People in Tokyo, the world is clear

Lin Sen lowered his eyes and glanced at the girl in front of him.

Get ready and wait for her answer.

only--

“Right now, I don’t like it.”

After a brief thought, the answer given by Yuzuru Niwa stunned both people present.

Obviously, after realizing what was happening, Lin Sen was definitely the one who was a little anxious.

Honesty - of course it is very clear that Niwa has such a precious quality.

But sometimes, overly straightforward self-expression does not bring ideal results.

Lin Sen did not dislike such courage and sincerity.

But sometimes, you may be forced to wear a mask called smoothness.

Otherwise, you may not get the desired results.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel nervous and worried for this innocent child.

But he remained patient and did not interrupt.

Then, I heard the following words from the female high school student:

"I chose to play table tennis simply because it was the only lifeline in my life."

The girl stared straight at the old man in front of her whose expression gradually became serious:

"Maybe I first got into this sport because I was a little interested. But from the moment I decided to pursue a professional career, all I had in mind was how to play better and win more. And... not to have any regrets about my decision or my life."

"For me, in the face of these ideas, interests and passions are things I don't have time to consider."

It was probably a rather serious statement, not something a child of that age would utter.

This naturally led to a new round of questioning.

"With this mindset, table tennis could be a difficult journey for you. Without a passion for the sport, you'll experience unbearable fatigue and the pain of occasional failure amidst the boring, repetitive training day after day, and the constant unexpected events in competitions."

As he described this, Matsuzaki stared into the girl's eyes;

"Are you sure you can hold on to this?"

Niwa Yuzuru answered firmly:

"I don't know how far I can go in the future. But until facts prove that I am really not suitable for this industry, I will try my best to keep working on it."

When she spoke, there was no impurity in the girl's eyes.

She has always been like this, never hiding or distorting her inner thoughts.

What is the child who refuses to sink into darkness fighting for? But she only hopes to be able to be upright in the process.

It may bring some unexpected troubles - for example, the transfer of bullying caused by bravery in the past.

For example, at this moment, she may lose a precious opportunity because of speaking her mind.

But she will not regret it.

Yuzuru Niwa is certain of one thing - for her, abandoned like a rag in the world with nothing, there is only one thing that can be used as currency to exchange for unexpected kindness.

That is, a sincere heart.

The girl wanted to believe it.

Because, if she had not followed her heart and stood up when she witnessed the bullying on the bus, but had retreated silently like most people on the bus.

She would not, unexpectedly and smoothly, encounter the light that flashed in her dark life.

Now, the one behind me——

The one who truly guided her on her career path, worked hard for her, and always motivated and inspired her.

In front of him, she always wanted to be the most sincere version of herself.

The girl pursed her lips and stared fearlessly at the woman in front of her who had a surprised expression on her face.

Of course, I feel a bit nervous as is normal at this age.

However, as time passed, the changes in the expressions of the elders in front of me gradually relieved the burden in my heart.

She laughed again, this time with a faint joy mixed with surprise and relief.

"That's not the answer I was looking for, but Niwa, you have a truly commendable professional attitude."

Ms. Matsuzaki's way of addressing her changed. She no longer called her a "junior" but now truly regarded the girl in front of her as a professional player.

Then, something even more surprising happened to her.

Under this indifferent gaze, the girl suddenly bent down and bowed deeply to her:

"I don't have a personal trainer yet. Would you be so kind as to train me? Starting from the grip, the way I move my feet, and the development of every technical move."

In fact, the girl did not fail to understand the meaning of the conversation between the two adults.

Her brother Xiaolin has always been worried about the coach, and she understands this.

And what is before us is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

A legendary player with many honors has heard his own story.

Although her career story is unclear, judging from Kobayashi's reaction, she is obviously an amazing senior.

She would never question his judgment.

Only faith.

She wanted to fight for it in her own way - to put her true self on the table.

Then, pray, believe, and wait—

This was all she could do.

Yuzuru Niwa doesn't know if he can succeed.

I was actually a little scared, because I felt the pressure of being rejected.

When I bent down deeply, I subconsciously clenched my fists.

