Chapter 52.2 - It rains, the land hardens # 2 (End of Volume 6)

Three days was not a long time. I couldn't shoot somewhere because of my injury near my ankle. Han Woo-jin, who spent most of his time in bed, had to get on a plane to Korea.

Reclining on the spacious seats unique to Business Class, Han Woo-jin remembered his status window. It was because I was able to figure out how much my injury was better.

[Han Woo-jin] (weak ankle inflammation)

Strength 65 / Stamina 66 / Agility 66

HP 2510/2640 SP 870/870

Forehand: 16/20

Backhand: 10/20

Serve: 16/20

Volley: 11/20

Smash: 12/20

Dropshot: 11/20

Lob: 11/20

Special Skills: Stinger (Serve / Step 2), Slug (Smash)

'… It's a little better. '

Obviously until yesterday, the word 'weak' was not attached. Starting today, it also means that the inflammation has recovered a bit. He stopped checking his status and checked for changes in stats and skills.

All stats were 2, all skills were raised by 1 level. It was a tremendous growth indeed. It was far more rewarding than any competition ever. The ATP 500 Rigra also played a part, but it was probably more of a encounter with Roger in the semifinals. World cold

The match against King No. 1 was a challenge he never thought of.

In fact, the system said so. It's the result of struggling against an overwhelming force. If you had guessed the victory and accepted the defeat, you would not have achieved this result. Han Woo-jin could be sure that his choice was right.

Han Woo-jin looked at the front seat where Choi Yeon-hyuk was lying with anxious attention. Perhaps it was a deep sleep, leaning on the back, there was no movement at all.

Not for a few days Choi's status was a bit strange. Even though it was just after the tournament, he was losing his usual ice-like coolness, such as going to court and practicing. Former director also had a hard time drying up, so he only stared from afar.

Choi's emotional behavior was his first time.

The good news is that Han Woo-jin and Choi Yeon-hyuk are now out for the season.

By nature, it's the days of professional tennis players to finish months of hard schedules leading up to other competitions. The season, which ranges from as little as two to three months to as long as four to six months, has a monthly break between them.

For Han Woo-jin and Choi Yeon-hyuk, who made their debut this year, this was the first season out. It was also the first time he had come back 10 years ago to experience the right season out.

'Korea, it's also because the middle and lower-level players are obscure the division between season and non-season.'

Come to think of it now, my taste was bitter. For most Korean athletes who live without dreams, the world rankings weren't just a means to win, but a minimum requirement to get paid.

You didn't have to play any more competitions if you had enough grades to stay in the team. Far from the ATP League, even the Challenger League can't guarantee a win in the finals. Instead of wasting money and stamina

It was more stable to turn to payday living.

As a result, the term itself has become opaque, and for those who just race to meet their quotas, there is no reason to distinguish between a break and a season.

Han Woo-jin, who had been circulating the competition differently from those of them, did not make any difference because of poor grades.

"It's different now."

He muttered small, closing his increasingly heavy eyelids. Much has changed. The location and skills of the Korean War were different from the past. As a tennis player, he is qualified to live well.

Hanwoojin fell into a deep sleep again with the expectation of the first season out.

* * *

I thought that if I arrived at Incheon Airport, I would go to the Squadron without any problem, but Hanwoojin and the group who had got off the plane had to face people I never thought of. A group of reporters came to cover the rookies who finished second in the ATP500 league and advanced to the semifinals.

As they were.

There were quite a lot of heads and there was a mix of people who had a long career that could not be ignored. However, if there was a difficult person, Hanwoojin party was also one. A career coach who won't lose to anyone with a career if he's a career and foot if he's wide.

Perhaps differently, he even pointed at the most blatantly-camera journalist.

"Where do you belong ?! For those of you who have just fought a contest, are they even injured? Especially there, blue hat! If you take a picture as you wish and pretend to be your knight, you will be very upset! "

The former director went through the reporter roughly, with a grievous sound first. Han Woo-jin and Choi Yeon-hyuk, who squeezed their hats, followed.

It was obvious that if I answered the question here, it would be 30 minutes, 1 hour, and wasted time. As usual, I could not afford to waste the work now.

In some ways, they were two of the most notable figures in the sports press, but their popularity was also bothering me.

Thanks to Jeon Sang-sik's fierce protests, Hanwoojin was able to quickly exit the airport and get on a vehicle to the Squad and, fortunately, the car was not blocked and after a little over an hour he was able to reach the Jamsil area where the Squad building was located.

The manager, who still parked in the parking lot with rough and precise driving, opened his mouth to the players who followed him.

"As soon as Woojin and history unpack, come to the director's office. The other two are taking care of themselves. It's not a long story anyway. Did you know? "

"Yes, bishop."

