[Xinwangwang] On that distant mountain

The weather in early May was still humid and cool in spring, and the court that had not been cleaned for a long time had traces of dust soaked by rain and dried by the sun.Maori twirled the tennis ball to feel the unique sense of body relaxation and muscle relaxation after the basic training, and adjusted his breathing a little before throwing the tennis ball.

There are no referees or bystanders, and they didn't even guess pros and cons with a racket.

Ochi raised his hand earlier to signal for Mori to go first, and Mori was ready to serve without hesitation.

Teeing off is a Maori habit.

There's not much focus on technique, and it's not the variety of super-spin serves that many people like to use, just a simple high-speed slash serve.

The tennis ball aimed at the sideline of the half-court hit exactly where the sideline meets the sideline, leaving a mark in the dust showing how precisely the ball landed on the line.

But obviously, it is not difficult to hit back such a serve.

Ochi evaluated in his heart how solid the basic skills of the junior opposite him were, but his face remained expressionless.He arrived at the landing point in a few steps and swung his racket.

When the tennis ball crossed the net and hit Maori's feet, the curly-haired boy let out an "ah" in his heart.

speed.

Whether it's the speed of running or the speed of returning the ball.

No, it can't be called running at all, can it?

Just two big strides...

The bonus effect of height on sports is really powerful.And leg length and arm span.

The moment the tennis ball and the racket came into contact, Mouri breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, this return shot that was at hand was not a tricky spin.Without having to deal with spin, the pressure on the wrist and arm when the tennis ball makes contact with the racket surface is not to the point of being uncomfortable.

If you don't calculate the probability of the senior on the opposite side releasing the water, the difference in strength between yourself and the senior will not be that big.

However, the tricky thing is other aspects.

From this back and forth, you can see the speed disadvantage, and... the difficulty in rhythm control.

Molly thought so.

Maori, who is well-known in Kanagawa, does not seem to have too many "tennis tricks" that people talk about.

Compared with tricks like Yukimura's "Yips", or Yanagi's "Whirlwind Vacuum Slash", or Sanada's "Fenglin Volcano", Mori is better known for his solid basic skills and his ability to express himself in every shot. Out of the aggressive and excellent sense of rhythm.

Yes, tempo control.

In fact, Lihai's style has similarities, that is, the control of rhythm.

Take the initiative in the game and let the opponent passively follow your rhythm.

But when facing Ochi...

It is probably related to experience. It is not easy to shift the rhythm of the game to one's own control.And if the opponent finds a balance in the rhythm of the opponent...

too fast.

The rhythm the opponent is used to is faster than his own limit.

It is still a disadvantage in speed, and the disadvantage in speed is caused by objective factors such as height, leg length and wingspan.Obviously, the reaction speed is about the same, but the distance of that guy's stride and arm extension...

Molly pursed her lips.

He hadn't felt this disadvantage for a long time.

Why on earth are there high school students who are taller than [-] meters!Still running to play tennis? !

The first game was won by Ochi after ten minutes of see-saw.

Neither of them opened their mouths to call for points, but Mao Li couldn't help frowning when the broken ball fell behind him.

He suppressed the restless emotions in his heart, and found that he was easily upset when facing the senior opposite him.

...Could it be because of the height?

Probably because he is too used to using his height to suppress others, and when he is suppressed, he has a particularly manic mood.

Mao Li took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality before stepping back to the bottom line: "It's time for you to serve, senior."

Ochi: My mentality is not bad.Just didn't look like he was doing his best?Then I will put more pressure on him.

The tennis ball was thrown high, and Ochi, whose eyes became sharp (although the bangs covered it so that no one could see it), raised his arms and swung the racket.

Snapped!

Boom!

Mori, who was standing on the baseline and posing to catch the ball, shrank his pupils.

too fast.

Did he see clearly?

Or is it just a voice?

Turning his head and glanced at the tennis ball that had been smashed on the ground, Moli let out a shallow breath: This time, it's really troublesome.

The second game was almost won by ACE.The last ball, Maoli, caught the trajectory of the ball narrowly and narrowly, but he didn't grasp the strength well when he hit back and went out of bounds.Mao Li always suspected that the speed of the ball was not the limit speed of the senior on the opposite side. In the end, the senior on the opposite side deliberately let him catch the ball.

reason?

There is no reason, just intuition.

However, the feeling of "being let go of water"...is even more annoying.

No, calm down, Mori Kosaburo.

If you can't maintain your calm, then the game will end early.

It's just two rounds. Is it something you should do to judge your own failure in advance?

But let yourself calm down again, Maori played very aggrieved in this game.

Just can't keep up.

It's just so close to not being able to catch up.

But since it is "a little bit worse", and "always" a little bit worse...

What kind of bad taste can keep the situation of the game like this? !

In the fourth game, Ochi stopped serving with Mach.

Mouri was not at all happy when he found that he could catch the opponent's serve.

The feeling of being "guided" and "assessed" is becoming more and more obvious.Mao Li felt that he had a really good temper. He was not really angry at this point, but he was still able to continue playing this inexplicable game calmly.

Ochi went to the net after serving the ball, and Mori knew that he had to go to the net to deal with it.

