God of Tennis

Even in front of the director, the Japanese genius, Okuda Ryosuke, who couldn't wait to be amazed, clearly exceeded his ranking. You can achieve as much as ATP500 or even Masters League. With the exception of Han Woo-jin, he is a person who will rule as Asia's helmet along with Choi Yeon-hyeok.

However, the aftermath of the waves of the Forhand Double, which was even Okuda's reliable support, could not be easily put to sleep. Not only did I miss a set in vain, but Hanwoojin's attack, which spilled with the start, pierced Okuda's coat like a honeycomb.

Paoaoaoaoang!

A green lightning bolt that has already dropped more than two orders of magnitude has lured Okuda's service coat.

“Han Test Game! 20! ”

Okuda's lips were slightly crumpled after two games in a row. Isn't this too much? When the reaction was a little late, it was difficult to handle the service ace and the subsequent rally more than three times.

‘I'm not giving you the two-hand stroke angle... so you've only found one set to deal with me?' ’

It has been more than two years since our first meeting. I did not want to admit that such a desperate skill was limited to one set and a half. The feeling of a gap that I thought I had narrowed it down a little was so terrible that no words could describe it.

But Okuda was also not weak enough to sit here. The game is still far from over. I didn't even look back on myself for two years.

Love All (0: 0)! Okuda to Serve! ”

Okuda, who took the ball, slowly breathed. The strategy he relied on so far no longer works. If so, we needed to try a different strategy to break the opponent again. I was stubborn enough, but going beyond that would only make me a fool.

Pa-ang!

Re-orbit the sub first. The ball falls into the low air, like a good prey to the opponent's drop shot. Reverse rotation with wrist twist produces a suitable topspin. Okuda's serve, as soon as it crossed the net, shrunk its head in contrast to what it had been playing.

However, the opponent has also reached the highest level of reflexes in the world. He was not a great person to score points on such abruptly changed trajectories.

Pa-ang!

Rather, as opposed to the low air serve, Hanwoojin's racket joyfully breathed fire. Immediately after the bound, the serve rises with just the right height and strength. It is no exception to a lawn coat that boasts a difficult bounce.

The moment the ball bounces and bounces, the stroke that captures the right rising is its own decision.

“Love Fifteen (0: 15)! ”

This serve is not allowed. Okuda coldly erases the trajectory of the serve she just punched out of her head. If we allow even rising to Han Woo-jin, the most powerful monster in the power heater, we will get stuck. It was not enough to be buried while digging for a breakthrough without thinking.

After that, the experiment continued. I didn't mind losing one game or two. It was originally a game that did not raise its own odds of winning. Even though he's been here for two years, his opponent is also standing on the other side of an unbelievable adversity. Okuda never imagined that the match would go according to her tastes.

It was after exactly two more games that the flow of one-sided games began to change.

Pa-ang!

At still a terrifying speed, Han Woojin's ball flew. It was a restraint that seemed to test the limits of human reflexes by adapting and somehow leaving. It was not a speed that Okuda could chase after after the weight shifted as she exchanged the ball a few times.

“Han Test Game! 40! ”

There was nowhere else to turn. A heavy sigh came from Okuda's lips, choking in despair. Only two orders of magnitude are the types of serves he's tried so far. I tried adjusting even the day before and after, and none of them worked against Hanwoojin.

Is this it?

It's bitter. Even if you support yourself with your mind, there's no way to reverse the underlying skill car. Despite his best efforts, Hanwoojin and his gap were inexhaustible. Is the enemy so desperate that he can't see even a single tooth of caution?

But Okuda raised the ball. If you don't fight to the end, you're not a professional. I didn't want to be ashamed of the team members who accepted their oppression and followed Wimbledon. If you can't avoid defeat, at least you'll be able to face the man who collapses with courage.

Pa-ang!

Pick and punch the return serve at the desired angle. The ball, which plunged deeply into the service coat, relaxed Hanwoojin's return a little bit because a low height, slow bounce slows the ball down.

Indeed, the next ball, as he guessed, was not difficult to receive.

‘But this is only a matter of time after all. ’

The target is only aiming for a spot that can't be hit as hard as giving up its own score. Delaying the rally as much as possible was the limit of this tactic. It is Okuda's own pseudo-expression that he does not want to win easily, even if he cannot win.

But even for a moment, stroke went over his net beyond five or six rallies.

At that moment, a strange sensation struck him. The body was moving on its own, even though it was clearly not receiving a thumb. The racket comes out of its grip and slides toward the tip of its left hand.

Pa-ang!

“Fifteen Love (15: 0)! ”

It was a sleepy thing. Surprisingly, not only did Hanwoojin look up, but Okuda, who scored with spontaneous switching, was also surprised. He unconsciously took the ball he was halfway through.

