Grand Slam

“What?"

Jinhee insisted once more when she asked me if she was surprised.

“Don't come out. I'll take care of Valerie, so you can keep up with me. ”

In other words, Jinhee asked the quartz behind her to help her.

If the person in charge of the potential is on the left, usually the person in the rear is on the right. When the potential on the left is directed to the right, the rear side behind the right moves back to the left. It is one of the most basic clothing strategies to move organically and eliminate empty space in the coat.

“... Yes. ”

The marble nods in shock at Jinhee's powerful pseudo-expression.

Jinhee nodded loudly to confirm her answer and walked back to Nate.

“Is it over? I like talking to you, but it's been 20 seconds. ”

Choi Young-tae exclaimed as she prepared the serve.

“Sorry, you're good to go! ”

“Come!! ”

Choi Young-tae answered and toasted.

The slow moving arm, the lower body with the already wriggling tone, and the cool eyes of Choi Young-tae gave a strong feeling to marble.

“Flat, center. ”

As expected, the ball entered the center well.

7 and 80 kilometers away from Choi Young-tae's original speed, was also a sub capable of receiving marble.

Boom.

‘Ugh. Heavy... ’

Only one of my predictions was correct. The course was as expected, but was a massive spin serve.

Thung!

The massive spin makes the ball unpredictable, and unfortunately, the return of the marble was extremely clumsy.

Twitch.

The marble with his poor return tried to instinctively shoot forward, but Jinhee's eyes glanced at her, and she had no choice but to pause.

Boom!

Tuck.

Bam!

Tuck.

In front of the hesitant bird, Nate, Yuri, Jinhee and the two priests, there was a war in Bali.

* * *

‘Now, that's good. ’

The marble was amazed at Jinhee, who moved in front of Nate.

He said he wouldn't let it go, but Jinhee was really excited whether he instinctively caught the weakness, not the weakness of the reason why he couldn't send the ball to Jinhee's side dangerously.

‘I, I……. ’

Especially the surprise of Yuli's encounter with Jinhee and Bali was greater.

‘This child… uses space as a structure……! ’

Maybe it's just a sudden look of acceptance.

However, Jinhee sent the ball that came into the same course ‘not one'.

If a normal person does‘ directional ’thinking, which is left and right, Jinhee calculates and sends the ball while it is hard to reach the long and short of each ball, namely the' depth ’.

Ordinary forehand and backhand strokes are natural, but they are quite difficult in Bali when it comes to dealing with unbound balls. If it's a child like Jinhee.

“ ……!!! ”

After chasing after Jinhee's movement, marble soon reached the focus of Jinhee's ball, and soon I realized a great fact.

‘No way...! ’

Although the development of almost a lesson, which could not be thought of as a match, meant that Jinhee was moving according to reason's intentions, Jinhee's ability was still remarkable.

Is Bali controlling the rotation? ’

Boom!

While competing, he carefully watched Jinhee's arm.

Jinhee's stance was like that of Bali, preparing for the ball to be lifted up and lifted off the racket.

Thung!

Jinhee throws herself lightly towards the ball she passed.

Orientation to the body, arms showing minimal movement.

And…….

Wrist!

Jinhee's wrists reacted very slightly elastically like a soft spring.

A hand gesture that controls how many rotations the opponent sends to kill or save.

Perhaps Jinhee is more likely to move her body with an abstract sense of "I wish this were it." It is the physical ability of Jinhee to accurately realize that abstraction like a machine. That's "sensation" and "talent."

“Hap!”

The reason I'm dealing with Jinhee with the net is that I've come to realize Jinhee's extraordinary abilities. And the rally that only took place in Bali continued for a while.

Thung!

Boom!

Bam!

The reason for doing something like that was to stab the ball at a speed and course that Jinhee couldn't afford, and the race on the last day was over without a hitch.

‘I've never scored three points in a day. ’

The greatly disappointed marble examined Jinhee Hee Heel. I am more afraid that Jinhee, who was losing her motivation, will show more affection for tennis.

“... Cook. ”

The marble smiles.

It was because Jinhee's face was frowned and she saw the shame of the man who grabbed the edge of battle humiliation and enlightenment.

“Come here and don't do it. ”

Choi Young-tae and Yuli sat down with their backs and saddled their children for 30 minutes.

That was their prize.

* * *

The bet is over, but the lesson in the form of a match continues.

The 'Massa Free Pass', the prize wagered, is lost if only two points are taken from one game by both marble and Jinhee. It was a very simple condition, but marble and Jinhee could not win two points.

Bam!

Da-da-da-da.

The quartz ran forward and ‘walked over’ the ball with his wrist.

Shrike.

The ball, boasting its own number of turns, did not cross the wall of the reason for blocking it like an iron wall.

With a thumping sound, Yuri who handed the ball of marble over to Bali shouted, looking at the marble.

“I keep telling you not to Approach shot! The approach has got to be bold. If you do, consider further developments! If you don't do it, make sure you slow down the tempo! Seats now!”

An abstract horror envelops the coat.

