God of Tennis

“Oh, it's over already. ”

Okuda looks down at her coat with an admirable voice. The match in his eyes was already closed with Han Woojin's victory. The difference between the two athletes was clear, and the difference in skill was even more clear.

Shin Se-yeon asked with a curious face, even though he was a good agent, he didn't have the athlete's senses.

“It's over? ”

“" Yes. I don't see anything else. The opponent is so weak, I don't think he wants to show his skill. ”

He said as if he were Han Woo-jin. In fact, the decision was almost consistent with Han Woojin's idea. Lee Yong-un was too short of an opponent to draw out Han Woo-jin's skills. A player who has no way to reverse just by pushing with the basics.

It was quite unexpected for Okuda to come to see a Korean player who had overwhelmed himself in one game.

“Ms. Okuda. ”

As he was about to get up, he turned his head in anger at Shin Se-yeon's call. The woman's gaze was still enough to shake the mediocrity of a lesser tennis player.

“Please, tell me. Ms. Shin."

“... In Okuda's opinion, what kind of player is Woojin? ”

A different word came out from Okuda's expectations. He sighed deeply, just in case. How come this pretty Korean sister had no sense of seeing him as a man at all.

“It's a little scary. ”

“Are you scared? ”

Shin Se-yeon's eyes widened as she expected some kind of answer, like technical excellence or physical excellence. At last, Okuda explained in a cheerful voice, looking at her human face.

“There are many players who are good at computational play. But I've never seen anyone as hot as him. ”

Oh, something came up. Okuda picks up her index finger, pointing to her head and heart, thinking of a plausible word.

“ You know what they say? Your head is cold, your heart is hot. ”

“ Ah…. ”

It felt like it made sense but it didn't make sense. Shin Se-yeon was silent for a while while while trying to put her mind to rest. And Okuda's silence, looking at her like that, was not long.

[Finish Set 1! Hanwoojin plays a set against the player he used without giving up even a single game!]

“Already…"

Shin Se-yeon opened her mouth slightly on the set that was finished after tidying up her thoughts. Okuda takes off her butt, feeling bored by the game flowing as expected.

“See you later, Miss Shin. I'll go first."

“Yes, goodbye. ”

Shin Se-yeon slightly glanced away from him. Just as I turned my eyes again and looked down at her coat, Okuda became furious for some reason. It was the first kind of feeling he felt.

He once spilled a Korean athlete from a sportcut who was just standing on his coat, leaving the arena.

‘Hanwoojin... It won't be easy in the competition. ’

The friendly match that day, when Agent Sato was forced to flee, scratched his pride.

Ryosuke Okuda, age 20.

It was a moment when the wind entered his lungs and he was on fire for some reason.

* * *

“Congratulations on passing the first round. ”

"Oh, thank you."

Han Woo-jin took a cold towel from Shin Se-yeon and scoured her face once. Even though my physical strength was not large, it was so hot that I sweated less. I felt a little better by cooling the cold towel on my face.

The atmosphere of Han Woojin, which sank before the match, made it difficult for Shin Se-yeon to talk. His face was heavy for the athlete who overcame one set and was given a high speed abstinence.

In fact, the ideal future that I was drawing in my head was just a little bit more complicated as a result of the warp down. As Shin Se-yeon, who had no talent to look into Han Woo-jin's mind, she had to worry about the dark expression on her player's face.

Hanwoojin, who wiped all the way to the top of his neck, knew that his sweat stopped and gave him the towel back. And he told Shin Se-yeon, who put the towel in her bag.

“I'll be right back at the lodge. Se-yeon, come back later or take a breath somewhere else. ”

Players aren't the only ones who get busy as the competition gets closer. Shin Se-yeon also struggled to analyze the match between athletes. It seemed silly to stay up all night researching the list and information of preliminary contestants.

After some time, Han Woo-jin was able to know a little about a woman named Shin Se-yeon.

‘It's a bear that looks like a fox. ’

She was a workaholic who was born in a good house and would have lived a long life, just by looking pretty. I didn't know he'd quit his job unless he begged me to rest.

Her attitude focused solely on silence must have driven high performance, but it must have also contributed to cutting off communication with others.

“Mr. Woojin. ”

“Yes?”

No matter how easily they won, their stamina consumption was not zero: temperatures approaching 30 degrees and jumping in the sun resulted in significant levels of body moisture and muscle consumption. Meanwhile, Shin Se-yeon's voice was about to go back to the lodge and eat.

