The Revenge Game of the Princess of the Net King

The weather in August is extremely hot.

The tall buildings in the city reflect the bright sunlight everywhere, and they are all dazzlingly white, and there is no place to cool down.

Today is August 22, the day before the finals of the national competition.

In the tennis club of Kanagawa Tatekai University Affiliated High School, Yukimura Seiichi still had his hands folded across his chest and the jacket he had chosen was draped on his body. He stood aside and watched his teammates train as usual. Occasionally, he would come off the court to provide individual guidance. It was just that

That's not right for him now! To be precise, it should be more than a month, and he will be more or less absent-minded when doing these things. This summer, although it is unusually hot, his heart is colder than winter. Yes

The scorching sun and scorching weather can't warm us up no matter what.

Tomorrow is the finals of the national competition, and it is also the second contest between him and Qingxue. The person in the first Kanto finals did not see it. This time, he hopes that person will come to watch his game, even though he knows very well,

it's out of the question……

Thinking of Xie Moeran, Yukimura Seiichi felt even more depressed. Even though it had been more than a month since Moer left, he still couldn't accept this fact.

She has left him forever...

Looking at his teammates sweating profusely on the court, a feeling called "shame" arose in his heart. He realized that as a leader, he had ignored the expectations of his teammates for the sake of his children's personal affair at such a critical moment.

, in Genichiro's original words - "It's so lax!"... This realization made him deeply disgusted with himself. How can he deserve to be their minister like this? Yukimura Seiichi, you are also so irresponsible

.The sneers in his heart continued, but he was pale and powerless.

I will miss her, I will think about her involuntarily, I will think about her all the time. I will think about everything about her, her good things, her bad things, everything about her.

No way! None of this is under his control.

"Ah, well, Li Hai Da's people are really not gorgeous, huh, Hua Chi?"

"yes!"

Who else can say such provocative words except Mr. Atobe, who thinks he is incomparably gorgeous?

Yukimura Seiichi looked outside the tennis court. Atobe Keigo walked over with one hand in his pocket, followed by Takahiro Kagachi who was still inseparable from him. It was a surprise that he would appear here in such a hot weather.

Being well-educated, Yukimura Seiichi did not show any surprise. He remained so calm, staring at Atobe Keigo who was walking towards him, and the curvature of his lips was just right.

"Atobe-kun is so free. He actually has time to see us less gorgeous people. I'm really surprised that Atobe-kun is so free." He smiled so softly.

A few people who did not devote themselves to the training admired their minister so much that they simply achieved the purpose of ridiculing the enemy without spending a single soldier. When will I be able to cultivate to the level of the minister?

"Oh! I remembered. Atobe-kun doesn't have to go to class or train the tennis club members now, so he should be so free!" Don't blame him, he was not in a good mood today. If you want to blame it, just blame Atobe.

Keigo's arrival today was very unlucky, and as soon as he arrived, he provoked the members of the tennis club including him... In other words, Keigo Atobe became his punching bag!

"You——" Atobe Keigo was so angry that he couldn't speak. Humph, it would be their honor for him, Atobe Keigo, to come to their Likai University!

He glared at the young man standing there unhappily, then suddenly thought of something, with an unfathomable smile on his face: "Yukimura, I have good news for you today! I wonder if you want to hear it?"