God of Tennis

“Thank you. ”

Hanwoojin reached out his hand with a bold voice. The target doesn't respond, although it was a basic courtesy. Thomas, the opponent of Han Woojin's Fourth Precinct, turns away from his right hand with a face full of minutes. Then he went down from his coat without even looking back.

It seemed that losing the match unilaterally annoyed my nerves.

It's worth it. Han Woo-jin slightly agreed with his feelings. Rather, the 50th place was unilaterally defeated by the lower self, so it would have been much more stressful than losing a normal match.

However, it was a surprising outcome for Hanwoojin. You think you can outrun Thomas in the top 40 in the world? There was hardly a memorable rally in the ATP League's fourth war. Hanwoojin was also curious enough to tilt his head.

‘I won too easily. I guess I grew up competing with Radar. ’

That was the only variable. A stat and skill level that has grown due to the battle with Radar.

Radar was formidably strong, even though he was not a claycoat who could see. If he had not been injured and fought to the end, he would not have known the direction of victory and defeat. Up to two sets, Radar had chased after him tightly, and his stamina consumption was clearly on the uphill side. If I had gone to the long run, it would have turned out to be a completely unknown story.

Even with the help of luck, it was yesterday's battle with such a powerful enemy. Compared to the match against Radar, today's opponent has too little impact. How common can a player who is comparable to the Big 4 level be?

Place the racket in the bag and walk slowly. I didn't have to care about the back of my head because it was my last race anyway. After all the games, I watched the people leaving like a tide, and I saw one waving hand in the corner of the audience.

Regardless of whether Shin Se-yeon's heat was a bit heavy in Australia, the usual suit was nowhere to be found. The thin arm that came out of the sleeve of the short-sleeved t-shirt glowed white.

“You were all right today. Woojin seems to be taking it pretty comfortably, too. Did he have some time? ”

“Well, I guess I did. ”

It was a sharp analysis. At the beginning, she was trying to get statistical insight into the athlete's ability. But now, just watching the game has become a level that can read the dominance between athletes or the flow of the game. It was not just Han Woo-jin who grew steadily.

Han Woo-jin sat next to Shin Se-yeon and let her rest her leg. Even though it was a game with low physical strength, it was nothing compared to normal consumption. On a typical basis, it was a number of exercises that would not be unusual to vomit. A pro-level athlete is something beyond common sense.

Sitting on my butt, my two legs, which were stiffened with fatigue, melted tiredly. The sense of slowly relaxation of the retracted limbs was not a waste of the expression that it melted.

Immediately, Shin Se-yeon came to talk to me, who had packed everything up.

“Woojin, have you seen the sports paper today? ”

“No. It's hard to find things in Australia, and I don't usually see things like newspapers. ”

I didn't do it for nothing. Hanwoojin was generally indifferent to all media, including newspapers as well as TV. He who practiced more when he had time to spend in such a place. I couldn't find a newspaper that I wouldn't be able to look at unless it was within the reach of my country, even if it was overseas.

“So you haven't seen this yet? ”

Shin Se-yeon smiled as if she knew it would be. She opened her laptop and gave it to Han Woo-jin. On the side of the sports news that appeared on the screen, Hanwoojin's face was enormous.

After looking at the title, it didn't take long for his face to be discolored with a shivering expression. I burst a smile that only Shin Se-yeon could endure when Han Woo-jin reacted as expected.

The article she showed me was about a fight between Radar and Hanwoojin that happened yesterday. South Korean athletes won against big players like Radar, so the news would not be too short.

The problem was the content.

“... You're so painted with gold on your face. when you hear a compliment like this, it only makes you look hot. ”

The knights were grading Radar more highly while also praising the Han Woojin who had won against him. as if a single battle had established a relationship between two athletes.

However, it was also an unacceptable assessment if even the slightest knowledge of the situation was known. If Ladal hadn't been injured, the odds would have been opaque, and if it had been a clay coat like Ladal's home ground, Han Woojin would have been on the ground. With only one victory, there's no way to prove he's a better fighter than Radar. This article was covered with compliments that even Hanwoojin was anxious.

Hanwoojin, who was fed up with Korean journalists' excitement again, handed the laptop back to Shin Se-yeon. If I looked at it more than this, my face was too hot to cook.

“Cook, are you so ashamed? ”

“I'm not saying no to compliments, but you can't convince yourself of this kind of compliment. I don't know why you're trying so hard to float me...”

He scratches near the Ferry with a shy look. It was not that I didn't know the intention, but praise received this way only made me look hot. If he had a thicker face, he would have been a hard knight to face as Han Woojin.

As if he had found a weakness, he immediately woke up from the panicked air currents of Shin Se-yeon, smiling in the ventricle. I didn't know what else would happen if I stayed here any longer.

“It's time to wake up. Tomorrow is the finals, and I need to get some rest. ”

“Well, if that's the case, then you have to get up. ”

She wakes up from the grave, smiling as if she knows everything. A bag of cameras and laptops rumbled on Shin Se-yeon's shoulders. She doesn't seem to have a struggle, even though she weighs quite a bit.

