Tennis: One look can subdue me, one sword can break the clothes of heaven!

The tennis club lounge.

All the first-year players of the tennis club gathered here.

He looked at Yukimura Seiichi with concern, who was sitting in a chair with dull eyes.

"Yukimura, are you okay?"

"It's nothing serious, Xuanyilang, just a little tired."

Yukimura gave his usual gentle smile, but there seemed to be a hint of confusion in that smile.

"Damn it, I'm going to go find that guy!"

"Wait, Sanada, do you want your tennis ball to be taken away from you too?"

Seeing Sanada getting angry, Oreki Yu hurriedly stopped him.

Sanada punched the wall and said angrily:

"Can you bear it? He took Yukimura's tennis ball away!"

"Xuan Yilang, forget it, this is all my own fault, I can't blame anyone else..."

When Sanada heard this, his body trembled slightly. He and Yukimura grew up together, so he naturally knew this friend very well.

Tennis was everything to Yukimura, but now he had lost it. This result was too cruel for him.

"Don't worry, it's not like I can't play tennis anymore. I'm just... starting over. I'll train hard and try to catch up with you guys one day."

Yukimura's smile was still as gentle as usual, with no trace of sadness in it.

Marui Bunta couldn't help but ask:

"Minister...can you really accept such an outcome?"

"Why not? Life is still a long way to go, isn't it?"

Marui was speechless. He asked himself that if he had lost tennis, he would have collapsed in despair.

Oreki Yu was silent for a while, then looked at Yanagi Renji and asked:

"Liu, in your opinion, how much strength does he have left now?"

Yanagi Renji hesitated for a moment and said:

"It's hard to be sure without specific testing, but it shouldn't be more than 10%. It should be only slightly better than a novice..."

On the side, Yukimura heard this, and although there was no expression on his face, he clenched his fists tightly.

"Yukimura..."

"It's okay. It's nothing to me. Isn't it nice to start over? I can learn tennis again. To be honest, the title of Son of God was too heavy. It made me feel a little suffocated. Now I feel a lot more relaxed."

"Do you really think so?"

"Yeah~"

Yukimura chuckled, then he stood up, picked up his schoolbag and luggage, and said:

"That's all for today. I have something else to do. Everyone should go back and rest early."

After saying that, he left the lounge alone.

Sanada tried to follow, but Yanagi grabbed his shoulders.

"Sanada, leave him alone for now. This fact is too cruel, and he needs to get over it alone."

Sanada clenched his fists and finally chose to listen to Liu.

However, he had made up his mind to seek revenge on Ryuga Echizen and make him regret what he had done today.

"Where's that guy? Where is he now?"

"He was here just now, but now he's gone. He must have been scared away by Oreki-san's aura."

Marui Bunta said expressionlessly.

The sword that Oreki Yu just swung out was very intimidating. Even Echizen Ryuga was afraid of it, fearing that he would attack without knowing the severity of the consequences in his rage. That's why he chose to avoid the attack temporarily.

"His target was me... Damn it, I should have killed this guy earlier!"

"Oreki, don't be impulsive. Yukimura has already lost tennis. If he loses you too, who will lead Rikkai University in the national tournament?"

Yanagi calmly said that these were extraordinary times and Rikkai couldn't afford to lose Oreki Yuu again.

Marui also nodded.

"That guy is hateful, but he has that special move, which is really dangerous..."

"Calm down, let me take care of that guy!"

Sanada also agreed.

Oreki Yu took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Some fragments flashed through his mind, all of which were the days he spent with Yukimura during this period of time. He was also his closest friend.

In his life, what he cares most about are the people around him, his relatives and friends.

However, Yukimura was hurt because of him, which made him unable to forgive himself, let alone Echizen Ryuga.

Just now on the court, he even had the urge to use the "Unthinking Sword" to chop Echizen Ryuga. If Yukimura hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid that even if his father came today, he still wouldn't be able to save him.

But even if he gave Echizen Ryouga a severe lesson, Yukimura's tennis would not come back. Doing so would only be venting his emotions and would not actually solve the problem.

It just so happens that it is so close to the national competition...

"Everyone, I'll go first."

“Oreki! Calm down!”

"Oreki-san!"

“Oreki-san…”

When everyone heard this, they all looked worried.

Oreki Yuu knew what they were worried about, so he said:

"Don't worry, I'm not going to look for Echizen Ryuga, I just have a few words to say to Yukimura."

"Are you going to look for him?" Sanada was slightly startled, then he stood up as well. "I'll go with you too!"

"Let's go too!" Marui and Kuwabara stepped forward immediately.

Liu said helplessly:

"What are you doing? He needs a quiet environment right now. It's enough for him to go alone!"

Everyone touched the back of their heads angrily and smiled awkwardly.

“Oreki, why don’t you just leave him alone for now? I’m afraid…”

"I know what you're worried about, but what I'm going to say is not something that will comfort him."

"That is......"

“It’s a training plan that starts from scratch.”

......

When Yukimura walked out of the gate of Rikkai University High School, it was raining lightly.

He was sweating after today's training, and now he felt a little cold.

Because he didn't bring an umbrella, he could only walk a little faster.

But after just two quick steps, he slowed down unconsciously.

Looking up at the sky, I saw that gray clouds covered the sky. Soon, the earth would also lose its color in the rain.

Yukimura couldn't help but laugh.

Unexpectedly, the weather was so suitable, just like his mood at the moment.

Soon, the rain began to fall, wetting the ground little by little.

The surrounding vehicles and pedestrians also began to hurry.

Only Xingcun was still walking slowly in the rain.

The rain wet his body and his eyes, and drops of water kept flowing down, and it was hard to tell whether they were tears or rain.

I thought that this coldness would follow his footsteps all the way to his home.

But at this moment, an umbrella appeared above my head without me noticing.

Yukimura turned his head and saw that Oreki Yu's face, which had always been cold, was now smiling like melting ice and snow.

"It's on the way anyway, I'll take you back."