The marble sparkled like a man who did not die and was thirsty for learning, and accepted Yuri's coaching.

‘I wasn't the best in the world. Same tennis, but never the same. I'm more than seconds, more than seconds, more than seconds. ’

He makes a commitment to hypnotize himself.

After that, I can feel my mind is quite calm.

Teachings also feel like showers in drought land.

“What the hell are you doing there after the approach! No Balinese, no smashing, no stroke! Say Deadzone a few times! ”

Cold sweat flows over Yuri's back.

There is a reason to push the quartz so hard that it doesn't fit.

‘We have to raise Jinhee and scold marble mainly. ’

Choi Young-tae must know Yu-ri's intentions. And the most important figure of this strategy, marble, also looks weary with deep eyes.

‘… I knew it, you know. ’

Over and over again, I thought that Confused Stone would understand this situation.

The waves of thick emotions sweep the weary's eyes away.

“Ko, Coach. ”

It was only Jinhee who was restless to see the stone that was being scolded standing still.

This young girl, who couldn't adapt to the cold and stressful atmosphere, couldn't help but shake her feet.

For now, Jinhee shines white. In his appearance, Yuri smiled in contrition, pretending not to hear Jinhee's words, solemnly shouting.

“Let's do it again. This time Jinhee serves and plays in the background, while Quartz netplays in the electric field. It's gonna be good this time. I'll beat the shit out of you. ”

The sound of a hard and impenetrable reason became a solemn command to move the children's bodies.

* * *

Queek, queek.

“Here's your coat. ”

When did they prepare it?

Choi Young-tae is holding a small blackboard, and Yuri drew a coat on the blackboard.

Four small circles converge.

“A dress is a unique form of tennis. Let me make it simple for you to compare. ”

Yuli twisted the word fast vs. clothing with a vodka marker.

“Fasting is strategy 3 if the individual's ability is 7. Faster, stronger, agile people have the advantage. In a way, it's obvious. That's what sports is all about. Whereas!”

Yuri's strong silence swings the vodka back onto the chalkboard. There is no roughness in the squeaking.

My tone changed without hesitation.

“Victory is the opposite. The individual has three abilities and seven strategies. There will be less than one or two people without a strategy. Let Jinhee tell me. ”

Jinhee, who was nominated by Yuli, is flawed and surprised.

The foam that wiggles its fingers is quite cute.

“… because there are so many balls I can't get…? ”

“Yes, Jinhee is smart. ”

The reason for nodding loudly was explained.

Jinhee scratches her head with her own compliment and looks at her eyes.

“Simply put, I'm comfortable. The coat is the same size, but twice the size of the person. So the ball will be back and forth more than twice as fast? ”

The nodding children were like chicks.

The reason why I barely gave the tip of the puckered smile was because I coughed.

“At the same time, the number of balls that go back and forth more than twice as much. Dress code is the most important reason to interact with your partner. No, practice is more important than communication. We need to keep breathing. ”

“What I did back there was definitely a mob. So how should we formulate our strategy? ”

Quartz raised his hand and asked.

I knew that the country play, not the country play, was for Jinhee, but the explanation of the reason was quite cool and easy to understand, so I asked the question seriously.

‘I knew it wouldn't be like fasting with my head, but in fact... I should concentrate on this opportunity, too. ’

Yuli smiled comfortably, wondering if the enthusiasm had been conveyed.

Usually a gentle, sweet woman. But the reason for teaching was not as good as the soldiers.

“You don't have to teach in words. Match, keep playing. ”

* * *

“We're here. Go eat and get some sleep. See you tomorrow."

Choi Young-tae became a knight and gave him marble and Jinhee at the entrance to the villa.

“Oh, my gosh, it's Sachin. ”

The marble grows faint with the sound of suffering. Then, he aims for Jinhee who knows him gently.

“ ……. ”

Gypsum merchants won't be this cold and hard.

Jinhee was silent.

“Jinhee? Are you okay? ”

Quartz talks again with courage.

Pretend you're scared to get caught, and turn your back on your fist.

“… Yes. ”

Guk, Jinhee twisted her body just a little bit and faced the stone and her eyes.

Jinhee's eyes, the foundation of which is the deep affection for marble. No jealousy, no jealousy, no hatred. Warm light flows through.

But black crepes are painted on it.

The colorful, colorful conveniences of emotions are coated in black like an abyss.

Deep hole close to self-righteousness.

The hole, which was only the size of the needle hole, grew to the size of a blink of an eye.

“... Really? Thank goodness."

The quartz that answers cannot know the heart of Jinhee. I can only surmise.

The voice of marble naturally soaked in depression. Jinhee flinches for a moment, but turns around again and walks over her shoulder.

‘I wonder if I used to be like that. No, I don't think so. Depression and despair vary as much as the number of people.... ’

Like waves that are not high and have short cycles, the stone's eyes flutter.

Looking at Jinhee's back, which appeared to be painted in gray, she doubted herself.

Whether Jinhee is gray or her eyes are gray when she sees Jinhee.