Yukinoshita's Correction Method

"Huh?" Yuigahama Yui tilted her head, and a big question mark seemed to appear above her head.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked a little surprised, as if she didn't expect Yuigahama Yui didn't even know this.

But compared to confirmation and blame, it saves time to explain it directly.

"To put it simply, it's about getting your body fit for exercise. If your basal metabolic rate increases, it's easier to burn calories." Noticing that Yuigahama Yui's doubts showed no sign of diminishing, Yukinoshita Yukino put it more simply, "If your basal metabolic rate increases, the calories needed for breathing and digestion will also increase, so just staying alive will make you thinner."

"I understand!" Yuigahama Yui's eyes sparkled, and she immediately climbed down. "How many do you want to make?"

"Anyway..." Yukinoshita Yukino thought for a moment, "Let's try to get to the point where we're almost dead."

thump!

Totsuka Ayaka, who had just stretched out her arms to support herself, fell to the ground.

Hikigaya Komachi, who had been crouching down to lie down, stood up silently.

"It's just a basic limit test, nothing too exaggerated," Dong Yunshan explained. "It's just to the point of exhaustion."

Volume 5 May Holiday: Chapter 167 Low-Level Provocation

Regarding Totsuka Ayaka's goal of improving her strength, Azuma Yunshan and Yukinoshita Yukino have the same solution, so they naturally cooperate with each other and proceed simultaneously.

Azuma Yunshan was responsible for personal guidance and training with Totsuka Ayaka.

Yukinoshita Yukino observed and recorded from the side, and made corresponding modifications to the content of the subsequent special training.

After the physical training, Yuigahama Yui could not keep up with the subsequent tennis-specific training. She only took time to do aerobics with Yukinoshita Yukino under the shade of the trees.

I was a little bit excited at first, but later I found that I ate more after exercise, so the initial excitement disappeared.

Occasionally, under the instructions of Yukinoshita Yukino, she and Hikigaya Komachi would throw the balls onto the court and have Totsuka Ayaka hit them back one by one.

This was originally Azuma Yunshan's task, but Yukinoshita Yukino accidentally discovered that it would be more effective if Yui Higahama and Komachi Hikigaya did the throwing.

Dong Yunshan's throwing accuracy is very high, basically he can hit whatever he points to.

In contrast, the balls thrown by Hikigaya Komachi and Yuigahama Yui with their non-standard postures were completely inaccurate and unpredictable.

"Is watching people play basketball so boring?" Yuigahama Yui propped up her chin, "Those people seemed to be having a lot of fun watching it."

Hikigaya Komachi chuckled: "Then what you watch is not the game, but the person who plays it."

thump!

Ayaka Totsuka staggered on the field, but still wanted to catch the ball and suddenly fell to the ground.

Dong Yunshan rushed over immediately: "How do you feel?"

"I... I'm fine..." Totsuka Ayaka gently stroked her scraped leg, forcing a smile with red eyes, "Let's continue..."

Dong Yunshan frowned: "Are you sure?"

"Everyone is helping me..." Totsuka Ayaka sniffed, "I want to try harder."

Dong Yunshan pinched his leg and checked his injury.

Yukinoshita Yukino walked closer: "Can you continue?"

Totsuka Ayaka wanted to get up: "I can!"

"I'm not asking you." Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes were icy. "Competitive sports are inherently prone to injury. If you're on the field, you can persist if you want. But this is training, so you have to listen to the coach."

"It's not a big deal." Dong Yunshan had a lot of experience with injuries, and after feeling around a bit, he understood the general situation. He grabbed his ankle and helped him move it a few times. "It's just a superficial injury, the muscles and bones are fine - but it still needs to be treated. I'll get you a medical kit."

Yuigahama Yui noticed the beads of sweat on Azuma Yunshan's forehead: "Let me go, you've been practicing with Xiaocai for so long."

"Don't underestimate my physical strength." Dong Yunshan picked up Totsuka Ayaka and put him on the bench at the side of the field. "I'll be back in a while."

