Chapter 52.1 - It rains, the land hardens # 1

Immediately after the fall of Hanwoojin, the situation began to flow.

Shin Se-yeon, who had run out, seemed to have lost his consciousness and immediately called an ambulance, and Han Woo-jin was quickly taken to the hospital for diagnosis. The former director, who always stayed unfamiliar, asked how many times he was in Japanese, which he could not speak well.

`` It's just a burnout. It's a bit inflamed around the ankle, so I'll prescribe it. If you can run for a few days, even crutches would be better to recover. ''

Only after hearing the doctor's diagnosis could the two sighs of relief. As Choi Yeon-hyuk was still in play, the former manager returned to his room after leaving Shin Se-yeon in the ward, and she generously used the funds provided by the NK Corporation team.

Saved private room.

Shin Se-yeon sat in a chair near the bed and opened a book. Hanwoojin expressed his intention not to leave the room until he woke up. She began to read the book, sometimes tingling on the bed.

Hanwoojin awoke like a loss of consciousness was the only thing after a day passed.

The first thing he felt as he slowly woke up was the cold texture he felt at the ankle. It was due to the soaked pasta before bandaging, but it was unknown to Hanwoojin who had been asleep so far.

'… What? My ankle is cold. '

The two closed eyelids shook violently. When the owner regained consciousness, the muscles that were relaxed by being buried in a soft matrix also regained their strength. Hanwoojin, who slowly adapted to the light with his eyes open, felt strange discomfort even near his left forearm.

Knowed that moved her eyes.

"Ringer?"

Also called ringers, or sap, was connected near the forearm with a transparent hose. As the eyes naturally climbed, the sap packs hanging on them also came into view.

Han Woo-jin was only able to recognize his condition. Maybe after yesterday's game was down immediately. I felt as if I saw Shin Se-yeon's face just before the ceremony was released. If you are going to move yourself to a hospital

Maybe she did it.

Hanwoo-jin, who squeezed her eyes for a while, lifted her head and looked around. Even though he opened his eyes, the surroundings were too quiet. If no one was going to try a ners call.

Fortunately, it didn't have to. As soon as he woke up, Han Woo-jin discovered Shin Se-yeon, who was nodding near her bed. Maybe she was reading a book until she fell asleep, and on her two knees was a half-open book.

'Are you still here?'

Shin Se-yeon's face was quietly peeked. Evidence of poor sleep. Han Woo-jin moved carefully to wake her up, but as soon as she heard some rustling, she also opened her eyes.

"Um… Woo, Woojin? "

As soon as he opened his eyes, Shin Se-yeon saw him up and immediately raised his voice. Hanwoojin, who never showed a weak appearance, seemed quite shocked.

"Woojin! How is your body? Where are you not right now? And if you feel like you're going to fall, just abstain, why are you so stubborn? "

It was followed by a blast of gunfire. I knew it was about worrying about myself, but because she never showed her emotional appearance, Hanwoojin couldn't erase her face. Shin Se-yeon lost his composure so much that

I felt like I was not good.

After preaching half the worries and half the rebuke, she stopped talking for almost ten minutes.

"I'll only be here today. Are you ready when you are well? "

"U… Isn't it too severe? "

"What do you do to treat someone who runs and rolls while knowing you'll get hurt?"

Shin Se-yeon still had a blunt tone, but her expression was quite relaxed. Feeling relaxed, Hanwoojin opened his mouth without knowing how much he was sleeping.

"What time is it, Seyeon? I think it's been a long time. "

"Well, it's 5:05 pm."

"Yeah? 5 o'clock? "

Hanwoojin opened his eyes in a moment because he was absurd. It was exactly 1:35 pm when he started the quarterfinals with Roger. And I dragged one set to the tiebreaker. At least an hour and a half, and two sets of eight games.

Would So you've only slept an hour since?

Then, Shin Se-yeon, who responded to this response vaguely, smiled and added an explanation. Being next to her, Han Woo Jin figured out the timing of breaking down the poker face.

"I slept for exactly 24 hours and 35 minutes. Is your head a bit bruised or not? "

"… You slept one day? "

This time his mouth wide open. Hanwoojin has never had more than 12 hours of sleep time since she was born. I don't know if I can't remember it, but I've been at least 6-7 hours of sleep every day since elementary school.

It was hard to believe.

However, Hanwoojin's cell phone lying next to the bed gave undeniable evidence, and he could understand why he wanted to be so relaxed. It's strange if the humans who have been lying all day move around fine.

Hanwoojin, who was embarrassed for a while, realized that today is the day of the Tokyo Open Finals. He asked in an urgent voice.

"Seyeon, are the finals already over?"

"Oh, wait a second. I was notified that I started, but after that I forgot about the result. "

Shin Se-yeon quickly knocked on the phone keyboard to remember what she had forgotten. I was afraid to send a text. I didn't know who the opponent was, but I was waiting for her character.

At the end of Han Woo-jin's persistent gaze, Shin Se-yeon opened his mouth with a distressed expression.

"The Tokyo Open was won by Roger Pedro. The set score is 6-3, 6-2, 2: 0, and the game time is 1 hour 24 minutes. "

"… i See."

Han Woo-jin, who was tense and half-heard, listened to her and fell back. The reversal that you ever wanted did not happen in the end. Roger won the championship cup as a matter of course, and the two Korean rookies did not surpass the emperor's shouts.

