The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

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The narrator of this chapter is the protagonist-Sanada, and the point of view change is marked with *.

In the early morning, I turned over and got up.Ignoring Karubin's constant troubles on the sidelines, while arranging the bags, my thoughts returned to that rainy day.

Let me lose so badly, plus Dad and the minister, the wooden-faced man is the third.But it feels completely different.Losing to my father always makes me feel unwilling; losing to the minister makes me feel shocked; but losing to this big guy in Lihai is heavy.

He has a perfect physical condition like Akutsu, and a perfect tennis technique like a minister. It seems that he has no chance of winning against him.Still, "It won't end like this!" I heard myself mutter bitterly.

"Meow—" His hands shook for a while.It was only then that I realized that when I closed the bag chain, I unknowingly closed Carubin in the bag.I hurriedly unzipped the zipper, and Karubin jumped out together with my shirt and socks in pieces.

"Carubin." I grinned and looked at it in embarrassment.

Covered under the bright yellow sweat towel, Karubin protested dissatisfiedly at me, "Meow~"

"Sorry." I hummed.

"It's really unexpected to find a place to sleep in such an emergency." Kawamura sighed on the travel bus that was rushing in the early morning.

"And it's still a resort in Karuizawa!" Momoshiro, who was sitting beside him, beamed with joy.

"Fortunately, Mr. Ryuzaki's friend has a villa in Karuizawa, otherwise it would be impossible." On the passenger seat, Dashi lost no time in complimenting him.

Kaitang stared at the travel book introducing Karuizawa in his hand.It is full of photos of hotel rooms with comfortable beds, open balconies with lush greenery, and exquisite food with attractive colors. "Karuizawa... so amazing."

I can't tell that this Haitang Snake knows how to enjoy himself. I thought he was a kind of ascetic monk who abused himself.When thinking this way, Haitang's eyes have already glanced over.When he was wondering, he coughed dryly, "What are you doing, Kikumaru-senpai?"

Sitting next to me, Kikumaru, who was busy with something, raised her head in surprise, then covered her hands with her hands and let out a "meow", showing a mischievous smile, "I was thinking, which one should I eat~"

"It's not like we're going on a picnic, really." After speaking solemnly, Haitang buried his head in sulk and stared straight at the book.

Ignoring Haitang's nagging, Kikumaru took out a large bag of snacks and handed them over like a treasure, "Look, look, little one ~ new product, abalone flavor! It's a limited food that will only be sold this summer~ Look, look~ "

Putting down the book I was about to read, I looked helplessly at the small paper bag rattling by Kikumaru.This guy probably forgot that although the school agreed to live together, he had to take the exam as soon as the finals were over.

"Is it delicious?" Juwan's excitement somewhat aroused my curiosity.

"Yes! I don't know what it tastes like!" Kikumaru smacked his lips.

Completely out of context Well, I let out a long breath.

Buer by the window is listening to the CD quietly as before, the melody seems a bit familiar... (Author: Refer to Chapter 235)

In the deep mountains, in front of a wrinkled (cracked) and trembling (crashing) building that is obviously of the ancestor level, everyone looked up solemnly with awe.

"Here, this is..." "Karuizawa's..." "Villa?!" Kaitang Kawamura Kikumaru was dumbfounded.

"What is this called a villa! What is it called a villa!" Taocheng couldn't help complaining loudly.

"Don't be so fussy." Closing her eyes and crossing her chest, the old lady Ryuzaki didn't feel any guilt.

"Yeah, we're not here to play!" Dashi is always a good student model (or dog leg) that the teacher likes.

"It feels like a haunted house~" Fuji said with a smile.

"How is it possible!" Taocheng screamed strangely.Haitang's expression paled instantly.

"However, maybe it will really appear~" Haitang, who lost his composure, made Taocheng excited. Standing at the gate, he pretended to bow, "Mr. Monster, hello!"

"Crack——" Without warning, the door slowly opened amidst a grating sound, and a head wrapped in white cloth poked out.

"Wow—a monster!" After freezing for a second, Taocheng turned around and ran desperately.

"It's too much, Senior A Tao!" The man behind the door pulled down his mask, revealing Tonxiang's dissatisfied face.

"Hello everyone." Behind Pengxiang, Ying Nao with a towel on her hair greeted softly.

"What, it's you guys." Taocheng was shocked for a while, "What are you doing here?"

"They are temporary managers." Dashi introduced with a smile.

"They came to clean up first, they did a lot of hard work." Mrs. Ryuzaki praised with a full face.

