Cherry-colored Years - Chapter87

It was the last ball of the seventh set.

Tezuka did not get past the net.

"The match has ended!

Yoshi, Atobe, wins!

The score is 76! "

Everything was over.

Just a moment ago, the match had been so intense, but now, the result had been decided.

Everyone looked at the court dumbly.

No matter if it was the winning side or the losing side.

Or even the side that was watching.

Probably because it ended too suddenly.

They did not know how to react.

Just as everyone was stunned, Tezuka and Atobe shook hands before the net.

Tezuka looked at the sky above the tennis court.

The sky was so high.

The sun was so bright.

He saw the girl in the corner, standing in the middle of the three Tachikaidai.

So obvious.

I'm sorry.

Sakura …

His elbow had been cured.

The girl had spent so much effort and used almost two years to cure his elbow.

So that he could continue playing tennis.

But …

In the end, he had lost.

Not only that …

The high-intensity competition had caused his shoulder to collapse. The long battle did not affect his elbow, but it had caused his shoulder to collapse.

This … his elbow healed, but his shoulder collapsed again … She will be angry … I always make her worry …

"Tezuka Kunimitsu, you sure are great …" Sanada crossed his arms and looked at the cold man on the court. That was an opponent that he had acknowledged.

An opponent worthy of respect.

"Is he as great as an idiot?" Rukawa Sakura said coldly.

She had tried everything.

She wanted to do something for him.

But in the end, she still gave him a healed arm so that he could 'fight to the death' to his heart's content?

Tezuka Kunimitsu, have you abandoned your future for responsibility?

Other people will admire you, but I won't.

Our ideals are different.

As much as I want to understand you, you don't understand yourself.

What is the use of a strong sense of responsibility for someone who cannot even take responsibility for his own body and future?

Soul Warrior has nothing to do with me.

Senior Sakura … looks so scary …

Guigai, who naturally had the instinct of a small animal, did not step forward to ask for trouble.

The current Senior Sakura …

Obviously, he could not afford to provoke him.

"Sakura …" Sanada turned to look at Rukawa Sakura.

"What?" Rukawa Sakura sneered.

"Do you think this is a good result?

Or was Tezuka Kunimitsu worthy of everyone's admiration?

If you dare to learn from Tezuka, you can give it a try! "

Sanada could not help but break out in cold sweat.

Seeing this, Liu wisely maintained his silence and let his mind wander.

"You guys continue watching. I'm going to take a walk." Rukawa Sakura glanced at the basketball court and left.

"Director!" Qing Xue's people crowded around their respected director.

Bu Er opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

He looked at Tezuka and sighed.

Although Sakura could understand, she probably couldn't forgive her …

Tezuka raised his head and looked at the audience. He could no longer see that person.

The sky was high and the sunlight was dazzling.

However, that person's warm smile was nowhere to be seen.

Tezuka sat in the supervisor's seat and lowered his eyes.

In the next substitute match, Rijiro was sent up for the Ice Emperor.

As the next director of the Ice Emperor, Rijiro was the one who defeated Toyotaro in the school's practice match. Rijiro had a lot of support in the Ice Emperor. The Ice Emperor's people were already cheering, thinking that they would definitely win this match.

Forgive them for not knowing that there was a little prince in Qing Xue with a cheat code.

"Speaking of the Ice Emperor's Rijiro, is he the guy who fought with you in the newbie match?" Military Advisor Liu asked Qieyuan.

"I'm sorry. Is that so?" Qieyuan scratched his head and smiled. It seemed like he did not have any impression of him.

"Don't play dumb.

He will be the one to lead the Ice Emperor's army next year, "Sanada said calmly.

Small Laminaria stuck out her tongue.

He was the next director of Tachikaidai. He did not care about the Ice Emperor's position.

In Qieyuan's eyes, Tachikaidai was naturally the strongest. The team of kings was unrivaled.

In reality, under their leadership, Tachikai University Tennis Department had won the national championships for two consecutive years.

The title of king was well deserved.

Atobe looked at Rukawa Sakura who appeared before him. He raised his eyes but did not say anything.

“it’s

Rukawa Sakura looked at the King of Ice Emperor, who sat on the bench with his head lowered, and said.

"Even though the human heart is biased, and I am Tezuka Kunimitsu's childhood friend.

However, you deserve this victory, Atobe.

It was Kunimitsu who used their future to trample on your pride. From how I see it, you used the smartest method, the best strategy to deal with it. I probably admire your method more than Kunimitsu's.

Speaking of which, Kunimitsu has always been stubborn and stubborn. I'm sorry, Atobe.

This was an interesting match. "

The King of Ice Emperor chuckled. "You're not that bad, Rukawa Sakura."

"Of course.

Otherwise, how could I have become your friend, Atobe Sama? "Rukawa Sakura smiled.

