nodded upon hearing this.

"I thought you, like me, don't like interviews and the like..." Echizen muttered, and then began to read the newspaper with relish.

Yukimura swallowed a mouthful of soup: "I don't like interviews, but I let you go yesterday, and Vivienne was very angry, so I had to promise her," he said to the newspaper, "I'm doing this interview."

Vivienne is the big boss of Echizen's club. This strong woman who doesn't give in to her men has a good relationship with Echizen Yukimura in private. This is one of the reasons why Echizen dared to sneak away yesterday.

"Hey, she's not angry, she's just acting." Echizen replied absent-mindedly, never taking his eyes off the newspaper for a moment.When he saw the reporter asking, "Coach Yukimura, I heard that you were a tennis master when you were in junior high school in Japan, and you also led the team to defeat St. Did you become a professional player instead of becoming a coach?" When asked the question, his pupils tightened slightly.

... This is a thorn in Echizen's heart forever.

That day... was the same as today, the sky was clear and cloudless, and the two rented a car to go on a long trip——Echiqian’s condition was very bad at that time, and he was in a very bad mood during the competition, so he was also very depressed. Willing to talk to people, including Yukimura.In order to make Echizen feel better, Yukimura specially rented a car at a car dealership, and wanted to take him to the "legendary four-leaf clover flower field" to relax together.

No one expected their car to collide head-on with a drunk driver.

At that time, Yukimura slammed the steering wheel, and when the accident was about to happen, he reacted extremely quickly on Echizen. Afterwards, even the doctor said that it is rare to see a driver with such a quick reaction. When the speed of the car collides, it can still jump on the co-pilot. It seems that the physical fitness of the athlete is good.

But Echimae didn't want that at all.

Fortunately, despite the speed of both parties in that accident, it is a miracle that Yukimura was only slightly injured—except, his right arm was permanently damaged.

For tennis players, an injury to the dominant hand is almost equivalent to announcing the end of his career.

Although Yukimura hadn't officially entered the professional network at that time, he also participated in some competitions in the United States and accumulated a small reputation.

No one thought... his career was over before it even started.

If it wasn't for him, Yukimura wouldn't want to go for a ride, and he wouldn't have encountered the car accident that ruined his career.

"What are you thinking, showing such a sad expression." Yukimura, who was standing behind him at some point, easily took away the newspaper in his hand, "Such an expression doesn't suit you at all, 'Japanese Samurai'."

Looking at senior's smiling purple eyes, Echizen hesitated, and finally asked the thorn in his heart that had been buried in his heart for many years: "I can't continue to work online, senior, do you have—hmm..."

Annihilation between the two touching lips.

After the long kiss, Yukimura rubbed the end of Echizen's eyes, where there was a faint blush due to the intimate behavior of the two just now, and it looked very tempting, "So you, in order to be with me, you will not hesitate to be with Mr. Nanjiro Break up, have you ever regretted it?"

"How could it be! Smelly old man, Dad just couldn't figure it out for a while..."

They separately opened up about their relationship to their families five years ago.Yukimura's parents have been working abroad all year round. Although it is not acceptable, but because they have been abroad for many years and may have neglected to discipline Yukimura, they feel more guilty than angry, so they acquiesce in this relationship; Unexpectedly, Echizen Minamijiro expressed unprecedented opposition, and even Rinko's mother could not stop his great anger.

"If you don't end this ridiculous relationship, you don't want to step into the Echizen family again! I don't have a son like you!"

——This is what Nanjiro said in a fit of anger.What a stubborn person Echizen was, he really listened to this sentence, and never took half a step home again.Although he knew that such a move would make his mother and cousin sad and worried, he also wanted to express his position and thoughts.

He doesn't think the relationship with Yukimura is "ridiculous".This love is not the 3-minute enthusiasm of young people, or a novelty, he really loves Yukimura——as deeply as Yukimura loves him.They want to spend every day on earth with each other.

"My answer is the same as yours. Originally, I wanted to play professional tennis for a few years before retiring and become your coach, but now I just skipped the middle link." Yukimura rubbed the young man's dark green hair, "This time I will return to you." Japan is on vacation adjustment, go home and see Mr. Nanjiro, he has always cared about you."

Why Vivienne, the big boss of the club, took so much care of them was not because of the face of his old acquaintance Echizen Minamijiro.That man couldn't let go of his figure and begged his son for peace—maybe everyone with the surname Echizen is so proud and stubborn, so he had to express his concern in this awkward way.

Echizen let out a "hum" and muttered a few words in a low voice, but there was no objection.After all, blood is thicker than water, and his father was his first tennis teacher, so it made Echizen feel uncomfortable to be so indifferent.Then take advantage of this time to return to Japan... Wait, "When did you say you were going back to Japan?"

Yukimura tilted his head: "Last week, didn't I ask you which day you want to book a flight ticket?"

"..." I have no impression at all.Echizen looked bewildered, seeing this, Yukimura reminded: "I was in bed that night."

"...!" Echizen remembered, his ears turned red.This, this guy actually mentioned it at that time!At that time, who would still think about when to go home!

Although they have been together for many years and have done everything that should be done and should not be done, his little prince still blushes and shy when he mentions the bed///bed matter.Yukimura decided not to tease the thin-skinned young man anymore, "The air ticket next Tuesday, if it happens, I can meet the party of Lihai Tennis Club."

Echizen's eyes lit up.During the three-month exchange life in Lihai that year, he had a good impression of the seniors in the tennis club of Lihai. In addition, his lover Yukimura also came from Lihai, so his relationship with these people was not inferior to the relationship with the seniors of Qing Xue. .

Looking at the brilliance in his eyes, Yukimura couldn't help pinching his face: "So happy?"

Echizen looked down at the ring on his ring finger, then raised his head again and said seriously: "Of course, if I hadn't been to Lihai, how could I know senior."

This is the luckiest thing in his life.

"This is the luckiest thing in my life." Yukimura sighed, covering Echizen's chest with his hands, and the rings on their ring fingers touched together, shining brightly in the midday sun.

—and mine too.

Echizen said in his heart.

The End

The author has something to say: this is the end of the main text, if anyone wants to read the side story of Xiao Kelp, consider writing it again.

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