Prince of Tennis: The Legendary Road

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Rikkai University High School, women's tennis team!

I don't know if it's because the national competition has ended, the women's tennis team seems particularly deserted, with only a dozen people training.

First of all, there are definitely fewer girls playing tennis than boys, and even fewer who choose to be professional.

As for the reason, let's take the Japanese junior high school league as an example. The attention paid to women's and men's tennis is simply a world of difference. The intensity of the competition between men and women determines that men's tennis is more eye-catching.

Regardless of physical fitness or some skills, men always have the advantage. The boring games of women's tennis cannot attract audiences. Even if they really enter the profession, the income is far behind that of men's tennis. Except for real hobbies, almost no girls are willing to take this path.

Although the results of Rikkai University High School women's tennis are not bad, in this uncompetitive league, no one has the intention to compete for the first place, as long as they don't embarrass Rikkai University.

"Huh…Huh……"

As the new director this year, Chiemi Asano's ability is not very strong, but she is very popular and can mediate the occasional small frictions between everyone.

After all, girls and boys are different. If they were in the men's tennis club, they would just have to play one game arranged by Sanada, or solve it in private!

Personal grudges are not allowed on the court, but the rules of women's tennis are very different...

Now that the game time is over, everyone has almost relaxed, and Chiemi's burden has been lightened a lot.

The third place in the national tournament is not shameful, but compared to the men's tennis club's record of two consecutive national championships, their results are undoubtedly far behind.

After swinging the racket twice, Chiemi sat down to rest. Sometimes she was really envious of the situation in the men's tennis club.

I heard that the champions of Rikkai University's men's tennis club almost all won by suppressing others with absolute strength. The Son of God, the Emperor, the Military Advisor, and Niou Masaharu, who may or may not play singles or doubles, and whose strength is always a mystery...

They can suppress the middle school tennis league full of masters with absolute strength, and no one knows what their true strength is.

""Sorry to bother you."

A gentle voice woke Asano up instantly, and he subconsciously looked at the shabby door of the women's tennis team.

She had medium-length blue-purple hair, and the uniform she wore was a bit similar to the men's tennis uniform. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

Yukimura's appearance made the dozen or so people stop, their eyes sparkling with stars, but compared to the others, they were already very reserved.

"Yukimura-kun? What can I do for you?"

Asano asked in a somewhat strange tone.

Although she admired the strength of the men's tennis team's regular players, she was not a fangirl like most people, or rather... Yukimura was not her type.

Although Yukimura often had a smile on his face, his eyes that never showed too much emotion in public, and his confidence that he always seemed to be in control of everything, were not the type Asano liked. Perhaps it was because she matured early, when other little girls were fantasizing about princes and princesses, she was thinking about finding a boyfriend who loved and cared for her in the future.

Of course, imagination is beautiful, but the future... no one knows.

Perhaps many years later, Asano would feel that her so-called maturity now seemed childish, but at least she thought so now.

"That's right, our men's tennis department……"

Niou was imagining Yukimura, but he was not as comfortable as he was on the court. Although the atmosphere here was much better than the situation in the art club just now, Niou still felt a little guilty.

Seeing that everyone was slowly gathering around him so that they could listen to him, Niou almost took a step back subconsciously, and even the smile on his face was a little stiff.

"no problem!"

"The men’s tennis department’s affairs are our women’s tennis department’s affairs!"

"We are all members of the tennis club, Yukimura-kun, please don't be so reserved!"

Ryou underestimated the enthusiasm of these girls. When he finished speaking, almost everyone looked excited and agreed quickly.

Some even started to criticize Yukimura for being so reserved, which made the corners of Ryou's mouth twitch uncontrollably.

""Okay!" Asano's voice became higher,"Hurry up and continue training! If Yukimura-kun has nothing to do, please leave. We are going to train!"

"Thank you! Sorry for bothering me……"

Niou looked at Asano with some surprise at first, then he saluted very gentlemanly, and then turned and left. After all, he was still wearing Yukimura's skin, and he had to maintain his image.

After solving this matter, Niou finally breathed a sigh of relief. If he hadn't remembered that he was Yukimura now, Niou would have almost walked away with a shaky step.

"Niou-kun!"

"Pfft...what……"

Huh?!

"Yukimura's face was full of surprise, and Asano's face had an expression of"as expected" and a little pride that his prank had succeeded.

PS:I wrote this chapter in the car while enduring motion sickness. My stockpile has been completely exhausted..._