The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

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The narrator of this chapter is Steven.

When the incident happened, the protagonist and Steven were just [-]-year-old kids, don’t go online, haha

PS: Ed's article...see the end of volume 16.The protagonist started to learn taekwondo after the incident in the Ed chapter.Ed is Steven's older brother.

As soon as I saw him, I felt glaring.

In the middle of the magnificent living room, he stands alone.A straight spine, a slightly raised chin, and an expression of dominance.

Although there was a huge difference between his figure and this tall and wide hall, he didn't feel insignificant at all.On the contrary, it makes people feel that he is the real master, and the gorgeous and elegant decorations around are all there to set off him.

"Who are you!" Standing on the high steps, I squinted down at him.

The standing still boy raised his head, his amber eyes looked straight at me, "Echizen Ryoma."

His sharp eyes and clear voice made me angry for no reason.This guy is so arrogant!

"Why did you come to my house!"

I have never seen such a thick-skinned person, who was turned away, can still take root like a stake and stand to the end.

"Your books." He took out two books from the bag he was carrying.Seeing that I didn't intend to come down to pick it up, I just put it on the ground, turned around and left.

"Wait for me!" Inexplicably, I became more angry, "The reason why you came here is because you sympathized with me?! You can stand for 5 or 6 hours, you are really a hypocrite!"

"Sympathy?" He turned his head puzzled, "Why should I sympathize with you?"

"Because of my illness!" I yelled.

"Are you sick?" His eyes swept me lightly, "What does that have to do with me." After speaking, he walked away in such a grandiose manner.

"Wow, bang, bang——" Throwing the expensive vase beside me to the place where the young man was standing just now, I was so angry that my whole body trembled.

No one has ever dared to treat me like him!Mike's information is not wrong at all, he is indeed an extremely annoying guy!

With a distinguished family background, intelligent talent, and outstanding appearance, I have been accustomed to a life of domineering since I was a child.Every student in the class is the object of my deception.

Only this transfer student completely ignored me!

"Ahhh~ You lost your temper again. This is not good for your health." At some point, my brother walked over to my side.

"Brother!" I grabbed the front of his shirt, "I want you to help me deal with someone!"

"Oh? The famous naughty ghost Steven? Alphonse, is there anyone he can't deal with? Let's hear it."

"Echizen Ryoma!"

"The name seems familiar..." After looking up and thinking for a while, the elder brother suddenly realized, "Could it be the son of the samurai Nanjiro?"

"What? Are you scared?" I curled my lips in disdain.

"Have you ever seen anyone I'm afraid of?" The evil smile on my brother's face suddenly made me a little worried.

"Steven, I met that kid two days ago." My brother's relaxed and flat voice made my hands tremble while I was eating breakfast.

"Oh, what's the matter?" I pretended to be calm.

"Go and have a look for yourself and you'll know~" The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and my brother stared at me meaningfully with his ice blue eyes, as if he wanted to see the bottom of my heart, "However, I really want to know, what is he doing? Where did I offend you."

"Don't worry about it!" I shook off the napkin that wiped my mouth, and I stood up.Today, let's go to school.

"I'm sorry, Echizen-kun." In front of the classroom, the red-haired and freckled Mike apologized to the boy in a low voice.

"I've already said that I went to learn Taekwondo two days ago, and I made a mistake during practice." The boy didn't even lift his eyelids, but shook his palm wrapped in gauze, "My business has nothing to do with others .”

Today he is wearing a big hat with a brim.Other than that, he seems to be in good spirits, but still looks like a complete stinky fart.

My brother said it lightly, so it turned out that his subordinates were really merciful.I sighed inexplicably.

"Why are you looking for me?" At noon, in the middle of the small bridge by the lake not far from the school, the young man's condescending expression made my anger rise again for no reason.I planned to apologize to him in this undisturbed place, but when I saw him like this, I immediately put my original thoughts behind me.

"It seems that brother takes good care of you. Or is your memory not good enough?" I suddenly became bitter.

"If it's okay, I'll go back." Ignoring my words, he turned and left.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a bold idea flashed in my mind-letting this mighty guy get up from the lake, panting and dripping, it will definitely be a joy!

Of course, there is no danger in doing so. Although I have never participated in it, no matter which school has taught swimming lessons.Of course, if he can't swim, or if he is exhausted from swimming, it would be even more enjoyable if I ask someone to drag him up. (Author's note: A 10-year-old kid doesn't know how dangerous things are. Good kids don't learn.)

I rushed forward, and I pushed hard behind him.

The boy turned around in astonishment, instinctively dodging to the side.

"Ah—" There was a plop, and it was myself who fell into the water.

I can not swim!Struggling desperately, a huge panic hit me and I couldn't make a sound.

With a sound of "Boom", the boy on the bridge took off his hat, threw off his coat, and jumped off without hesitation.Amidst the sound of rushing water, he tried his best to lean towards me, hugged my chest from behind with one arm, and swam desperately to the shore.

At this time, I saw the eye-catching bandage on his head without the hat, and the shocking bruises and bloodstains on the thin arm supporting my chest.Can taekwondo be practiced like this?You big liar!

"Let go of me! Who wants you to care!" I whimpered and tried to struggle, but was held tightly by him, unable to move.

Of course I understand that with his thin body and a burden about his own size, no matter how good his stamina is, it is almost impossible to row to the lake with one arm.What's more, he still has injuries!

"Shut up!" He didn't turn his head, and his voice was undeniable.The world fell silent.

In my blurred tears, only the crystal water splashing around the sky and the figure of the boy struggling forward remained.

After being in a trance for N centuries, his movements became more and more sluggish.

At that moment, the weak-breathing young man slowly turned his head, and tried his best to smile at me with the corner of his bruised mouth, "Yes, I'm sorry, Steven, I'm out of strength..."

As if the energy was emptied at once, the hand that was holding me tightly loosened.The boy quietly closed his eyes, his black feather-like eyelashes cast long shadows on his pale cheeks, and the lake water gradually covered his face.

We rushed desperately, hugged tightly, and we sank to the bottom of the quiet lake together.That's it, not bad.

I opened my eyelids suddenly, and the sun hurt my eyes.

"Echizen Ryoma!" was my first cry.

Looking around in a daze, not far away, the brother, covered in water and shirtless, was laying the boy's body flat.

Hearing the sound, he raised his head to look at me, and suddenly there was a rare coldness in his blue eyes, "What's going on?! Fortunately, I caught a glimpse of the moment you sank. If I didn't take a look, you would die no matter what. no one knows!"

"Hurry up and save him!" I ignored my brother, I only saw the pale boy with his eyes closed.

Lifting the boy's chin and opening his mouth with both hands, my brother bowed his head and was about to do artificial respiration.

I staggered towards it, and pushed it away.

"What are you doing?! Steven!"

"I'm coming!" I cut off.

"Cough, cough..." While arguing, the boy lying flat on the ground suddenly coughed and opened his mouth to spit out a puddle of clear water.

In my ecstasy, his eyes slowly opened.Those amber eyes looked so warm at this moment.

Weeping with joy, I hugged him, and I burst into tears.

His body stiffened visibly.After a while, he raised his hand clumsily and patted my back lightly, "I'm fine."

His comfort made me cry even harder.

Beside him, my brother was squatting with his chin resting on his shoulders, and said in a tone of voice, "Don't you hate him?"

"No! I actually like him!" Wiping away my tears, I announced loudly, sobbing.Regardless of the shy and embarrassing expression that the boy was obviously not used to, I hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

"I like you! Ryoma~" The joyful voice echoed for a long time by the quiet lake.