Tennis: One-on-one with the villain master, Kaido starts

When Toyama Kintaro opened his eyes again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

He carefully raised his arm and tried to get up.

Hmm?

No more pain?

After three hours of training, Kintaro's arm felt a tearing pain when he moved it.

Now, he can jump around.

Kintaro stood up, shook his arm vigorously, and jumped violently.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore, and I feel refreshed!"

"It's amazing!"

"Little boy, are you awake? You slept for a long time! This sleep lasted for four hours."

A familiar dull voice came from behind, and Kintaro turned his head immediately.

"Coach Kaido, your massage is really useful." Kintaro excitedly raised his thumb.

"Really?" Kaido sneered.

"Now that you have recovered, let's start the next training."

"There are still two hours until the end at five o'clock. Pick up the racket and keep swinging."

"Okay, Mr. Kaido!"

......

The first day of training ended perfectly.

Starting from the second day, Kintaro Toyama arrived at the Chiba Arena at 8:30 every day.

In this way, the training days began to get on track.

At 8:30 in the morning, Kintaro Toyama would step into the Chiba Arena on time and spend half an hour reviewing yesterday's knowledge.

Swinging, serving...

Warm up the body so that when Kaido starts training at nine o'clock, the body will be in excellent condition.

However, he was greeted by the more severe Mr. Kaido.

"Kintaro, how many times have I said, breathing, the most important thing is breathing!"

"If your breathing is messed up, the rhythm of hitting the ball and running will be affected."

'Dong——'

After reminding several times.

If Kintaro cannot correct his mistakes, Kaido will angrily smash the mace in his hand on the concrete floor of the stadium.

One after another, small pits appear on the concrete floor of the stadium.

The small pits represent Kintaro's habitual mistakes that he has been unable to correct for a long time.

"Kintaro, do you see these pits?"

"They are the deep-rooted mistakes in your body that are difficult to change. If you don't level these pits, you will just be a player who can play tennis with many loopholes."

"Run, Kintaro, quickly! Make running and swinging your racket your body instinct and develop muscle memory."

"Your opponent will not give you extra time to think. Judge the opponent's hitting direction and technique, and quickly chase the ball. Only by hitting back can you score."

During the training process, Kaido rarely gave Kintaro a good face.

Tennis players of his level have seen the darkest side of tennis. The scars on his body are left by being hit hard by opponents on the tennis court.

(In the memory of the master teacher, all memories about the original body are replaced with tennis memories, and the scars on Kaido's body are left by his opponent when playing tennis.)

Ask which teacher, don't want his students to become stronger and shine in the world arena.

In order to make Kintaro adapt to the cruel tennis court, he Kaido wants Kintaro to leave all the pain in the training ground.

That's enough!

Thinking of this, he put away the tenderness for Kintaro in his eyes and turned it into a fierce look!

"Kintaro, run, since you have chosen the path of tennis, you must endure all the hardships in the middle."

"Stand up! Pick up your racket and continue to serve--"

"Aren't you going to be the champion of the National Elementary School Tennis Competition? With your attitude, don't brag!"

......

The days of training passed day by day.

There are often large and small potholes on the ground of the stadium. They are Kintaro's shortcomings and Kaido's expectations.

However, this made our Chiba gym owner suffer, and he had to do the work of a cement worker.

In the court,

Kaido served the ball himself and asked Kintaro to hit back, and there were several tennis balls at the same time.

"Kintaro, hurry up, run faster!"

"Hit back!"

Kaido's teaching method made Chiba Masao, who was squatting on the ground and filling the pits with cement, feel a little scared.

He dared to swear that even the cruel U17 did not have such a perverted training method as Kaido.

If Kintaro left after learning, and found that the tennis world was not what Kaido said, would he come back to settle accounts with him?

It was a bit strange to think that Kintaro was influenced by Kaido and became a second copy of Kaido.

Chiba, who was applying cement, imagined a picture in his mind.

Toyama Kintaro VS Shiraishi Kuranosuke!

