God of Tennis

Immediately after Han Woo-jin's fall, the situation flowed to the top of the tree.

Shin Se-yeon came to call an ambulance as soon as he seemed to be unconscious, and Han Woo-jin was quickly transferred to the hospital and diagnosed. The former director, who always had a flat face, asked several times how he was doing in Japanese, which he was not good at.

"Simple Exhaustion. I'm going to prescribe an anti-inflammatory medication because it's a little inflamed around my ankle. You don't run for days, you don't run for days, and if you could, you'd be better off with crutches.

Only after the doctor's diagnosis were the two of them able to sigh of relief. The director left Shin Se-yeon in the hospital room and went back to her place, where she generously spent the money provided by the NK Merchant Vehicle.

Saved the monopoly.

Then Shin Se-yeon sat on a chair near the bed and opened the book she brought. It was a statement that he would not leave the room until Han Woo-jin regained consciousness. She sometimes starts reading as she spills her bed.

Han Woo-jin woke up unconscious after a day had passed.

As he slowly regained consciousness, the first thing he felt was a sense of struggle on the edge of his ankle. It was because of the pasta that was covered before the bandage, but it was not known to Hanwoojin who had been asleep.

‘… What is it? My ankle is in the middle of the car.’

The two tightly closed eyelids trembled. As the owner regained consciousness, the muscles that were relaxed were also buried in the soft matrix. Hanwoojin, who slowly opened his eyes and adapted to the light, felt a strange camouflage even near his left forearm.

I knew and took my eyes off.

“Ringer?”

Also referred to as Ringer, or Fluid, was connected near the forearm with a transparent hose. As I looked up naturally, the Fluid Pack hanging from the top also came into view.

Han Woo-jin was only able to perceive his condition properly. It seemed to have collapsed right after the game yesterday. I also felt like I saw Shin Se-yeon's face just before I let go of the ritual. If that's the case, then I don't know.

Maybe she's the one who took action.

After drooling for a while, Han Woo-jin raised his head and looked around. He opened his eyes, but the surroundings were too quiet. If no one was here, I would have tried Nurse Cole.

But fortunately, it didn't have to be. As soon as Hanwoojin got up from his seat, he found Shin Se-yeon snoozing near the bed. I think she was reading a book before she fell asleep, and there was a half-spread book on her knees.

Have you been here the whole time? ’

Shin Se-yeon's face peered quietly was quite overwhelming. It was evidence that he did not sleep well. Han Woo-jin moved cautiously in case she woke up, but as soon as she heard a slight rustling sound, she also opened her eyes.

“Mmmm... Woojin? ”

Shin Se-yeon raised her voice as soon as she opened her eyes and saw him wake up. It seemed quite shocking that Han Woo-jin had always fallen weak.

“Woojin! How are you feeling? Is there something wrong with you right now? And if you were going to collapse, why are you so stubborn? ”

It continued to be a fast-fire sentence. I knew it was because she was worried about herself, but Han Woojin couldn't shake his expression because she had never shown such an emotional face. Shin Se-yeon's award was enough to lose her composure.

I felt like my womb was bad.

As she continued to preach half-worrying, half-reprimanding, she stopped talking after almost 10 minutes.

“That's all for today. Are you ready when you're all better? ”

“Ugh... Don't you think you're treating patients too harshly? ”

“You know you're going to get hurt, but you can't treat a guy who ran and cheated. ”

Shin Se-yeon's expression was still blunt, but her expression was pretty relaxed. Han Woo-jin, who felt relaxed, opened his mouth without knowing how much he was sleeping.

“Se-yeon, what time is it? I think I slept a long time. ”

“Well, it's 5: 05 p.m. ”

“Yes? 5: 00? ”

Han Woo-jin opened his eyes wide for a moment. It was exactly 1: 35 in the afternoon when Roger and the 4th Precinct started. And we've got one set of Tybreaks, so at least an hour and a half, there's two sets playing eight games, so turn it off for over half an hour.

Then you've only slept an hour since?

Then Shin Se-yeon, who aimed for this response and gave a vague answer, smiled and added an explanation. Along the way, she knew about the timing when a person named Han Woojin was about to break down Pokerface.

“I slept for exactly 24 hours and 35 minutes. Is that enough to make your head numb or what? ”

“… You slept all day? ”

This time, his mouth was blown open. It is Han Woo-jin who has never slept more than 12 hours since he was born. If I can't remember, he's been on a 6-7 hour sleep cycle ever since he was in elementary school.

I can't believe you were there.

However, Hanwoojin's cell phone, which was lying beside the bed, showed undeniable evidence, and he could understand why he wanted to be so fit. That's even weirder if the human who was lying down all day moves in one piece.

Han Woo-jin, who was momentarily embarrassed, realized that today is the day of the Tokyo Open Final. He asked with an urgent voice.

“Se-yeon, is the finals over already? ”

“Oh, wait a minute. I got a call that I was starting, but then I forgot to check on the results. ”

Shin Se-yeon remembered what she had forgotten and quickly tapped the mobile phone keyboard. I was afraid to text back. Whoever the opponent was, it was like she was waiting for her text message.

At the end of Han Woojin's persistent gaze, Shin Se-yeon opened her mouth with a embarrassing expression.

“The Tokyo Open won by Roger Pedro. The set score is 63, 62, 2: 0, and the game time is 1 hour and 24 minutes. ”

“… I see. ”

Han Woo-jin, who was nervous with half his body up, listens to her and lies on his back. The reversal that I thought did not happen. Roger won the cup as he naturally did, and the two Korean gods did not surpass the royal palace.