The sun was shining out over the clouds, giving them a warm glow.

* * *

It was after the sun had gone down that the two of them spoke face to face again. The sun that had been warming from day to day disappeared, so the air was pretty cool. The wind blowing out of the open window tickles over the skin of Hanwoojin.

‘I wish it was always this weather. ’

Australia's first sunshine was more than that in Korea. If I could avoid the sun, it would be cooler than Korea, but the coat was always placed under the sun. As a player, there was no escape from the sun. Even Hanwoojin's skin was getting rough because a sand was peeled off. Even the slightly coppery body will not be mistaken.

As he touches his burnt forearm, he speaks with a voice mixed with concern for Shin Se-yeon who was working alongside him.

“What's the matter, Woojin? Does your skin keep burning? If you get burned, it's a big deal. ”

People usually base the category of burns on things that are directly on fire or hot. However, the scope of the burn is more subtle. Skin burns when it comes into contact with the sunlight. Strictly speaking, it was a burn. Those who went to the beach in the summer have seen or heard of skin pain complaints.

Fortunately, Han Woo-jin had a fairly thick skin. The sunlight changed color for a long time. He changed the subject by hitting his hand. When Shin Se-yeon starts worrying deeply, the story becomes useless.

“No, I think it's a January tanning. I didn't know how many times I've been around the tropics in the past year... My skin burns surprisingly fast. ”

“Oh, that's right. I've only worn half an arm for a few days, and it's already like this. ”

She shakes her head at Hanwoojin's words and grabs her short sleeve. The arm, which was clearly as white as tofu, turned slightly brown. Not only was it thin, but my healthy-looking forearm caught my attention.

Han Woo-jin, who was chasing it without me, swung his head and regained his mind. And he told me why they're here now.

“Looks like we're out of boats, too. Let's do a briefing on the finals. Marcos won the fourth fight today, right? ”

“Well... I had something to say. I think we should look at that first. ”

Shin Se-yeon connected a line to the camera she was carrying to the TV. After choosing a video to play on the remote for a moment, she found and selected Marcos' 4th Grand War video, which was shot today. Shortly after, the TV screen was full of blue tennis courts.

Between the nets, two athletes face each other, and the game immediately started following the referee's instructions. Perhaps the sub-sphere was taken by the other party.

How long have I been watching you like that? Han Woo-jin, who was concentrating like he was about to enter the TV screen, sighed out loud once.

"Strong. You're both top rankers." ’

Marcos was not the only one. Jimmy Blake, who was facing him, was also a strong man comparable to or greater than Marcos. The two players exchanged the ball without turning back a single inch, and they were playing a battle that only said "Park Bing." The score was also 55 with the first set of dues made. In the audience, there will rarely be more exciting situations. The cheer of the audience recorded on the camera was heard here.

“… Seyeon. How far did you make it to this game? ”

“Three sets. Do you score? ”

“Please.”

Shin Se-yeon flipped through the notebook for a moment and found out what she had written about Marcos and Jimmy's match. I briefly organized the information on the video that would lead to an absurd voice.

“One set was taken by Jimmy to 75, two by Marcos to 46, and three by Tiebreaker to beat Marcos to 1113. ”

It was a fierce clot. I didn't expect anyone to back down from a set of one to three, and the points or scores reached the end, either because I was too skillful. Deuces, full scores, and tiebreaks for damage. I could see Marcos and Jimmy struggling to fit into three sets.

“Hmm.”

Han Woo-jin looked at the two players tangling in the screen with an unfamiliar look. Despite the stamina consumed like a top ranker, the ball's trajectory remains steady. I was amazed at how much I could catch up with the ball.

But that was it. That was the only impression Han Woo-jin could give of the two players.

You've been lucky since you were a freshman. Why is the competition flowing in my favor? ’

If it were a finale, I couldn't have picked a better match than I did. A battle that repeats enemies who can fight with a whistle, wins with all their might, and pushes them to the limit. Marcos' victories and trophies would have been worth more.

However, if there is still an opponent left, the story is different. Three sets, and that's a duel between Deuce and Tybreak. Even Radar, famous for his steel stamina, had a hard time finishing up. At least three or four days was a game with tremendous stamina consumption to restore the original condition.

It meant that it was not consumable to recover until tomorrow at the final. As Hanwoojin, this is the perfect opportunity to slap the weakened opponent in the face.

“... I can't let you. ”

Marcos Body.

The first impression was a strong player. I wanted to fight with all my might... but biting his feet in a situation like this was an insult. No one wants to be considerate of their weakness. That's the pride of the profession. Hanwoojin was also knowledgeable and possessed.

If a weakened opponent climbs on the coat, the user knocks the target down without sacrificing himself. The target's job remains unchanged. Neither was Marcos Bodyshi, nor Roger Pedro.

As a result, Han Woo-jin decided not to hesitate, even if he could only seize victory in vain.

The pupils, which were trembling in his angled eyes, settled heavily.

End

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