[Net King] I really can't play tennis

What upgrade system can help me better?I can't thank you enough!

"I don't need you to help me now, as long as the doctor explains to others that I really have amnesia, believe me, I don't have to pretend to be the original Yukimura Seichi.

"This matter can be covered up, as long as you don't find out your identity, and then help the Lihai University Tennis Club to complete the three consecutive championships."

The more Yukimura said, the more he felt that it made sense. He doesn't know how to play tennis and doesn't affect other people. As long as Li Haida finally completes the result of the national three consecutive championships, his mission will be completed!

"If the host doesn't need help, he can choose to shut down the system and turn it on again when needed."

It was probably a feedback from the program that was set up, but what I heard was exactly what Yukimura wanted. Since I made up my mind that as long as the final result is the same, I don't need this garbage system now.

It's useless at all, it's just fine to turn it off!

Yukimura thought so, and then happily chose to turn off the system.

Goodbye!Not long after the task is completed, I can bid farewell to this world and return to my own world!

Yukimura in the ward was in a good mood, but the members of the Tachikai Tennis Club outside the ward were not so happy.

The doctor had told them the general situation just now, and confirmed that Yukimura had indeed lost his memory.

However, the specific reason for the stimulation has not been found yet.

"I suggest you go back today, and it won't be too late to help Yukimura-kun recover his memory after he recovers." The doctor looked at the teenagers in front of him, "He still needs to rest for a while, but his daily life is not too big. The problem is that I am missing part of my memory. I will also inform the family members about this.”

Genichiro Sanada looked at the expressions of the others, and then turned to the doctor: "Then can we go in and talk to each other? No more than 5 minutes at most!"

Fearing that the doctor would not agree, Sanada said the last sentence in a hurry and hurriedly, with an unusually sincere tone.

"...Okay." The doctor hesitated for a while and finally agreed, "However, he doesn't remember you now, so it's best not to provoke him."

After getting permission, Sanada and others knocked on the door again.

This time, everyone entered the door.

Yukimura sat on the bed with a familiar smile on his face, but the words he said were strange: "It's you... I thought it was a doctor! Excuse me, is there anything else?"

Unaccustomed to Yukimura's current status, Genichiro Sanada pressed his hat down with his hands: "Xukimura..."

Liu Lianji next to him took out something from his ball bag and put it on Yukimura's bedside: "This is the videotape of the game that you asked to bring before you lost your memory. Restore memory!"

Yukimura felt helpless: "But I—"

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"It's okay if you don't want to watch it!" Akira Kirihara also took the lead, with a flattering smile on his face, "Anyway, we have already won the Kanto Competition, so Minister Yukimura can take a good rest, don't worry about the video— -Ouch!"

In the middle of speaking, someone flicked his forehead, and Kirihara hurriedly covered his head and cried out that it hurts.

Looking up, Marui Bunta was standing in front of him, thinking it was his good deed just now.

Before Kirihara could open his mouth to question, Marui preemptively said: "Idiot Akaya, you must have lost because you didn't want to be seen! I didn't expect it when I lost, but now I think Yukimura can watch videotapes?"

Kirihara, who was stung in his mind, quickly looked away, and did not forget to retort: ​​"I didn't think so!"

"However, Yukimura-kun's body hasn't recovered yet, so it's better not to act too hastily." Yagyu Hiroshi smiled at the person on the bed, "What's more, Yukimura-kun's memory hasn't recovered yet."

These words finally reached Yukimura's heart.

Just as she was about to agree, Liu Lian Er offered to leave first: "It's getting late, we should go back!"

"Jingshi, take a good rest, we'll come again another day."

The last few words were bitten very hard, and there were deep meanings inside and outside the words.

The third day I can't play tennis

A group of people came and went in a hurry, and soon left the hospital.

Yukimura, who stayed in the ward, fell into deep thought: Listening to what Liu Renji said just now, it seems that he doesn't quite believe in himself, and it seems that there is still a lot of trouble ahead.

But Yukimura didn't take it to heart, he now has an excuse of amnesia, and he believes that the future can be perfunctory with this.

As soon as I was in a relaxed mood, I naturally didn't pay attention to my feet. The moment I lifted the quilt and was about to stand up, my legs and feet gave way and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he climbed to the edge of the bed quickly with his eyes and hands, so that his legs were not injured and his wounds were ruptured.

Chief Yukimura sighed, why did he forget that his body is still half-crippled now?

Due to illness, his limbs were weak and his muscles were atrophied, especially in his lower body. Now he even struggles to walk.

