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

"The talented player from Rikkai University High School actually lost?"

"Tsk, this coordination is a mess, have these two ever worked well together?"

"That's weird. Isn't Rikkai University famous for its hard work in special training? How could a regular player have such a problem?"

"That really shouldn't happen. This isn't the rigorous team I know!"

Questioning voices gradually began to be heard around.

In fact, the score of 6:4 was not a crushing victory, and it could even be considered a match of similar strength. If it was a team from any other school, no one would find it strange, but this team was from Rikkai University, so the nature of the game changed!

Since you are the king, you must naturally have the demeanor of a king. In the minds of the audience, a steady victory is the norm. If you lose, no matter what the score is, you will be doubted and suspected by the outside world.

The king will receive more attention from the beginning, and will naturally have greater pressure!

Obviously, Marui and Maori did not meet the audience's expectations. At this moment, many people have questioned their abilities and whether they are qualified to become the regular players of Rikkai University.

Marui listened to these words and silently clenched his fists, the unwillingness on his face was visible to the naked eye.

But Maori just rubbed his hair and looked a little surprised.

"It's just a game, is there any need to make such an exaggeration?"

When Oreki, Yukimura Sanada and the others heard this, their faces changed.

I never expected to hear such words from Senior Maori. I thought he just liked to be lazy, but it seems that there is a huge problem with his attitude towards tennis.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Isn't victory and defeat a common occurrence in the military? Just relax a little and forget about this unpleasant thing, okay?"

Maori smiled indifferently, walked aside and started changing clothes, and it seemed that he was planning to go back.

"Mori-senpai, is victory or defeat such an unimportant thing to you?"

Facing Mori's attitude, Yukimura asked expressionlessly.

Maori seemed to find it absurd and laughed, saying:

"You don't really take winning or losing so seriously, do you? Listen to my advice, tennis is just a part of life. We are only in junior high school, we must learn to enjoy life!"

Yukimura quickly turned his gaze away, seemingly not wanting to continue chatting with him.

"So this is what the senior thinks."

Sanada snorted coldly, said only one sentence, and also kept silent.

He and Yukimura have met too many people like this along the way, so their views are almost the same. People who don't care about tennis, no matter how talented they are, are not worth paying attention to, and they even think it is a waste of time to talk to them.

This is a difference in values. Sanada and Yukimura think that tennis is meaningful only when one tries one's best to pursue victory, but Maori is obviously different from them. Since they cannot understand each other, they simply keep silent.

Seeing Yukimura and Sanada like this, Maori couldn't help but frown.

He had an inexplicable illusion that he was being despised.

Is this wrong?

"Senior, I don't think we are suitable to be doubles partners. Let's disband."

At this time, Marui suddenly came over and said this simply and directly, without waiting for him to reply, and walked away.

Maori stood there in a daze.

For a moment I didn't know what was going on.

He didn't understand why this group of people suddenly looked so bad. He clearly did nothing wrong. Wasn't it good to maintain an optimistic and positive attitude?

Isn't tennis all about having fun?

Since the purpose is to be happy, aren't there many ways to do it?

Why do we have to cling to victory or defeat?

There is a saying that goes, if you take it seriously, you lose!

Wouldn't it be very happy if you were a little careless, a little relaxed, and a little at ease?

Just when Maori was confused, the singles 3 match began. Yanagi Renji took the racket and walked towards the court. When he passed by Maori, he paused, as if he was thinking about it for a while.

"Mori-senpai, what does tennis really mean to you? Is it just a pastime? If that's the case, it's a pity that no one here sees it as pure fun. If you still hold on to this half-hearted mentality, I advise you to leave the tennis club as soon as possible. But if you ask me, you just lack a reason to be serious. Maybe you can try to be serious for once, and maybe you can get unprecedented fun."

Mao Li was stunned, unable to understand Yanagi Renji's words, and asked:

"Seriously pursuing victory? What's the point of such a thing?"

“The word ‘meaning’ is abstract. If you can’t understand it, please take a look at my tennis and my meaning first.”

Yanagi Renji said this and walked onto the stage.

Oreki Yu witnessed the whole process from the side. In fact, after hearing the idiot speech of Mori, he wanted to say a few words to retort, but he didn't expect that Yanagi Renji would say everything.

Yanagi is actually a rather indifferent person. He usually looks at everything around him from the perspective of a bystander and rarely intervenes in events. But at this moment, when Yukimura and Sanada both gave up talking to Mori, he was still willing to stand up and say a few words, which was surprising.

In the original work, there was indeed some entanglement between Yanagi Renji and Mori. In the third year of junior high school, Yanagi even said, "I will never forgive you in my life!"

If we think about it this way, the dispute should have started from here.

For some reason, Oreki Yu found this situation inexplicably interesting and had no idea how it would develop next.

There may be an unknown experience.

For example, Yanagi actually admires Mori-senpai very much, but is disappointed by Mori-senpai's attitude towards tennis. In the end, due to a misunderstanding, an irreconcilable conflict arises between the two?

Oreki Yu felt that he had discovered a blind spot.

But then I complained to myself in my heart, what kind of bloody plot is this, how could the truth be so clichéd?

He glanced at Mao Li and found that the man still looked indifferent. It seemed that Liu's words just now did not play any substantial role.

He thought for a moment, then stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Hey~ Isn't this Maori-senpai?

“…Oreki-san, is there anything I can help you with?”

"Nothing, it's just...I haven't seen you for a long time since you lost to me last time. I thought it had hit your confidence."

Oreki Yu narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly.

Mao Li couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

He felt a little unhappy, as it sounded as if his strength was inferior to his.

"Haha, Oreki-san's ball skills are indeed exquisite."

"Thank you for the compliment. You are not bad, senior. I think besides me, Yukimura, Sanada, Yanagi and Marui, you are indeed one of the strongest people in the club."

Mao Li's mouth twitched when he heard this.

No, you have excluded too many people, right?

"You...are you here to cause trouble?"

"Ah? What are you talking about, Senior? I'm just stating the facts."

Oreki Yu had an innocent expression on his face, but the contemptuous smile in his eyes betrayed his thoughts at the moment.

Maori felt insulted and was immediately furious, but he didn't know what to say because he did lose the game to Oreki Yu, which was an indisputable fact. He felt depressed and wanted to turn around and leave.

But thinking about how Yanagi Renji had asked him to watch his match, he didn't want to lose face for his junior, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

However, Oreki Yuu didn't seem to have any intention of letting him go.

"I think your doubles skills are really bad. How about I teach you? You should know that I am much better than you."

"......"

"As for the interception technique, I have a practical training method here. Do you want to know?"

"......"

"Also, your physical strength is very poor. You can even fall asleep while standing. Maybe you can learn from me. After all... I am stronger than you."

As Mori Jusaburo listened, his breathing became rapid and he clenched and unclenched his fists, and then clenched and unclenched them again.

If looks could kill, Oreki Yu would have died countless times.

But the other party seemed to have no idea what was going on, and didn't know how to read the atmosphere at all. He just kept talking to himself.

It seemed as if everything she said was for his own good, making him want to explode but unable to.

Isn't it just a little bit better than him? Is there any need to show off like this? Fuck!