"Huh? Haitang is gone." The dry lens flashed white.

"Huh? He was here just now." Kawamura looked at the sudden gap between me and him in bewilderment.

Where did that kid who was afraid of ghosts go?Don't get lost in the deep mountains and old forests.Looking around, I ran after a fleeing figure in the woods.

"Senior Haitang~"

When he ran behind him and just opened his mouth to say something, Haitang in front suddenly turned around, clenched his fists with a very strong momentum and roared, "Who said I'm scared! I... I... I'm here to find the tennis court!"

"I didn't say anything." I muttered, with sweat dripping down my forehead.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down, Haitang blushed and seemed a little embarrassed.

"Go back." I turned and led the way.After walking two steps, he saw that he was still standing still with his head down.Isn't it because you are afraid of ghosts?It really doesn't fit your image.Taking two steps forward, I took his hand, "Let's go."

Twist once, but there is no movement; Twist twice, he is finally willing to leave, but hangs his head even lower, it seems that even his neck is red.I still know how to be ashamed.

Resisting his laughter, he could understand his mood—it would be uncomfortable to be knocked out of his image as a coward.However, don’t pretend to be in front of me, after all, you fainted in my arms last time~ (Author: see Chapter 258. However, Ryoma, it’s not that you fainted in your arms, but that you were crushed by you On him? [Kicked by the protagonist into the style of falling geese on flat sand])

"Senior Bu Er?" Walking out of the woods, he saw the figure standing quietly waiting in the sun. "Why are you here?"

"The car ride is too long, let's take a walk." With a soft smile on his face, Buer's blue eyes casually glanced at my left hand.

The left hand is empty.Haitang hid his right hand like lightning, buried his head and strode straight into the "villa"—why is he not afraid of ghosts all of a sudden?

Stepping on the creaking wooden floor, he and Fuji walked towards the room, and saw Kaitang desperately pulling the Japanese door.

"Strange?" After pulling for a long time without pulling, seeing us getting closer, Haitang's face turned from red to crimson, and he pushed hard, "Hiss——"

"Quak-qua-ga--" After a harsh grinding sound, accompanied by a sound of "ah--", Haitang and the door panel fell inward on their stomachs, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

"You want to crush me to death, Haitang Snake—" In the pitiful eyes of everyone, after a while, Taocheng's weak voice came from under the door panel.

＊Looking at a large group of first-year students on the playground who were practicing swinging rackets, I put my arms around my chest and leaned against the wall of the gymnasium, closing my eyes and meditating.

"Sanada-senpai, a reporter from Tennis Monthly Magazine." A first-year student came to me with a middle-aged man.

"Understood. You can go back." Stretching my bent leg, I stood up straight.

"Excuse me." A ninety-degree respectful bow, the first grader ran back to the playground vigorously.A normal first grade should be like this...

"I'm Inoue." The middle-aged man introduced himself.

"I'm Sanada, I'm waiting for you. Please follow me." My expression was rigid and serious.To get the word out, the school agreed to an appointment for this interview with our special practice.As the deputy minister, I can only reluctantly do what I can.

"This is..." Looking at the three high-speed ball machines lined up side by side in the gymnasium, Inoue's expression froze for a moment.

The three serving machines serve the ball almost simultaneously.On the court, Lian Er swung his racket, "Crack!" The ball landed accurately on the opposite corner.

"Amazing..." Inoue sighed.

"Stop!" I announced loudly, "The next one is Kirihara!"

"Drink, drink!" Kirihara hit all three high-speed balls to the same place.

"As expected of the sophomore ace of Lihai University." Inoue sighed.

What satisfies me more than his technique is that his mental state recovers quickly. —Did I go too far with that brat?No, compared to what he did to me, it's not too much at all!

With the brim of my black hat covering my face, I walked onto the court and instructed the opposite side, "The speed of the ball should be increased by another 5 kilometers!"

"Add 5 seconds to the speed of the third ball!" After all three balls were returned, I gave further instructions.

"It's so stupid, it's impossible to call back like this?!" Inoue turned pale with shock.

Swinging the racket in an instant, I hit the ball that flew almost at the same time to the opponent, and the three tennis balls bounced away at high speed, leaving a shallow pit on the ground.

"Really, it can't be compared." On the sidelines of the court, Kirihara glanced at me and smiled self-deprecatingly.

No matter how weak the opponent is, there must be no negligence before the final.At the end of the game that day, the amber eyes that seemed peaceful but could not see the bottom flashed in front of my eyes—not to mention, the opponent was far from being so simple...