Thinking of this, Yukimura subconsciously touched the surgical scar on his abdomen.It took a week for the scabs to scab over there, and the threads hadn't been removed, entrenched on the fair skin like earthworms, destroying the original beauty.

Then again, isn't Yukimura Seiichi an athlete?Why is her complexion so abnormally white?It's not like a person who stays outdoors and trains all year round.

After realizing this, Yukimura couldn't help but look at his hands again, and there were no calluses on his hands.

No matter how well-maintained a person is, his hands will inevitably wear and tear in daily life, but Yukimura Seiichi's hands are as white as a bottle of porcelain, only the traces of intravenous injection can be seen faintly on the back of the hands.

Probably because of being in the hospital for too long.

After thinking about it for a long time, there is only one reason that can explain it.

No matter what, I still need to take good care of my body first, otherwise I won’t be able to cope with other things, so I’ll start trying to contact rehabilitation tomorrow.

After making up his mind to lie back on the bed, Yukimura's upper and lower eyelids also began to fight, his tense nerves were completely relaxed, and he gradually fell asleep.

……

After leaving the hospital, it started to rain lightly in the sky.

When a few people got off the tram and returned to the entrance of Kanagawa Station, thick dark clouds had already covered up the sunlight when they came, and there was a thunderous explosion in their ears, and then the rain became heavier and gradually became a downpour.

Seeing that the figures on the sidewalk thinned out, the vehicles on the road no longer slowed down to avoid splashing water on people.

"Ah, what a pity!" Marui looked at the rain that would not stop for a while, propped his chin and muttered, "I didn't bring an umbrella when I went out today."

Liu Sheng also raised his head and looked at the rain, "Although I brought an umbrella, it seems that I can't take everyone away."

At this time, it seems that there are too many people is not a good thing.

"Then show your partner's friendship and take me with you." At some point, King Ni took out the umbrella from Yagyu's bag, opened it and said meaningfully: "...Yayuu, so you like this style ?"

The pink lace-trimmed umbrella made everyone's eyes irritated, but the person concerned just pushed his glasses slightly and explained calmly: "My sister just likes it."

I knew that Liu Sheng was a sister-in-law, but I didn't expect it to reach such a point!

"Niou-kun, if you want to use this umbrella, I can lend it to you." Liu Sheng said with a look of resignation, and his tone was extremely gentle.

Thinking of being a big man holding such an umbrella, King Ni could not help feeling a little chilly: "Thank you, but I don't want to use it anymore."

"Hahahaha, you're welcome, Senior Nioh!" Kirihara couldn't hold back for a long time, and said with a smile, "It's just a flower umbrella, and it's not a big deal! It's fine if it can keep out the rain!"

King Ren smiled but did not smile: "Then I will show the love of my seniors and give this umbrella to Chi Ye, so how about you go back with it?"

"do not want!"

"You're welcome, Chiya! Don't you want to go home?"

"Even if I go back in the shower, I definitely don't want to hold this umbrella!"

"Ah, then you two can hold an umbrella and go back!" Marui watched the excitement without thinking it was a big deal, stretched out his hand to look out, and nuzzled: "Just like that couple!"

Kirihara and Nioh turned their heads to see: under a small red umbrella, the tall boy was holding the umbrella and carefully tilting the umbrella towards the shorter girl, protecting her from the rain.

Then--

For this reason, the rainwater gathered on the umbrella surface continued to flow straight onto the girl's head, pouring a chill all over her body.

The girl suddenly said a word to the boy weakly, and the boy straightened the umbrella, and the two gradually walked away.

"This is an enemy...not a couple, right?" Kuwahara couldn't help but complain.

Others also agreed.

Seeing that they still had the energy to tease and play, Sanada suddenly felt angry: Is this the time to be so leisurely? !

The national competition is just around the corner, and Yukimura suddenly loses his memory again, and he doesn't know when he will be able to return to normal.

The result of the Kanto Tournament is not satisfactory, and there are still a lot of things waiting for them to solve in the tennis club. How can they be so leisurely? !

"You guys... double the training from tomorrow!!"

Sanada's back molars were grinding loudly, and he could hear it clearly even in the pouring rain.

The sudden doubling of training hit everyone's heads, and Kirihara was the first to not accept it: "Hey—why?!"

"The national competition is just one month away, and we must not relax these days!"

Sanada frowned and said sharply: "The failure in the Kanto Competition must never happen again! We must work together with Yukimura! If