Chapter 35: Distress and Competitiveness
After a group of people made a fuss, they successfully got to the main topic of the day.
In addition to the match between Morinaga Yuya and Atobe Keigo that had been decided long ago, and the match between Marui Bunta and Akutagawa Jiro, Yanagi Renji once again took out Rikkai University's traditional lottery bucket.
Atobe Keigo leaned back in his chair and raised his hand to touch the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye.
"I don't have any problem with the lottery bucket, but can you be more normal when competing against us, Hyotei?"
Forgive him for not really wanting to see the Big Three of Rikkai University appear in doubles.
Niou Masaharu and Yagyu Hiroshi can fight two at a time, not to mention the people above them.
Although there is a lack of tacit understanding between partners and the opponent's moves can directly destroy various problems from the inside, this is not a reason to lose. Losing is losing, there is no reason.
In general, doubles play for Hyotei is not a challenge at all, unless he also plays doubles, but that is impossible.
Yukimura Seiichi held the coat that Morinaga Yuya had just stuffed into his arms, fearing that he would be cold. Even though the weather in June was not cold at all, there was only occasional breeze that brought a cool breeze.
But this was a rare act of concern from Youye. When he went home last night, he was afraid that this guy would be so shy that he would ignore him for several days.
In the moonlight, I could only vaguely see the other person's red ears. After returning to the villa and looking under the incandescent light, I realized that they were almost red enough to bleed.
He even grabbed two pieces of clothes and rushed into the bathroom after arriving in the room. It was not until Yukimura Seiichi finished washing up that he saw an extra quilt on the bed and Morinaga Yuya who was completely hidden in the quilt.
That night, Yukimura Seiichi lost the extremely warm pillow he had owned for only one day.
As a result, the other party returned to normal the next day, but would subconsciously pay more attention to him.
Although he knew in his heart that Morinaga Yuu was treating him as a patient, his concern was not so abrupt, just like the extra coat in his arms and the steaming water on the table...
Although he felt a little complicated when thinking about this, Yukimura Seiichi still had a smile on his face that was perfect.
"If the strength of the Ice Emperor requires us to be on high alert."
The implication is that if they are not strong enough, they can do whatever they want, as they are not a threat anyway.
Atobe Keigo took Yukimura Seiichi's words well. "Hmm, I'll train them well."
The other members of Hyotei who were drawing lots on the side suddenly felt as if the sky had fallen. They hoped that they would not die on Hyotei's court before the training camp was over.
"By the way, can you share the recipe for that drink?"
Keigo Atobe didn't really want to recall the taste, but it was obviously very useful, especially in motivating training.
"In exchange, I'll take care of the materials for the next year."
Yanagi Renji, who was originally recording the draw results, quickly walked to the side of Atobe Keigo.
"No problem, Atobe, what flavor do you want? We offer custom-made service."
Atobe Keigo snapped his fingers and said, "Give me a portion of everything you've experienced at Rikkai University."
“If only this wasn’t a scene where drink recipes were traded.”
The expressions of everyone present were divided into two groups. One group was Hyotei who felt that their future was hopeless, and the other group was Rikkaida who were happy that someone was going into the water with them.
Atobe is indeed a young master. After receiving the other party's reply that he can provide any material, Yanagi Renji sighed.
"It's okay, Atobe. This will be synchronized after the update."
Akutagawa Jiro, with tears in his eyes, hung on Marui Bunta with his hands and feet, "Bunta, I don't want to drink that horrible thing."
Marui Bunta couldn't suppress the upward curve of his mouth at all. He coughed lightly and raised his hand to pat Akutagawa Jiro's shoulder.
"You'll get used to it."
It’s just that after you get used to it, the drinks will also be updated.
Of course, don’t hit them for now. They will know when they should know.
The kind-hearted Bunta Marui thought so.
Knowing that he couldn't change Keigo Atobe's mind, he could only vent his frustrations about the tragic experience that was about to happen during the next training match.
"Yanagi Renji vs. Taki Oginosuke, 2-0, Yanagi Renji wins."
"Sanada Genichirō vs. Hou Chotaro, 2-0, Sanada Genichirō wins."
