Seiichi: Please call me God

Yukimura lay quietly on the hospital bed.

Dr. James had given him his last physical examination an hour earlier, and he would be wheeled into the operating room in less than 10 minutes.

Sanada was sitting beside the hospital bed, holding an apple and peeling it seriously.Liu sat on the small sofa by the balcony, writing non-stop, not knowing what to write.Kuwahara, Kirihara, and Bunta were building a snowman outside the french windows, and Yagyu and Nioh were sitting in front of the door talking in a low voice.

Yukimura had a smile on his lips.He knew that his friends were, in their own way, allaying his worries, in their own way by his side.

As if he was not about to be pushed into the operating room, as if he was still one of them...

"Knock knock knock."

There was a knock on the door, and everyone returned to Yukimura's side in unison. Sanada put down the apple in his hand, with regret on his face: "It's almost there."

Yukimura smiled: "Eat it after I come out, soak it in salt water for me, Genichiro."

Sanada nodded, and then two nurses walked in, and Yukimura was pushed into the car.

"We'll wait for you here." Liu said to Yukimura who was about to be pushed into the operating room.

"Minister, we are waiting for you." Kirihara, Marui, and Kuwahara said in unison.

"Puri, when the minister comes back, I will definitely offer you a more exquisite cosplay." The two kings said with sly smiles.

"Okay." Yukimura agreed with a smile.

He was then wheeled into the operating room.

The extinguished surgical light suddenly turned green in progress.The staff of Lihai sat quietly on the chairs outside the operating room without saying a word.

Under the strong light, Yukimura felt a little dizzy.

This was the fourth time he felt such a strong stimulus, but every time, he still remembered it vividly.

"Louie, let's get started." Doctor James said with a muffled voice, wearing a mask.

The anesthetist Louis experienced anesthesia, and Yukimura could clearly feel what happened in the operating room at first, but then his consciousness gradually became blurred...

It is said that people are most likely to recall the past when they are on the verge of life and death.Yukimura didn't know if it was true, but this time, he did start to remember...

Those times hidden in the depths of memory, either brilliant or hazy, how elusive!

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At the age of six, Yukimura began to learn to play tennis, and thus met his best friend and dearest childhood friend, Genichiro Sanada.

At that time, Sanada was not such a mature and stable uncle, he was still a sunny and cute little boy, an innocent boy who would turn red even when Yukimura smiled.

Later, they grew up together, rivals and best friends.

Yukimura always teased Sanada: "Sanada Yukimura's name seems to indicate our friendship. The ancients were very foresight."

In the same year, Yukimura studied Western and Japanese painting under the tutelage of Japanese national artist Aoyama Kaishang.

At the age of 12, Yukimura became a handsome boy and won the championship of the Jr tournament. Holding a gold cup like a god, the boy made a domineering declaration that was completely different from his delicate appearance.

"Senichiro, come to this school with me!" he said.

"Huh?" Sanada was puzzled.

"Join the world with me!" he replied.

Full of pride and ambition, he has never failed. The 12-year-old boy who is just showing off his glory is not only proud of himself on the court, but also has his own small seat in the Qingshan Haishang art exhibition for the first time.When God created man, he must have given him too much preference, so all the talents in the world fell into his hands.

From the first to the second year of the country, he has never failed, and he has also emerged in the painting circle.No wonder Seiichi Yukimura can look at the world and say: "I hope that when people call me, the word after Son of God will be removed."

He wants to prove to the world that he has become a king.

However, things backfired...

In the autumn of 14 years old, he had just returned from an overseas study trip in China. After the club activities ended, the young him collapsed at a bustling station.

then……

"Guillain-Barre Syndrome will make him lose his ability to move slowly, starting from numbness of the hands, until he is paralyzed, and even more serious, he will die."

Maybe God's favor is over, but he is not a person who succumbs to fate after all.

"I am tennis," he told Sanada.

Yukimura Seiichi was born for tennis, so even if the success rate of the operation is small, he will give it a go.

In the summer of 15 years old, Yukimura entered the operating room for the first time in his life.

He grew up weak and hated hospitals, but he was never this close to death.

Narrowly escaped death, he defeated the god of death.

But the magnificent teenagers ended their brilliant [-]-game winning streak.He hated the teasing of fate, but he could only surrender. He said, "Then, I will take you back to the glory of Lihai's third consecutive championship."

But he failed.

"Even if the operation is successful, I can't continue to play tennis. What a pity, this child..."

