Lihai University full-time sparring

Hideo Kobayashi came to pick him up and leave the hospital.

Not verbally, but his behavior has been a silent apology.

Morikawa thought, he was too impatient that night, and he was also at fault for this matter.He is already a man in his 20s, not those middle school sophomores, so he should be more stable.

But this is him, he is a character who is prone to passion.

The two of them tacitly did not mention the matter of going back to Tokyo that day. Although Morikawa felt ashamed, since he had promised Zaki, he would stay no matter how much he was beaten in the face.

After returning home, Morikawa felt bored after staying for a while. After thinking about it, he took his mobile phone and went out.

Go to the barber shop and have your hair cut.The long cropped hair was a little burnt and frayed at the ends, but still had decent length.He tied up his long hair with a rubber band, put it in a bag and walked out, feeling that his head was more than a little lighter and his whole body felt refreshed.

It was rare for Zaoji not to stay at school to participate in department activities today, and went home after school, and bumped into Morikawa at the door.

"Brother, you are going to cut your hair!"

"Hmm. It's too long and troublesome." If he was set on fire again, he might not be so lucky to be able to extinguish it. "How about this hairstyle?"

Early Ji fan girl face: "Handsome, very neat, I think short hair is more suitable for brother than long hair!"

"Of course, there are not many boys who are suitable for long hair. Why did you come back so early, do you want to go to the outdoor tennis court to practice?"

"Okay, brother, is your body okay?"

"Well, let's go. By the way, I will practice with you this afternoon and take a day off tomorrow. I will go to Tokyo tomorrow morning." Seeing Saki's worried face, Morikawa smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be back."

"it is good."

The original owner left long hair for his mother to use as a wig. Now that he has cut his hair, he will naturally give it to his mother.A very filial child, but he was brought up by his mother alone since he was a child, and his personality is a bit autistic and extreme, otherwise he would not have committed suicide.

Sitting on the bus to Tokyo, Morikawa couldn't help feeling a little emotional.In the face of death, the rise and fall of fame and fortune are just floating clouds.

He was going to the original owner's mother's cemetery and happened to be at the last stop of the bus.Kanagawa and Tokyo are close, but the bus took a detour, and Morikawa sat drowsily.

"Hey, you two, the terminal is here!"

Hearing the driver's reminder, Morikawa woke up and got off from the back.Besides him, another passenger also fell asleep in the car and got off after him.

"Senior Morikawa?"

Morikawa turned his head and saw the sleepy-eyed Konbutou: "Kirihara? Why are you here?"

"Huh? My beat string is broken, come and change it."

"No way, change the line and run from Kanagawa to Tokyo? What kind of store is it so good?"

Kirihara was surprised: "It's not Tokyo, it's a store not far from the school. Ah! No, it's terrible, did you stop by again? Is this already in Tokyo?"

Morikawa Fuzuo: "Otherwise, this is the terminal."

"No way, I made an appointment with Liu Xuechang and he will give me tutoring! Oh no, no, I'm going to be late."

"Call him and talk about it."

Kirihara took out his mobile phone, but couldn't turn it on for a long time, he said with a bitter face: "It seems that the battery is out."

Morikawa laughed loudly, it's too much, and he went out with an uncharged mobile phone.He took out his mobile phone to find Liu's calling box, called, and handed the mobile phone to Qieyuan.

"Senior Liu, ah no, I'm not Morikawa-senpai, I'm Kirihara. I've been to the station, and now I'm in Tokyo. That's right, I'm going to change the line. I practiced too late yesterday and was exhausted. I fell asleep in the car .Ah? Is that so? Is tutoring okay? Okay, then I'll give him the phone."

"Senior Morikawa, Senior Liu wants to tell you."

Morikawa picked it up: "Hello, Liu?"

"Morikawa, is there something important for you to go to Tokyo?"

"Ah no, it's a small matter. I'll be back to Kanagawa in a while."

"Then can I trouble you to bring Chi back after finishing the business? He has a poor sense of direction, and his phone must have run out of battery. I'm afraid he might get lost on the road."

"...I will send him back to the car and tell him where to get off. It should be no problem."

"...No, Genichiro did this before, and the result was that the entire tennis club went looking for Akaya who got lost."

"Ah?" Morikawa sneered, this is too crazy, the big three in Lihai are really good at raising cubs. "That's okay. I'll take him back after finishing my work. It won't be long. I'll call you when I get there. Come and pick him up."