Toyama Kintaro:

"Minister Shiraishi, have you seen the real tennis world? A tennis player like youThe hand is a flower in a greenhouse, it has no ability to withstand pressure. "

"I put my life aside and play tennis with you with the expectations of teacher Kaido, so cheer up!"

Shiraishi Kuranosuke:

"In front of Toyama Kintaro, I am like a tennis rookie!"

Thinking of this, Chiba shuddered.

He looked at Kintaro who was being trained by Kaido.

Kintaro is indeed a player with super talent in tennis. Chiba Masao can clearly feel Kintaro's rapid progress.

Every time Kaido raised a question about Kintaro, he corrected it at most five times.

And never make the same mistake again!

But even so, Kaido was still not satisfied, still made strict demands, and kept urging.

"Will this push the child too hard! ”

After filling the small hole on the ground, Chiba walked to the side and sat down, waiting for today's training to end.

Kaido, who was training, looked at Kintaro who was serious, hardworking and had no complaints, and couldn't help but think of the rebellious son at home - Yamato.

Every day, he only contradicted himself.

"It would be great if Kintaro was my son! Inherit my tennis legacy. ”

Kaido couldn’t help but feel sad when he was deeply moved. He picked up the red wine gourd that had been hanging on his waist and drank it all.

‘Ton ton ton——’

The strong liquor went down his throat, and the difficulties of life and the disharmony of the family intertwined at this moment.

The tip of his nose felt sour, and two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

Down his cheeks, they fell to the ground in big drops.

“Yamato——Woo~”

“You unfilial son, woo~”

Kintaro, who was swinging the racket, was stunned when he saw this scene.

Is this still the Kaido teacher I know?

He cried so tenderly?

And who is Yamato?

Kaido drank the strong liquor and returned to his dormitory, completely forgetting Kintaro who was swinging the racket behind him.

Kintaro looked at Chiba on the side with some confusion.

“Take a break! Kintaro, come to me. "

Qianye waved to Kintaro and asked him to come to his side to rest for a while.

‘duang——’

Kintaro sat down on the cushion beside Qianye and stretched to relax.

"Are you tired recently?" Qianye asked.

"Tired~ It's okay! I'm not afraid of being tired, but I don't understand why teacher Kaido is so strict with me during training?"

Kintaro didn't understand why teacher Kaido, who usually smiled, seemed to be a different person when it came to training.

"Also, is the real tennis world that teacher Kaido talked about true or false?"

"How can you risk your life to play tennis!"

Kintaro, who had just started tennis, had a lot of questions, and most of Kaido's words were like riddles to him.

Don't understand! Don't understand!

Qianye looked at Kintaro's puzzled look and laughed.

"Kintaro, I think teacher Kaido is right to be strict with you. Did you see the scar on his abdomen? That was left by his opponent on the tennis court. ”

“Many people play tennis all their lives but it’s just like playing house. The real tennis world is even more cruel than what Mr. Kaido said.”

“Really?” Kintaro lowered his head to think about Chiba’s words.

“Director Chiba, I still have questions. Can I ask you?”

“Of course.” Chiba nodded.

Since coming to Chiba Stadium, Kintaro found that many things in this stadium are quite fragmented. If he doesn’t ask, he will suffocate.

“Mr. Kaido told me that he came here to be a coach because he lost to you in tennis.”

“But the two people on the opposite side said that you are the prodigal son of a Tokyo tennis family and you can’t even serve.”

“I see that you have never touched a racket before, and I am also confused. "

The strength of Chiba Masao has always been a mystery in Kintaro's heart.

This stadium exudes a strange atmosphere everywhere.

Hearing Kintaro's words, Chiba smiled and shook his head, saying helplessly.

"What do you think it is like, Toyama Kintaro!"

Suddenly!

Chiba's eyes changed from gentle to serious, and Kintaro's ears began to ring with a "bang bang" sound.

The sound is getting louder and louder!

An invisible sense of oppression made Kintaro breathless.

The sound of "bang bang——" became more and more rapid.

It was so rapid that Kintaro's nerves were tense and he dared not look into Chiba Masao's eyes again!

......