Prince of Tennis: Walking into Rikkai University with Damocles on his head

The old man was very angry, but he was not very good at controlling it.

Speaking of Kirihara's demonic state, it is indeed difficult to control.

It would be better if there were seniors from Rikkai University following him at the competition.

But——

"It's the third year of junior high school, we will graduate sooner or later!" Liu's eyes dimmed, "He must learn to improve himself!"

This is a step that Xiao Haidai will take sooner or later.

And now, while everyone is energetic, they must help Kirihara eliminate the hidden dangers and ensure that he can control himself in this regard after they graduate from the third year of junior high school.

Niou: ...What's weird!

In short, a very formal discussion began.

The first thing to be determined is the power issue.

Kirihara's demonic state cannot be missing from any aspect.

"I don't want him to give up his power and become like Tachibana Kihei!"

Although he didn't want to admit it, Kirihara was a violent tennis player.

If he became as decadent as Tachibana, what would be the point?

——Not only was he restricted in the game, he could only stand there stupidly when attacked by others!

But letting him hurt his teammates like Tachibana was even more impossible——

"He must learn to control this power!" Niou frowned, "It seems that he must increase his training intensity!"

It's time for special training, the new generation of Rikkai University!

Kirihara, who was watching the game attentively, suddenly felt a chill on his spine. When he turned around, he saw Niou, whom he respected very much, and Yanagi, who he loved, staring at him.

Gulp~

Kirihara moved his throat.

"Yagi, what's the matter?"

This look was so uncomfortable.

"Kai, let's start special training from today!" Yanagi Renji snapped his notebook shut and said firmly.

"Trust us, we won't hurt you, we will definitely train you to be the best tennis player!"

"Yes, I can... But can I be exempted from homework?" It's already May or June, time flies, and before I know it, this semester is almost over~

"I forgot there's still the final exam!" Yanagi's eyes went dark.

Niou laughed.

Yanagi raised his head viciously, "Are you gloating over my misfortune? You guy!"

It was clearly planned that two people would teach together, why is he the only one who is distressed here now. Cry for me, bastard!

"This can't be avoided!" Niou Tan said innocently. "If you let me do it, I can only think of other ways!"

- For example, the stick education that was very popular in the flower-growing family next door ten years ago!

Don't blame him when Kirihara screams in pain and it doesn't work.

"Get out of the way~" Yanagi said indignantly.

If we add study, there won't be enough time. But every problem is imminent and can't be avoided.

We can only separate the two teachers...

"Kirihara has been to your house, right!" Liu asked. He had asked Kirihara about the news before, and Kirihara told him directly.

"That's right!" Niwang's eyes flashed, "What do you think?"

"Is your house big? Can you let this guy stay at your house at night?" Liu also knew that his proposal was a bit presumptuous, but there was no better way to compress time at the moment.

"It doesn't take a long time, just stick to this week!" Special training can't be carried out for a long time.

On the eve of the game, short-term special training is very helpful!

"He is responsible for his cultural courses, you come to help him with tennis special training!" Liu stared at Niwang's expression, "If you don't want to, we can switch!"

It should be no problem to give tennis training to Niwang.

Niou hugged his shoulders and snorted arrogantly, "No--change!

With Kirihara's education level, what's the difference between teaching him to read and pushing him to a dead end...

"My house is big enough to expand a tennis court! Just leave this matter to me..."

Although he was worried, Yanagi was relieved. This matter was over.

And Kirihara himself:...

"Um, don't you need to ask my opinion on this matter?" It seems that he is the main person.

"Your opinion..."

Yagi raised his tired eyes and looked at Kirihara with a kind face. "Yes, do you want to tell me that you don't want to go?"

Kirihara felt a thousand needles on his scalp, ready to prick at any time:...

"I want to go!" Kirihara said bitterly.

He actually wanted to ask if it was okay to just practice tennis?

Of course, he knew very well that learning was impossible to let go. If you don't pass the cultural courses, you are not allowed to participate in tennis competitions.

...

"Stop discussing, the results are out, the results are out!"

The Xinda group has been staring at the game on the projection. Atobe's victory was also expected by everyone...

It's just that--

"It's not particularly glorious to win by wearing someone to death!" Yagyu said with his chin supported.

"Well, this is also Atobe's strength!" Nioh said calmly. No one can say anything, but the words spread behind the scenes will not be particularly good!

"Look at Tezuka's arm!--"

Accompanied by Atobe's words--[This is the best game! ]

The singles match was completely over, but... the careful Sanada observed something different.

Tezuka's elbow was completely red--

Thanks to the high-definition camera installed by Nioh. Although the people of Rikkai University were far away, they could see it carefully...

This was not the kind of slight redness, but the obvious redness and swelling with stinging pain, and even blood could be seen on it.

"Hiss... How painful it must be!" Marui Bunta couldn't even spit out his bubble gum.

The strong are worthy of respect, and the competition of the strong is also pitiful.

Although they had a quarrel with Seigaku, it had nothing to do with Tezuka.

No one in Rikkai University hoped that Tezuka would get into trouble. They could be open and honest... just like they hoped that everyone could hope that Yukimura would be okay!

"If it is found that the injury on his hand has worsened now, let alone the final of the Kanto Tournament next week, he may not be able to participate in the national competition next week--"

Speaking of the topic of injury, the atmosphere at Rikkai University was solemn.

And at the scene... Tezuka's mood was calmer than everyone imagined.

There was a kind of... peace after the broken things finally came to an end.

For several years, he was worried every day whether the injury on his hand would suddenly relapse one day, making it impossible to play the next game...

Every day, he was immersed in such a semi-panic. He was the pillar of the Qingxue people, their signpost and direction... If he fell suddenly, what would greet Qingxue, no one could tell clearly?

Now-

After the dust settled, he felt relaxed.

Ha~

After a long breath, Tezuka Kunimitsu sighed and looked up at the sky. This feeling was like sitting on the beach, blowing the wind, watching the seagulls flying in the distance~ relaxed and happy...

For the first time in three years, I felt completely at ease!