So I waited. One second, two seconds...

Until two hands were placed on her shoulders, straightening her body again.

The senior in front of him shook his head, a gesture that at first glance gave one a bad feeling.

But the smile on his face is like spring rain, which can melt everything.

She was lamenting, not rejecting:

"Contestant Niwa is such a straightforward and direct person."

Ms. Matsuzaki smiled and symbolically gave another chance to back out:

"I haven't played a serious game in almost ten years. Do I really deserve your trust?"

"Actually, due to my limited experience, I don't really understand you."

Niwa Yuzuru remained honest. "But I trust Kobayashi-san. Since he respects you, you must be someone worthy of my understanding and respect."

"I might have taught you the wrong thing." Matsuzaki said with a smile.

"I'm a self-taught person myself. All your suggestions may be helpful to me."

It's not that the girl can't speak nice words. It's just that she has a strange obsession with showing her sincerity.

Some people might despise this habit, but the two people present actually liked this quality.

So, in the end, Ms. Matsuzaki gave a basically agreeing answer:

"Although I really want to agree on the spot, I may need some time to consider it."

She pursed her lips to suppress some of her smile, then patted the high school girl's shoulder.

"I admit, I came to Butterfly today because, firstly, I was curious about my friend's exaggerated praise and wanted to join in the fun of seeing some strange news. Secondly, I do have some feelings of cherishing your talent. However, I just arrived in Tokyo and haven't seen a single match of yours."

"It'll take some time, right? I'll need to get to know you, and I'll also need you to get to know me. Only then will it be clear whether I can be of any help to your career, right?"

He spoke in a rather subtle way, but in fact his tone was very loose.

Judging from the tone, as long as his performance in the game is recognized, it can be basically confirmed that the matter of inviting this double champion to come out and coach will be basically settled.

And Niwa's performance on the court - to be honest, this is what Lin Sen is least worried about.

In other words, there's no point in worrying about it.

After all, this is the child's own business, her own hard work, efforts and struggles.

All Lin Sen could do was believe.

You will give your all on stage and stun the audience and your opponents——

To do this, keep running forward.

Then, he subconsciously took the hand of the person next to him, put his arm around the high school girl's shoulder, and bowed slightly to Ms. Matsuzaki like three family members of the same generation.

"please."

Then, he watched the high school girl, who kept looking back every three steps, and the woman who gently patted her shoulder, leave the stadium.

He turned his head and looked in surprise at the short-haired girl with a calm expression who was being held by his hand.

"When did you come running here, Ito?"

"Originally, I didn't want to stay outside with my seniors."

Ito Nishika's voice was cold and indifferent, "But, after all, it's Yuzuru's business, so I have to come over too...ah!"

She was lightly poked on the face and was obviously a little surprised by this action. She was a little disappointed and did not pretend to be indifferent.

But he reacted quickly, adjusted himself immediately, and put on a fake, angry expression:

"Senior, this is too much, overstepping your bounds!"

Ms. Ito forced out a rather deliberate and non-aggressive expression of disgust, and then with a slightly exaggerated movement shook off the hand she was holding with the young man.

"I'm going to hate you."

"It's not that serious."

After being actively separated from intimacy, that strange feeling of loss comes naturally.

But more of it aroused an inexplicable and strange expectation.

That is to say, after being slightly ignored and despised outside, will he come back to the house tonight to make amends to me like he did this morning?

and many more.

Suddenly realizing something, he took a deep breath and calmed down.

Then, Lin Sen’s first reaction was to clench his right fist and gently tap his thigh.

In other words, why are you still looking forward to it?

No, no.

It is best that such a scene should not happen.

In other words, it should be normal to keep things as they are now.

The communication with friends is as light as water, and some subconscious actions will be stopped in time if they are too intimate... This is very good!

That's how it should be!

After brainwashing himself several times, the young man held his head high and chest out, and coughed twice under the girl's meaningful gaze.

"You did well, Ito. I was definitely overstepping my bounds just now."

"Yes. From now on, you can't do this again."

"clear."

"As long as you understand."

"..."

So where does this constant strange melancholy come from?