In a certain way, it was also a natural result. Immediately after his debut, there were hardly any first-year athletes who expected the newcomers from Korea to beat Roger, who was regarded as the greatest athlete of all time. The person who had expectations was only one level.

“You don't know... about the game, right? ”

“Yes, I've been here since yesterday. Maybe the super agent or director filmed the game. If you're interested, I'll see you later. ”

“Okay, and thank you for being there. ”

“Don't overdo it the next time you know you're thankful. ”

The two people who talked about it looked at each other and laughed. It was also because we thought of each other a few months ago with an office attitude, and I felt shy looking at each other for no reason. Han Woo-jin or Shin Se-yeon or rational

Ro may be superior, but she has a dull temper.

However, a good atmosphere that was somehow flowing suddenly opened the door of the room and announced the end.

“Hanwoojin, you fool! Now you're awake! ”

“Go, Director?! ”

Without being surprised by the open door with a loud bang, the traditional director walked up to the door and pressed down on Hanwoojin's chest, reflexively raising his body.

“Tsk!”

“Don't get up! What's wrong with a man who's not well off? ”

Although my hands were always rough, this was also my own consideration. After Shin Se-yeon, Han Woo-jin was a little nervous about what he was worried about hearing from the director.

The former director turned his head, lowering his voice slightly, no matter what he was talking about with Shin Se-yeon.

“I've got the plane in three days. How are you feeling? Are you having trouble moving or something? ”

“Everything's fine except the right ankle. ”

“Of course I do. Just hang on to your crutches until the swelling subsides. I bought a pair, so go to Korea. ”

“I don't think it's that bad...”

“Hey! It's the end of the season and you're the only one who doesn't care enough to ruin it! ”

Han Woo-jin, who thought he wasn't going to have crutches on his ankles, immediately drove himself to the disgrace of the falling director. When it comes to athlete's health, it's a tribute. You don't get to say anything here, you get a full-time sermon in bed.

It could have been.

And the tribute was also reasonable. Injuries were of paramount importance, as well as appropriate medical care. Injuries that greatly reduce a player's life are surprisingly less common than serious injuries, such as deterioration or lurking and recurrence.

I did not.

Thanks to his quick mouth, the awards ceremony didn't blame him any more. Han Woo-jin took out the name of the person who wasn't here to turn to uncomfortable topics.

“By the way, Director, what about Yeon-hee now? Did you have a good finals? ”

“Hmm.”

However, a few of his words led to a surprising reaction. As soon as I heard the word Choi Hyuk's name and the final, I firmly fixed my face. If it had been a simple defeat, it would not have come out. Losing to Roger wasn't so special.

The commemorative ceremony was silent for a moment, and he uttered his words in a damp, sunken voice.

“… lost unilaterally. This would be the first time I've ever lost a hand or a foot like that. ”

“Then…”

“Phew, he's stuck in his room and won't come out. It must have been quite a shock. ”

Hanwoojin also changed his face badly after hearing that. Choi Hyuk's mental faculties were never weak. Rather, if he was strong, he belonged to a strong axis. He was beaten once by a fighter stronger than himself, and he wasn't the type to be trapped in a room.

What the hell happened? ’

There are no answers. Hanwoojin looked out the window of the room with his eyes as if he were looking somewhere far away. The sun was just beginning to tilt red.

* * *

“… must we eat, Yeon-hyeok? ”

“Yes, brother. Don't worry about me. Eat first. ”

The sound of my footsteps has gone away from the call. I heard the sound of footsteps for a long time.

Choi Yeon-Hyuk stared at the air with his back to his home visit. The two eyes, which normally shine brightly, are clouded with fatigue and unknown emotions.

He opened his eyes, but he wasn't staring at anything. If you ask what you're looking at, is it a memory from a few hours ago?

"Mr. Choi, it was a good match.

The face of Roger, who handed him a handshake with a smile, flashes like a bubble. Until then, it was clear that he was convinced. I lost to a man so strong. The opponent I can't beat now. Today we must convince defeat and retreat.

The problem was the next word.

But Mr. Choi. I understand you work for Mr. Hahn, correct?

Yes, that's right. You're the same person.

"Hmm, I see.

In the recollection of Choi Hyuk, Roger was making a strange face. He said shortly after touching his beard with an imaginary face that seemed to expect something.

If you don't mind, could you speak to Mr. Hahn? I couldn't talk to him because he looked so tired yesterday.

"Oh, that's okay. What words?"

I didn't think it would be good if I could just think about it. You were wondering what you wanted to say. If you hadn't listened to the next few words, you wouldn't have lost your appetite in such a low mood.

It was a fun game. And next time, tell him to have more fun. The same type of athlete as Mr. Hahn had never been before.

Roger was smiling happily.

I was building a smile that I really enjoyed, not a flat smile like shaking my hand with myself.

And that subtle gap sparked some sort of unpleasantness inside Choi Hyuk.

“... I'm the one who met at the finals, why are we looking for Woojin? ”

I vomited the horse like I didn't even know it. The cloudy emotions mixed in his voice were so unpleasant that he felt himself. But I can't stop. Continue to reflux the esophagus and exit the mouth.

I encountered a high level of skill and got wet with joy.

I faced a wall that could not be crossed and even felt awe.

I even thought losing was worth it.

“Are you having fun? Then what the hell did you do with me? ”

But not the opponent.

Moreover, I was looking for pleasure in a friend, not in myself.

The victories he had won were meaningful to the previous battle, without any emotion.

"Deliver the horse"? That's not funny. ’

In the room with the fire extinguished, Choi Hyuk's eyes burned brightly.

The pride of a natural genius, which I have never encountered before, has ignited.

The End

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