[Net King] I really can't play tennis

He stood up on his legs, "I definitely want to preach to you the other way around!"

Yukimura restrained his smile, and there was no soft light in his eyes, and said coldly: "If you can do it, try it!"

Hand, unconsciously clenched the racket.

The back of Yukimura's hands burst out unconsciously, it was after this sentence that Echizen tried so hard to knock himself down.

So far, everything is under control.

Yukimura closed his eyes.In my mind is a conversation between two people.

"Why did you lose the game?" Seiichi Yukimura asked looking at the person with the same face as himself, "Is there no way to win?"

Seiichi Yukimura on the opposite side smiled, "Yes, it's just that you didn't remember it."

"Didn't I remember...?" Yukimura murmured this sentence, his own memory still had incomplete parts.

Although the strength has recovered, the mentality of the game is a little out of balance.

Probably because remembering the tragic loss of the game, even the mood was clouded, and Yukimura was a little lost.

I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose, and I can't lose.

A chance to do it all over again, a chance to win the national championship three times in a row, in this world where even the Kanto Grand Prix has been won, Yukimura will never allow himself to lose the crown of champion here!

After opening his eyes abruptly, the aura around Yukimura also changed suddenly, as if a sword had just been unsheathed, and it was shockingly sharp.

But Echizen's mood was much better than before.

Yukimura had such a strong reaction to his words, it must be said that he must have poked at the opponent's weakness.

And what Echizen thought was right.

Yukimura was indeed suffering in his heart.

He didn't know how to conquer the last level of the selfless state - the sky and the clothes are seamless.

If it is true, as Echizen Minamijiro said, everyone has a seamless moment, then why has he never felt it?

I really—really couldn't do that.

I have no way to enjoy tennis like Echizen.

Maybe I was wrong at the beginning, I shouldn't put my desire for victory above the enjoyment of the game, that's why I caused this ending.

Obviously I don't like tennis, but I want to stand higher than everyone else, and the result is that I fall hard into the clouds.

It has never happened to me to enjoy the fun of the game, because he is not playing tennis alone, he can do whatever he wants, be unrestrained, and not care about any consequences of the game.

He really can't do that at all!

Since childhood, Yukimura has been playing tennis that is not his own.

When he was in middle school, he often thought about not only winning or losing his own game, but the gain or loss of the game including everyone.

Because he is not only Yukimura Seiichi, but also has the title of head of the Tennis Department of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School on his title.

Accustomed to considering all aspects in the game, and also accustomed to the members' trust in him, Yukimura always thought that he could do it perfectly.

However, the self who was trusted in this way lost in the key national competition.

Even though he was comforted by everyone, as if nothing had happened, he was still the respected minister.

But there is always a voice in my heart, constantly reminding myself: Admit it, Yukimura Seichi!You are not a good minister at all, you have failed the expectations of all the staff!If you win the game, you can achieve the goal of the national three consecutive championships.

If you hadn't lost, the current Lihai Tennis Club would be recorded in the annals of history instead of what it is now!

You not only lost the championship in Kanto, you lost the efforts of your seniors, you even lost the national competition, you lost the efforts of all members!

You are not worthy to be the minister of Lihai University at all!

Day Four of Loving Tennis

During that dark time, Yukimura also kept thinking about what he did wrong, what went wrong to lose the game?

Yukimura couldn't figure it out.

But everyone excused him and found a reason for him.

Yukimura, you just recovered from a serious illness. Your body may not have fully recovered. It is a miracle to be able to stand on the field.

Yukimura, you don't know the strength of the opponent, who knows that the opponent will continue to evolve.

Yukimura, you haven't played a game for a long time, it's just a win or loss, don't worry about it so much.

On the one hand, Yukimura accepted their enlightenment gratefully, but on the other hand, he couldn't let go of it completely in his heart.

So he chose to escape temporarily.

Originally, I only chose tennis so that I could go home, but what I longed for in my heart should be painting.

There may be less than 1% of the truly talented players in the world who can climb to the top. It may not be a bad thing to see your own boundaries before that.

