The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

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The narrator of this chapter is Tezuka-Protagonist-Sanada-Protagonist-Author.Points of view conversion are marked with *.

After reading the article, everyone talked about the protagonist's tennis level.I also say a few words with itchy mouth.

In my opinion, Xu Da actually weakened the protagonist, which made everyone think that he should not be able to beat Sanada.I said this question at the beginning, just think about whether the level of tennis is higher in the United States or higher in Japan.Why should the protagonist who can win consecutive junior championships in the United States be reduced to a second-rate role in Japan?One of the reasons is that Xu Da is Japanese!

I'll just take the protagonist's unstable performance as the relationship between age, personality, and psychology.The protagonist loses to Tezuka. If you read the text carefully, you will find that the defeat is basically on the psychological level, and the loss to Sanada later is the same.

But we have to believe that the protagonist (no matter which book the protagonist is) who shows his true strength is invincible...

Germany.The morning of flowers and birds singing.

I closed the book in my hand, stood up, and looked at the gradually brightening sky outside the window, "Is it tomorrow?"

*Japan.On the breakfast table.

With sleepy eyes half-closed, I subconsciously chew my sandwich.

"Here!" Three big bottles of milk were placed in front of my eyes with a bang.

"Another increase..." I looked at the three tall and fat milk bottles with a bitter face.I wish I could grow so fast...

"Be sure to drink it all." Nanako smiled and waved a note in front of me, "It's rare for the senior to prepare the menu for you~"

"Ha—" I closed my eyes and sighed.The two words at the top of the menu are "dried", and it will never be delicious if you think about it with your toes!

Satisfied, Karubin raised his head from the plate he was eating and gave me a gentle "meow~".At the same time, the smelly old man reading the newspaper in front of the porch also opened his mouth wide and yawned, "Ah~", "It's really boring."

"Isn't there anything interesting?" He muttered while flipping through the newspaper.Since the last time he was found carrying pornographic books, he now behaves like that every time he reads a newspaper.Suddenly, he stared at the corner of the newspaper, "Huh? Is it finally the final of the Kanto Competition tomorrow?"

Ignoring his sneaky glance, I tidied up, "I'm leaving~"

"Finally, tomorrow is the final of the Kanto Tournament!" In the tennis court, the old lady Ryuzaki started a long speech as usual. "At this critical moment, you should pay more attention to your own state and avoid injuries. Do you understand?"

"Yeah—" Mrs. Ryuzaki's words were interrupted by cheers from girls.

"We will work hard! Ryoma-sama!" "Ah! Look here ~ Fuji-sama!" "Please work hard, Kikumaru-sama!" They waved their arms happily, and all the voices were buzzing.

"Thank you for your support, but please be quiet." After the embarrassment, the old lady Ryuzaki put on a strict teacher's air.

"Do you think there are more people coming to practice today than usual?" In the team, Kikumaru beamed with joy.

Folding his arms around his chest, he remained calm, "It's just 3.5 times the average number for this week."

"En——" With a dry cough, the old lady Ryuzaki ended her lecture, "In short, please enter the finals in good condition! After school today, the work will be suspended, and you should rest obediently. However, tomorrow you have to make up for today's share."

"Yes!"

"Today's atmosphere is always a bit dull~" Horio chattered after me on the way back to the classroom.

As soon as the classroom door was opened, I heard a bright and loud voice, "Ah! Master Ryoma!" Peng Xiang jumped up to us with a newspaper.She should be—not from our class, right?

"Ah~ even here are wordy guys~" Horio turned his head and curled his lips.

"It's none of your business!" Pengxiang glared angrily.

"I know!" Horio became tyrannical in a rare way, and made Tomoka stare.

Ignoring their quarrel, I went straight to my seat.

"Master Ryoma, Master Ryoma!" Throwing away Horio, Tomoka put the newspaper in his hand on my desk, "Have you read this, have you read it!"

"What?" Horio also leaned over curiously.

A casual glance, a striking headline in the middle of the newspaper: "Rising Stars in Middle School Tennis."The following is my record since I entered Qingxue.Then there is a photo of me swinging in the battle against Hexagon, with a big heart shape drawn by a red pen circle.

