Grand Slam

Jinhee asked if she heard the murmur of marble.

“How did you know? That player is Williams. ”

Despite Jinhee's question, marble was silent, looking at Williams sitting on his coat.

Serena Venus? Who is it? "

Seeing Williams as a young man, the quartz, who couldn't tell which of his sisters was, looked around for the sign.

"Serena."

After seeing the name on the sign, he nodded.

‘After checking her name... I can definitely feel it worse than my older sister. ’

She turns her head away from her coat and speaks to Jinhee with a serious voice.

“Jinhee.”

“Huh?"

“Watch this. Jinhee, if you win and win and finally win... that player will be waiting for you. A few years from now, at least. ”

“ ……. ”

Jinhee remained silent and asked again because of the reckless words of marble.

“No, I don't know how I know that. ”

“I know that look. ”

The marble points at Serena Williams with its finger and opens its mouth.

“Town, Huaak!! ”

Serena Williams, who beats the sub with a very short tempo, roars when the opponent can't get the sub and it's recorded as an ace.

“Look at the subspeed. ”

There was a relatively small bulletin board with the speed of the sub near the reporter zone, where reporters camped out and took out cameras like cannons, respectively.

< 204 km/h >

“Yi... Yi Baek Sa? ”

Jinhee's voice shows that she couldn't help but be frightened. If I go barefoot in the middle of winter, will I get these tremors? Literally, Jinhee's voice was "trembling like a thorn bush."

"Over 210 miles an hour later. ’

The quartz swallowed the hind horse and thought deeply about it.

‘By the way... Feathers are Nadals, and I've only lived consciously with my opponents. Jinhee, how did the women's tennis stand out? ’

Jinhee has been unable to take her eyes off Serena Williams ever since she saw a sub-speed panel.

‘In the early 2000s, Venus sparkled once or twice and seemed to have lost all strength to his brother… Sharafova, Ivanovich, Ewen, Kim Clysters… ha…. Jinhee is about to face a great enemy. ’

Quartz scans Jinhee's body from head to toe, focusing on Serena.

‘Jinhee is 178 cm, she weighs... probably in her late 50s to early 60s. It's too light.'

As long as I didn't advertise tennis, Jinhee believed that she was a hundred celebrities. I searched every nook and cranny of Jinhee's body as if her eyes were dissected.

‘The bridge... is fine. Fast, excellent endurance and excellent agility. ’

The stare of marble slowly rose. I thought he was a no-good pervert, but his eyes were solemn.

‘My back... is too thin. The muscles in front of the body are lacking compared to the back of the body... I'm glad my breasts aren't big enough to interfere with the game. My arms are... so smooth... ’

The marble bows its head in disdain.

The unbreakable formula for 'Strength = Victory' came into the 2000s... and Serena has the ability to control it delicately. No one deserves to be the opponent. When Serena lost... when the opponent played the best match of her life, and when Serena wasn't feeling well... it wasn't. Do you trust Jinhee's feet and her natural and overwhelming touch senses.... ’

Quartz quickly drew a coat in his head and painted Jinhee and Serena.

It is around 2010 during the peak period of Serena Williams, which she remembers. Jinhee began to imagine based on her abilities as they were. It is possible because both of you have watched a lot of games.

‘Let's get started.'

* * *

When I closed my eyes, I imagined it as if it was completely reproduced even to the dry appearance of my coat. There is a marble seat at the chair Empire.

“ ……. ”

Meanwhile, Jinhee frowned and looked closely at the quartz with a serious face, then turned her head back to her coat and began to focus on the match.

Without being disturbed by anyone, the imaginary battle of marble began.

Bang!!

Serena's powerful serve flies towards the Jeridyne Jinhee.

It is said to be 200 km/h, but the majesty of men's tennis is different from that of 200 km/h. It's the difference between what anyone can do and what no one can do.

Jinhee, imaginary of marble, retrieves the sub without a large herd. Jinhee's return to use her power as a short and concise swing to chase after the ball with a unique sense of talent.

With a long, deep textbook return, Serena gropes and reacts with a fierce hand.

Jinhee, who is a little bored with it, chases after the ball with her fast feet.

Da da.

A little bit like a marble, and gracefully coats like a swan.

‘Good job!! ’

It was imagined, but marble was greatly encouraged to cheer for Jinhee.

Bang!!

With a clean swing, Jinhee made Serena jump with her backhand and then confronted the net. I'm going to show you Bali, the organ.

Bye!

Unlike Jinhee's elegance, Serena was straight and wicked, but she chased the ball with very fast feet and hit the running hand.

Bam!!

