Amethyst Fascination

The U-17 stadium ushered in a team substitution match between No. 5 and No. 3 courts today.

The so-called team substitution match means that if they can win the three singles and two doubles matches, all members of the No. 5 court will be promoted to the No. 3 court.

What was going on on the court at this time was the second singles match, with Tezuka, the head of the youth school, playing against the former head, Nagato.

Tezuka almost couldn't recognize Yamato anymore. The black hair in his memory has now been dyed orange and tied into a ponytail hanging behind his head, but the gentle and resolute eyes are still the same as in his memory.Bowing slightly, facing the former minister who has always been respected, Tezuka said softly: "I didn't expect to meet you here, Minister Yamato."

"Oh, you still recognize me, Tezuka-kun." His eyes were calm and gentle, and Yamato smiled slightly: "You haven't changed at all, and I'm looking forward to the match with you today."

"As the former head of Seigaku, I will not admit your mistake." With humility in his words, Tezuka bowed down politely again.

Looking at Tezuka quietly, Yamato said: "Congratulations on leading Qinggaku to win the national championship, Tezuka-kun. But why are you here? I heard that a professional tennis team in Germany has already sent you an invitation. Thought you had gone to Germany."

As soon as this remark came out, all the players of the representative team on the No. 5 stadium showed expressions of astonishment, and stared at Tezuka's calm side face for a long time.Professional players, that is the dream of many people, why did Tezuka give up for this training camp?

With a calm expression on his face, Tezuka seriously answered Yamato's question: "As a member of the selection team, I must start well and end well. Apart from this, I don't think about anything else."

Sighing softly, Yamato's voice was full of helplessness: "Why, after being the pillar of Qingxue, are you going to be the pillar of the Japanese youth team?" He raised his eyes, looked at Tezuka's eyes full of determination, and continued He smiled and said, "This is really like your character. Anyway, let's put down all burdens and enjoy the joy of tennis in today's duel between the old and new ministers of Qingxue."

Without further words, the two turned around and walked towards their baseline, and Tezuka served the ball.He bowed his head in silence for a moment, threw the ball high, and hit it with his left hand.

The speed is not very fast, but Yamato still catches up with the ball that flies to the left side of the baseline and hits back easily.Looking at Tezuka's absolutely serious face, he sighed lowly: "Sure enough, your skills are no longer the same."

In the first round, Tezuka had an absolute advantage and won quickly.

Listening to the complaints from his companions outside the court, Yamato smiled and said to Tezuka: "Sure enough, if you continue like this, you will win within a few strokes, and you will not be able to enjoy the joy of tennis. Then, I will come out too." Live it."

Tezuka didn't know what kind of stunt it was, but he learned it in the next return.He clearly predicted the direction of the incoming ball, but when the racket was swung out, he couldn't hit the incoming ball, and the ball landed far away from him.

Frowning slightly, staring at the bright yellow ball on the ground for a long time, Tezuka's eyes could not conceal the astonishment.He must have caught the ball just now!Why would it be empty?

"Everything reflected in the eyes is the image of fate, it is a dream, and it is also a reality. This trick is called illusion." With a calm and gentle expression in his eyes, Yamato looked at Tezuka Weiwei quietly. Surprised expression, light smile.

Outside the court, Atobe raised his hand and lightly pressed between his eyes, watching Yamato's every move. Finally, after the opponent tied the score at 1-1, he saw the clue.Smiling proudly, he said to the astonished companions around him: "Tezuka was played around by a non-existent ball."

Atobe's words made Yamato send a shallow, admiring smile.

Yes, Tezuka is good at detecting the direction of the incoming ball from the opponent's movements and even breathing, and then naturally predicts the trajectory of the ball.This is Tezuka's great talent, and he took advantage of this to change the direction of the ball at the moment of hitting the ball.

The trend of the game began to favor Yamato, but he didn't seem happy because he suppressed Tezuka, but said quietly: "Tezuka-kun, the ball you are chasing is just a phantom, just like the image of your pillar, it is a phantom .”

Seeing Tezuka's puzzled expression, he smiled: "Tezuka-kun, you are more responsible than anyone else, so you think you should support the whole team. It's almost time for you to fight for yourself .”

Yamato's words struck Tezuka's heart like a heavy hammer. He understood what this respected former minister meant, but at the moment he could not follow this suggestion.

Taking a deep breath, maintaining his usual serious and cold expression, he said respectfully: "Thank you very much for your suggestion. But this game carries our No. 5 court, no, it is the hope of all our junior high school students, I absolutely cannot decline!"