"Kirihara Akaya vs. Oshitari Yuushi, 1-3, Oshitari Yuushi wins."
After hearing the result, Keigo Atobe's gloomy face finally brightened up.
When he left the field, Yuushi Oshitari breathed a sigh of relief. If he had lost this game, Xiao Jing would probably rush up and kill him.
"Morinaga Yuuya vs. Atobe Keigo, best two out of three."
Standing in front of the net, Morinaga Yu also looked at Atobe Keigo's height. When will he be able to break through 170cm?
"Please give me your guidance, Atobe-kun."
Noticing Morinaga Yuya's gaze, a smile flashed across Atobe Keigo's eyes. It's very interesting, Morinaga-kun, do you care so much about your height?
"Please instruct Morinaga-kun from now on."
Morinaga Yuya stood at the serving point, holding the racket in his right hand and tossing the ball up with his left hand. The string of the ball touched the tennis ball, making a crisp hitting sound.
Kirihara Akaya had already taken the seat behind the coach's chair.
"Except for the time he used his left hand in the previous match with Sanada-senpai, it seems that the only time Morinaga-senpai used his left hand directly was when he was competing with Yukimura-kun."
Several people mixed in the Rikkai University team heard it clearly.
"You said his dominant hand is left?!"
Hearing this exclamation, Yuushi Oshitari subconsciously looked at Keigo Atobe on the court.
As expected, this was a good provocation, and Xiao Jing was completely ignited.
Kirihara Akaya glanced at the others who were making a fuss, looking puzzled.
"Don't you always eat with your left hand, Yuya-senpai? You can tell by observing."
Suddenly it felt like an arrow pierced my heart.
Niou Masaharu quickly covered Kirihara Akaya's mouth. He hadn't gotten completely familiar with Hyotei yet, and he was hoping to get closer to him so that he could add more teachers to Akaya's cram school. He couldn't leave too many bad impressions at this time.
Yagyu Hiroshi took a step forward and took the position that Kirihara Akaya had just occupied, and raised his hand to push up his glasses.
"Tomorrow we will practice the dual sword technique. I believe you will be able to do it later."
Kirihara Akaya, who was dragged away, looked sadly at the position that originally belonged to him. That was the most convenient position for him to be close to Minister Yukimura!!!
Marui Bunta pulled Jack Kuwahara forward, and now Kirihara Akaya could only see the wall of people.
"Senior will take you to train a new trick. Yukimura will definitely touch your hair and praise you then."
Kirihara Akaya, who was still struggling, stopped instantly and urged Niou Masaharu to hurry up with his eyes.
Niou Masaharu let go of his hand and ruffled Kirihara Akaya's hair, which was already messy from moving, making it even more messy.
You are such an idiot. Don't worry, senior will definitely be able to help you become an angel. If that doesn't work, he will help you reach the state of selflessness.
Kirihara Akaya, who had no idea of the tragic situation he would face next, walked around Niou Masaharu with joy.
The probing phase on the court has ended, and the rhythmic sounds of the balls have become heavier and shorter.
It was a high lob. Keigo Atobe jumped up to completely block the sun behind him, and swung his racket to smash it down hard.
"It's a waltz toward destruction."
The tennis ball hit the racket in Morinaga Yuya's hand straightly. The racket fell and the tennis ball returned to the opponent's court. Then Atobe Keigo jumped up and smashed the ball again. A ray of light transformed from the tennis ball returned straight to Morinaga Yuya's court.
"0-15."
Morinaga Yuya blinked and bent down to pick up the racket.
Cheers came from somewhere outside the stadium, "The winner is Atobe, the winner is Atobe."
Holding the racket in his right hand, he hit another high lob.
"Are you going to try to break Atobe's destruction?"
Marui Bunta, who had managed to get to the front with his nimble body, put his hands on the back of the chair and asked, "So, what other moves does Yuuya have up his sleeve?"
Yukimura Seiichi shook his head, "It's a pity that I haven't practiced with Yuya privately."
But the words sounded a bit helpless and lost.
