The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

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The narrator of this chapter and the next chapter is Dashi

"Everyone is at their peak, and the Metropolitan Assembly seems to be going well." On the tennis court at dusk, I said to Tezuka beside me with a smile.Of course, my eyes fell more on that little figure in the field.

"It's dangerous to let your guard down." Tezuka's expression was unusually serious. "In this world, no game is easy!" His sharp eyes looking straight ahead made people frightened.

"You, you're right." I was a little embarrassed.

"Today's training is over here." He took a few steps, and his majestic voice resounded from every corner of the court, "Be careful not to get hurt, disband!" Today, his momentum is particularly amazing, which makes me feel ominous.

The crowd began to clean up the field.He walked towards the small figure in the arena. "Before."

"What's the matter?" The young man raised his head as if aware of it.

"Come with me," he said.

Involuntarily, my footsteps followed them.

A corner of the campus.Tezuka stopped in his tracks and turned to face the boy. "Do you know the tennis court at Haruno University?"

"The newly built place? I know." The boy replied.

Tezuka took out a tennis ball from his pocket and threw it to the boy.

"How to say?" The boy caught it with one hand.

"Three days later, at three o'clock in the afternoon, I will wait for you there. Come alone." After speaking, he turned and left, leaving only the dumb boy behind.

After catching up with Tezuka who was washing his face by the drinking pool, I handed him a towel. "You guys want a duel?"

"Did you hear that?" He wiped his face calmly.

"What the hell are you thinking?! At a time like this!" I couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, Dashi." After shaving his face, he looked up at me, his eyes were so sharp without glasses.

"But..." I wanted to say something more.

He reached out to put his glasses on, and repeated, "It's okay." His eyes were uncompromising.

Banno General Hospital in the evening.I accompanied Tezuka for the last review.

"Congratulations, you are well maintained and have recovered," the doctor said.

"That's great, Tezuka!" I said happily.A rare smile appeared on Tezuka's face.

"However, there is one more thing to watch out for. Don't play for too long, and don't cut the ball lately," the doctor warned.

"It's almost the big game, is the match against Echizen still going on?" I asked Tezuka on the way home.

"It's cured, so there's no problem." Tezuka's tone was still so firm.

"But you said you wouldn't be negligent..." Why would you risk getting injured and compete with Echizen before such an important game?

"Don't make me repeat what I said, that's it!" His expression didn't waver in the slightest.

For three days, Tezuka was doing muscle training very rarely, but the young man seemed to be ill and lacked energy.Occasionally I would detect a spark of silence between two people.

"Tomorrow, Tezuka and Echizen will call in sick, right?" I stood in front of Mr. Ryuzaki in the staff room after school.

She looked at me thoughtfully.

"I'm sick too." I said.

Walking out of the school gate, I was surprised to see a lonely little figure standing there.He looked up, his amber eyes looking straight at me. "Oishi-senpai, is Minister Tezuka's injury healed?"

After a moment of silence, I said, "Okay."

"All right?" "All right."

"That's good." He turned and left.

The setting sun stretched his shadow long, which made me want to cry suddenly.