The Child of Tennis - Yukimura

I've reached World Number One in the ATP rankings~ A very sincere thank you from the bottom of my heart to everybody who supported me along the way! I appreciate every single gift, email or kind word in my way.

It was fun playing in the round-robin style tournament, since I got to play all of my opponents, not just a couple like you do with larger tournaments. I can't wait to do it again, especially with the British crowd. (Though I could do without the rainy weather ;A;)

I'll be home for another two whole months without going to another country! I get to relax for a bit. I think I'll stop in Tokyo for a week before going to Kyoto to check on Minoru. In that time, will you meet with me for a meal or something, Genichirou? My treat, since I got paid by Nike today as well :)

And Atobe, I owe you a movie-trip. Contact me about that. Oh, and I must be missing people I need to talk with. I'll contact everyone later, once I've attended the afterparty.

( Screened to Shiraishi )

-With all my heart, Seiichi

Fuck. That was such a bad decision. I’m never visiting childrens’ wards again in public.

I shouldn’t have accepted that publicity event, but I didn’t want to refuse, especially when they said that all the children would really appreciate a celebrity visit. When I walked in, they’d made all made little posters or things for me and it was so touching. I spent a lot of the time talking with them about my experiences with Guillain Barre and how I dealt with it and how I got better and asking them about how they felt and what they wanted for birthdays and what they enjoyed in their lives.

A lot of the children were asking whether they’d get better like I did….and though the doctor had told me beforehand that a few of them might not survive, I lied and told them yes, because medicine and hope would always win against death. But there was this one little girl who called me out on it, because she said that there was no cure for muscle atrophy and she was going to die anyway.

I had to take a break then. Shit, I started crying. Still am. It’s...it’s just like how I felt back in middle school. It’s...it’s still raw. I genuinely thought I was going to die. I was writing wills and confessions before my operation for everybody. I had a list of things to see before I die....

I don’t know if I can go back into the room and pretend like everybody in the room is going to be okay and is going to survive, because that's unrealistic. I’m still crying now. This was a horrible idea...

Kura...is your phone on?