Atobe Keigo smashed the ball again, "My moves are not so easy to break."
"0-30"
Looking at the racket falling to the ground again, Morinaga Yuya lowered his eyes, picked up the racket again, and changed the hand holding the racket to his left hand.
"You also noticed it, Atobe's insight is indeed very good."
So what will you do, Yuya? Will you choose to be broken?
Looking at Yuya Morinaga's serving posture, Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows. He gave up on the lob so quickly?
"It's just a normal speed ball, it won't work on Atobe."
The moment the tennis ball touched the racket, it turned into cherry blossoms and fell silently onto the court.
"15-30"
"That's a very interesting move, come again."
He didn't feel any mental power until he got close, and Atobe Keigo's eyes flashed.
"Although it looks very gorgeous, can you please not keep destroying and..." Mukai Taketo turned his head to look at Yagyu Hiroshi, "What is the name of Morinaga's move?"
Hiroshi Yagyu: "Falling cherry blossoms."
"The moves Destruction and Falling Cherry Blossom keep appearing. They can't possibly spend the entire round trying to break each other's moves. The score is already over 100."
The curve of Yukimura Seiichi's mouth disappeared when the score reached 51-50. Now there was no expression on his face, and he leaned back in his chair with his chest folded.
Marui Bunta had already hidden far away, and Jack Sanghara, who was caught in front of Marui Bunta and stood in front of him, kept rubbing his head.
Important rules for survival at Rikkai University - unless necessary, please leave the battlefield in time, otherwise the probability of being implicated is as high as 95%.
Akutagawa Jiro had already fallen into a deep sleep on the grass nearby.
Yuushi Oshitari quickly shook his head. He wanted to live in peace for the time being.
"Xiao Jing is having a great time playing, and it's more likely to be ruined if we disturb him now."
The only one who was somewhat happy off the court was Yanagi Renji, who was writing down the data furiously. He believed that by the end of this game, he would be able to fully grasp the data of these two moves.
Suddenly a cell phone rang, "Yuya~ the case has arrived! Yuya Yuya!"
It's a ringtone recorded by Xin Yi Ge.
Morinaga Yuya stopped preparing to serve and looked at Atobe Keigo.
Atobe Keigo snapped his fingers and said, "Well, go ahead. You can continue to fight me later."
"Thanks."
Morinaga Yuya quickly ran over and took out his cell phone from his tennis bag. Atobe Keigo slowly walked to the rest area and the housekeeper handed him a towel.
When he saw the caller clearly, his eyes, which were originally bright from playing basketball, now had a soft luster.
"Conan, what happened?"
Conan was sitting on the sofa at home, with a preview letter of Kaito Kid on the table in front of him.
"Are you playing tennis, Yuya?"
Hearing the more mature voice, Morinaga Yuu also realized that there was no outsider around him now.
She sat cross-legged on the ground, holding her phone with her head tilted to the side, searching for tissues in her bag, her tone cheerful and intimate.
"Yes! Shinichi-nii, tennis is actually quite interesting. I'll teach you when I have time~"
"Yuya."
Morinaga Yuya looked up and saw the towel and a bottle of water being handed to him.
Yuya was in a good mood and subconsciously smiled widely, revealing his two dimples.
"Thank you Jingshi~"
He was stunned for a second at Morinaga Yuya's smile, and then it seemed that he was just delivering something, and Yukimura Seiichi left quickly.
Even though he couldn't see anyone, Conan could still imagine Morinaga Yuya's bright eyes, "I'll come and watch your match."
"This time I want to ask if Yuya is interested in watching Kaito Kid?"
"I remember it was the guy Shinichi-nii always wanted to catch?"
Morinaga Yuya still remembers the first time Shinichi failed to catch someone, he kept nagging him for the whole day.
"Please, Yuya. I've also contacted that guy Hattori. I've also asked Officer Hagiwara and Officer Matsuda. If they have a day off that day, they'll come too." Conan gritted his teeth and flames ignited behind him. "We'll definitely catch him this time!"
Morinaga Yuu was also shocked. What on earth had this Kaito Kidd done? Shinichi's fighting spirit was completely ignited, and he even found so many people.
