L.F-Hist.Novelist Chapter 185 My team won't be thrown into disarray by this little thing.
Chapter 185 My team won't be thrown into disarray by this little thing.
Yukimura looked at Mochizuki Ryo on the field, who was holding a kitten and talking to Atobe. His expression was calm, showing no sign of regret for forfeiting.
He knows...
Wang Yueling never wastes her emotions on things that are beyond redemption.
Abstaining is a decision he will definitely make.
Yukimura looked away and said softly to his teammate beside him, "Hyotei's decision to prioritize the players' health is absolutely correct. Matches can be played again... but you only have one body."
"That's right." Sanada nodded, crossed his arms, and said in a deep voice, "In team competitions, winning or losing is important, but the safety of teammates is even more important."
Liu put away his pen and nodded in agreement: "According to the data, if a concussion is not treated in time, the probability of it leaving sequelae is very high."
"Hyotei's decision was wise. Forcing them to continue the match could worsen their injuries and be counterproductive. In the long run, forfeiting is the safest option right now."
Renou leaned on his partner's shoulder, stroked his chin, and shrugged: "True. With Hyotei's strength, they can win back the doubles and singles matches. It's just a pity about Gakuto's hard training these past two months."
He paused again and sighed.
"Sigh! I thought Hyotei had it in the bag. I never expected this to happen. In competitive sports, accidents are part of the game. You never know what might happen, Pupina~"
Liu Sheng, feeling hot, pulled him away and pushed up his glasses: "There's a very wise saying in China, 'A loss may turn out to be a blessing in disguise.' At least this incident should teach Xiang Ri a lesson, so he won't be too reckless in the future."
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In the press box, Mamoru Inoue closed his notebook, looked in the direction of Hyotei's rest area, his expression somewhat complicated, and remained silent for a long time.
"Hyotei may have lost this match, but they deserve our respect."
"No matter what, Coach Mochizuki and this new formation will definitely cause a stir in the junior high school tennis scene."
Shiba Saori looked at the photo on the camera of Momoshiro hitting the pinpoint of the spike, nodded in agreement, her face full of excitement for Seigaku's comeback victory.
"Who could have predicted this? But... this gives Seigaku a win, that's fantastic. Inoue-senpai, luck is a kind of skill too."
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On the sidelines, the Hyotei team members all gathered around.
The butler also brought in several people in white coats pushing stretchers. This examination was conducted by professional medical staff arranged in advance by Wang Yueling. They all came from the building next to the stadium.
"Young Master." Butler Yuanye approached, bowed slightly, and spoke respectfully, "The medical team is ready, and the equipment is complete. We can move him now."
Wang Yueling nodded and, together with the doctor, carefully helped Xiang Ri onto the stretcher. They moved very gently, afraid of shaking his head.
After finishing his work, he spoke quickly but clearly, giving the instructions:
"Take her back for a full set of tests, including a brain CT scan, to check for any intracranial hemorrhage. Notify me of the results immediately; don't wait for me to ask."
He paused again, glanced at the Seigaku rest area, and added to the butler, "Go ask the two Seigaku players who just had their match. If they're willing, they can also get their muscles checked; if not, that's fine..."
"Yes, young master," the butler replied, gesturing for the doctor to lift the stretcher.
"Ling, I'm just a little dizzy, is it okay if I don't go to the hospital..." Xiang Ri lay on the stretcher, covering her forehead, and frowned as she looked at Wang Yue Ling.
"no."
Wang Yueling interrupted him directly, bent down to tidy up the stray hairs on his forehead, and spoke in a slightly fierce tone, but with a hint of softness, "Sigh! I won't take you to the hospital. I've had someone rent a building in the sports park so you can get checked out there."
"If you're a good girl, I'll buy you a week's supply of the limited-edition strawberry cake from Flower Dessert Shop."
Sunflower's eyes lit up immediately: "Really?"
When Luna heard there was something delicious, her two heterochromatic eyes lit up, and she hugged her dad's hand, grinding her soft little teeth against his thumb and forefinger.
"Meow~ (I want some too~)"
"Really." Wang Yueling was being stared at by two pairs of big, watery eyes at the same time, and nodded helplessly to Xiang Ri, "On the condition that you cooperate with the examination obediently."
Finally, he lowered his head and gently tapped Luna's nose with his fingertip, then leaned close to the kitten's ear and began to interrogate her: "Baby, were you being naughty and causing trouble for your Jingshi daddy just now?"
Luna opened her big, round eyes and nuzzled her head into her father's hands, licking them with her pink tongue in an attempt to evoke his love.
Unfortunately, it was facing a man with a heart of stone.
