Chapter 82 Chapter 82 Osaka
After winning the individual competition, Seiichi Yukimura soon received an invitation to participate in the Osaka Mayor's Cup.
For players who are preparing to embark on a professional path, this is a brand new starting point and opportunity.
As long as you can get points, it means you have entered the professional stage.
All will be seen.
"He must have been waiting for this day for a long time."
"Yes... never been sick."
“I should say, from a very young age.”
Xiangcheng burst out laughing: "If you count further back, it means he has been waiting for this day in his previous life."
She, Rika, and the members of the Rikkai University tennis club formed Yukimura Seiichi's support group and were about to go to Osaka to cheer for him.
Although Yukimura Seiichi said, "Isn't this a bit too grand?", everyone still uniformly ignored his opinion and turned to discuss the itinerary arrangements.
The protagonist of the story was forgotten in the corner.
Yukimura Seiichi could only helplessly drink the frozen juice bought by Yucheng, waiting for Yanagi Renji to announce his well-organized plan, and occasionally listen to the sudden inspiration of Yucheng and the others.
Well, let’s forget about big banners and stuff.
Of course he had no say, so the matter fell on Genichirō Sanada.
Sanada Genichirō received Yukimura's eager gaze and, under immense pressure, frowned and said, "Let's not make the banner."
Niou Masaharu raised his eyebrows and said, "Deputy Minister, doesn't the Minister deserve a big banner?"
...I can't respond to this.
Sanada looked at Yukimura for help, and following his gaze, everyone looked at the Rikkai University president who was left at the corner for the first time.
Yukimura Seiichi smiled innocently. Kaoru turned to look at Sanada and said, "Go and practice with him."
Sanada's legs and feet moved unconsciously.
After getting rid of these two guys, the rest of the things became simple.
This is also the first time for Seiichi Yukimura, so I hope they don't make it too abstract.
Sanada didn't have much to say, so he picked up his racket and asked him, "Want to play a game?"
"Ah," Yukimura Seiichi flexed his wrist, "Come to think of it, Xuanyirou, you actually listen to Kaoru."
"It's for you," Sanada answered calmly, "because everyone wants to bless you."
"Yes, it's really my honor to have friends like you."
Yukimura then became somewhat dejected: "Kaguya may not know, but Xuanyirou should be able to guess - if this time... then next year's national competition will still be up to you."
He will once again bid farewell to his dream of winning the national championship three times in a row.
Only this time, he wanted to fly higher.
Sanada Xuanyilang lowered the brim of his hat, and his tone was also depressed: "Yes, I know."
He raised his head: "But I won't let you down again."
"I believe you," Yukimura Seiichi said with a smile in his eyes, "Xuanyirou, I will carry all the beautiful memories of Rikkai University and bloom on a higher stage."
"Also, the most valuable thing I learned from Xiangcheng is that even though you may face failure, you should never lack the courage to challenge the strong."
The corners of Sanada's mouth rose unconsciously: "That's good."
We will eventually learn to reconcile with ourselves. This is not an escape, but a preparation for the next challenge.
"But, when are you going to mention this to Yuihara?"
Yukimura's eyes fell on the tall sycamore tree on the campus.
"No...actually, I'm probably afraid of separation."
The tree will always be there, but it is difficult for migratory birds flying far away to find the tree that belongs to them.
No matter how reluctant we are, everyone knows very well that youth, which we only have once, will involve all kinds of farewells.
Some good friends who are like conjoined twins will never be seen again after graduation, and some couples who swear to be together for a lifetime will find someone else in a short time.
That is why youth seems so beautiful and precious.
so……
"If you earn points, does that mean you've become a professional player?"
Yanagi Renji hummed softly. Yukimura Seiichi's supporters instantly fell silent, and even Kirihara Akari huddled behind Kuwabara.
Xiangcheng stared at Yukimura Seiichi who was warming up on the field and said, "That's too much."
"Kyouhara, don't think like that... Yukimura..." Sanada hesitated to speak.
Xiangcheng said calmly, "I've thought about it. I had a premonition a long time ago."
It had been a long time since she found Yukimura Seiichi in a bad mood. From the day she learned about his dream, she knew that he would leave as long as the opportunity allowed.
"But it's still very sudden."
Regarding the matter of "Yukimura Seiichi becoming a professional player", Xiangcheng had two contradictory emotions.
Niou Masaharu had a unique way of comforting people. He placed one hand on Yagyu as if he had no bones: "Are you really regretting not agreeing to Yukimura earlier?"
Everyone is very curious about this question.
Xiangcheng thought carefully for a moment and said, "No. I think that time is the best."
"Tsk," Niou shook his head. "You're really too rational, Jieyuan. If it were anyone else, they'd probably be wishing time could go back to the first day they met."
"Seishi wouldn't want me to make that assumption."
"In fact, if I could, I would like to go back to the time when he was not sick."
He must have been very cute at that time.
Everyone stopped talking and silently recalled Yukimura Seiichi at that time.
Some are mischievous, some are lively, and their eyes are full of desire for victory.
He would allow Sanada to punish them, but would act as a firefighter when Sanada really got angry.
When he's around, it feels like the sun will never set.
"It's about to begin." Rika interrupted the silence of the group.
There has been so much talk about "genius players" in recent years that the live commentators have had to change the term.
"Son of God" vs. Polish teenager.
