Was welcomed into the house warmly.
"Wow, it really looks like that. How about you become my son too?"
"Ahahaha~ I was just kidding~ Did it bother you?"
"I have two brothers now?! That's great!"
"Oh la~ You like to eat the same things as A-ichi~ That's great~"
"Just like brothers~"
Surrounded by his mother and sister, Yukimura looked at little Yukimura sitting on the sofa next to him, with a cute smile and excitement, and smiled slightly. It was a magical experience.
"Coach Yukimura, are you... from the future?"
The clever and perceptive Xiao Xingcun asked the questions in his heart while tending to the flowers and plants in the greenhouse.
From the time he saw it when he was 6 years old until now when he is 12 years old.
The boy in front of him looks similar to him. No, it can be said that they look the same. The older he gets, the more he looks like him.
He hasn't changed.
Yukimura just smiled and didn't answer him.
"Let's have a practice match?" The seventh time was at eight o'clock in the evening. Yukimura had eaten in the cafeteria of Hyotei Academy at around five o'clock, hosted by King Atobe.
The topic started with Karasuma Gaki, and Xiao Jing did remember Gaki.
After all, that white-haired boy is indeed someone who easily leaves an impression on people, whether in terms of appearance, height or personality.
The Ice Empire King, who had just defeated the Ice Empire Tennis Club, looked at him with a proud look on his face.
In a nonchalant tone, he asked about the current situation of his one-time coach, with whom he had only been together for a few hours.
"Hehe~ He is mine."
The young Ice Empire King opened his mouth with a confused expression as if asking, "Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Anyway, thank you for hosting Yuan, and thank you for hosting me. In return, I will play a practice match with you. I look forward to your insight evolving in advance."
Train with Atobe at Hyotei Academy until the wormhole opens.
Playing practice matches with myself really allows me to evolve rapidly every minute and every second.
Yukimura knows himself very well, and guiding himself is as easy as breathing.
Even if it can't be changed.
You can't give up like this, just keep working hard to become stronger.
Yukimura slept at his own home, Bunta slept at Kitade's home, and Karasuma Gaki found a hotel.
At five in the morning, Karasuma Gaki got up.
He should be in the eighth wormhole time now. After a simple wash and exercise, he is waiting for the ninth shuttle at eight o'clock in the morning.
After being sucked away again, Karasuma Gaki felt like vomiting. Why did he have to be made to spin in a spiral position in the wormhole?
The first sound was that of the tram.
Karasuma Gaki opened his eyes.
Hmm, it looks familiar. It seems to be the tram he took when he was in junior high school.
"Is it... Karasuma-san?"
Karasuma Gaki turned his head and saw Yukimura, a middle school boy, standing not far from him.
Ah, he was sent to Kanagawa.
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