Back to the day after the end of the Kanto Tournament

"What a joke!!"

"Calm down! Little Shihara!! ”

Bandaging his arm, Zi Yuan instantly rioted after hearing the conclusion of the doctor, completely losing his usual laziness and silence, and when Huang Se saw it, he immediately stepped forward and persuaded him.

"Treatment for at least two months?!!"

"How could I accept such a ridiculous thing!!"

His expression became very terrifying, and Ziyuan shouted angrily.

Momoi on the side was frightened by his voice and took a few steps back.

"I'm sorry.."

"Let me be quiet."

Looking at the frightened Momoi, Ziyuan paused slightly, and then lowered his head so that people couldn't see his expression clearly, and he apologized in a low voice.

Then a man left the room.

"Doctor, is there really no way?"

Seeing Shihara leaving, Huang Se turned his head to look at the doctor in front of him and asked.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"What the hell did that injury do?"

"If he wasn't physically strong, it would be a question of whether he would be able to recover."

On the contrary, the doctor did not quite understand what these young people were doing.

A fracture of that magnitude is the same as being hit by a car.

"Two months is the most basic period of treatment."

"After that, we will have to observe the extent of his recovery to decide whether he needs treatment in the future."

"Try to avoid moving your right hand and getting hurt again! Otherwise, you may end up with a disability that you will regret for the rest of your life. ”

As if he was a little worried that this group of young people would mess around, he admonished with a stern expression.

Kase and Momoi walked out of the room, both of them silent.

"Zijun. It must be very uncomfortable. ”

"yes. He says that, but in his heart he likes to play tennis more than anyone else."

……………

"Smack."

Walking silently in the corridor of the hospital, Ziyuan was in a very complicated mood.

"Huh? Two years? ”

But as he passed by a hospital room, he heard a familiar tone coming from inside through the door.

Eiji Kikumaru

"Yes, his right hand is in terrible condition"

"The initial judgment of the time for treatment will take at least two years or more."

"Although the arm will gradually recover with treatment, it is impossible for the hand to perform strenuous activities during this period."

"Isn't it?"

The sound from inside stopped Atsushi Shihara, who had been walking around

"It's okay"

"Kawamura, what are you laughing at?"

"At least two years! This means that you will not be able to continue playing tennis in your country. ”

"Shut up, Eiji! The river village is like this, and you still talk like that. ”

The sound of communication kept coming, and Ziyuan listened quietly.

"But, doctor, is it possible to be cured once and for all?"

"There is no guarantee, it can only be seen how effective it is during the treatment."

"Really."

"I'm curious, why did his hand become like this, was it hit by a truck with one hand?"

"Ahh

Ziyuan no longer listened, but walked away slowly, his figure so lonely and sad.

……………

"Wow!"

It wasn't until he woke up in the early morning of the next day, when Ziyuan was sitting in the ward resting, that he heard a familiar sound.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

It was the sound of a slap, and he had exercised countless times, and Shihara had judged it, even if it was slow and slight, but he still knew what it was.

Puzzled, he walked to the windowsill, then opened the window and looked.

“.！？”

But when he saw the scene in the yard clearly, his pupils couldn't help shaking.

I saw that Takashi Kawamura's right hand was bandaged, but his left hand was holding a tennis racket and waving it awkwardly, and he didn't seem to be very comfortable playing with left-handers.

"That guy"

I couldn't describe what kind of mood he was feeling now, and Ziyuan couldn't understand what he was doing.

Obviously he was announced a two-year "sentence", but he is still training?

Does he still think he still has a chance to play in the country?

The answer he finally knew at noon.

"That."

After eating, I was just about to go back to the ward to rest, but I heard someone behind me calling me.

Ziyuan turned around and saw Takamasa Kawamura standing behind him with a tangled expression.

"What's the matter?"

said a word coldly, Ziyuan was not in the mood to communicate with him.

"Something about the previous game"

"I'm so sorry."

“？”

Not understanding what Takashi Kawamura was saying, Shihara turned around and looked at him in confusion.

"I'm really sorry I hurt you."

Almost apologizing with his head down, Takashi Kawamura said in a serious tone.

"Why do you want to apologize?"

Surprised, Zi Yuan glanced at the injury on his right hand and asked.

"Because if it hadn't been for the ball I hit, you wouldn't have been hurt."

"I didn't expect to hit a ball like that."

Obviously, he was the first to "speak badly" in the game, and he was the one who went to catch the ball, but Takashi Kawamura took the initiative to come over and apologize to him.

Ziyuan had never met such a "good old man", and he was stunned for a while.

"You don't have to apologize to me"

"It's just my disrespectful words, and it's my own choice not to listen to the dissuasion to catch the ball, and it's not your fault."

"If I really want to apologize, it should be me."

As the saying goes, don't stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling person, Ziyuan also knew that his words that day were a little excessive, and if he wanted to judge whether it was right or wrong, it would definitely not be Kawamura.

(Say whatever you want. But I'm not going to give up! ）

(Purple Plains, don't pick up!! ）

The final moments of the match flashed back to his mind, and in the final ball, he was defeated by Takashi Kawamura with a blow that he never imagined.

Why did I pick up that ball at that time?

Maybe it was because he saw Takashi Kawamura, who was firm in his beliefs and tried his best, burst out with a power that surpassed him, and he didn't want to believe that fact.

So much so that he couldn't do enough to lose in that kind of confrontation

(You lost on your own arrogance. Purple Plains. ）

Bai Jin's words came back to memory, and he might have said it.

Looking down on people who are inferior to themselves, blindly denying the efforts of others

Listening to Akaji and Shiratsu is also because they are more powerful than themselves.

He said that tennis was boring, but in his heart he wanted to lose more than anyone else.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he was a little dazed by Ziyuan's question, and Takashi Kawamura scratched his head with his left hand and wondered.

"You're all like this"

"Why are you still training?"

Kawamura's slow swing training in the morning flashed through his mind, and Ziyuan's tone was a little low, and he asked questions in a slight voice.

He was obviously injured more seriously than himself, but he was still doing that "ridiculous" effort.

It looks so insignificant and insignificant

Struggling like an ant

But it was such a person who hit a goal in the game that he couldn't catch.

"Huh? Did you see that? Please, don't tell the doctor about them."

"As for why I'm training, it's because"

"I still want to keep playing tennis."

"I made an appointment with Tezuka for three years in junior high school, no matter what happens. Will definitely keep up with them!! ”

PS: I just woke up before!

Take your time! Won't owe today anyway!

The timeline after this does not conflict with the tryouts, is it an interlude or a flashback?

(End of chapter)