Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Watching Yozora hold the racket... he's handsome, but not professional.

We're definitely going to win this match.

After we win, I'll take the initiative to suggest playing tennis together, giving Yozora a way out.

That way... wouldn't I succeed?

"Serving now."

Miura Yumiko tossed the tennis ball into the air and served with a very professional posture.

Before Yuigahama Yui could even see clearly, a loud bang suddenly rang in her ears as the tennis ball flew through the air.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterward, there was a muffled sound of the tennis court fence being hit.

Miura Yumiko and Hayama Hayato didn't see how the ball was returned at all.

They could only feel a slight breeze, like a train passing by, brushing past them.

"1... 15 to 0!"

Totsuka Saika raised his left hand, indicating that Miura Yumiko and Hayama Hayato had scored first.

Then, he looked at Yozora on the other side of the court and reminded him.

"Um... Yozora-kun, when the opponent serves, you can only hit the ball back after it bounces on the ground."

Faced with Totsuka Saika's reminder, Yozora said indifferently.

"I know."

"Eh, then why did you..."

"I never intended to win by scoring points."

At this moment, Hayama Hayato and Miura Yumiko heard exclamations from their friends behind them.

When the two turned around, they were stunned by the scene before them.

The tennis ball that Yozora had just hit...

Was actually embedded in the gap of the wire fence!

It got stuck...

How much terrifying force was on that ball?

While the two were in shock, Yozora's calm voice came.

"Are you ready?"

"This is just the beginning."

"I will aim for your bodies with every ball from now on."

"Be prepared to die and compete with me and Yui."

Chapter 146: Miura Yumiko's Weakness, Totsuka Saika's Request Completed

"Wh-what are you talking about..."

Miura Yumiko clenched the tennis racket in her hand, her eyes already showing a hint of fear.

With the force of that shot just now, if it hit her body, or even her face...

Wouldn't that be fatal!?

"Yozora-kun."

Hayama Hayato also looked displeased.

"It's just a match between classmates, and besides, aiming for the opponent's body isn't in line with sportsmanship, is it?"

"Sportsmanship?"

Hearing this word, Yozora seemed amused and shook his head with a chuckle.

"Sorry, I have no morals."

Then, he looked directly at Miura Yumiko and Hayama Hayato, a smile with madness and inexplicable excitement on his face, and said softly.

"Or, if you're afraid, you can also give up the match."

"Wh-what are you talking about!"

Although Miura Yumiko was a little panicked, hearing the words 'give up the match,' she couldn't help but clench her silver teeth and tighten her grip on the tennis racket.

"Continue!"

"Miura-san..."

"Don't say anything, Hayama."

Miura Yumiko frowned, took a deep breath, and said seriously.

"This is just the opponent's psychological warfare, don't fall for it."

Hearing this, Hayama Hayato looked dubious.

Is it really psychological warfare?

Judging from Yozora-kun's performance...

It doesn't seem like it...

"Serving."

Miura Yumiko tossed the tennis ball into the air and once again served with a very standard posture.

"Yui, go receive the ball."

"Eh?"

Hearing Yozora's words, Yuigahama Yui was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded, and after the tennis ball bounced on the ground, she swung her racket and hit it back.

Seeing that Yozora didn't hit another fastball with such terrifying force, Miura Yumiko and Hayama Hayato both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hayama, don't get in my way!"

Miura Yumiko didn't think about cooperation or teamwork at all, and directly hit back the ball that Hayama Hayato was supposed to receive.

Yuigahama Yui also didn't show any weakness, and hit the ball back again.

Her expression at this time was different from her usual silly smile and gentleness, and she looked very serious.

Yuigahama Yui only had one thought in her mind.

Yozora-kun said that he needed her now.

Then she absolutely couldn't let him down.

Miura Yumiko and Yuigahama Yui went back and forth, not giving way to each other, and it no longer looked like a mixed doubles match, but a one-on-one duel in women's tennis.

"Damn it..."

Miura Yumiko clenched her teeth, and the imbalance and sense of loss in her heart were even greater as she looked at Yuigahama Yui, who was not giving way at all.

All the letters handed to Yozora had gone through Yuigahama Yui's hands, and hers was no exception.

Although the two were not in the same class, Miura Yumiko really couldn't understand.

Why is it that a girl like Yuigahama Yui, who is only good-looking but doesn't have any self-opinion, and can even be said to be silly, can join Yozora's club?

And a letter entrusted by her, who is the center of the class and the leader of the female group, and who has many suitors in the school, has disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea, without receiving any response?

Could it be...

In Yozora-kun's eyes, is she not as good as Yuigahama Yui?

Thinking of this, Miura Yumiko felt even more unacceptable.

Just as the two sides were going back and forth, engaged in a stalemate...

"Bang!!!!!"

A burst of ear-piercing sonic boom rang in the air.

In Miura Yumiko's vision, she could only see a phantom.

"Whoosh."

The phantom brushed past her face, and the wind caused by its passage even curled her long hair.

"Bang!"

The first sound was the sound of Yozora's racket hitting the tennis ball.

The second sound was the sound of the tennis ball embedding into the wire fence.

Miura Yumiko wanted to turn around to see the scene behind her.

But only then did her brain finally react.

The feeling of surviving a near-death experience made her body uncontrollable, her legs trembling slightly, and her entire expression froze.

"3... 30 to 0!"

Exactly the same as before.

The tennis ball hit by Yozora didn't touch the opposite side at all, but went straight past Miura Yumiko's face.

This certainly counts as a score for the other side.

But Miura Yumiko couldn't be happy at all.

"Sorry, I missed."

Yozora looked down at the tennis racket in his hand, the face of which was already broken, and casually threw it aside, taking a new one from the sidelines.

He looked at Miura Yumiko with a kind smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't miss next time."

"I... I..."

Miura Yumiko's pupils shrank in shock.

Missed?

Does that mean he was aiming for her face in the first place?

Miura Yumiko turned her head with difficulty and glanced at it.

The tennis ball just now was perfectly embedded next to the first tennis ball.

The only difference was that it was embedded even deeper than the first one.

And...

He even broke the racket face!?

Is he even human!?

If the tennis ball just now had been a few centimeters off...

Everyone didn't dare to imagine what a bloody scene it would have been.

"I... I..."

Miura Yumiko's body was trembling, wanting to say the words 'I give up'.

But when she saw Yozora standing on the opposite side, and Yuigahama Yui beside him, she couldn't say those words no matter what.

Give up?

Miura Yumiko's arrogant self-esteem wouldn't allow her to do that.

Amano Haruna, who was watching the game from the sidelines, had a puzzled expression on her face after witnessing the previous round.

"Since Yozora-kun said that he would aim for the opponent's body with every ball, then why didn't he hit the ball back from the beginning? Why did he let Yuigahama-san hit several rounds first?"