COS Osamu Dazai's me transmigrated into the Conan crew

Doral Mancha Tennis Club.

On the court.

"The posture of holding the racket is wrong..."

"The tiger's mouth is aimed at the junction line..."

Atobe Keigo corrected Tsushima Shuji's grip on the racket.

"Try swinging the racket." He stood aside with his arms folded and said.

So Shuji Tsushima waved his racket.

"The fastest way to learn is actual combat..." Keigo Atobe said, looking at the opponent's standard swing posture.

"Want to play a round with me?" he asked politely.

I know in my heart that the other person will not refuse.

"Okay!" The pale-faced boy with melancholy eyes nodded.

Shuji Tsushima: Come, let me see your special effects tennis/Shark Tennis.

Atobe Keigo's obsession with winning or losing is outrageous.

Even though it was a coaching match, someone was still hired to be the referee.

Shuji Tsushima:...Audience +1

…

However, Atobe Keigo was really playing a coaching match with him, and the result of his crazy behavior was... Tsushima Shuji didn't see the legendary Shark Tennis.

It's just an ordinary serve with a bit more power and speed.

Shuji Tsushima, who originally wanted to vomit blood to express his gratitude, said: ...I am embarrassed to vomit blood.

"What's wrong? Can you continue?" Seeing him stop, Keigo Atobe also stopped serving and stepped forward to ask.

"Of course, please continue." The boy bent his legs and held the racquet tighter.

"Then...take it." Keigo Atobe said, leaping high and hitting the ball in mid-air.

The black-haired boy quickly came to the net, caught the ball, and hit back.

"6-5, winner Atobe." The referee sitting aside said loudly.

Shuji Tsushima: ...I will let the water go, and I don’t want to lose in the coaching competition. You are worthy of it.

The black-haired boy was shaky, but he held on to his bearings. He didn't sit down gently until he reached the resting seat and exhaled.

"As a beginner, I admit that you are quite talented." Keigo Atobe walked up to him and handed him a glass of water.

Shuji Tsushima took the water and found that it was still a cup of warm water.

Tsushima Shuji: fell into silence...

So you are such a considerate person?

"Thank you, Atobe-senpai..." The young man held the cup with both hands, his body trembling, but his hands were very steady.

"I'm... really happy today..." He raised his head, showing a weak but satisfied smile, and there seemed to be light in his melancholy eyes.

Shuji Tsushima: Ugh——/Super loud!

Fake, fake, fake, how can I be happy! You bastard who disturbed my peace and committed suicide! You Monkey Mountain King!!!

"Ah yes, of course, I am the most gorgeous." Atobe Keigo said matter-of-factly.

Shuji Tsushima: ...Does what I just said have anything to do with gorgeousness?

"Atobe-senpai...how did you train before?" the young man asked hesitantly.

"Of course I am a practical person..." Keigo Atobe said openly.

"I heard that when Atobe-senpai was in junior high school, he competed with Kazuto on many street tennis courts, and even challenged the then Tatekai University by himself..." the young man said with a hint of longing.

"It's great. Atobe-senpai is a person who can do whatever he wants..." This is someone I will never be able to become in this life.

The young man looked lonely, but he quickly cheered up.

"Sorry, I should..." went back.

Shuji Tsushima: Go back and continue lying on my road?

"In that case, why not go and experience it yourself." Atobe Keigo suggested.

Shuji Tsushima: Hey... isn't this appropriate?

…

Finally, the two people, who had put on the same black hooded sweatshirts, arrived at the street tennis court.

Look at all kinds of people carrying tennis rackets on their backs.

Shuji Tsushima:……

As for why I changed into a sweatshirt...

"What do you think of the news that the young masters of the Tsushima family and the Atobe family in suits appeared on the street tennis court to compete with their opponents?" Atobe Keigo suggested.

"...Actually, I don't mind appearing in the newspaper with Atobe-senpai." The black-haired boy was stunned and said naturally, not caring.

Shuji Tsushima: I’m not the only one who’s embarrassed~

"I don't want to be casually reported by those guys...forget it." Keigo Atobe lit his tear mark and sighed.

"Want to try doubles?" he asked.

"Is that okay?" Shuji Tsushima tilted his head.

"Okay...who among them do you want to play?" Keigo Atobe held the tennis racket and pointed at the people around him casually.

Shuji Tsushima looked around at the people around him.

"Just them." He picked two people at random.

They are all adults about 1.8 meters tall.

But he still looks like a bad boy.

"Then let them do it." Team Atobe Keigo's opponent was not picky. Anyway, he was just accompanying Tsushima Shuji to have fun.

If the opponent was too strong, Tsushima's body would not be able to survive until the end of the game.

Otherwise, he would take him to play with the people at Rikkai University or Youth Academy.

He sighed silently.

"Want to compete with us?" He took the initiative to ask the two bad guys.

The two delinquents looked at Atobe Keigo and then at Tsushima Shuji.

The two of them were wearing such big sweatshirts, with their hats even covering their faces, looking very sneaky.

No matter how much you think about it, you can't get any better...

Unless it's a strong person who comes to torture the food.

But these two don't look alike at all.

"Of course, we are very strong, boys." One of the bad guys said with a fierce expression.

Shuji Tsushima:...I always feel like I'm a bit bullying...

He looked at Keigo Atobe, who was wearing a hat.

But in the end...

Shuji Tsushima fought against the two of them alone and achieved great success.

The two delinquents ran away crying.

"Atobe-senpai hasn't moved at all. It's not a doubles match at all." The young man complained with a wilted voice.

"Because I discovered that your strength is enough to deal with these two people." Atobe Keigo said openly.

"Tsushima, you are very talented. Being praised by me is something to be proud of." He said in a proud tone.

Shuji Tsushima:Thank you.

"It's such an honor..." From the corner of his eye, he saw a 1.9-meter-tall man with pigtails unscrewing a bottle of juice with one hand.

Several thin boys on the side looked at the strong man tremblingly.

Shuji Tsushima:……

"Senior Atobe..." His expression was serious.

"Huh?" Atobe Keigo raised an eyebrow.

"We'd better leave as soon as possible." He suggested seriously.

"You won't be able to leave if it's too late." He sighed.

"Then let's go first..." Before Keigo Atobe could finish his words, a figure suddenly fell to the ground.

Suddenly the whole place fell into panic.

Atobe Keigo:……

"Is this the reason?" Keigo Atobe took out his cell phone with a serious expression and called the police.

"Atobe-senpai..." Tsushima Shuji couldn't help but vomited blood.

"If I faint after a while, please don't tell Butler Tanaka and just take me back to the apartment." The boy said and vomited blood again.

"I'm very happy today. Thank you Atobe-senpai for being willing to take me to the competition..."

"So... I don't want to cause any trouble to Atobe-senpai." As the young man spoke, blood kept pouring out of his mouth. He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, but blood kept flowing out from between his fingers.

The sound of police car sirens was heard.

The young man fell down.

Atobe Keigo, who had quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the opponent:…………

I...shouldn't I take Tsushima to play tennis?

Shuji Tsushima: I’ll leave the useless police to you~ I’m going to bed first! Good night~