"Well, it's troublesome."

After retrieving the thread, Kirihara looked at Morikawa with an apologetic face. He scratched his head and felt something was wrong, and said in surprise: "Senior, you cut your hair!"

"Haha, can the reflex arc be longer? The brain obviously turns very fast when playing." Morikawa joked with him.

"Of course, I'm Lihai's trump card! Senior, where are you going?"

"Do something, it's not far from here, I'll take you back to Kanagawa after finishing it."

"Well. Senior, I haven't played with you since I finished doubles with you last time. I'll go back and play a game soon?"

"Okay." Morikawa felt in good physical condition at the moment, and could let go of his hands and feet.

"Are you specialized in doubles? The last time I played against Senior Liu with you, I feel very comfortable with you. I have a good awareness and fill up quickly. It seems that I always know how I want to play in advance. It feels very easy to play with you. "

Morikawa didn't answer directly: "Of course, it's actually because I've always watched Liu play before, and I probably know his way of playing, guessing that he will play like that." What a joke, kid Kirihara, brother is a professional singles player. Simply Playing.

"By the way, the junior high school is also competing recently, how is the record?"

"Currently we are all victorious. But the Kanto Tournament is coming up soon. Ice Emperor and Aigaku are strong enemies." It can be seen that Kirihara is under pressure.

Qingxue has Echizen, as well as Kaido and Taocheng who are diligent and hardworking.The Ice Emperor has Riji and Feng, both of whom are leaders among their peers.

"It's okay for Lihai University. Some people who belong to the second echelon in our school should be masters in other schools." After Yukimura became the minister, he insisted on sparring training for each member. The training is also tight. There are many capable people in Lihai, and there is no gap in talent.

"That is to say, when I become a minister this year, I always feel that I have a heavy burden on my shoulders. After all, Lihai University is a national-level team. I am worried that it will not be able to lead well." Kirihara said bluntly.

"That's it. Then when you train the members of the club, I'll go and watch the game. If there is a game between Qingxue and Ice Emperor, call me. Maybe I can give you some useful training suggestions."

"Is that so? That's great. The last time I had ramen with Senior Marui, he said that you explained the game between Atobe-san and Sengoku-san very well. You explained clearly the timing, wrist, and whole body strength of the ball. Listen. After reading your commentary, I learned a lot about the playing style of the two players. Morikawa-senpai, you are amazing!"

Morikawa pushed his hair back, "Haha, what a joke." You know why Atobe is so pretentious, the Japanese really like to worship.

Morikawa bought flowers at a flower shop and went to the cemetery.The road to the cemetery is very winding, he was worried about leaving Kirihara alone at the door, so he simply took him in.

Kirihara seemed to be visiting the cemetery for the first time, so he fell silent on such an occasion and followed Morikawa.

"Kirihara, wait for me here, don't go."

Morikawa walked into the alley with the flowers and knelt down in front of his mother's grave. He put the flowers in front of the grave, took out the cut and tied hair from the bag he carried with him, and lit it with a lighter.

Morikawa's mother, I'm sorry for occupying your son's body.You and your son should have met in heaven, right? The long hair your son specially left for you is burnt to you this time. I hope you have a good next life.

Hair burns quickly and turns to ashes in a short while.Morikawa looked at the photo on the tombstone, stared blankly for a while, then stood up.The stone in my heart fell to the ground, and I suddenly felt relaxed.

Meeting up with Kirihara, the straightforward Kirihara asked: "Senior, can I ask who this... is?"

"my mother."

"Huh? Ah, sorry."

"It's okay. Kirihara, wait for me to check the route. This time the bus takes too long. I'll find out if there is a shorter way to go there. Hey, strange, there is a tennis court nearby."

"Ah? Is it here? Is it far away?"

"It's less than a kilometer, and if we take the faster tram, the station is in that direction."

"Then let's go and have a look, see if there are any good players, and play a game!"

Morikawa laughed.Kirihara is definitely a single-celled organism, and he doesn't care about anything when he hears that he is playing with a ball. His pure personality is hard to refuse.Following the navigation, they soon came to the stadium. Unexpectedly, there were many people here.

"It obviously looks quite biased, but there are so many people."

"Haha, Kirihara, you may have misunderstood the word remote, this is Tokyo!" Morikawa bought water from a vending machine and handed Kirihara a bottle, "The innermost stadium seems to be less crowded, go there side."

"Okay. Wait, it seems... Atobe-san and Fuji-san over there?"