The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

"Ah? Mr. Longma?" Looking at the hedgehog head, he suddenly heard a girl's voice from the side.

He turned to see two girls.One of them is the twisted braid that pointed me in the wrong direction before school started and made me unlucky.Another girl with two short braids was looking at me infatuatedly, her eyes made a heart shape: "It's so handsome! Sakura, who is he? Introduce me!"

"Well, his name is Echizen Ryoma..."

"Huh? You are Echizen Ryoma?" Hedgehog-head said with a drawn out voice, disappointed: "You are much shorter than I imagined!"

I turned my head and glanced at him: "Who are you?"

"Class [-], Year [-], Takeshi Momoshiro." Hedgehog took a step forward and looked down at me condescendingly. "I heard from the coach, you can outspin the serve?"

"Eh? Really?" Horio said in surprise.

"What is an outspin serve?" "Is that very powerful?" Katsuo Katsuro asked eagerly.

"If I can, so what?" I looked up at Taocheng without showing any weakness.

"Then I will destroy you~ before you grow up." Taocheng said with a smile.

"Huh?" The others gasped.

"Which side?" Taocheng asked, spinning the upright racket.

"Front." I pressed the brim of my hat.

The racket fell to the ground. "Unfortunately, it's tails. But, I'll give you the right to serve first."

"Oh? Momoshiro-senpai, why didn't you serve first? You won." Horio asked.

"I want to see the outspin serve earlier."

"You are cool, Momoshiro-senpai." Horio said adoringly. (A sycophant.)

"You can call me A Tao." Taocheng said heartily. (True and false fairy.)

"No, I can't call you Tao. Can I be the referee?" Horio asked eagerly.

"Well, I leave it to you."

Sitting happily on the referee's stand, Horio pretended to cough: "Then, the match between Momoshiro-senpai and Echizen is about to begin..."

"Don't be wordy, hurry up and start the game!" The girl outside the court shouted impatiently.

"Then... it's a one-set match, and Echizen serves."

He threw the ball high and sent it with a whoosh, but Taocheng on the opposite side didn't catch it. "There's no need to cut the serve." Taocheng raised the racket and pointed it at me. "Don't hide treasure, just use it."

"No!" I refused.

"Hmm. Arrogant guy." Taocheng choked.

Regardless of any sport, athletes who can climb to the top must have good brains. I have always believed in this.Thinking like this got me used to thinking non-stop while playing tennis.

The guy on the opposite side who can knock an aluminum can filled with rocks into the air with a single ball is undoubtedly a combination of skill and strength.Normal serve doesn't work for him.Since you want to see it so much, try that one.See who destroys whom.

Set up a good posture, hold the racket in my right hand, and the bouncing tennis ball is restless in the heart of my left hand.

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