Chapter 73 Chapter 73 Tutoring
Yukimura soon discovered that after finishing her practice matches, Xiangcheng often ended her training early to come to the tennis court to see him.
Besides feeling a little flattered, I was also very confused.
Xiangcheng is not the type of person who would skip training because of other things.
Especially during the afternoon work, she is usually the last one to leave.
But when asked, Xiangcheng always said that he was fine, so I just wanted to come and see how his competitions and training were conducted.
……All right.
Finally one day, he could enjoy the luxury of having his girlfriend come to the court to watch him train.
It’s a bit sad to say it.
What Xiangcheng noticed was whether Yukimura showed a "flow"-like pattern in the plans he made every day.
But for several days, she only found that Yukimura had secretly increased a lot of strength training.
Including his wrist guards and ankle guards, they are all weighted.
The entire training process seemed too normal.
Xiangcheng couldn't observe anything so she let it go. Anyway, the U18 individual competition was about to start. By then, Yukimura, who was immersed in the game, would not avoid her like this, as if he had guessed something.
It has to be said that Xiangcheng's guess is extremely sharp. After Xiangcheng no longer appeared on the tennis court that day, Yukimura finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Yanagi Renji said thoughtfully, "You don't seem to be using the 'Five Senses Annihilation' skill much these days."
"Yes..." Yukimura took off a set of weights from his feet and jumped on the spot to adjust. "I don't want Xiangcheng to learn from me."
Yanagi Renji was speechless: "Do you think... this kind of thing can be learned casually?"
Yukimura Seiichi's tone was filled with pride but also concealed worry. "Kaguya once mastered the skill of foresight, but that was on the volleyball court."
"Good data." Yanagi Renji's eyes suddenly became sharp: "So, you don't want her to..."
"It's very tiring. I wish she wouldn't continue."
"But...she must have noticed that I was hiding on purpose."
Yukimura stared at the path that Xiangcheng would take and said, "There won't be anything we can do when the competition starts in a few days."
She was so stubborn, and I wonder how much effort she put in private to be able to spike the ball with her left hand.
This time he guessed wrong.
Xiangcheng did follow him to the competition, and carefully studied his mental world in his last few games that required careful consideration.
But as the game ended, when he walked towards her, he was only surrounded by a very light hug.
"You must be exhausted, Seiichi."
Yukimura rested his head on her shoulder: "It's okay."
"I mean the brain. It should be very tired."
"Hmm..." Yukimura turned his still sweaty nose slightly outward: "A little bit."
Xiangcheng's not-so-delicate fingers touched his temples: "Is it here?"
Yukimura Seiichi took her index finger and pressed it against the spot on the back of her head where the nerves were twitching excessively. "Here."
Xiangcheng's fingers ran through his messy hair, reached that spot accurately, and pressed down gently.
Yukimura closed his eyes.
It seemed as if all the hard work of the game ended at this moment.
Xiangcheng's mind was still struggling to find some words.
Should I say, "Don't work so hard anymore," or "Try another way?"
But no matter which one, she couldn't say it.
Because they are all proud enough, and devoted enough to the sport they love, that saying either word feels like blasphemy.
Before she reached this level, she just thought that Yukimura Seiichi was really amazing. How could someone treat the entire arena as a game that he had carefully designed?
She didn't know how Yukimura had dragged his newly recovered body to participate in the national competition, nor did she know how he accepted that ridiculous failure.
She only knew that in order to counter that "perfect" trick, he had tried every possible means and used his strong perseverance to hone an impeccable will.
How much pain did he have to go through to win game after game as calmly as he does now?
With the title of "Son of God", he accepted everything that everyone thought was their due.
How lonely and lost it is on the road to the top.
He couldn't even express his discomfort. If he showed even a little, everyone would question his career path.
Suddenly, a tear fell from Xiangcheng's eyes.
It meandered down along Yukimura's collar.
Yukimura sighed and hugged her tighter.
"It's okay."
——Since he chose this path, he has never regretted it.
"Then I want to practice too."
"no."
"You are too overbearing. You are preventing me from making progress."
Yukimura tapped her forehead in an angry and amused manner: "You already know what will happen, why do you still insist?"
"I want to be with you," Xiangcheng said seriously, "I will be careful."
"……good."
"Wow, I suddenly feel like I'm about to travel the world."
Yukimura's eyes were filled with smiles: "How did you come up with this idea?"
"Isn't that so?" Xiangcheng suddenly became excited. "We secretly practiced a unique skill and then astonished everyone—well, we'll be called the Male and Female Heroes!"
Yukimura Seiichi couldn't contain himself anymore, and he almost lost his usual charm while laughing on Xiangcheng's shoulder: "You, I don't know what you're looking at."