"Okay."

Fatigue disappeared quite a bit thanks to the snow catching me from the plane. Han Woo-jin and Choi Yeon-hyuk left the two agents in the lobby and moved to the hostel. Beside the next room was bound to go the same direction. Crutches

Hanwoojin's pace was quite slow because he was walking using it, but Choi Yeon-hyuk kept pace while adjusting the stride without knowing.

Hanwoo-jin, who was walking for a while without saying a word, glanced away. It was because Choi Yeon-hyuk, who had had a dark atmosphere since the end of the Tokyo Open, was worried. He made his fortune by lightening his voice.

"History."

"Huh?"

The reaction was mediocre. Like what happened, everybody's heads looking back and facing each other were as usual. If you do not know, you might ask what the problem is.

But Hanwoojin could see. Choi Yeon-hyuk's two eyes are black. When I was always smiling with a bright face, my eyes were clear like mud. What did you go through? For Hanwoojin

There was no single bar.

"… no. I had something to say but I forgot. "

"Singer is not."

Han Woo-jin, who tried to catch up inside, gave up the attempt. I do not know what the situation was not easy to touch. And Choi Yeon-hyuk was also supported by a kind of trust that would happen again.

As soon as they arrived in the room, they moved back to the bishop's office as soon as they unpacked. No matter how big it was, in just 10 minutes, three people faced again.

"Yes, I'll be tired but I'm sorry to keep calling you. Still, it's the first season out, so I've called you here for a basic explanation. "

As the two men walked in the room side by side on the couch, the former director got out of his seat and said, removing the large calendar from the wall.

"I played my first tournament in the middle of July with Woojin or history. The two of you are starting from this season. "

The award ceremony was painted around July 15 with a marker pen held in a new hand. Exactly the difference was a few days, but the error does not mean much. Then the calendar went over with a fluttering sound.

"And I can say that the Tokyo Open ended four days ago, in mid-November. That's your season out. It took about four months, from mid-July to mid-November. "

4 months.

It was a period of time for two people without a season-out experience whether they were long or short. Looking at the two with a cryptic look, the director explained it as if he knew it.

"The new inch was quite long. The level of the tournament was very high. I think it's better to have a break for at least two months. "

"Two months?"

"Isn't it too long?"

Two people responded to each other two months ago. Both sides had different words, but the same meaning. I haven't had a break for more than a week so I can rest for two months.

But the former director was firm. He turned his head and fixed the period.

"No, that's the margin line. You did so well. The fatigue of the bird that you do not know will be huge. In addition to the injured Woojin, if you check the history properly, it won't be one or two. You can bet. "

"Well… "

There could be no room for rebuttal to the former bishop that asserted so far. The two silently swallowed and silent. And the common silence also contributed to the fatigue that began to feel unknown.

After hearing that it was the Tokyo Open, exactly the season out, my body became very heavy. A day or two of sleep or training was enough to recover from the level of fatigue. Perhaps this is the after storm

Okay.

In the end, the two decided to stop meaningless stubbornness and accept the advice of the former bishop.

"Oh, Woojin! Is the story over? "

"Yes, it doesn't take as long as the bishop said."

A few words of rest were all there was no reason to take long. After only 15 minutes of talking, Hanwoojin came to Shin Se-yeon, who was staying in the lobby with his luggage on his back. She is pretty like him

I might be tired, but I did not express anything at all. Rather, the crutches were struggling to dry their luggage instead of Hanwoojin. Now walking without crutches was no problem.

'Seyeon will be tired too.'

Han Woo-jin looked carefully at her face. Fine skin was slightly darkened due to repeated nights and cumulative fatigue, and dark circles remained on the edges of the eyes that were rubbed with light makeup that could not be erased with a few days of rest. Throughout the season

Walking with Woojin was evidence of all the hardships we had together.

The two talked as they walked out the front door of the squad with their shoulders side by side. I had been together for four months, so I didn't know how to stop the topic.

The two of them talked about the game they had played or the players they had met before.

"So, Seyeon is going on a trip? This is what I say, but it's quite surprising. "

"Travel is around the house. I'm going to go home and walk around. "

She smiled Bash and told her schedule. It was like a long vacation, it seemed excited. Shin Se-yeon, who had long talked about where to go and what to do, looked back at Hanwoojin and asked.

"What about Woojin? Oh, you know you shouldn't work too hard until your ankles are completely healed? "

"Ay, what are you going to do with your crutches? Well, but for now… "

A bus entered the eyes of Han Woo-jin, who lifted her crutches and dismissed her concerns. The number on the bus was unfortunately the same as stopping in front of his house. He was talking as he came to mind.

"I have to go home."

It was a few months home.