The Last Samurai of Tennis Shinsengumi

When the new round of competition started, Tu Fang quietly walked to the faucet, took a few mouthfuls of cold water to dilute the bad taste in his mouth, and washed his face.As soon as he turned around, he saw Katsuro standing behind him holding a towel.The earthworker took the towel and said thanks!

Sheng Lang said, "Why didn't the minister use his left hand just now? If he used his left hand, he would definitely win."

"Was I originally left-handed?"

Sheng Lang nodded, "Although the minister's right hand is also very powerful, it's still not as good as his left hand."

"That's it!" Hijikata finally knew where the sense of incongruity came from. He was used to using his right hand, but his body consciousness was using his left hand, so his reaction was a little slower every time.

Sheng Lang said again, "Minister, you all feel very different when you wake up this time."

"Oh?"

"Yes! The minister was very motivated before. His dream has always been to lead Qingxue to become the strongest team in the country. But now I don't feel that kind of strength."

"Really?" Earth said, yes, what they lack is passion!To Katsuro and the others, winning or losing tennis is like the glory of a samurai, something worth sacrificing everything to fight for, and they obviously haven't entered such a state yet.He thought he did a good job, at least on the surface, but he didn't expect this innocent child to see through it at a glance!

"Don't worry, we will win." Hijikata touched Katsuro's hair, Katsuro was a little inexplicably excited!

In the evening, Shannan and Yamazaki went out to investigate and announced their next opponent, Ice Emperor!They didn't know anything about Ice Emperor, so they didn't react naturally, but Katsuro and the others looked sad and said that Ice Emperor was very powerful.In order to let them appreciate the power of Ice Emperor, Mr. Ryuzaki called everyone into the conference room and showed them the video of the game between Seigaku and Ice Emperor.

Seeing that only a few instruments and one disc can record the previous images, everyone was very excited, "Wow, it's so powerful! I only heard about cameras at that time, and I didn't expect such a thing!"

"Hijikata-san, when we go back, let's take one with us." Hirasuke said, "In this way, we can record any pranks by the chief executive as evidence."

"Agreed." Earth said.

"It's so naive, Mr. Pingzhu." The chief executive smiled very proudly, "I have the final say on what to bring through time travel!"

The pictures on the video quickly caught their attention. Those boys with the same faces as their elders were sweating profusely on the court, trying their best.For the first time, a feeling sprouted in their hearts. Tennis is not just a game, it is a very sacred thing.As the game progressed, that kind of affection gradually grew. When blood stained Takashi Kawamura's racket, when Fuji held the bloody racket, they suddenly understood what kind of affection it was, a sense of collective honor !It has nothing to do with life and death, but it is equally awe-inspiring!They went on and on for the same dream, and they gave everything for the same dream!Life can be ordinary, and life can be ordinary, but when he burns for a dedication, he will become moving!

In front of Atobe's magnificent offensive, that man did not hesitate to sacrifice his own arm, and he wanted to fight until the last moment. That was already a samurai spirit that made them awe-inspiring!

Times have changed, swords have been eliminated, and samurai no longer exist, but the spirit they have always pursued and believed in is perfectly embodied in this man and in this arena.

No, this is no longer just tennis, this is also their battlefield!

"Okay, okay, I'm motivated! Let's defeat them in another way!" Shinpachi clapped and clapped with excitement like never before!Takashi Kawamura, that simple and resolute man, would rather be injured than give up, which made his blood boil!

Ryuzaki looked at the group of people who had ignited their fighting spirit with a smile, and smiled approvingly at Hijikata. "Looking forward to your performance!"

The chief executive woke up from his dream, and he calmed down a little by listening to his companion's gentle breathing.The blood in the dream was not a memory of the past, but a message from another time and space.He felt that the boy named Fuji was fighting as the chief executive on another stage, surrounded by splashing blood and burning fire, and in the bright firelight, he saw those terrified and helpless eyes.He touched his chest. Just now, in his dream, he felt the young man's throbbing.After all, it was his body!

When I came to the window, I watched the stars twinkling in the deep blue sky, the eternal night, how many vicissitudes I have experienced, but it is still beautiful.It was late at night, and all the dormitory lights were turned off.The whole city seemed to have fallen asleep.Only a solitary lamp on the playground gave off a dim yellow light, and Xia Chong's night song, accompanied by the sound of hitting tennis balls, hit his heart one after another.

He glanced at the empty bed and walked out quietly.Tufang had already heard his footsteps, but he still didn't look back, just waving the beat of his left hand alone!

"Ah, what's the matter? Do you want to surprise us by secretly practicing?" The chief executive shouted in his usual excited tone.

"You think everyone is as boring as you!"

"Tufang-san's ability to hit people is the best in the world!"