It was a natural result. Just as soon as he made his debut, there were very few first-year athletes, and few expected Korean rookies to beat Roger, praised as the best player of all time. Expectant people were only one level in the bay.

"The game is… Don't you know? "

"Yeah. I've been here since yesterday. Perhaps the agent or manager has filmed the game. I'll be discharged later if I'm interested. "

"I see. And thank you for being there. "

"If you know you are grateful, don't overdo it from now on."

The two men talking to each other looked at each other and laughed. It was because I thought about a few months before I was dealing with each other in a clerical manner. Han Woo-jin or Shin Se-yeon

Roh may excel, but he was emotionally dull.

However, the good atmosphere that flowed for some reason suddenly opened the door of the hospital room and said suddenly.

"Hanwoojin, you stupid guy! Are you awake now? "

"Go, bishop ?!"

The director, who walked stridely without any surprise and beating the door open with a squeaking sound, squeezed Hanwoojin's chest, which caused reflexes.

"읏!"

"Don't wake up! Why is it that a person who's not a good body gets up? "

Though his hands were rough, this was his consideration. Following Shin Se-yeon, Han Woo-jin, who was worried about what reproach he would receive from the director, relaxed a bit.

Lying down on him, Shin Se-yeon and former director turned his head slightly lowering his voice.

"Once I held the plane three days later, how are you feeling? Is it uncomfortable or something like that? "

"It's all right except the right ankle."

"Of course it should. Keep crutches until the swelling has subsided. I bought a pair so I can go to Korea. "

"I don't think it's that bad… "

"Yumma! I think there's one or two guys who are out of season and aren't taking care.

Han Woo-jin, who didn't think he could carry crutches, stabbed himself in the fall of the former director. If it is related to the health of the athlete, it is an award ceremony without any concession. Add a little word here and listen to a full-time sermon on the bed.

Could have been

And the words of the ceremony were also reasonable. Injuries were of paramount importance as well as proper medical care and subsequent management. Injuries that significantly shorten the player's life are surprisingly worse than serious injuries, and infrequent and recurrent.

Did.

Thanks to his quick dress, the award ceremony did not say anything more reproach there. Han Woo-jin pulled out the names of people who weren't here to turn the uncomfortable topic.

"How do you think about your history now? How was the final?

"Hmm."

Some of his words, however, drew unexpected responses. As soon as he heard Choi's name and the word final, he had a firm look. If it was a simple defeat, it would not come out. Losing against Roger wasn't special.

For a moment, Sang-shik uttered his voice in a damp voice.

"… Lost unilaterally This must have been the first time I've used my hands or feet like that. "

"then… "

"Hou, stayed in his room and didn't come out. I think it was a shock. "

Hearing that, Hanwoojin also turned out bad. Choi's mentality was never weak. Rather, if the strong belonged to a strong axis. He wasn't the type to be locked in the room because he was beaten by a player stronger than him.

'What happened?'

The answer does not come out. Hanwoojin looked into the window of the room with his eyes as if he was looking somewhere far away. The sun that had just begun to shine was turning red.

* * *

"… History, do you have to eat? "

"Yes, brother. Don't worry about me, eat it first. "

Stepping away from the door. Choi Yeon-hyuk's agent, Choi Joon-sung, couldn't worry about it until the end.

Choi Yeon-hyuk was staring at the sky while leaning back on his visit to the hostel. The eyes, which would normally shine brightly, were hazy with fatigue and unknown emotions.

He was opening his eyes, but not staring at something. What do you see? Is it the memory of the past that passed by hours ago?

`` Mr. Choi, it was a good game. ''

Roger smiled and shakes his face like a bubble. Until then I was clearly convinced. I met a man so strong. I can't win now. Today let's convince and defeat.

The problem was the words that followed.

`` By Mr. Choi. You say you belong to the same place as Mr. Han, right? ''

"Yes, that's right. The director is the same person. 」

`` Hmm, I see. ''

In his recall, Roger had a bizarre look. He touched his beard with a seemingly expecting, something imaginative face.

`` If not, would you please tell Mr. Han? I was so tired yesterday that I couldn't talk. ''

`` Oh, that's fine. What are you saying? 」

I wish I could only think of it here. I wondered what you wanted to say. If you hadn't listened to a few words afterwards, you wouldn't have tasted as bad as you do now.

`` It was a fun edition. And tell them to have more fun next time. Mr. Han same type of player was my first life.

Roger was laughing really cheerfully.

It wasn't a flat smile, like a handshake with oneself.

And the subtle gap created some discomfort inside Choi Yeon-hyuk.

"… I met in the finals, why are you looking for Woojin? "

I spit out as though I chewed. The muddy feelings mixed in his voice were unpleasant to feel for himself. But I can not stop. Continue to reflux the esophagus and out of the mouth.

Faced with a high level of skill, they were delighted.

I faced an insurmountable wall and felt awe.

"Fun? play? What did you do with me? "

But it was not an opponent.

Besides, I was looking for fun from my friend, not myself.

The victory he had taken from him had no inspiration, and meant a victory over the past.

'Ask me to speak? It's not funny. '

Choi Yeon-hyuk's eyes burned in a dark room.

The pride of the natural genius that has never met a true challenge so far, has been set on fire.