"But there's no need for an apology.

Since I've already done that, I don't need anyone's apology.

Furthermore, even if there's an apology, it's not up to you, right? "

Rukawa Sakura shrugged. "Do you expect that iceberg to realize that what he's doing isn't the right thing to do?

Actually, there's no such thing as right or wrong.

However, I think he made a mistake this time.

I've always admired people with great foresight, like you, Atobe.

This is probably the biggest disagreement between me and Kunimitsu. "

Atobe raised his eyes to look at the girl before him and suddenly laughed.

"Looks like that man is not only an iceberg but also a block of wood."

"Even though I want to ask why you say that, it's probably as you said." Rukawa Sakura shook her head.

She did not expect Tezuka to turn into someone like Atobe.

Indeed, no matter how one looked at it, she admired Atobe.

For someone as prideful as Atobe, he was willing to lower his head for his teammate.

For the sake of victory, he did not care about his reputation and chose to drag Tezuka into a long battle because this was not only about him but also about the victory of the entire King of Ice Emperor.

In the future, he would accept the extra slot for the national competition for his teammate and King of Ice Emperor.

This was Atobe Jingo, the King of Ice Emperor.

He was very prideful, but he was willing to put down his pride for his friend.

Some people said that he was a good player but not a good person, and Rukawa Sakura did not agree with them at all.

That was because no one had seen the personality behind Atobe's arrogance.

Therefore, while the two of them were silently 'slandering' Tezuka Kunimitsu behind his back, these two people who had not crossed paths before had become 'friends', and their relationship had improved.

At least, they could be considered 'allies' now.

Rukawa Sakura naturally admired Atobe.

Atobe also realized that he had started to admire this woman.

After all, she was from the same country as his grandfather, so naturally, she would not be that far off.

The grandfather did not think that he was arrogant at all. He had the right to say something like that.

"Hey, Sakura, we're preparing to go back. Where are you?" Sanada asked Rukawa Sakura on the other end of the phone.

"We're waiting for you at the entrance of the park. We'll take the tennis club's car back together."

"Sigh, why can't we play in Tokyo?" Qieyuan hugged his arms behind his head and grumbled softly.

"Pfft — Are you a child? Do you only want to play?" Nin Of Gojoseon scoffed.

"Nin Of Gojoseon senpai —"

"This is just the first match of the Kanto Tournament; we can't let our guard down.

Furthermore, today's opponent is not a fair match, "Liu Sheng said with his arms crossed.

"It's' not a fair match ', isn't it?" Marui said nonchalantly while blowing a green bubble.

"Shinichiro." Liu Sheng raised his head to look at Sanada.

"Ah.

Sakura will be there soon. We'll continue training after we return. "

"I'll arrange it." Liu Sheng nodded.

"Atobe, I'm going back now.

Goodbye. "Rukawa Sakura nodded at Atobe.

Atobe touched the mole at the corner of his eye and chuckled. "Okay.

That Tezuka — I won't let him off so easily. "

Rukawa Sakura was silent for a while.

"Thank you."

What followed next was Tezuka's trip to Germany.

With Atobe's personality, even if Tezuka's injury had nothing to do with him, he would still help in the dark.

This trip to Germany would be the turning point in Tezuka's life.

From there, he would embark on the path of professional tennis.

There was nothing else she could do to help him.

Tezuka Kunimitsu would step into the world, and the world of professional tennis would be his home.

Meanwhile, Rukawa Sakura would continue her studies and live a normal life.

Perhaps one day, Kaede Rukawa would enter the NBA, and then she would follow him.

After this, their lives would be separated, and they would not cross paths anymore.

However, wasn't this inevitable?

In fact, she had already expected this.

Therefore, she could only sigh softly.

Separation was like birth, old age, sickness, and death; it was an inevitable part of life. She had known about it for a long time, and she had already accepted it.

Other than that, she did not want to be tied down by other emotions.

Even if they were childhood friends, after ten years of friendship, separation was inevitable.

In a person's life, no one would always be by the other's side.

They were both individuals.

They needed to step into their own world and grow.

The river is clear, the east is drifting, the moon is bright and the stars are shining.

Once we part, where can we find our tracks?

The author had something to say:

I've finally finished writing this' shocking 'battle. I'm exhausted, aren't I?

Actually, many Net King fans did not give up on this match, and they wrote it until it felt like it was too old.

But I still wrote it. I had no choice; the plot required it.

I'll only write this one match, and I won't be joining in the fun for the rest.

Actually, I don't have the energy to write anymore!

In this world where everything is normal but tennis is abnormal, how can I write a match like this?!!!

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PS, I feel like I've finally entered the Kawen period … I really want to end it, but … it's very clear, dear ones, that the road to JQ has just begun ~ ~ ~ (_) ~ ~ ~