"Mr. Ryoma has been praised, it's amazing." Behind Pengxiang, Ying Nai smiled timidly.

"There is a heart-shaped mark on the photo~" Tomaka pointed out proudly.

"You drew this, right?" Horio teased.

"You're noisy!" Bai Baijue gave a glance, Pengxiang closed his eyes and held his chest in a narcissistic way, "If Master Longma becomes a star..."

In the next second, her color changed instantly, she clenched her hands into fists, and a Kawamura-style raging flame ignited in the background, "Sakura and I must protect Master Ryoma!"

ha?Just as he was wondering why he had fallen into the position of needing the protection of girls, Ryobi next to him picked up the newspaper and clicked his tongue, "These media, if there is any trouble, it will be published in the newspaper immediately."

"You actually said that in front of Young Master Longma, what kind of trouble is it!" Peng Xiang said aggressively, "If you are not willing, you can also try to publish it in the newspaper!"

"What did you say!" Horio was trampled on his sore feet.

"Okay, okay." Sakura hurriedly smoothed things over, "The important thing is not the content of the newspaper, but whether you will win or not."

"En?" Peng Xiang glared at Ying Nao, forcing her to back away again and again, "Hey, Ying Nao! Don't say unnecessary words! Qingxue and Master Ryoma will both win!"

"Ah, yes, I'm sorry..."

"Compared to this, the following content is really too much." Rising O, who continued to read the newspaper, suddenly said, "It's as if Qingxue will definitely lose before the game!"

"Is it really written like that!" Tomoka didn't care about Sakurano, and hurried over to read it.

"I said, you don't watch anything except Echizen?" Horio glanced at her angrily.

Close your eyes and rest your chin.I have seen it just now.Just above the article I wrote, there is a more eye-catching headline: "Lihai University Affiliated High School, Aiming for the National Three Consecutive Champions!" "—there was no mention of the Kanto finals at all.

There is also a larger photo: the man with the brick face and the hat, with a cool and murderous look with a wooden face.There is a comment in bold on the side: There is no dead end for winning - Genichiro Sanada!

"I'm sorry, Master Ryoma." Pengxiang apologized to me in a low voice.

"The class bell has already rung." Without opening my eyes, I kindly reminded them.

"what--"

＊"Ah, Sanada-kun, may I bother you? I want to ask you about tomorrow's final."

"Tomorrow's final?" On the sidelines of the tennis court, I opened my eyes with my arms crossed.Another interview.

"Yes, some opinions on the competition with Qingxue."

"Other reporters have also asked the same question." I turned my eyes back to the field, "Tomorrow's game is just a simple practice. Our goal is to win the three consecutive national championships."

"Then, excuse me." After leaving indifferently, I left the reporter who had nothing to say.

＊"Sorry, Fuji. I'm going to see Rie today, see you here."

"Hehe, goodbye."

Just after school, my ears quickly caught the conversation between Kikumaru and Fuji who were walking not far ahead.Rie?Kikumaru's girlfriend~

"Baozi, Baozi——" Taocheng passed me on a bicycle, "Hurry up, I can't make it in time!" Suddenly he stopped suddenly, and he looked at me suspiciously, "Where are you sneaking up there?" What are you doing, Echizen?"

"Shhh—" I waved at him again and again.Buy your buns and go!

I didn't expect that my rush would make Taocheng excited, and he simply pushed himself up and followed me.

"Hello, Uncle! How is Rie?" Before entering the store, Kikumaru greeted happily.

At the corner of the street, Taocheng and I, who were peeping, exchanged knowing glances, and each had a sinister smile.

"Kikumaru, you're here again~ She's still the same as before."

"I miss you so much, are you fatter, Rie? Ah, what are you doing, Alice, don't bully Rie!"

Triangular dispute?Taocheng and I quietly peeked in from the window, and both of us became dead fish eyes.

"Okay, that's right there! Don't lose, Rie!" Kikumaru cheered loudly through gritted teeth, "You can't retreat just because your opponent is big! Come on!"