A word he overheard in the doctor's office struck him like lightning.But maybe it was the obsession in his heart that made him survive all this in the end.

Yukimura Seiichi is the son of God with broken wings, but he finally returned to the game.

It's just that he lost the game he least wanted to lose.

In the summer of 15 years old, Yukimura's undefeated record came to an end.Li Haida's dream of three consecutive hegemony was shattered.

Later, he entered the U-17, and later, he returned to the United States for treatment.

In the winter of 17 years old, he returned to the game.

The glorious arena forgot to give the young victor the applause to match his shocking victory.But he ended up getting the trophy he wanted.

Finally, at the age of 17, in the summer, he said goodbye to everything he cherished...

This is a different way to go, parting for many years, never seeing each other again...

Yukimura seemed to have had a very long dream. The memories of 17 years are replayed repeatedly in my mind, those tiny details, the hyacinths that bloomed in a certain summer, and even a dewdrop on the green cornflower leaves in the morning... those relaxing and joyful fragments make me feel happy. He felt a genuine sense of well-being.

Until that bright light comes on again...

Yukimura opened his eyes in a daze, and his iris-purple pupils were fixed on the beige ceiling.

This is, have you survived...

Yukimura tried to control the muscles around his lips to give a relaxed smile, but ended up just staring blankly at the ceiling.

The door of the ward was opened, and the teenagers from Lihai University rushed in.

"Minister! Minister!..."

The chattering voices of the little animals came from my ears, but Yukimura didn't feel noisy at all, and even felt a strange sense of relaxation, as if this was the real life.

"Chi Ye, Wen Tai, the Minister is tired from your quarrel." King Ren said lazily.

Yukimura pursed his lips and remained silent.

Under the attack of Sanada's extremely intimidating gaze, the two small animals shrank obediently to the corner of the wall.

"The operation was successful, we are waiting for your return." Liu Wen smiled gently.

Yukimura nodded, and then looked at Sanada on the other side: "Genichiro, where's the agreed upon apple?"

Sanada's face darkened, but he finally took out the apple soaked in salt water from the refrigerator, until Yukimura's pale face showed a slight blush, and he handed the apple to... Yagyu.

"You just had an operation, so you can't eat ice."

Yukimura didn't know whether to laugh or cry, did he mean he could only watch?

"Minister, Minister, we will solve it for you." Upon hearing that there was food, Kirihara and Marui revived with full blood on the spot.

Kuwahara walked aside and covered his face, he couldn't bear to see his stupid partner and junior again.

"Minister is unwell and dares to take food from the tiger's mouth, boys, you are so courageous." King Ren's tone of a bandit made the eyes of the two small animals widen. "But the minister must not be able to eat it. We are solving life's troubles for the minister."

What righteous words, how righteous...

Yukimura's forehead is indeed a foodie who never leaves his profession.

"Ah." Unexpectedly, Sanada gave Yukimura a sideways glance, and then said yes indifferently.

Yukimura was helpless: "Xianichiro, I am a patient."

"Come back soon." Sanada pursed her lips.

"Okay." Yukimura nodded cheerfully.

"Minister, I'll treat you to takoyaki/cake when you come back." This is a duo of foodies.

"You probably have a lot of good data when you come back." Liu said.

"Remember to protect these dolls well." King Ren said.

"I have Agatha Christie's novel, do you want to borrow it to relieve my boredom?" Liu Sheng just finished speaking, and everyone looked at him with the same aspirations.

"Isn't it rare that we should consider the minister's basic necessities of life?" The gentleman is worthy of being a gentleman, starting from the small details of life, he is really caring and personable.

"I don't need the book, just send me the brushes and paints." Yukimura said.

"Could it be..." Kirihara's eyes widened.

"Minister, do you want Sanada to be your mannequin and hold an art exhibition?" Marui shouted carelessly.

Yukimura smiled helplessly: "Even if you think about it, you are powerless." Yukimura pointed at his body.

"Alas." Kirihara sighed, "It seems that in order for the Minister to recover faster, we must insist on winning every game."

"No problem." Everyone answered in unison, and then all looked at Yukimura.

"Okay." Yukimura said seriously, "This is our agreement. This summer, there will be no dead ends for the Lihai Grand National Three in a Row."

"Yes!"

A week later, with Yukimura's care, the Tachikai Taishosen who felt a heavy responsibility returned to Japan. They conducted hell-style training and finally made some achievements.