Serena was a first-class athlete with unique sophistication, although she expected a powerful sound. He aimed at Jinhee's ankle and hit the falling ball. In order for Jinhee, who is already running to the front of the net, to get the ball, she has to pitch the ball with the racket on the ground. However, Jinhee showed an amazing trick.

‘ ……!!! ’

The marble you're looking at is shaking far enough as Empire Stone is.

Jinhee in her imagination stopped her fast running leg and moved slightly to the side step and waited for the ball to bounce. Then I lightly scratched the ball with the rising.

Tuck.

Torr.

The ball lands on Serena's coat, and she loses her energy.

Serena lunges like crazy, but she can't keep up with the ball. Anyone would be a herd. That was Jinhee's perfect shot. Jinhee, as always, strikes the opponent with a deadly blow at an unthinkable moment. It is extraordinary, and a gift from heaven.

‘Federer... Federer... ’

Feather's natural touch senses and Jinhee's senses in this year's shots were similar.

‘Was Jinhee's talent in my imagination the same as Federer's.... ’

The marble shakes its head.

‘It can't be. ’

There was only a brief overlap of Jinhee in his imagination with Federer's game.

"I hope to win" may be due to the biased wind of marble.

Jinhee in her imagination posed for victory and continued the match.

And…….

‘I... won a set. To Serena... ’

The marble sitting on the referee's seat was zinc solid (21854; Scorpion white).

However, I nodded my head as I looked at Jinhee's legs.

Jinhee's legs were flattened to her thighs, and she looked exhausted.

Serena's tactics saw the light.

‘A good skill, a fast footed player... You left a set and made me run around. ’

Of course, you won't get tired of running a set as long as you decide to play tennis.

But the opponent is Serena Williams. The nerve melts just by getting every single one of those powerful balls. It was an agent who wanted the female athlete to continue beating the ball that was hit so hard with a deadly course.

‘Game three. ’

The quartz seated in Empire's seat announces the match is over.

The first set wins by 6: 4, but the second set loses by 2: 6 and the third set by 1: 6.

Especially if Jinhee's concentration has decreased with the loss of energy in her body, and three sets did not produce a proper return.

“… Ah! ”

At that moment, I heard a voice that brought out the marble in mourning from my imagination.

“Young-seok Lee!!! ”

A stone opened its eyes and stood in front of Jinhee.

Then he grabbed Jinhee's arm and said.

“You can do it. I can win. ”

“What?”

When Jinhee closed her eyes and asked, she woke up and answered.

“... Don't worry. You're talented enough to be the best. ”

Even the words of quartz without context, Jinhee smiled and replied, not as a tree.

“You trust me more than my mother ever did. What's wrong with you? ”

Jinhee gave a big hug to marble. And he stroked the head of a quartz taller than himself.

* * *

“Huh... Really. ”

The quartz looks at the player standing in front of his eyes with the net between him and smiles.

‘After Serena... Is that you, Richard Gaske? ’

He was a little taller than marble, a little younger than marble, but there was a relaxation and atmosphere that only the top athletes could see.

Whether she accepted the stone's laughter as ridicule or not, she looked quite cute.

‘Is it a relic of the past or a civilization of the future? What do you think you are to me...... ’

The quartz who already knew the future tried to create a sphere that could define them, surprising and surprising every time these familiar faces popped up, but failed constantly.

‘Richard Gaske... born 86. Let's see... I'm 85 years old and Jinhee's 84 years old... I'm 15 now, you punk! I'm 14 years old on the bay! ’

No one regrettably knew that it was very amusing to admire fifteen marble people at the young age of Gaske.

"I'm from France... Well, what else? Backhand craftsman who is always discussed when discussing the best of one-handed backhands. Serve moderately, hand moderately... Sense moderately... Career high ranking... maybe seventh place? ’

The reason that marble is able to provide this kind of information is because he remembered the identity of the top 10 athletes in his previous life. I couldn't meet them and compete, but I was burned up by the battle shame alone.

‘A player with strength in a typical backhand. That looks like me... But I'm definitely faster on my feet. Because I'm confident of that compared to anyone else. Wait, Junior Competition... I see... you were first place, this fighter. ’

Gaske was ranked # 1 in junior at four major competitions in 2002. This is consistent with the fact that he showed overwhelming skills among athletes of similar ages such as Feather or Del Port.

I was so excited that I remembered many people as a curious athlete who had never won the Major Games after going pro.

‘I wish I'd met you two years later... I can't help but see you now. I will take victory. ’

The eye of the stone with its tongue resembles the gluttonous prey of a snake in front of it, as if the opponent were unable to meet when he showed off his peak skill.