In the fish tank in front of him, a little tortoise pushed hard and turned the big tortoise upside down.

"Oh! Well done Rie!" Kikumaru clenched his fists and cheered. ...

Saying goodbye to Taocheng, as soon as I got on the subway, I heard a familiar voice in the car, "Ah, please sit down." Looking up, not far away, Dashi was politely getting up to give up his seat to a young woman with a baby in her arms.

"Thank you." The young woman smiled and looked at Dashi's bag and the tennis book in his hand, "Are you playing tennis? You are very attentive."

"Well. There is an important game tomorrow."

"An important match?"

"Yes. It has been agreed, and we must win. It is with a friend, an important agreement."

Looking at Dashi's misty eyes looking out of the car window, I didn't say hello for some reason.

bedroom at home.Lying on the bed with pillows in both hands, I looked at the white ceiling.

No matter when and where, I always feel that those sharp eyes are always watching me.He stood on the other side of the court and looked at me firmly; he looked down at me from above the net; he sat on the coach’s bench and looked at me calmly; Tell me from the back—become the pillar of Seigaku, Echizen!

"Meow~" Carubin called softly under the bed, then jumped on the bed, raised its little paw and pressed it on my leg.When there was no response, it leaned over and stretched out its small tongue to lick my cheek.Seeing that I still remained silent, it jumped on the head of the bed bored.A photo was swept off by its tail and landed squarely on my face.

He picked it up and stared at it for a while.The whole night of watching the sunrise together, scenes and scenes vividly emerged.Turning over and sitting up, I quietly dressed neatly and carried my bag on my back.

"It's a surprise. What are you doing here at this time, Senior Fuji?" I was taken aback by the figure standing against the wall with a bag at the gate of the school.

"It's you, what are you doing here? Ryoma~" In the shadow, he smiled lightly, "Tennis, you can't play alone~"

I haven't seen how enthusiastic he is about practicing?What's going on today?Will Yaohu feel nervous before the final?

Walking side by side to the field tacitly, he asked casually, "Is the knee injury better?"

"Totally OK." I jumped twice.

"Then, I'm not welcome, Senior Fuji." On the court, I flicked the tennis ball with my left hand, and I looked towards the opposite side.

"Come on anyway." It was still that refreshing smile, and the radiant blue eyes flowed.

Glancing out of the corner of my eye, I was stunned for a moment, then the corner of my mouth curled up, "It seems that we are not the only ones who are free~"

Raising the arm and swinging the racket, the ball flew far and obliquely to the other side.

"I'm waiting, let's burn!" A man sprang out from the shadows, swung his arm, and the ball flew back like flames, "Okay, victory!"

"It's Aaron~" Fuji smiled.

"Let me join in too." With a deep voice, a guy in a turban approached with a racket in his arms.

"What, Viper is here to join in the fun too~" The bright and clear voice sounded outside the stadium, but Kaitang raised his head in dissatisfaction and "hissed."

Taocheng was waving at us outside the barbed wire fence in bright sunshine.On the side, Kikumaru shouted angrily, "You guys, it's too cunning to practice secretly by yourself!"

With the sound of "click", Dashi and Gan walked into the gate of the stadium.

"They're all here." Dashi was relieved.

"Sure enough. The attendance rate of all staff is 100%." ​​Qian formulaically held up the mirror frame.

"What, so everyone thinks the same." I closed my eyes and smiled, and pressed the brim of my hat.

Lighting lights shine brightly.What is more dazzling than that is the figure of young boys dancing on the field...

＊Sanada Mansion.A courtyard with a Japanese style and ancient style, and the twilight.

A majestic picture of a tiger descending the mountain is hung on the wall, and there are samurai armor with ghostly faces in front of the hall, dark and indoor.Facing an upright haystack, a young man in kimono raised his sword and lowered his eyebrows, standing imposingly like a mountain.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes, "Shua—" the bright sword light flashed in his hands at the same time.

"Tezuka...I didn't expect you to leave me such an interesting playmate after traveling so far!"

In the whisper, the seemingly intact haystack in front of the man suddenly slid halfway down, revealing a neat and smooth cut...