"Okay, okay Shinichi."
Conan returned to normal, "Dr. Agasa picked up a person from that organization, she also became smaller, if you go home stay away from her."
"Is Dr. Agasa safe now? And Shinichi-san, you should also be careful. Be sure to call and buy some gifts for Xiaolan-san."
This is where Morinaga Yuya can be of the most help right now. "Last time, Sister Xiaolan was practicing karate, she collapsed a wall."
If you don't leave yourself a way out, you will be dead, Brother Xinyi.
Conan choked on the water, "Ahem, Dr. Agasa is safe. I'll call Ran later. Any recommendations for gifts?"
Morinaga Yuu also thought of the birthday gifts he received in the first few years - several sets of Sherlock Holmes detective works.
"As long as Shinichi doesn't give me any Sherlock Holmes collection, I think it's fine."
Conan obviously thought of those gifts as well and touched his nose guiltily.
Isn't that to cultivate Yuya Morinaga's interest in reasoning? Besides, no one can refuse Sherlock Holmes!
"How could I possibly send Lan? She doesn't like reasoning."
So does he like it? Yes, he does, and Morinaga Yuuya shows his half-moon eyes.
"Could you consider handicrafts? But Shinichi, please watch out for fingerprints."
"I'll go check it out. It's this weekend. Don't forget, Yuuya."
Morinaga Yuuya thought about his future plans. "Weekend? I might bring someone with me. Is that okay?"
"No problem, I'll contact her later." Conan checked the time. "Let's not talk about it for now. I'm going to call Lan."
Morinaga Yuya listened helplessly to the sound of the phone being hung up. "Shinichi-san is really something. I hope he doesn't start talking about Sherlock Holmes again in the middle of the call."
He picked up a towel with his right hand and casually wiped the sweat off his face, while searching for Kaito Kidd on his phone screen.
Kaito Kidd's latest target is the 'Light of the Nebula', a deep blue gemstone with a texture as dreamy as a nebula.
"It's Sonoko-sister's house again. It's Mr. Jirokichi who initiated the challenge. No wonder."
Suzuki Jirokichi's persistence in catching Kaito Kidd is not the first or second time, and people have become accustomed to it.
Seiichi Yukimura stood not far away, looking at Yuya Morinaga thoughtfully.
Sanada Genichirō suddenly spoke up, "Let's talk, he'll understand."
Noticing the surprised looks of the others, Genichirō Sanada pulled down the brim of his hat.
"From his swordsmanship, it's clear he's a man of determination. It's just a verbal agreement to win the championship. He can't understand that kind of emotion. Or maybe you should ask him after the Kanto tournament starts."
Formal competition is the best stimulant.
Yukimura Seiichi chuckled, "It's rare to hear you praise someone like that, Genichirō."
Genichirō Sanada turned his head and said nothing more.
Morinaga Yuya, who was swiping down the screen to see if there was any other information, looked up when he heard footsteps.
Yukimura Seiichi stood in front of him, "Yuya, what do you think of the match against Atobe?"
"Very interesting." Noticing that Yukimura Seiichi was in a bad mood, Morinaga Yuya put down his phone, "Seiichi, are you unhappy? Why?"
Yukimura Seiichi squatted down and looked Morinaga Yuya in the eye. "Yuuya could have made it so that Atobe couldn't hit the lob, right? Then why are you so obsessed with breaking his moves head-on?"
"That's an interesting move." Morinaga Yuya tried to analyze Yukimura Seiichi's mood. "Are you dissatisfied?"
"Tennis isn't about reasoning. You don't need to completely analyze your opponent's moves. All you have to do is hit the ball back so that he can't receive it."
This was the first time that Morinaga Yuya clearly saw the disapproval in Yukimura Seiichi's eyes.
"Because I don't have a desire to win?"
Sanada was right, Morinaga Yuya understood everything.
"Yes, those who don't want to pursue victory won't go far."
It’s not that Morinaga Yuu doesn’t want to win, he just doesn’t have it in tennis right now.