Xiangcheng stuck out her tongue: "Grandma likes watching martial arts movies!"
With this interruption, the sad atmosphere just now disappeared.
Both of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts and silently guarded each other's secrets.
Seiichi Yukimura also received the news that he had successfully advanced to the round of 16 of the U18 tournament, and the remaining matches will be held next week.
In the middle of the journey, they also faced the midterm exam that would determine the fate of the training camp.
"What?"
Matsumoto Gensune took the notice from Teacher Misaki with trembling hands, staring at the glaring bright red at the bottom with dark eyes.
After a round of practice matches, according to the plan, sports clubs can organize training camps as usual one week before the start of the regional preliminaries, but the prerequisite is that participants must pass the mid-term test.
Last year she was worried about Xiangcheng's physics, but fortunately, after her junior classmate Yukimura gave her special tutoring, Xiangcheng was finally able to pass the course.
But this year, two big troubles came at once.
Brigida, your Mandarin language score is still halfway to the passing line.
Nana Hitani, 27 points in mathematics, still a long way from passing.
Matsumoto Gensune almost couldn't catch his breath.
It’s not over yet… Teacher Misaki pointed upwards and said, Abe’s Mandarin is still a little bit lacking.
…
She's almost dying.
There are still five days left until the make-up exam.
Only after passing the supplementary exam can these people go to the training camp with them.
Matsumoto Genyin suddenly felt a huge sense of powerlessness.
During the meeting, the same atmosphere of powerlessness permeated the community office.
The three people who failed the test sat cautiously at the very end, trying to reduce their presence.
"Let's talk about what we should do," Matsumoto Genyin said in a hollow voice, pinching his solar plexus with his fingers.
After exchanging glances with Abe Makoto, Hanemiyo said, "Makoto, let me do it."
Matsumoto Genyin nodded: "Okay."
Xiangcheng looked at the pitiful appearance of the two schoolmates, coughed lightly, and raised her hand: "My country is better at Chinese, I'll take care of Brigida."
Tears welled up in Nana Hitani's aggrieved eyes.
Hey, look how uncomfortable the puppy is.
Rika then said, "Then I'll be in charge of Hitani-san."
After the others went to training, the six of them stayed in the community office for one-on-one tutoring.
Therefore, roars and wails of people on the verge of collapse could often be heard in the volleyball club's social office.
Some people fail the exam, and it's really as they deserve.
On the way home, Xiangcheng did the same thing as her minister.
"Jingshi, this is so hard for me!" Xiangcheng complained while rubbing her temples. "I don't think the school should make the same requirements for a foreign student."
Yukimura Seiichi took over her hands and helped her massage: "Aka also said, why should we learn English~"
"How does your tennis club help him with his tutoring? Is there any method that can produce results in a few days?"
Yukimura thought for a moment and smiled, "I think your previous method of intensive study of physics was a good one."
"It only applies to science, right?" Xiangcheng complained. "The problem is reading. It's too difficult for a foreign child to understand imagery."
"Ah...that's true." Yukimura couldn't help but think of his junior, Kelp-haired boy's worrying English grades.
Every family has its own problems.
"If I had known it would be so difficult, I shouldn't have taken the initiative." Xiangcheng sighed deeply.
Yukimura said with understanding, "You think Brigida came to Rikkai University because of your recommendation, right?"
That's why I have a sense of responsibility that doesn't belong to me.
Xiangcheng held his hand: "It seems to be like this."
"Then we can work together to find a solution." Yukimura shook his hand back.
Xiangcheng felt like her life had been saved: "That's great."
——Yukimura’s solution was to invite the national language master Yanagi Renji.
After Liu Lianer repeatedly showed an expression of "Why am I here?", Xiangcheng apologized and handed her a cup of tea: "Hehe, Liu, you are a good person!"
Yanagi Renji frowned and said, "Stop being a nice guy."
He then said, "Yukimura has agreed to let me collect data." Then he shook out an A4 paper, revealing questions densely packed on both sides.
Just as Xiangcheng was about to take a closer look, Yanagi Renji instantly pulled the paper away.
"So I will try my best." Yanagi Renji regained his calm expression and looked down at Brigida who was trying to pretend that she didn't exist.
Brigida: Who will save me?
Yanagi Renji, who has extensive tutoring experience, especially for English idiots like Kaitou, completed the task very seriously, allowing Brigida to safely pass the test with a score of 76.
"It's still better than Aka." In response to the thanks from Xiangcheng and Brigida, Yanagi Renji replied calmly.
Kirihara Akaya, who was skipping by with a 60-point report card in hand, said, "Huh?"
Nana Hinaya, who wanted to praise Xiangcheng, quickly put away her test paper.
——At least I can go to the training camp.
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