Tennis: Sorry! I'm In Gear!

When Nan Lin and others came to the venue of the first game.

I saw that their opponent Kakiki Middle-School was already warming up.

Seeing Nan Lin and others coming, Kazuki Middle-School's people just glanced at them and didn't care too much.

As the leader of Kazuki Middle-School, there is only one team that Jiugui Guiichi has paid attention to in the regional trials, and that is Seigaku.

He just wanted to get rid of the other rubbish schools right now and play the final with Seigaku as soon as possible.

After warming up, he put his pockets in his pockets and walked towards Nan Lin and theirs.

"Hey, Fudomine Middle-School, right?"

"I don't want to waste time on a school like yours."

"Abstaining is the best option for you."

"It not only saves time, but also saves the pain of being beaten by me! Otherwise, I am afraid that you will all give up playing tennis in the future!"

He said, the disdain expression on his face did not hide at all.

It was as if the game was doomed before it even started.

His words surprised Nan Lin and the others.

Isn't this guy's brain flooded?

at the same time.

outside the court.

A middle-aged man walked over with a beautifully dressed girl.

They both have a camera in their hands.

From time to time, I took photos of the surrounding environment and the passing players.

"Inoue-senpai! Let's go directly to Seigaku's competition venue! What's so good about other schools' competitions!"

As a newcomer to Tennis Monthly, Shiba Saori followed Inoue to do an interview for this year's national competition and regional competition.

But her mind was entirely on Seigaku.

Or rather, knowing that Echizen Ryoma is the son of the legendary samurai Nanjiro, she felt that the focus of the regional competition should be on the opponent.

After hearing this, Mamoru Inoue shook his head: "How can you say that! Tennis Monthly is going to report that all schools attach importance to the competition this time! Besides, although Seigaku is strong, he may not have no opponents in the regional competition!"

"Look, Kakiki Middle-School, who is about to compete, is the second seed! Their leader, Guiichi Kuki, is also a powerful tennis player! It is said that he often practices against high school students!"

He said, pointing to Jiugui Guiyi, who was still invincible in front of Nan Lin and others.

at this time.

Seeing Nan Lin and others looking at him like this, Jiugui Guiyi thought they were frightened, and the smug look on his face became even heavier.

"Don't be discouraged! It's not ashamed to lose to me Jiugui Guiyi in this regional competition! There are still first-year brats? Next year! When our seniors graduate, you may be able to take a step forward!"

"Okay! Since you are too embarrassed to abstain, I will abstain from the referee on your behalf!"

Jiuguigui waved his hand, as if I understood Nan Lin and the others, and walked towards the referee.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"It's so funny!"

But as he turned, Akira Kamio's laughter came from behind him.

"Damn! What do you mean!"

Jiugui Guiyi looked back and saw Akira Kamio clutching his stomach, leaning forward and backward with laughter, his face sank immediately, and he spoke angrily.

He felt like he was being tricked!

"What's the meaning?"

"You guy actually let us abstain? What are you!"

"It's screeching! It's so noisy!"

Akira Kamio looked at him disdainfully and spoke coldly.

"you!"

Jiugui Guiyi's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what his ears heard.

He is one of the nine ghosts!

Kakiki Middle-School's ace!

How dare someone from a little-known trash tennis club talk to him like that.

For a while, the smell of gunpowder diffused.

The conversation between the two was also heard by the referee. Seeing that Akira Kamio and Jiugui Guiyi had a bad atmosphere, they immediately ran over.

"What! The game hasn't started yet! Who told you..."

"Referee, if there are no problems, I think the game can start!"

Before he could finish speaking, Nan Lin who was sitting in the chair interrupted him and spoke lightly.

After the referee heard it, he was about to reprimand the person who spoke, but when he saw Nan Lin's indifferent gaze swept toward him, he couldn't help shaking his heart and swallowed the words.

He felt as if he was enveloped by an inexplicable aura.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Now that you are all ready, the game begins!"

"Line up!"

He only heard a few dry coughs to cover up his embarrassment, and then shouted.

Jiugui Guiichi gave Akira Kamio, Nan Lin and others a stern look and returned to his team.

This scene was also watched by Inoue Mamoru.

"It seems that this Middle-School called Fudomine may be miserable, angering Jiugui Guiyi, and the score may become ugly..."

Shisha Ori curled her lips: "Senior Inoue! It's obviously that Jiugui Guiyi's provocation! It's too much to ask people to abstain! It's too much!"

Inoue Mamoru shook his head and said nothing.

Although he does not agree with Jiugui Guiyi's approach, it is better to admit defeat earlier than this Fudomine Middle-School loses too badly, and can go to see the competition between other schools and learn experience and skills.

"Hey! Isn't that Seigaku's Minister Tezuka, Fuji Syusuke and Inui Sadaharu? They actually came to watch the game together!"

"Don't they have a game?"

Seeing that the match between Fudomine and Kazuki Middle-School was about to start, Shiba Saori suddenly pointed to the other side of the court.

I saw the three of Tezuka Kunimitsu standing aside, looking at the playing field.

Inoue Mamoru listened, turned his head to look, and immediately greeted Shiba Saori and walked over together.

"Tezuka-san, I didn't expect to meet you here!"

"As the first seed, you don't need to play in the first round. Are you here to see the strength of Kazuki Middle-School this year?"

Inoue Mamoru walked up to them and said with a smile.

And Shisha Ori kept taking photos of Tezuka and others.

Fuji Syusuke is also very cooperative, even posing with scissors.

"Reporter Inoue..."

"We did come to see the game! But not Kazuki Middle-School."

Tezuka Kunimitsu doesn't like to talk, and if Mori Inoue wasn't a reporter, he wouldn't even want to answer.

"Oh? So what are you looking at... this Fudomine Middle-School?"

"Is there anything special about them?"

Inoue Mamoru was a little surprised.

But this time Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't speak again, just waited quietly for the game to start.

see.

Inoue Mori also looked curiously into the arena.

Can Tezuka Kunimitsu come to the competition in person, is this Fudomine Middle-School hidden?

[The new book asks for flowers and asks for evaluation tickets~]