flstandardbreds Chapter 147: Sanada breaks through the fear, Niou Masaharu's fox tail
Chapter 147: Sanada breaks through the fear, Niou Masaharu's fox tail
At the Kitagawa family's side.
After everyone from Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School had eaten and drunk their fill.
Butler Keiichi Kamiya also arranged bodyguards to send them home one by one.
but.
Only Genichirō Sanada remained.
"Sanada-senpai."
"This is already the tenth night."
On the villa's indoor tennis court.
Kitagawa looked at Genichirō Sanada opposite him with a smile, thought for a moment, and then spoke softly.
"Ah."
"I know."
“I feel like I’m just a little bit closer!”
Although it is $88,000 per night, now ten nights is $880,000.
But Genichirō Sanada is more concerned about whether he can seize the opportunity to fight against mental tennis.
As for the huge debt.
He has already thought about it.
That is to 'sell' the HERO Tennis Club.
"Is that so?"
"Well then, be careful, Sanada-senpai."
at the same time.
A strange feeling of déjà vu arose in Beichuan's body.
Just like God’s power is like a prison and God’s grace is like the sea.
then.
This strangeness turned into ripples that spread in all directions.
I don’t know when.
"Five senses sink into the abyss!"
A slightly childish voice sounded.
then.
Ding!
Accompanied by the sound of a drop of water falling into the lake.
Genichirō Sanada suddenly appeared in a new place.
The endless ocean.
It was extremely quiet, without a single ripple.
This is a skill that Kitagawa specially created by combining his spiritual power skill "Shenyuan" and Yukimura Seiichi's five senses of destruction.
It is also a special training move for mental tennis.
Safe and efficient, with no side effects.
As for Genichirō Sanada, he has come here countless times.
The next moment.
“Visual….”
Followed by a series of emotionless murmurs.
Genichirō Sanada's vision disappeared instantly.
Instead, there was endless emptiness and darkness.
"Tactile..."
Followed by.
There came another familiar voice.
After this time, Genichirō Sanada seemed to have left his body.
There was no physical feeling at all.
Even including one's own heartbeat and breathing.
"Hearing..."
Before he had time to feel more.
Hearing also disappeared at this moment.
At this moment, it can be said that the only thing Genichirō Sanada can control is his own will and thoughts.
[Defeat], [Supporting Role], [Fear], [Cowardice]...
I don’t know how much time has passed.
It also seemed as if it had spanned millions of years.
Just when Genichirō Sanada felt he could no longer hold on.
Each cold and heartless word goes straight to the depths of the soul.
In the darkness, a figure like an illusion gradually emerged.
The three figures of 'Yukimura Seiichi', 'Tezuka Kunimitsu', and 'Kitagawa' stood before him like three huge mountains.
The eyes without any emotion seemed to penetrate all the shackles and were imprinted on Sanada Genichirō's soul.
"Inhale...exhale..."
"Although I know Yukimura, Tezuka, and Kitagawa would never say such hurtful words."
“But it really hurts my heart!”
The pain in his soul gradually woke Genichirō Sanada up.
Looking at the three tall figures in front of him, he said in a deep voice.
call!
“But the pain made me understand.”
"Sunk into nightmares and a dark abyss with no light."
next moment.
In that boundless dark world, Genichirō Sanada raised the racket in his hand and pointed it at the three figures.
"My inner demon."
"My panic."
"My fear."
"I will face it with my sword!"
Countless journeys through hell, the pain of starting over again after countless failures.
At this moment, he completely transformed into Genichirō Sanada and faced the horror brought by psychic tennis.
Swish!
boom!
All of a sudden.
A dark red aura rose directly into the sky.
The racket held in both hands was swung fiercely like a sword strike.
The world collapsed and the darkness dissipated.
then.
After one goal.
Genichirō Sanada fainted as if a socket had been unplugged.
“People are like the sun after the rain.”
"Sanada-senpai, it's cloudy and turning to rain~"
Listening to the sound of thunder and heavy rain outside the villa, Beichuan couldn't help but make a joke.
"Thank you for your help, uncle."
Then he whispered something to the butler Kamiya Keiichi.
He walked towards another empty court and started practicing alone.
Early the next morning.
At the Kitagawa family's side.
Niou Masaharu and Yagyu Hiroshi paced back and forth outside the gate with worried looks on their faces.
Just over half an hour had passed.
The two men still showed no intention of ringing the doorbell and going in.
"Hey......"
"I really envy Sanada and the others."
"Just take a day off comfortably."
"I seriously suspect that Junior Abei is extremely vindictive."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kitagawa standing on the balcony of the villa, looking at them and laughing. Niou Masaharu sighed and muttered something.
"Who told you to show off?"
"On the left is a white moonlight, and on the right is Houyi shooting the sun."
"Or did you, Niou, deliberately want this outcome and are playing me?"
Yagyu Hiroshi, who was caught in the crossfire, couldn't help but ask.
Because the Niou Masaharu he knew was the most terrifying fraudster on the court, a con man who played his opponents in the palm of his hand.
After spending so much time with Beichuan, it is impossible for him to do such a thing.
"Uh......"
"how is this possible?"
"This is simply a case of being carried away by success and revealing one's true colors."
“As the saying goes, if you walk by the river, you’ll get your shoes wet.”
Feeling a little guilty, Niou Masaharu turned around, strode to the front door and rang the doorbell.
"I guess I didn't expect that Kitagawa-kun built a haunted house for Kirihara on his vacant land just because he was afraid of ghosts."
Looking at Niou Masaharu, Yagyu Hiroshi said in a deep voice.
For an instant.
Niou Masaharu felt like a thorn in his side.
He even suspected that Yagyu Hiroshi had turned into a resentful ghost in broad daylight.
Just at this time.
"Master Niou, Master Yagyu."
"Good morning~"
"The young master has told me to prepare breakfast."
"Today's special arrangements will officially begin after the meal."
Butler Keiichi Kamiya walked out of the villa politely.
As he spoke, he took Niou Masaharu and Yagyu Hiroshi towards the restaurant.
"Good morning!"
After the two arrived at the restaurant.
All I saw was Genichirō Sanada, wearing loose pajamas, eating breakfast alone.
"No way?! No way?!"
"Is it really $88,000 a night?"
"Sanada, aren't you afraid that your father and grandfather will kill their relatives for the sake of justice?"
next moment.
Niou Masaharu opened his eyes wide and exclaimed in disbelief.
It was as if Genichirō Sanada had done something illegal.
"..."
"I practiced here too late, and it rained heavily last night, so I stayed overnight!"
For an instant.
When the lightning flashes.
A fist as big as a sandbag landed directly on Niou Masaharu's head.
The veins on Genichirō Sanada's temples were throbbing.