Looking at the kitten's adorable antics, Mochizuki Ryou's smile deepened. Her voice was gentle, but the words carried a chilling undertone: "Heh! Yukimura Tsuki, feigning innocence won't work on me. Your favorite cat food for tonight has been taken away~"
Luna understood the verdict and immediately "crunched" in his palm, pretending to be dead.
I figured it out in just two seconds.
This pet owner is no good; he still has Yukimura's dad to stand up for him.
Then it started meowing loudly towards Rikkai University on the sidelines, looking exactly like it was loudly complaining.
The human and the cat are still fighting.
Mukahi pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but when he met Atobe's glance, he swallowed his words. He figured it was just an inspection in the sports park, and he'd come back to cheer on his team later, which was fine.
After he figured it out, he weakly raised his hand, but the movement was too big and made him dizzy. He hissed and lay back on the stretcher. "I promise to examine you properly."
After getting the information from the stadium doctor, Sakaki Taro came over, patted Mochizuki Ryo on the shoulder, and glanced at Atobe. "You guys keep an eye on things here at the stadium. I'll go check on things."
"I'll go too."
Renji also came over, adjusted his glasses, and looked much more serious than usual. He put Xiangri's hand, which was hanging outside, back down: "Ling, my match is quite far in the future, so I'll go and take a look. Contact me anytime if anything happens."
"Okay." Mochizuki Ryo nodded, then gave Oshitari a wink, signaling him to keep an eye on Mukahi and make sure he didn't run away. "Call me if anything happens."
The stretcher was slowly lifted up, with Oshitari and Sakaki Taro following beside them.
Lying on the stretcher, Xiang Ri waved to his teammates, "Don't worry, everyone, I'm fine! I'll be back after the check-up! You guys have to win! Help me get the score back!"
After shouting, he looked at Mochizuki Ryo, Sakaki Taro, and finally at Atobe, who had been silent with a gloomy face. Feeling a little aggrieved, he apologized softly, "Ryo, Coach, Captain, I'm sorry, we didn't win the game."
Mochizuki Ryou glanced at Atobe, who was still angry, shook her head, walked to the stretcher, and gently patted his head, her voice very gentle: "You've done very well. Get a thorough check-up, and don't think about the competition. We'll wait for you to come back."
Atobe's expression was still grim, but seeing his pitiful state, the anger in his eyes turned into worry.
He took a deep breath, bent down and carefully helped Xiang Ri's hand, his movements very gentle, but his words were still fierce, "I told you not to take it head-on, but you wouldn't listen. What are you trying to prove? Go back and take good care of yourself, or don't even think about returning to the team."
Xiang Ri nodded, her eyes a little hot. The stretcher was slowly pushed away, heading towards the medical building.
Luna nestled in Wang Yueling's arms, her short legs moving quickly. She turned her head to look in the direction of the stretcher, meowed twice in a soft voice.
"It's alright," Wang Yueling said softly, stroking its fur. "He'll be fine soon. You can make sure he gets his food when he does."
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The venue gradually returned to order, and the staff began preparing for the next match.
The atmosphere at Hyotei is a bit somber.
Atobe walked back to the rest area, looking in the direction the stretcher had disappeared. He raised his hand to rub his temples and muttered a curse under his breath, his actions somewhat absentminded. "These guys, they're always causing us trouble."
Jiro's head drooped, showing no signs of sleepiness. He clutched the hem of his clothes, his face full of worry. "Is Yueren in a lot of pain? That lump looks huge."
Atobe glanced at him sideways, his tone firm, "Don't worry, the medical team is all from Mochizuki Ryo's family; they're very capable. Mukahi won't die."
With slightly reddened eyes, she subconsciously swallowed as she looked at her department head's dark face. She tugged at the sleeve of her senior next to her and whispered, "Shishido-senpai, Mumihito-senpai, he..."
"Don't worry." Shishido looked away, patted his shoulder, and waved his racket, scoffing, "Didn't the captain say the medical team is all here and everything will be fine? It's just that this game was frustrating to lose; it was a sure win..."
"Alright. Chotaro, it's time for us to warm up."
After saying that, he picked up his racket and walked towards an empty court in the stadium. Feng bowed slightly to Atobe, picked up his racket, and quickly followed.
Kabaji stood next to Atobe without saying a word, just staring in the direction of the medical building.
Hiyoshi crossed his arms, his tone full of defiance yet tinged with worry, and muttered under his breath, "Acting rashly will only lead to more losses than gains, and it violates the winning principle of 'overthrowing superiors'."
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Mochizuki Ryo carried the kitten back to the Hyotei rest area and sat down on a chair next to Atobe. He picked up a mineral water bottle, unscrewed it, and took a sip. The icy liquid slid down his throat, finally calming his agitation.
