"Game, Kintaro Toyama, 6-3."

"The game is over, Yamabuki wins, 3-0."

The fair voice of the referee sounded, which meant that everything had been settled.

"I won! I actually really won!"

"In the first grade, I defeated the minister of Shitenbao Temple. It's really amazing!"

"To actually sweep Shitenbao Temple out three to zero, Yamabuki is too domineering."

Listening to the excited discussions of the surrounding audience, hearing the happy cheers of the Yamabuki members behind him, and looking at the disappointed and unwilling expressions of everyone at Shitenhoji Temple opposite, Shiraishi Kuranosuke smiled lonely.

"I didn't expect that I still lost."

He lowered his head and looked at his slightly trembling hands with a confused and doubtful expression.

At the end of the game, he also realized how contradictory his previous actions were.

What I insisted on from the beginning was perfect tennis without leaving any loopholes or weaknesses, a tennis path to improve all aspects of speed, technology, strength, physical strength, and mental abilities.

But what was the match just now? The left hand, whom he had always regarded as his trump card, not only failed to defeat his opponent in the first match of his debut, but instead ruined his own tennis style.

"What exactly have I been insisting on?"

Shiraishi Kuranosuke looked dazed. When he realized this, he was hit even harder than losing the game.

Just when Shiraishi Kuranosuke was at the tip of his tongue of self-doubt, a hearty voice sounded.

"Brother, you are quite strong."

Shiraishi Kuranosuke raised his head and was slightly startled when he saw Kintaro Toyama standing in front of him with a refreshing smile, and his somewhat absent-minded eyes gained a little more brilliance.

Then with a wry smile, he stretched out his hand and shook Toyama Kintaro's hand.

He laughed at himself: "Thank you for your compliment."

Listening to Shiraishi Kuranosuke's somewhat lonely tone, Toyama Kintaro frowned, and then said loudly: "No, little brother, why is it just a loss of a game, just like... a

Vice, he looks like he’s not dead yet.”

Not completely dead...

Shiraishi Kuranosuke's eyes twitched.

"What you want to say is probably half-dead."

"Ah, there seems to be such a saying!"

Toyama Kintaro continued indifferently: "If you lose, then work harder to train yourself. Just because you win or lose once, you will be half-dead. That is what a fool would do. If you have this time, you might as well continue to work hard.

Work hard!"

Hearing Toyama Kintaro's words, Shiraishi Kuranosuke frowned slightly and said in a serious tone: "If the previous efforts were in the wrong direction and incorrect, wouldn't it be in vain to continue!"

"It's not in vain!"

Kintaro Toyama retorted loudly.

Kuranosuke Shiraishi was stunned by the sudden roar, and looked at Kintaro Toyama, who had bright eyes and was even more serious than himself, a little surprised.

Kintaro Toyama said forcefully: "I once asked my mother-in-law a similar question."

Mother-in-law?

"My mother-in-law said: Young people need to worry about what is right and wrong! What direction? As long as you choose a path, it will always be the way forward!"

When Toyama Kintaro said this, his eyes glowed with unprecedented brilliance.

"So I don't know what is right or wrong, what direction, and I don't care. I only know what my goal is! What is the road under my feet! So no matter how bumpy it is! As long as you work hard, no matter how long it takes, no matter how hard it is,

I won’t even stop!”

At this moment, Toyama Kintaro looked past Shiraishi Kuranosuke and looked straight at the smiling Souji Hata opposite him.

"Besides the agreement with my mother-in-law, I also have someone I always want to defeat!"

"Rather than doing boring things like doubting myself, all I want to do is keep working hard and become stronger."

After finishing speaking, Toyama Kintaro looked at Hatada Souji, who was waving to him, and his tone became less passionate, and he said relaxedly: "In short, let's fight again after I become stronger next time.

"

With that said, he ran away from Shiraishi Kuranosuke.

Looking at Toyama Kintaro's back, Shiraishi Kuranosuke felt that the problems that had troubled him before seemed to have been solved a little bit.

But it will take some time to formally figure it out.

"Hoo~"

After exhaling a long breath, Shiraishi Kuranosuke calmly walked towards the rest area of ​​Shitenhoji Temple.

"Sorry everyone, I lost!"

Facing everyone at Shitenhoji Temple, Shiraishi Kuranosuke bowed deeply.

...

It’s strange, why don’t you talk?

Shiraishi, who bowed, was a little confused.

That's right! Everyone must be complaining about me, the minister, who obviously boasted about winning before going on stage, but ended up losing in such an embarrassing manner.

OK! It’s decided! I’ll bow until everyone allows me to get up!

Shiraishi Kuranosuke prepared his mind and closed his eyes nervously, like a prisoner waiting for trial. As a result...

"Click~"

Well, what sound?

When he subconsciously opened his eyes, he found Jin Xiaochun squatting in front of him holding a camera and a funny smile on his face.

"Is the takoyaki delicious?"

"tasty......"

Kuranosuke Shiraishi answered subconsciously.

"Click~"

"What on earth are you doing!"

After reacting, Shiraishi Kuranosuke immediately took two steps back and stayed away from Golden Koharu.

"Oh my, I took a great photo."

Jin Xiaochun stood up and looked at the pictures in the camera with a satisfied look on his face.

Then he shook the camera in his hand at Kuranosuke Shiraishi and said with a smile: "This is your punishment."

"Punishment...punishment? Is that all?"

"Of course it's not just this. You think we'll let you go just like this! You're so naive!"

Ren Zuqian also said angrily with his hands on his shoulders.

Ichiji Yuji said with a smile: "Of course I want to put these photos into the tennis club's funny collection album so that the members behind me can have a good laugh!"

Shiraishi Kuranosuke was stunned. There was no blame in his eyes. Instead, he looked at his subordinates with comforting eyes. I was blindfolded.

"you......"

"Okay, don't worry about this after the game is over!"

Osamu Watanabe skillfully put his arm around Shiraishi Kuranosuke's shoulders.

"Tonight, I'm treating you to the water line."

"Oh! Water line!"

“Have a big meal!”

"By the way, why can't you eat meat?"

Shiraishi Kuranosuke looked at everyone in Shitenhoji Temple in confusion.

"Coach, everyone..."

"White stone."

Hearing the voice, Shiraishi Kuranosuke turned around and found Watanabe Osamu looking at him seriously.

"Thank you for all your hard work."

One sentence made Kuranosuke Shiraishi feel a little sore in his nose.

"coach."

"Don't doubt yourself, you are really doing well. I believe you will become stronger in the future."

"That's right, Shiraishi Kuranosuke is really strong!"
To be continued...