God of Tennis

The rain was tracking him down. When I looked up, the sky was filled with clouds, so there was no room to penetrate a beam of sunlight. Even though it was only noon, the world was full of gray.

‘I don't know why you look so skinny. ’

Han Woo-jin thought so.

Immediately after getting off the plane, the humid air welcomed him. It was unpleasant for a short-sleeved shirt to stick sticky.

Shin Se-yeon in a suit walked behind Han Woo-jin, who had dragged only one carrier. She doesn't sweat a drop in spite of this hot weather.

“Se-yeon, isn't it hot? ”

Han Woo-jin asked. Unlike him, who had already started to sweat on his forehead, Shin Se-yeon never stroked his hands. She turns her head and looks at him, answering.

“It's a little hot. Jeju Island is already like summer. ”

Low temperature 23 degrees, high temperature 27 degrees.

There was no sign of dropping temperatures in the rain. Even the sound of the rain outside the incoming window is intense. Only Shin Se-yeon's sinking voice was the same as usual.

Shin Se-yeon took her cell phone out of the suit and touched it a few times. No matter what she saw, she started walking past Han Woo-jin and out of the airport without hesitation.

“Se-yeon? ”

“There's a car in the parking lot. Let's go that way.”

Shin Se-yeon and Han Woo-jin were quite tall for women. The two cool steps quickly led them to the parking lot.

The car facing the two arrivals was the S40 model of Volvo, a semi-military, gorgeous imported car.

‘This is fine too. ’

Every man has a basic car greed. Han Woo-jin thought that even the smooth-looking Benz of the former director was cool, but he also noticed the bold appeal of Volvo.

Shin Se-yeon took the key from the person who was waiting to see if there was any other emotion and immediately opened the door of the driver's seat.

Han Woo-jin was surprised that she didn't think she would drive.

“You want Se-yeon to drive? ”

“Yes, I have a license. ”

Her eyes glaze at Han Woo-jin, who seems to be in trouble. Hanwoojin, who looked like he had made a bad noise, got in the back seat without any more horses.

And as soon as he sat down, Shin Se-yeon, who put the key in, turned the handle roughly.

Khur Leung ―

‘Oh…’

Han Woo-jin was slightly amazed at her skill at pulling the car out of the parking lot at once. Regardless of his appreciation, Shin Se-yeon immediately stepped up to Axel. The engine responds with a majestic sound, and a dull-looking car protrudes forward like a gunshot.

Like a skilled male driver, he was the one who taught her a lesson about driving cars that no one knows from the outside.

At 2 pm, the two who booked a room at the hotel near Seogwipo Tennis Court took a break from unpacking.

The hour after lunch is almost over. When Hanwoojin's body regained its vitality, someone knocked on the door.

“Woojin, it's me. ”

“Oh, wait a minute. ”

Hanwoojin lay on the bed and immediately got up. As I hurriedly opened the front door, the scent of Shin Se-yeon's peppermint was almost hooked. He takes a step back at her scent, still unfamiliar with it. Shin Se-yeon interpreted it as "come in."

I stepped into the chambers.

She sits facedown on the bed with her purse. Before accusing Shin Se-yeon of being careless, her two fingers opened her bag and pulled out a piece of paper.

“I'm the schedule you put together before the competition. Read it. ”

“... It's still dense. ”

Less than I used to do inside the vehicle, but nothing changed except a few parts. The place where Han Woo-jin's eyes stopped as he was reading was about the afternoon rehearsal match.

“Autonomous training at Seogwipo Tennis Court? ”

“Let's talk about that. ”

Shin Se-yeon's voice is always calm. Her voice, which sounds cold, calms those who listen. Hanwoojin naturally made eye contact and focused on her words.

“The home of Ahn Dong Futures starts on July 20, but athletes often arrive before that and adapt locally. There are still quite a few athletes around. ”

“Training at Seogwipo Tennis Court must be some kind of expedition. ”

“Yes.”