But when it came to the net, the gap in arm span and leg length became more obvious.

When chasing the ball, Mori turned his head to the side, and met Ochi's downcast eyes strangely.

Logically speaking, if he didn't intend to look at Ochi's face, then he would not meet Ochi's eyes when he turned his head while maintaining a parallel posture.

But at that moment, it seemed that there was an inexplicable force that made him look up, and he met Ochi's fierce eyes that were well hidden under his bangs.

sideways.

In an instant, a certain string in the brain was tensed, and invisible pressure swept over.

The good temper that had been suppressed and some irritability that prevented him from playing calmly came out.

Maori clenched the hand holding the racket, feeling the touch of sweat-absorbing paper across the palm of his hand.He heard the sound of the tennis ball landing, his own half.

He stopped, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again.

Maori frowned and looked at the person opposite who couldn't see his expression clearly again.

...Just now, something must have happened.

"It's the fifth round." The person opposite said calmly.

Molly frowned and gripped the tennis ball tightly.

He threw the tennis ball to the ground a few times, feeling his hands trembling inexplicably.Both hands are.Very slight trembling, even if you don't feel it carefully, you won't notice it.But no matter how slight the trembling is...will it change the direction of the tennis ball when the ball is served?

Maybe it won't pass the net.

So, something must have happened just now.

Mori remembered the match against Nioh that made him very unmotivated.

He met Nioh several times in the tennis club's internal main selection competition.

Almost every time he couldn't cheer up.

Because that uncute white-haired boy always likes to use psychic tricks to deal with him, and is a phantom and a synchronism, and even "turned into" Yukimura to use Yips on him...

By the way, Yips.

Isn't this kind of feeling very similar to the feeling of losing five senses little by little after being hit by Yips without knowing it?

It turned out that I was hit by a mental attack.

Maori suddenly realized.

No wonder I was so irritable just now, I really wanted to rush to the opposite side and punch that guy who was over [-] meters tall.

Realizing that he was hit by a psychic attack, Mouri threw the tennis ball.

He guessed the ending the moment he swung his racket, so when he saw the tennis ball hitting the dusty middle net, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Because the effect of this mental attack is particularly obvious, compared to Yips, it is more comfortable to deal with?

At least there are traces to follow.

Then just fight back, break free from the range of mental power attacks, and get rid of the negative effects...

He is also very skilled at this kind of thing.

Who made Lihai Dali have a Nio and a Yukimura?

The second ball... was almost there!

The third ball!

When the ball hit the boundary point of the half court along the same trajectory as the previous serve, Ochi was surprised for a moment: Was it useless?It was the first time he had seen someone who came out of the mental attack so quickly without any negative reaction.

At this moment his assessment of Maori entered another stage.

This kid's mental resistance... is much stronger than I thought.Fortunately, it wasn't to the point where he would capsize in the gutter for the time being.

but……

Looking at the little curly hair opposite, Ochi's idea of ​​"cultivating a partner" became stronger and stronger.

Although it is only a unilateral wish at present.

The direction of the game hasn't changed since then.

After basic training and then playing the game, the strength that Maori can display is worse than the full peak strength. This cannot be said to be a physical weakness. After all, the U17 training menu is already a lot of training for freshmen. , being able to play games above the standard after the training is completed has already explained the strength of Maori in physical fitness.

It's just that in this case, in terms of five dimensions, it's obvious that none of the items is dominant.

Watching the last ball hit the court, Maori straightened up in a bad mood.

He never thought that the game would be so one-sided. After all, along the way just now, the strength of the people in the first few courts did not feel too much threat to him.

So the U17 training camp is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

Thinking of this, Maori reminded himself to adjust his mentality.

If you are satisfied with your own strength, that is the greatest danger.

Maybe it's because his position in Lihai University is too stable, and today's game is more or less a lesson for himself?

After such self-adjustment, Maori looked across and realized that the tall senior hadn't left yet.

"...Senior?" He was a little puzzled.

Ochi nodded to him: "Ochi Moonlight, a third-year student at Ice Emperor Academy."

……ice King? !

Maori froze for a moment, not quite understanding what Ochi meant.

Seeing Maori's stunned look, Ochi explained patiently: "You asked me to introduce myself."

"...Oh." Molly replied.

So didn't he lose badly in this game?What does this senior mean? !

Ignoring Mori's confusion completely, Ochi decided to continue after waiting for the "reaction time" on his own, "Do you plan to play doubles?"

... doubles?

wait wait wait……

Molly frowned slightly.He twitched the corner of his mouth without a smile: "What does senior mean by asking that?"

Ochi's tone remained unchanged: "It means to invite you to join me in doubles training."

?

? !

？ ！！

……

The above is the mental activity process of Maori after that sentence.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, wondering what kind of divine development this is.

The author has something to say:

No matter how to make the relationship between two people develop by leaps and bounds after meeting twice.

Come on, attacking Moonlight seniors!

And the last chapter asked why I met... um...of course it's fate...

But Mr. Moonlight...he saw Maori walking to a remote place by himself, so he followed him by the way.

Yes, by the way. ╮(╯▽╰)╭