‘That was before...? ’

Switching from a forehand double to a one hand. It was a skill I had never thought of. Unlike the two hands that need to rotate the whole body in a striking direction, complete the transition to one hand with one hand holding the handle apart. It was a suitable technique regardless of his current situation that needed to be dealt with as quickly as possible.

This is it. Okuda's eyes have come back to life after finding the bow path. This technique may not guarantee victory, but so far it has not been able to retaliate against unilateral evolution. I even felt a kind of joy rising from my frustrated heart.

“... I was glad to follow you. ”

Okuda's mouth has a refreshing smile as she senses that she has moved up a level. Maybe we can't beat this game. The discovery of one such simple application was not an opponent enough to win. It's all that keeps me wandering around for awhile, and soon the counterattack will begin.

However, this rise in capability is not comparable to one or two losses. Moreover, it was a thousand acts for Okuda who was experiencing stagnation with the completion of the Forhand Double.

Did you really think you could find a way out of Wimbledon to escape the stagnation? Again, Han Woo-jin was a worthy figure to target.

I feel sorry for myself that I'm not there yet, but I have a strange relief in the firmness of the wall that goes over.

Okuda's hand grips the racket, accepting the contradictory emotion. Now it was his turn to struggle until the end.

Pa-ang!

A cheerful ball echoes through Wimbledon's sky, as if listening in Okuda's mind.

* * *

63, 61, 64! ”

The callous voice of the referee declares two rounds of victory and defeat. The two commentators who were guarding the seat with him raised their hands. Han Woo-jin's three-round race was to celebrate the moment of truth. Only the director insisted on a solemn expression, keeping his chin steady.

Victory! Hanwoojin takes two rounds with a score of three to zero again! Grand Slam, the most prestigious of them all, is doing very well in Wimbledon!

Who isn't? Okuda's play was flawless, but it was a pity that he was number one! Especially since the last set of stunts was so much cooler on your back!

It was a cool comment that scratched the itching part of the viewers who were sitting in front of the TV. Moreover, it was great that there were no false words or exaggerations at all. There were few commentators who overpacked and then cooled down, but there was no exaggeration in the comments of Park Sung-jin and Shin-gyeon.

In fact, Okuda's performance in three sets was amazing. He confronted Hanwoojin's aggression while temporarily reclaiming the tense structure shown in the set. It was an instant act of covering the time remix of the forehand double with a one-hand switch.

Hanwoojin couldn't help but admire. He was checking the status window in real time and realized that Okuda had grown one step during the game and was about to collapse.

‘Forhand-level rise during the game... He is the most talented player in Japan. ’

By the time I realized the one-hand switch, Okuda's forehand level had surpassed 18 walls and reached 19. It was expected to be behind Hanwoojin in terms of auxiliary and stats of other technologies, otherwise it would have almost been a dry run from the second round.

“It was a good game. ”

But personal sentiment and courtesy are separate. Hanwoojin stretched out his hand to Okuda without hesitation. A false prophet despises him, but he has the proper manners to prove his point. Even Han Woo-jin who won a second victory couldn't resist Okuda's play.

And Okuda grabs Hanwoojin's hand with a bright face, not as if he were a loser. Despite losing, Wimbledon's income, which was able to see the way forward and the strength of its enemies, was never more than one or two victories.

“It was a good game for me. You're strong."

“The Okuda player has changed a lot. He's a completely different person than he was two years ago. ”

“Is that true? ”

Han Woo-jin is a human being who is as ungrateful as his expressionless face. His words weighed more than someone else's praise. Okuda's face still brightened.

‘I'm worried about next time, but I'm glad for some reason. ’

It was a sinister feeling for Han Woo-jin that the strength of the man who ran after him was not great. I doubted whether I was great enough to grow up like this, but at the same time, I felt more proud than that filled my heart.

But that proud feeling didn't last long. It was Okuda Ryosuke who broke the warm atmosphere.

“By the way, where is that beautiful sister? ”

“Are you talking about Seyeon? ”

“" Yes. ”

“Why are you suddenly looking for Se-yeon? ”

In front of confused Han Woo-jin, he fires a bomb.

“Since we have a lot of time left, I want to ask you out on a date. ”

Unemployed.

In a good way, Poker Face, or in a bad way, Han Woo-jin's grave glabella distorted. Some of Okuda's affections have long since disappeared. Han Woo-jin said, literally transformed into Azura.

“ No. ”

“ Yes? … Hiic."

Hanwoojin turns away, leaving Okuda blue-faced.

That was Wimbledon's second round of engagement with Okuda.