"Dongyun... is really handsome." Totsuka Ayaka looked at Dongyunshan's departing back, her cheeks flushed, "I really want to be like him..."

"You're not bad either." Yuigahama Yui comforted, "Everyone calls you Prince."

"Prince or something..." Totsuka Ayaka's face turned even redder.

"Ah!" There was a playful sound, "Someone is playing tennis!"

Yuigahama Yui turned around and saw that it was a group of current people centered around Hayama and Miura.

I don’t know where they came from, but they were so numerous and powerful.

"Ah...it's Yui." The female classmate next to Miura Yumiko whispered, "And Komachi."

"So you're here." Miura Yumiko glanced at Hikigaya Komachi, then looked at Yuigahama Yui, "Have you become interested in tennis again recently?"

"I'm helping Totsuka train," Yuigahama Yui replied, "What are you doing...?"

"I'm just bored." Miura Yumiko turned her eyes and stared at Totsuka Ayaka, "Totsuka~ Can we play here too?"

"Miura-san..." Totsuka Ayaka avoided her gaze, "I'm not playing..."

"What?" Miura Yumiko frowned. "I can't hear you clearly. You're speaking so softly."

"I, I'm training!" Totsuka Ayaka raised her voice slightly.

"Is that so? But there are people from outside the tennis club here too." Miura Yumiko's gaze lingered on Yukinoshita Yukino for a moment, "So we should be able to use the court too, right?"

"This..." Totsuka Ayaka was at a loss.

"Sure." Yukinoshita Yukino said, "Go apply to the school yourself."

"Huh?" Miura Yumiko rolled her eyes. "You're the one who's asking me to be nosy? Where's your application?"

"Here." Yukinoshita Yukino took out the document, "Any other questions?"

"You..." Miura Yumiko glared at Yukinoshita Yukino fiercely, but it was like a flame hitting an iceberg, without any effect as before. "Isn't that right?" She stared at the words above. "This is a license for the tennis club. Who do you think you are!"

"I'm one of the people in charge of training..." Yukinoshita Yukino raised her chin slightly, "Who are you?"

"You...!!!" Yumiko Miura was so angry that her golden wavy hair jumped.

"Alright, alright..." Hayato Hayama waved his hand, "Don't argue, it's more fun when there are more people. Wouldn't it be great if we could all play together? We can also practice with Totsuka, there's strength in numbers."

"That depends on who it is." Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes grew colder. "Who do you think you are?"

The expression on Hayato Hayama's face froze instantly.

"Hehe..." Although Miura Yumiko was smiling, the expression on her face was frighteningly ferocious. "Are you the only one qualified to train people? I thought I was better than you!"

"Okay." Yukinoshita Yukino's expression was cold. "As long as you add 'you think' to anything, then you are right."

"Let's have a competition!" Miura Yumiko glared at her, "Whoever wins is right!"

Yukinoshita Yukino reacted coldly: "It's a low-level provocation."

Miura Yumiko: "I don't dare, so forget it."

"But if I can keep you quiet for a bit," Yukinoshita Yukino snorted coldly, "it would be considered maintaining public order."

"Then let's compete!" A smile suddenly appeared on Miura Yumiko's lips, "Let's compete in women's doubles."

Yumiko Miura also knows something about Yukinoshita Yukino.

A cold and icy lady with no friends.

"I'm sorry, am I putting this too much pressure on you?" Miura Yumiko seemed to have just remembered, "Are you having trouble finding someone to team up with?"

Normally, the people around her would have laughed in unison.

But today is different, because the person in front of her is Yukinoshita Yukino.

No matter what people talked about behind her back, at least no one dared to laugh at her in front of Yukinoshita Yukino.

"It's not necessary," Yukinoshita Yukino remained unmoved, "I am enough on my own."

Hikigaya Komachi frowned slightly and was about to step forward when she felt a slight pull.

Volume 5 May Holiday: Chapter 168 Falling from the Sky

"I..." Yuigahama Yui grabbed the edge of her clothes and raised her head after a while, "I team up with Yukino-chan!"

