Amethyst Fascination

After scoring a point with the limit of hard work, the boy faced Yukimura's serve with the limit of brilliance that was absolutely predicted.

Six goals, this is his forecast, which means that he will score another point on Yukimura with six goals.

Amid the unanimous countdown of the Qingxue players, the sixth ball came in an instant.

But they did not see the victory in the absolute forecast.Accompanied by the boy's confident blow, the bright yellow ball drew a straight line, flew straight out of the arena, and landed in the audience.

His eyes widened in astonishment, the boy staggered a few steps when he fell from the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

Staring at the boy who was lying on the ground and hadn't gotten up for a long time, Dashi's eyes were full of anxiety.It was hard to see him move, but when he stood up, a touch of bright red under his nose made Dashi's heart twist again.

"Little one, are you okay?" Seeing the young man staring at him blankly, Juwan yelled anxiously: "You have a nosebleed! Little one!"

nosebleed?Reaching out his hand to touch his nose, seeing the bright red fingertips, the boy raised the corners of his eyes in a little surprise.Why don't you feel anything?

He raised his head and saw Yukimura standing in the front field, staring at him motionless. The boy wiped his face with his hands, turned his face away, and said in a muffled voice, "What are you looking at? You didn't do it."

Still staring at the boy with a strange expression, Yukimura was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I see you, you must have lost your sense of touch."

Raising his head suddenly, the golden cat eyes looked up at Yukimura with unconcealable astonishment.Those familiar purple eyes were deep at the moment, like a deep sea, absorbing all his gaze.That feeling is like the fear of extinction, unable to struggle, unable to escape.

Looking at the amber cat eyes that were gradually covered with shock and fear, Yukimura closed his eyes, turned around and walked towards the free throw line.

Outside the court, Kintaro, who had played against Yukimura not long ago, had fear in his eyes, and he didn't even dare to look at the slender figure. He said to his teammates in a trembling voice, "That man is terrible. No matter where he hits the ball, He hits back like a machine. And then, without knowing it, he gets the impression that he doesn't want to play tennis anymore."

Seeing Kintaro trembling all over, Shiraishi looked thoughtfully at the boy whose eyes were out of focus on the court, and whispered to himself: "It sounds like severe Yips symptoms caused by mental reasons, this is the secret of Yukimura's tennis ?”

The ensuing game made all Qingxue players close their eyes in pain.It is no longer possible to watch the child who gradually lost his vision and hearing wander in his own half like a wandering ghost, then stepped on the ball and fell to the ground.

Gritting her teeth tightly, she turned her face away and let her hair cover her cheeks.From the corner of the eye, there was a trace of hotness winding down, burning the skin.

His fingers pinched his red and swollen arm tightly, but the severe pain was still not as good as the pain in his heart.The pain seemed to take Tezuka's breath away.

And Yukimura, who single-handedly contributed to this result, still stood quietly at the bottom line, staring at the young boy's small figure with amethyst-like eyes for a long time, and said softly in a voice only he could hear: "This is my style. For Li Haida's three consecutive hegemony."

On the court, the boy was lying on the ground, and those purple eyes kept appearing in front of his eyes.Smiling, sad, calm, and cold.Suddenly felt very painful, why did the person who thought he was very familiar and gentle suddenly become so strange as if he had never known him before.

Is it because of tennis?Why is playing tennis with him so painful?Why is this man's tennis so painful?

The darkness, like a tide, swallowed the purple, and also swallowed itself.In the boundless darkness, he seemed to hear his father's naughty voice: "Ryoma, are you happy playing tennis?"

happy?Should be happy ah?When I was young, no matter how much I was abused by my stinky dad, I still felt very happy.Why do I feel so painful all of a sudden?Is it because of that person?

In my mind, teammates and opponents, sincere smiling faces flashed continuously, and the boy gently held the racket.Finally, it seemed that I could hear the anxious shouts of the seniors again, as well as his own voice: "Playing tennis is a very pleasant thing."

Standing opposite the boy, looking at the little figure standing up wobbly, his purple pupils narrowed slightly, and for the first time, Yukimura's calm face showed unconcealable astonishment.

It stands to reason that under such circumstances, anyone would hate tennis. Why does that kid still have a smile in his eyes?

Raising his hand, he pointed at Yukimura with the racket flying, his golden eyes were shining with dazzling brilliance, and with a proud smile on his lips, the young man hummed proudly: "Tennis is meant to be played happily!"

The limit of seamlessness?The deepest door in the realm of selflessness was finally opened by this child?

Behind the clear lenses, Tezuka's dark eyes were full of surprise and joy. He looked at the little boy who seemed to be surrounded by a dazzling halo for a long time, his straight lips curled up slightly, and he said softly: "Now you will become Qingxue's student." Pillar, Echigo."

"Your clothes are perfect, let me see through them, Echizen." Holding the racket tightly, squinting at the young man who was serving the ball, Yukimura Toshimi's face was full of firmness and confidence.

Throwing the ball high, the fiery red racket gave a powerful blow, and the whistling ball fell straight to the opposite half and bounced off the court.But Yukimura didn't even have time to react.

"Hey, referee, don't you still call?" Jin Mou looked at the stunned referee with a flying smile, and the young man hummed proudly.

Playing back the video, it was determined that the ball fell within the opponent's bounds, and the referee announced: 15-0.The audience suddenly burst into fierce cheers.

As if he had an epiphany, the boy scored with his serve again and again.In a blink of an eye, the score on the field has been chased to 4-4.Then, 5-4 go-ahead.

Frowning tightly, Yukimura stared at the boy's proud smile, and what he heard in his ears was the boy's father explaining the secret of the seamless clothes to everyone in Qingxue.Is this the essence of seamlessness?He can't agree!

What to say to enjoy tennis?Tennis is all about serious duels, and no defeat is allowed. This is the rule of King Li Haida!

Faced with a violent blow from the teenager, the ball was stopped by the net line when it crossed the net.But the spinning ball didn't stop at all, after being divided into two by the net cable, it still rushed towards Yukimura without slowing down.

Quickly moving his footsteps and hitting the two hemispheres back to the boy's half, Yukimura clenched his teeth.

Looking at the boy jumping high, watching him kick the ball back again, Yukimura couldn't move.

Two hemispheres, one on the left and one on the right, landed behind Yukimura with lightning speed, and everything was settled.

It's over, 6-4, Qingxue stopped Lihai's three consecutive championships and became the new national champion.

Cheering, the Qingxue candidates jumped off the stands and threw themselves on their little pillars.Only Tezuka still stood quietly by the side of the stands, his cherished eyes lingering on the boy for a long time, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Breaking free from the siege of the seniors, the young man quickly walked to the net, looked up at his dark purple eyes, and said softly, "Next time, let's play together again."

Staring deeply into the clear cat's eyes, Yukimura was silent for a moment, a slight smile appeared on his slightly pale lips.Gently holding the callused little hand, he said softly: "Okay, next time, let's fight happily."