"That's not half as good as yours!" Tufang finally stopped the tempo and walked over. The ice-blue eyes of the chief executive were dotted with stars, which were more beautiful than the night sky. The silver moonlight streamed down his face, outlining the His exquisite facial features.He was as quiet as a cherry blossom blooming under the moon, beautiful and ethereal, always feeling fleeting and unreal.

Tu Fang didn't look any further, and brushed his hair with his hand, "Did you have a nightmare again?" His forehead was cold, it was the cold sweat from a nightmare, right?In the past, the chief executive was often awakened by nightmares, and sat on the fence in the yard until the morning star lit up the eastern sky.

The boss smiled, "No!"

Tufang laughed and said, "You're the best liar, Director!" He took a few sips of water from his hand.

"Hijikata-san, what do you think we would be like if we were in Kyoto now?"

Hijikata glanced at him, and the two of them sat back to back on the playground. The chief executive could feel the warmth of Hijikata's sweat passing through his soaked clothes to his skin.

"Who knows. Maybe we'll go to war with foreigners?" Earth said.

"I know I can't beat it, but I still want to fight?"

"If that's Japan's choice, I will be at the forefront." The chief executive couldn't see his eyes, but he always felt that his eyes would be as deep as the night sky at this moment!

"Dokata-san, is it my fault? Bringing you to such a world?" The deep voice of the general manager sounded like the sob of spring water.

"Why? Isn't it good now?"

"But, I will feel guilty! Not for us, but for those young people!" Hijikata turned his head and saw the crystal tears slipping from his eyes, which were as white as pearls under the moonlight.

"You, you think too much!" Tu Fang pulled him over, put his head in his arms, and inadvertently wiped away his tears.

"However, you know that people in the ghost clan cannot avoid the fate of withering at the most beautiful moment of their lives. I shouldn't let that person bear his own fate!"

Hijikata's heart twitched suddenly, and he patted him on the back calmly and comforted him, "Since you have changed someone, your fate will always change!"

Seeing the chief executive lying quietly in his arms, Hijikata felt that the night was extremely gentle.The sword is far away, and the war is far away. If you live your life peacefully like this, it would be a kind of happiness, right?He suddenly imagined the youthful and innocent appearance of the chief secretary in his school uniform, and he imagined him walking through the corridor in Liangliang with a book in his arms, with a carefree smile on his face!Imagine his quiet face sitting under the cherry blossom tree, and the flowers falling like snow on the pages of the opened book...

The chief executive suddenly laughed, interrupting his thoughts. For such a quick emotional change of the chief executive, the chief executive should have been accustomed to it, but every time he felt inexplicable. "What's the matter?"

"Tufang-san smells of sweat! It's really bad!" The chief took a few breaths while grabbing his sweatshirt.

Tufang pushed him away angrily, looked at his slightly red and swollen eyes, and couldn't help sighing softly. This guy always likes to hide his sadness in his heart, but pretends to be indifferent, so Always worrying.How much he wished that he had never carried such a heavy fate, how much he wished that he was just that simple boy who could only be mischievous.But they have no ability to change the past, what about the future?

In the middle of the night, all the members were awakened again by the shrill cry in the director's dream. After finally waking him up, the director rubbed his eyes with a look of distress on his face.

"Having a nightmare again, Chief?" Kondo stepped forward and touched his sweaty forehead.

The director general was still immersed in the terrifying atmosphere in the dream, and he came back to his senses after a while and said, "I dreamed that Shannan Sang was almost killed." He suddenly smiled, "It's just a dream, there is nothing to worry about. .” But he knew in his heart that such a real scene was not just a dream, it must be a message from another time and space.

"Director, you scream like this every night, how can we sleep!" Hirasuke said, "There is an empty dormitory next to it, why don't the chief go to sleep over there."

"Really?" the chief executive said happily.

Seeing the expression on his face, Tufang knew that he was in his arms and let him sleep alone, but he didn't know what he would do.He hurriedly said, "Let him go there alone, how can you rest assured?"

"Then let Shannan-san go there too." Harada smiled, "It's rare that the chief executive misses Shannan-san in his dreams."

"I have nothing to worry about!" Shannan said, "Since Tufang-san is worried, let Tufang go and accompany him."

Kondo also said, let's make it so, if someone else can't cover him.

Tufang caught a glimpse of the chief executive's secretly delighted face, and knew that he had fallen into his trap again. The chief chief originally planned to let him go to accompany him, but he was embarrassed to say so, and instead took a detour and kept himself out of the matter.Chief, you bastard!I'm afraid I won't be able to jump out of your palm in my life!

The boss didn't know why he blushed, and quickly got under the blanket.

☆、Ice Emperor