Yukinoshita Yukino was slightly startled: "Yui..."

"Hey!" Miura Yumiko crossed her arms, her big golden waves swaying back and forth unhappily as her toes tapped the ground impatiently. "You know what this means, Yui? Are you going to go against me?"

"I, I... didn't mean that. But club activities are also very important to me! So I want to participate in the competition!" Yuigahama Yui subconsciously avoided Miura Yumiko's fierce gaze, but still held her head high and went straight to her, "It's not to go against you, but to work hard with Yukino who helped me! Because... because Yukino is my important friend!"

Yukinoshita Yukino's cherry lips opened slightly, then pursed them tightly together.

"Oh, is that so... Don't embarrass yourself." Miura replied calmly, but her eyes seemed to be spitting fire. She pointed her chin in the direction of the tennis club on the sidelines, "Go change your clothes. I want to borrow a jersey from the women's tennis club. Do you want to come with me?"

No matter how you look at it, that action looks like the big sister is taking the little follower to the alley to teach him a lesson.

Yuigahama Yui's face was stiff, but when she saw Yukinoshita Yukino walking over calmly, she immediately hurried to follow.

"Ebina," Miura Yumiko called out, "Come with us."

The short-haired, glasses-wearing girl, Himena Ebina, pointed at herself: "Me? No way..."

"Don't think I don't know." Miura Yumiko glared at her. "You must have learned tennis specifically because of that manga."

"Okay..." Ebina Hina followed.

By the time the girls came back after changing their clothes, the tennis court in the corner of the campus was packed.

At a glance, there were at least several hundred people.

Among them are of course those who have always been following Hayato Hayama and Yumiko Miura, and there are also a bunch of people who heard the news from somewhere and came to watch the fun.

The majority are sophomores, but there are also many first and third year students.

Yumiko Miura is indeed a popular figure in the class and knows many people in the same grade.

But Yukinoshita Yukino is a mysterious existence on campus. She belongs to a special department, and with her solitary personality and extraordinary beauty, many people are curious about her.

Ayaka Totsuka was sitting in the referee's seat. Because she was in a relatively high position, she could vaguely hear a lot of people talking about Yukinoshita Yukino.

Phew—bang!

Yuigahama Yui looked at the tennis ball hitting the iron net behind her in astonishment: "So... so fast..."

"What's wrong, Yui?" Miura Yumiko, who was serving, put her racket on her shoulder. "Is that all?"

"Xue-no, I'm sorry..." Yuigahama Yui lowered her voice, "Yumiko was a member of the girls' tennis club in junior high school and was even elected as a county representative..."

Yukinoshita Yukino tilted her head slightly: "There's no need to apologize for this."

"I mean... I seldom play tennis..." Yuigahama Yui said with a guilty look on her face, "I'm so far behind her."

"That doesn't require an apology."

"When I say little... I've played more in the last few days than I have in the last dozen years."

Yukinoshita Yukino was stunned for a moment: "You haven't played much these days, right?"

"That's what I mean."

"Then there's no need to apologize." Yukinoshita Yukino shook her head slightly, "It's enough that you're here."

That being said...

boom! boom! boom!

Yumiko Miura won the serve game.

The more the crowd cheered, the more embarrassed Yuigahama Yui felt.

In the second game, Yukinoshita Yukino served.

The tennis ball left her palm, but it did not rise vertically, but flew diagonally forward, and was about to go beyond her reach.

The crowd let out low cries of regret, like dark clouds before a heavy rain, hanging over the stadium.

The next moment, the slender body leaped up lightly, as if dancing in the air.

Then thunder fell from the sky.

With unparalleled speed, with unparalleled power, with unparalleled...beauty!

The ball launched by Yukinoshita Yukino was like thunder that cut through the dark clouds.

The meaningless sighs and trivial discussions died down in the deafening thunder. Only the subtle sound of the tennis ball bouncing gently on the iron net hit the ground, striking people's dull eyes.

Then, unbelievable screams piled up one after another, turning into an outrageous storm that rose into the sky.