In the past, Yukimura thought that he was talented, so he was able to be invincible.But now it seems that this understanding is wrong. I have no tennis talent at all, and I don't like tennis that much, so I lost to Echizen Ryoma.

So under the astonishment, puzzlement and even anger of the crowd, Yukimura unexpectedly put down the tennis ball completely.

"I... don't want to play tennis anymore."

After the announcement, Yukimura still remembered the shocked expressions of all of them.

"Yukimura, do you know what you're talking about?" Sanada was the first to stand up, his eyes were wide open and he was in surprise, "Why did you give up playing tennis?"

And Liu Ye at the side was surprised at first, then seemed to think of something, and lowered his voice in disbelief and asked: "Could it be because... your illness has returned?"

Others also reacted and spoke one after another:

"Yukimura, are you still sick?"

"Yukimura, if you want to rest for a while, it's absolutely fine. We will train hard, and we will never let you worry about it!"

"Yes, yes, Minister Yukimura just needs to take care of his illness."

"Yukimura-kun, if you need anything, just ask, I can help you too!"

"If that's the case, Yukimura, you can rest assured and go for treatment!"

Facing their innocent faces and childish words, Yukimura took a deep breath and shattered their illusions.

"not like this."

The lively discussion disappeared in an instant.Only Yukimura's continuous opening and closing voice remained, hitting everyone's hearts word by word, shattering their fantasies to pieces.

"What I mean is—I will never play tennis again." Reaching out his hand to stop their urge to speak, Yukimura restructured his words, "It's not because of the body, nor because of anything else, it's just pure It's... I gave up... that's all."

"I know what you want to say, to persuade me not to give up, or think I'm just joking, but—"

When Yukimura said this, he paused for a long, long time.

"I... I feel really tired, tennis or something, that's all."

On the second day after saying these words, Yukimura resigned from his position as the head of the tennis club and completely quit club work.

It's not that Sanada didn't persuade them, but Yukimura stopped them with a smile, and gradually stopped mentioning them.

Although the way home is still the same, everyone's mood is different.

All the various topics about tennis that we talked about in the past have all become restricted areas.Sanada and Yukimura walked silently from the driveway all the way to the fork in the road, and said goodbye to each other.

Even the parents couldn't help worrying about this change, knocking sideways at the dinner table.

"Jingshi, it seems like you've been waking up late lately recently? Is it okay with Buhuo?"

"It's okay, I've already retired."

"Eh? Then you don't do tennis practice?"

"Not doing it. Because I don't want to play tennis."

"Is that so...?"

Mom was surprised at first, and then as if she knew something, she stretched out her hand and touched his head comfortingly, "It's okay, Jingshi. No matter what, it will pass."

"...Yum." Yukimura responded hoarsely.

Why are you still so sad?Obviously he has made up his mind, but the surging emotions in his heart made Yukimura's eyes gradually blush.

Back in the room still can not let go for a long time, Yukimura decided to use other things to divert his attention, no longer let himself immerse himself in it blindly.

It was at this time that I met my teacher, Shimizu Kazuya.

……

"Yukimura!"

Sanada's voice rang in his ears, and Yukimura regained consciousness, "Are you okay?"

After leaving the field, he has not spoken, and has maintained a posture without moving. This state is very worrying.

"It's okay." Yukimura turned around and saw everyone looking at him worriedly, "I just remembered something from the past."

After worshiping Shimizu and Yemen, Yukimura completely drifted away from everyone.

On the one hand, it is because the teacher taught Yukimura very seriously and very seriously, and on the other hand, Yukimura himself chose to stay away from everything related to tennis.

Constantly rejecting the door, and sending messages can only get a few polite words. Even the best relationship will disappear completely in front of such a cold attitude.

From the day when he made up his mind, Yukimura had already expected it.

Gradually, gradually, even their names and appearances are completely forgotten.

"Minister!" Kirihara exclaimed excitedly, "Let's win in one breath! That little man is powerless to fight back!"

Judging from the situation, it is true that Yukimura has the upper hand, and the score gap is also narrow.