"Keigo, stop making that face."
He leaned back in his chair, his tone returning to its usual languidness, "It's good that everyone's alright. There are still four games to go; we can't let this one game ruin our spirits."
Atobe scoffed, but didn't refute.
Looking down at Luna in his arms, the kitten curled up obediently, looking back at him, and gave a soft "squinting" sound, patting his arm with her little paws.
"You don't need to tell me." His expression softened slightly as he spoke calmly, "My team won't be thrown into disarray by something like this."
He paused, turned to the side, and looked at his teammates in the rest area. His tone returned to its usual eloquence, but with a reassuring strength, "Ah-hmm~ There's a doctor looking after Xiang Ri, he'll be fine. Once he recovers, he'll get ten times the punishment."
"In the upcoming matches, I don't want to see anyone get injured for disobeying instructions. Otherwise, the penalty won't be so small."
"Did you hear that?!"
The Hyotei regulars also perked up, standing up in unison and shouting in unison, "We heard you, Captain!!!"
Wang Yueling smiled slightly as she looked at them and offered a few words of encouragement, "There are wins and losses in competitive sports; it's just an accident. It's not like you've lost all your chances; you can win the next match."
His tone was calm, yet every sentence carried an inexplicable power.
"Hiruzen's test results will be out soon, and it should be nothing serious. Play well in the upcoming matches, don't let him get that big bump for nothing. And don't let others think that Hyotei is unlucky."
The group exchanged glances and nodded, their expressions becoming much more determined. Their earlier disappointment and frustration slowly transformed into fighting spirit.
After finishing speaking, Mochizuki Ryo looked up and gazed in the direction of Rikkai University.
Yukimura looked at him, his eyes filled with a comforting warmth. Their eyes met, and Yukimura nodded slightly, his lips moving as if to speak.
"Are you alright?"
Wang Yueling gently shook her head, straightened her clothes, picked up the kitten, stood up, and walked over. She placed the impatient Luna back into Yukimura's arms and replied softly.
"It should be nothing serious. We'll have to wait for the CT scan results to get a more accurate assessment."
The wind, carrying heat, blew around them, making it seem less stuffy.
On the court, staff were quickly tidying up the court and picking up the scattered tennis balls from the players and putting them into baskets.
Atobe sat upright, watching the tennis balls on the court, his fingertip touching his beauty mark. "Double 1, proceed as planned."
"Mm." Mochizuki Ryo nodded, her gaze sweeping over Shishido and Ootori, who had just finished warming up. "Are you ready?"
Shishido gripped his racket, nodded, his eyes sharp. "Anytime."
Feng straightened her back and answered solemnly, "Yes! We are ready!"
The surrounding audience was still discussing the unexpected incident, Hyotei's new formation, and Rikkai's arrival.
The buzzing sounds blended together, but didn't sound noisy.
A few minutes later, the referee's voice rang out again, clearly transmitted throughout the entire stadium through the loudspeaker.
"Next up is the doubles match 1. Hyotei Academy versus Seishun Academy."
"Please bring in the number one doubles player from both sides. Please prepare yourselves."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Hyotei cheering squad erupted in the stadium once again. The earlier incident seemed like a minor episode, quickly overshadowed by the anticipation of the more intense competition.
All eyes were drawn to the entrance of the venue.
Luna nestled in Yukimura's arms and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching, secretly licked her injured little paw. After licking it, she hid the paw pads and raised her little head to look at the field with her father, Yukimura, while her tail swayed gently.
Sunlight fell on the field, reflecting a dazzling light off the rubber surface. The players for the next match had already begun to enter the field.
In the Hyotei rest area, Ryo Shishido and Chotaro Ootori stood up at the same time and picked up the rackets that were leaning against the side.
Shishido's long black hair, tied behind her head, fluttered in the wind. Her eyes were sharp, like a drawn blade. Her voice was deep, and her steps were steady.
"Let's go, Chotaro. Let's win back every single point we've lost."
Feng nodded, his short, silver-gray hair fluttering slightly in the wind. His gaze was equally determined, and he gripped his racket tightly, responding with unwavering confidence.
"Yes! Shishido-senpai! We'll definitely win!"
The two walked side by side onto the field, their backs straight, their footsteps making a steady sound as they stepped onto the rubberized surface.
Ryo Mochizuki sat down on the coach's bench once more, glancing at the scoreboard with confidence in his azure eyes. His fingertips gently caressed the wristband on his wrist, the Rikkai University badge brushing against his skin, providing a subtle tactile sensation.
What happened last time will not happen again this time.