The opponent has participated in several professional competitions and also competed in the four major competitions last year.
Yukimura Seiichi did not dare to provoke easily, but chose a more cautious approach to test his opponent.
The Polish youngster, who did not perform well in last year's tournament, is doing just the opposite. For this newcomer, his idea is to quickly break down the defense and then maintain his strength to prepare for the next round.
But when returning the ball, he keenly noticed something was wrong. This strange feeling lasted for several rounds. When he slowly lost his sense of touch, he exclaimed that he had been deceived.
It's too late now.
He tried hard to mobilize his other senses, trying to make up for the lost sense of touch, but was horrified to find that all five of his senses were obscured and the world was left with only silent darkness.
When facing a powerful opponent, a sense of crisis surges in my heart, and I have to accept the impending defeat.
6-0.
The Son of God's debut was perfect and astonishing.
Li Xiang held the camera that Xiang Cheng had provided in one hand and snapped her fingers with the other: "Bingo, it's all recorded!"
Marui Bunta leaned forward and said, "Then we can make a debut compilation album for the chief minister?"
"The word 'debut'..." Yagyu Hiroshi pulled him away: "It seems a bit strange."
"That's about right. With our minister's looks, figure, and skills, he must be—"
Before Marui could finish his words, Kuwabara covered his mouth. Kuwabara smiled apologetically at Xiangcheng and said, "You know, Bunta just can't control his mouth."
"Oh, it's okay," Yuihara Kaoru blinked, "I think too—Yukimura Seiichi will shock the world."
Kuwabara and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
If Yuihara Kaoru thinks the minister is leaving and breaks up with him in anger, they will both have to commit seppuku to apologize.
Li Xiang scoffed at their caution: "You underestimate Xiang Cheng too much."
"Well, it's not easy for the Minister to be single."
Xiangcheng pretended to be worried: "What if he goes to France and finds a new love?"
Marui Bunta was the first to get nervous: "No way? Yukimura isn't that kind of person!"
"If that's the case," Niou Masaharu stood up straight and said, "I support you in finding eight!"
"Masaharu seems to care about Xiangcheng a lot." At some point, Yukimura Seiichi, who had already come out of the player tunnel, came to meet them and heard these words.
Niou Masaharu...
Sometimes I really want to call the police.
Niou Masaharu coughed to cover it up, then thought, this is Osaka anyway - I can't punish him by running laps!
"If Masaharu is so helpful, I'll leave Akaya's English to you!"
...It's better to just run laps.
Facing everyone's sympathetic looks, Niou Masaharu gritted his teeth and agreed.
"When is the next game?" asked Yanagi Renji.
Yukimura took his phone from Xiangcheng and checked the new email from the tournament organizers: "Tomorrow afternoon."
"So what are your plans for this afternoon? Rest or something?"
Yukimura Seiichi paused, then turned to look at Xiang Cheng: "I want to take Xiang Cheng to a place."
"Your fate is in your own hands—how could you possibly beg..."
"Shhh—" Yukimura Seiichi stopped her from blurting out the words.
He rang the bell devoutly, clapped his hands and made a wish.
Xiangcheng pursed her lips and did as she was told.
Then he picked up the amulet and wrote their names stroke by stroke.
The lady selling the amulets asked enthusiastically, "Do you need a fortune?"
"No, thank you." Yukimura Seiichi rejected the suggestion, then stood on the corridor outside the shrine, staring inside and thinking for a long time.
Xiangcheng never interrupted him.
The amulet in my palm was hot and burning.
"Let's go."
Xiangcheng looked back at the entire view of the open-air shrine and held Yukimura's hand tightly: "Don't worry about me."
"But... don't make me worry about you."
Yukimura took her hand and placed it on his chest: "Okay."
Xiangcheng wiggled her finger. "Don't be so serious. Do you want to go somewhere else? I heard from Huali that there's some super delicious ramen!"
Yukimura put aside his thoughts and opened the map without any objection to find the store that Xiangcheng mentioned.
The next morning, the members of the tennis club accompanied Yukimura to practice, Rika volunteered to record the materials, and Kaoru came out alone and found the Rurikawa house.
After explaining the purpose of our visit to the host, a middle-aged man with a loose coat and an unshaven beard came and opened the door.
"Ha, your eyes really look like that old man's."
Xiangcheng bowed: "Hello, Mr. Liulichuan."
Liu Lichuan waved his hand and pulled his coat, which was about to fall off, back onto his shoulders: "You're welcome, come in... Well, be careful of that cat, it's a bit fierce."
Then he clapped his hands and chased away the panting civet cat.
Liulichuan's courtyard and mansion were as rambling as he was. After sitting down, Xiangcheng saw that his eyes were slightly bloodshot, and the drawer he opened was cluttered with headache medication.
Noticing her gaze, Liulichuan Ruzhuo simply leaned back: "See? - This is the fate of a so-called genius."
Xiangcheng didn't respond.
Liu Lichuan continued in this posture: "The old man in your family tried to persuade me for a long time, but I can no longer leave that state."
"The dissociation after each match was painful, and gradually developed into a severe headache."
"The last game... I had a huge argument with my teammate. He kept talking non-stop and my headache was so bad that all I could hear was a buzzing sound."
"If your friend, or you, also reaches this state, then I can only tell you—it won't stop."
"Or maybe you will have a better idea."
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