Immediately after understanding the point, Shin Se-yeon nodded. She pulls out a few more pieces of paper again, needing to supplement some of the explanation. The contents of the piece of paper were attached, not just letters.

“22 main players have been confirmed, with the exception of those coming up from the preliminaries. 21, except for Mr. Woojin. ”

Most of the league's headlines are filled with seed holders rather than runners from the qualifications. In the case of Ahn-dong Futures, only 10 of the 32 main players entered the ship through the qualification.

It also meant that we could find out the profile of the main contestants before the start of the competition. The documents that Shin Se-yeon pulled out now contained information about 21 athletes.

Hanwoojin, who was looking at one page, stopped his hand on the player's profile. There was a name there that cannot be ignored.

"Okuda Ryosuke (? Xxxxxxxxxxxx ’

Asian rankers are rare in the world of tennis. Although not as popular or ranked as Choi, I remember the name of the Japanese player who was in the 30th place in the world ranking.

Ryosuke Okuda.

Choi Yeon-hyeok from "Jeon" met at the Eight Rivers of Wimbledon and defeated him easily. But Okuda wasn't weak. At that time, Choi Hyuk was too strong. Even Choi Hyuk was defeated at the finals by not crossing Fedro's wall.

In the professional world, superiority is a very upside down standard. Okuda was a wary enough athlete to know that Han Woo-jin still remembers his name.

“... Okuda Ryosuke? ”

“Oh…”

Next to Han Woo-jin who was firmly hardened to a sudden approach, Shin Se-yeon spoke in a bold tone.

“Junior career is good, and this is the third time you've gone pro. I don't see anything... Do you mind? ”

“… No. I just don't feel so good. ”

If you say Okuda Ryosuke is going to be a world ranker in the future, even that rational Shin Se-yeon would definitely see him as a strange person. That's why Han Woo-jin blurted out the feeling of feeling bad.

“A hunch... I'll check it out first. ”

However, Shin Se-yeon did not give up even his unfounded remarks. She took out the notebook she was carrying and wrote down the name of Okuda Ryoske.

‘I don't think we should speak carelessly in front of Se-yeon. People are so thorough. ’

I could see why I was so competent at such a young age. Being thorough, being sincere, and adding a little talent to it won't be difficult to achieve excellence.

Han Woo-jin admired Shin Se-yeon's thorough work attitude while being alert. A great person like her comes to a conclusion with only a small clue.

Of course, it seems to interfere with the silly analogy of the sound of returning time, but Shin Se-yeon saw a glimpse of the resourcefulness.

“There's no details. I don't suppose you can find any matches, can you? ”

“Yes. The players in Future haven't been ranked yet. They were inconspicuous, so we couldn't get a closer look. ”

At the world ranker level, it makes sense that the game video travels through the internet, and after it is produced into video files, it is watched several times to seek strategies.

However, no one even records and analyzes an unknown player's matches. Futures, it was also difficult to find a worthy candidate among the Futures League participants in Korea.

Then we will have to face each other for now.

“There was also an indoor coat at Seogwipo Tennis Court. ”

“Yes, there are three sides to the hard drive. Are you planning on going now? ”

Shin Se-yeon tilted her head as she got up from the bed. It was like asking if you really want to go when it rains. Han Woo-jin nodded.

“Let's go right now. because I'm not going to tell you that you can rest when you arrive. ”

“Whew, so is he. ”

The two people who remembered the frowning and shouting of the traditional director smiled at the same time. The first time she saw her smiling face, Han Woo-jin felt a little closer to someone named Shin Se-yeon. So far, she's only met him thoroughly as an agent versus a player. It wasn't bad either, but it was as friendly as a person and a person.

“I'll get up first. I'll see you on the porch in 15 minutes. ”

“Sure."

As soon as he made an appointment, Shin Se-yeon left the room, and Han Woo-jin immediately changed into new sportswear. The racket in the lightly opened backpack reflects a dull glow. Ignoring the shout that seemed to be asking for it right away, Han Woo-jin locked his backpack and wrapped it around his shoulder.

It was time to go out.

End

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