Sighing helplessly, the corners of Yamato's lips curled up slightly, as if he knew Tezuka's answer a long time ago, and whispered to himself: "Sure enough, do you still want to be obsessed with the victory of the whole team?"

What I have to say has been said, the game will continue, and Yamato will serve.

There was an unshakable firmness in his deep black eyes, facing the whistling ball, Tezuka stood firm on the baseline and stood still.Without even raising his hand to swing the racket, the spinning ball suddenly changed direction and fell out of bounds.

"Tezuka Phantom?" Atobe, who was watching the game from the sidelines of the court, suddenly frowned, staring at the side face full of determination, he said angrily: "Tezuka! Don't be brave! What if you hurt your arm again? ?”

Atobe knew that for the victory of this game, Tezuka once again bet on his arm just like in the national competition.This damned bastard, why does he use this kind of attitude every time?The kid you followed, he's not here now!

Using Tezuka Phantom all the time to chase the score to 4-4, Tezuka gasped violently and stared at Yamato, his right hand involuntarily covered his left arm that was starting to throb.

Therefore, he failed to notice that a small figure was quietly watching the game in a secluded corner of the stadium, with admiration and worry in his golden eyes.

Yes, the boy who was watched by Tezuka, but never dared to say that he likes him came.After overfulfilling today's training, he finally got the approval of Mifune's coach to watch the last game of the most admired minister in Japan.

The boy is very grateful to Yamato, so that he did not miss this wonderful game, nor did he miss sending off his most respected person in this way.

Looking at Tezuka's frowning in pain in amazement, Yamato's eyes were filled with shock and sadness.With a long sigh, he said softly, "Tezuka-kun, do you still remember when we first met?"

Meeting Tezuka's eyes full of doubts, Yamato's smiling lips twitched slightly: "At that time, I was suffering from old injuries, and the arduous rehabilitation repeatedly pushed me to the edge of giving up. It was you who appeared in my life In front of you, in that game, you reawakened my passion for tennis and continued my rehabilitation."

"But," with a smile, he gently lifted up the sleeve of his uniform, showing a hideous scar on his right arm in front of Tezuka, Yamato's calm voice trembled slightly: "That's right, I don't want you to repeat my mistakes .You are always sacrificing yourself and fighting for the team's victory, so it's almost time to set yourself free."

After a long silence, a faint smile climbed up the handsome face that had always been condensed and serious. Looking into Yamato's sad eyes, Tezuka said in a deep voice, "Let me enjoy the joy of tennis again."

Letting go of all the shackles in his heart and wantonly enjoying the joy of tennis, Tezuka felt more relaxed than ever.Little by little of the three years, young and smiling faces emerged in front of his eyes.In the ears, it seemed that the humble and proud voice came again: "Minister, I will take the seat of Qingxue pillar from you."

Echizen, my responsibilities are over, and I'm leaving.Hopefully when we meet again, we will still be on both sides of the net.

At the last moment, Tezuka's aura of perfection and perfection enveloped Tezuka's body, shocking every pair of eyes present, and also made those amber cat eyes glow with a smile full of fighting spirit.

Minister, you go ahead, I will catch up soon!

After defeating Yamato, Tezuka said goodbye to Fuji and Kikumaru with simple luggage.

Unlike Kikumaru's expressive reluctance, Fuji smiled and stared at his friend who he once regarded as his strongest competitor, with a touch of sadness in his ice blue eyes.

I used to think that the child would choose this person, but I didn't expect that the child was not by their side when this person left.

"Tezuka, I have a request, can you fight me again?" The gentle voice trembled slightly, and Fuji asked with a smile.

Staring at Fuji's eyes with a sad smile for a long time, Tezuka nodded, unloaded the luggage from his shoulders, and motioned for Fuji to walk into the side court.

Unsurprisingly, he was completely defeated by Tezuka. There were tears in Fuji's eyes, but no regrets.Gently pulling the figure who turned to leave, under the surprised stare of the other party, he took off a necklace from his neck, cherished the necklace in his palm and stroked it for a long time, then put it in Tezuka's hand.

"There's nothing to give you, I think, you'll like this one." His eyes lingered on the oval pendant, and Bu Er smiled and opened the cover of the pendant.

Following Fuji's gaze, Tezuka looked at the pendant in his palm and was stunned.There was a small photo in it, which was the face he missed day and night.

"Go, Tezuka, take our dreams and him whom we love deeply." Tears slipped down the corners of his eyes quietly, the smile on Fuji's face became brighter, and his voice choked.

"Thank you, Fuji." Putting the necklace on his neck carefully, Tezuka quickly turned around and left.