Just like when he is reasoning, he always wants to surpass Kudo Shinichi, Hagiwara Kenji or Matsuda Jinpei; when he is competing in karate, he always wants to defeat those who are older than him; when he is competing in kyudo, he wants to lead the team to the national level and win the championship.
These are things he started to come into contact with and even integrated into his life very early on.
But tennis is not like that. His purpose in starting to play tennis was not pure. Although tennis was indeed very interesting, it did not rank high in his heart. He had too many things to do.
"It wasn't long after I started learning tennis that I defeated a tennis club. Now, apart from you, Jingshi, I don't think there's anyone in junior high who can beat me. Victory is mine, and that's enough."
"I'm glad that you recognize my strength, Yuya."
Seiichi Yukimura understood that the best way was to let Yuya Morinaga fall, and fall hard, so that he would take tennis seriously.
"Did Mori-senpai have a serious fight with Yuuya?"
"Brother Shouzaburo doesn't have time to compete with me."
Every day I am busy being trained and tutored by Senior Ochi, and every day is miserable.
"I understand. Let's wait until the last day to finish off Atobe in the match."
"Is Seiichi going to invite Juzaburo-nii over?"
Yukimura Seiichi didn't answer directly, "Yuya, take a break and then go to training."
He seems to be the most obedient, but in the end he is the one who needs to spend the most time and effort to solve the problem.
Even though Atobe Keigo was just drinking a drink, he still shook his goblet.
"Solved?"
"Thank you, Atobe. Otherwise, I don't know how long it would have taken to discover this problem."
"But I'm also very happy to break the record. Those guys wanted to surrender after just two goals."
Atobe Keigo glanced at the other people on the court. Some were playing, some were training, some were playing pranks, some were eating cake, some were getting angry and getting punished with iron fists, and there was one person standing in front of the guard...
"It's not easy being a minister, but at this rate, Sanada, won't he just get dumber and dumber?"
It was originally a single cell, and one punch would have wiped out the little intelligence it had.
Yukimura Seiichi thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense. "Atobe, you are right. I will suggest that Sanada fight somewhere else in the future."
"Do you need my help with Morinaga's problem? I can contact a professional player to come over."
As a tennis player, Keigo Atobe also doesn't want to see such a talented guy go down like this.
Yukimura Seiichi glanced at the message that hadn't been replied to yet, "I'll ask if you need anything. Yanagi's training schedule will be drastically changed over the next two days."
Mori Jusaburo, who had just finished training, slumped in his chair as if he had just emerged from the water.
Ochi Gekko wiped his sweat with a towel and said, "Juzoburo is making rapid progress."
Maori Juzaburo raised his hand with difficulty and swore, "When I get in, I will definitely overthrow them!"
Tanejima Shuji still looked like he wasn't wearing his half-sleeve properly. "Little Maori, it seems someone just sent you a message. Your phone keeps vibrating."
"Let me take a look."
Maori Jusaburo touched the phone on the table and said, "It's the young minister."
He sat up straight the moment he saw the message clearly.
【To Mori Senior
Do you know any great players?
Yuya has no competitive spirit in tennis now because he has no rivals in junior high school. I want him to fall.
FromYukimura]
"Oh, it's Yuya's tennis ball that's causing the problem." Thinking back to when he first transferred to Rikkai University, Maori Jusaburo scratched his head. "But it's normal. If I hadn't run into Moonlight-san at the club, I'd probably be in a similar situation to Yuya now."
The tennis club was led by a group of juniors he was not very familiar with. At that time, all those who could beat him had already gone on to higher education, leaving him alone in junior high school without any rivals.
Until he met Ochi Moonlight in the club and was nerfed to zero.
Tanejima Shuji was already withdrawing into a corner. "I remember my methods of training my juniors were normal. How could I not have done a good job?"
A powerful player? There's one right in front of you.
"Tanejima-senpai, it seems you haven't had a formal fight with Yuya."
"But Xiaoyou always looks at me with sparkling eyes, as if he wants to show off his skills."
What a sweet trouble.
Maori Jusaburo ignored Tanejima Shuji's actions and asked, "Tanjima-senpai, are you going?"
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