Stopped.

“An Okuda player came by earlier. ”

“... you've come to see my match. What did you say?”

Hanwoojin lowered his slightly irritating voice. It was only fitting that the cautious person went to spy on him. There was only one rocky Okuda Ryosuke who could have taken him to this competition.

Shin Se-yeon thought about how to say it, and opened her mouth.

“He said it was a little scary, you know what I mean? ”

“I'm a little scared.... ”

You're still going to fight.

Hanwoojin used a rough analogy of Okuda's heart. After using a little acronym, you can see the user's attitude to lower the target's abilities and improve their skills. Probably thought it was worth fighting over.

I liked you too. Beating a losing opponent won't get you anything, and it's not often you get a chance to defeat a talented player like Okuda.

Moreover, Forhand Double was not just a technique that could be completed for a full day.

“I don't know about that one. ”

“It's not much to worry about. Go get some rest. I'll be there before dinner. ”

"Yes."

After waving a small hand behind Shin Se-yeon, Han Woo-jin stepped out of the stadium.

The place was so close that I didn't have to drive. Only the loud voice of the host announces the start of the next match strikes their ears hard.

* * *

The time thereafter flowed like water along a simple schedule.

After passing through the first round with overwhelming sexuality, Han Woo-jin went straight to his accommodation and rested. I ate and slept. Exercises such as strength training were absolutely gold during the schedule.

It takes at least 48 hours for the fatigue of the muscles used to completely subside. The same is true of this recovery period for weight training.

After at least one match, you can recover after a few days, but you will be competing every day from the second round.

Given that some poor condition can ruin the match, it is more than anything else that is consuming physical strength.

Han Woo-jin focused on not losing his senses, just in parallel with simple aerobic exercises and walling.

― Okuda player easily breaks through for 1 turn. Scores 61, 62.

Shin Se-yeon seems to have been analyzing the opponent while taking care of the immense match. According to her, Okuda did not have a two-handed style. That means the forhand double isn't finished yet.

The rest of the players were roughly spilled.

It was because he was confident that there was only one Okuda who could win because of Han Woo-jin's ability to get a quote.

Shin Se-yeon no longer said if she sensed that there was a reason for that seemingly vain attitude. Perhaps he understood that Han Woo-jin's skills were far from the average level of the competition.

July 23.

The date of Hanwoojin's two-round match is approaching, with long breaks and short breaks. His first lap was close to the front, and his second lap became the first.

The opponent was Kim Jin-hyun, a Korean athlete in his 30s who had passed by. A man who played more than 30 years enthusiastically, but was not very good.

His appearance that seemed to overlap with his own past that he wanted to forget put a heavy emotion on Han Woojin's chest. Even the soil that made him today was rejected in the past that I wanted to forget.

Maybe that's why Han Woo-jin was surprised at Kim Jin-hyun for speaking suddenly?

“You're Han Woo-jin, right? You're young, but you're amazing. ”

“Oh, yes... Thank you. ”

He made a voice that I didn't even know was bewildered because very few people came to talk with him intimately. Kim Jin-hyun came before Han Woo-jin said anything and sat down next to him.

What are you thinking? ’

He smiles at Han Woojin, looking at him with a shivering expression. He pulls something out of his chest.

It was an analog picture.

“Don't take this the wrong way, just talk to me. She's my daughter.”

An old photo of Kim Jin-hyun holding a small child. Han Woo-jin couldn't imagine what he was thinking showing this to me, so I just stared at his face.

Then, Kim Jin-hyun made a bitter smile and took a picture of the road into his arms.

“My child is a little sick... I think he can run as a tennis player until this month. If I lose to a player like you, I think that would be a good ending. ”

It was a story that made my eyes flush.

However, it was not possible to return to the team if a player who had not had a proper experience and had gone over thirty had taken seasonal breaks.

Even in the case of Han Woo-jin, it is expected that he has continued to do activities without skipping a single season. If he had taken a little break, he would have been released earlier.

However, Hanwoojin's face was hardened unlike when he was embarrassed by Kim Jin-hyun's approach. It was because he had experienced "this" a few times before.

“… then let's try for the best ending. ”

“Yes?”

Not like this, Han Woo-jin made a cold smile on Kim Jin-hyun's face. He didn't like this kind of effort.

End

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