“Do you believe in miracles?”
These two words seemed to have their own magic power, shining brightly in Yukimura's ears.
How could he not believe in miracles? Especially now, he was looking forward to the word miracle happening to him.
"Believe in miracles, and I will bring you miracles!" Nioh's voice was firm and clear, ringing in Yukimura's ears.
Yukimura couldn't help but want to chuckle, "What miracle can you bring me?"
The only thing he could count on from Nioh was to bring victory to this game and allow Rikkai University to maintain its more than ten-year streak in the Kanto Tournament.
——That’s all!
The only thing the young man was obsessed with was the honor of tennis, and nothing else.
"hehe……"
The fox's chuckle echoed in his ears. In the video, Ren Wang's smile changed from handsome to cunning, with a bit of confidence that could not be ignored.
"Isn't my amulet useful?"
Yukimura Fukuji's thoughts...
Thinking back to the nights I slept so peacefully these past few days, and thinking back to those words that Niou just said...
I remember the amulet that Niou gave him seven days ago. He was determined to become the best player...
Things need special delivery methods——
"Nio, you..."
I felt my calm heartbeat suddenly jump for the first time because of someone's words.
Yukimura opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know how to finish the second half of the sentence.
"Yukimura——"
Nioh's eyes were as bright as the brightest star in the night sky, guiding Yukimura's uneasy heart at the moment.
"Make sure you catch it!" Ren Wang smiled as brightly as the morning sun, and reached out to take out the amulet that he had prepared in his pocket...
He pointed to Yukimura on the phone, "Did you see clearly? I'm sending it out!"
Yukimura was stunned: "...What?"
How to send it?
The next second, Yukimura saw that the smile on Niou's face remained unchanged, but the smile in his eyes became even deeper. His white arm with a thin layer of muscle suddenly raised up, and the red amulet with gilded patterns was thrown high into the sky by him.
"What are you doing?"
Is this the way to give a gift? Throwing it into the sky counts as giving it to him?
Is it that Niou is mentally ill, or is it that he is mentally ill?
Ren Wang looked up at the sky, his eyes full of bright smiles. He said, "So, you have to believe in miracles—"
“There is always a breeze in the world – blowing on your cheeks and warming your heart when you need it most!”
He lowered his head, looked at Yukimura seriously, and said, "Right now there will be a gust of wind that will deliver my blessing to your hands!"
Yukimura: "..."
Although he was very moved by these words, but...
"Thank you for your kindness, Niou."
But he sounds like a fool.
The wind cannot travel dozens of kilometers and carry a talisman from a tennis court to a hospital ward.
There is no such magical wind in the world... and there are no such magical things!
Yukimura's questioning only resulted in the word "Niou" being spoken.
"--Miracle!"
"It'll be there in five minutes!" Niou didn't even need to check the watch. He confidently gave Yukimura confidence, "Remember to open the window and hold out your hand..."
"Yukimura, I told you that a miracle will happen to you and to Rikkai University!"
"——Including your illness!"
Yukimura's body suddenly paused, "..."
In an instant he understood everything. Everything that Ren Wang had said before was a prelude to this sentence.
He wanted to build his confidence and eliminate his fear of surgery.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the handsome boy smiled sweetly, "...I am touched by your kindness!"
Yes, he appreciated the good intention, but he still didn't believe it...
He didn't believe that this miracle-like dream-like thing would happen to him——
After all, if God really treated him well, why would he let him lie in bed for a lifetime?
He had faith, but he didn't believe it completely!
Everyone in Rikkai University felt uncomfortable when they saw Yukimura Seiichi, who had a gloomy and quiet expression.
Their minister should have been the brightest rising star on the tennis court, but because of an illness, he could only lie here and wait for the final outcome of the game.
He should have been the brave warrior who fought bravely on the field and won victory for the team with his own strength!
But now——
"Minister, let me help you open the window!" Qiyuan Haikai heard it clearly. He didn't catch the other key points, but he heard that the window should be opened.
"Chiye--" Liu shook his head in disapproval.
What window should I open now? The guy from Nioh was joking, but Kirihara actually believed it.
"Senior Liu, Senior Ren Wang, I won't say much. A crazy courier will arrive in five minutes--"
Kirihara Akaya frowned and said unhappily, "If the window is not opened, how can the wind come in?"
Yanagi Renji: “…”
This child is not stupid now, he is just stupid!
He actually believed Niou's nonsense.
"Ryoou is just..." comforting...
"Senior Liu, I believe that Senior Renwang is not a man who talks big without any real intention!" The young man's eyes were shining and firm, and his words revealed his absolute trust in his senior.
"As a Rikkai University student, you shouldn't question your friendship with your comrades. Isn't that what my seniors taught me?"
The air was silent for a moment. That’s what they said, but…
Marui Bunta smiled and walked forward to rub Kirihara's head, "Yes, Kaido is right, we should indeed believe in Nioh!"
Kirihara's eyes lit up when he heard someone's support. He said to Yukimura on the bed with great interest.
"Minister, Senior Niou said that we must believe in miracles!" There is no harm in believing.
Looking at the silly child, Liu couldn't help but complain, "He's not a god! Are you sure he can control the wind?"
"Neon has 8 million gods. If Niou-senpai is moved by his actions, which god would ask him to help?"
Everyone: ...
What I mean is that gods are not the flowers in Niou's back garden.
Shocked, Yukimura did not hang up the phone, but just put it aside casually.
Seeing this, Renwang did not choose to hang up. He took out his Bluetooth headset, connected it to his mobile phone, put the phone on the coach's chair, and walked into the tennis court.
The little fox is also a teammate with a temper. Since they don’t trust him so much, of course he wants to see the shocked expressions of his teammates!
This play—he must hear it to the end!
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