"Now let's start the first doubles match..."

Jiro Akutagawa in the audience stretched his neck excitedly, looking forward to it, "It's starting, it's starting~ Who will be the first to come out?"

He looked like he wished his neck could stretch freely so he could go to the contestants' entrance to find out what was going on.

"The first to go are the Japanese Kanto Youth Team, Atobe Keigo and Atobe Kagemitsu."

“Ahhh—”

"good--"

This match not only brought together the 300 members of Hyotei's tennis club,

Even other students of Hyotei and even students from other schools in Tokyo couldn't help but cheer or exclaim.

Then, the support gradually gathered and became unified, creating a massive momentum.

"Atobe! Atobe! Atobe..."

Slowly walking out of the passage, bathed in the sunshine and the gaze of the audience,

Standing at the bottom line, Atobe Keigo closed his eyes in enjoyment.

The young man with silver-purple hair was wearing a coat, with his right hand raised high, looking extremely confident and dazzling.

I saw him raise his right hand, with his thumb and middle finger clasped together.

He snapped his fingers.

The sound is crisp,

It should be barely audible amidst the noisy cheers.

But surprisingly,

Everyone fell silent.

Silently watching the young man on the field with a dominating aura,

"winner......"

Atobe Keigo was immersed in his own declaration. He grabbed the coat on his shoulder with his left hand and threw it high into the air.

The aura of confidence filled the entire stadium.

He opened his eyes, and announced to the audience with seriousness and pride: "It will be me!!!"

“Aaaaaa——”

Applause and cheers resounded throughout the venue.

Hyotei's students clapped their hands until their palms turned red, but they were unwilling to stop.

Atobe Keigo raised the corner of his lips and looked towards the seats of the Hyotei Tennis Club.

It seems to be saying: Wait, I will definitely win!

"That guy still likes to show off..."

Genichirō Sanada lowered the brim of his hat as he watched the game in the corridor.

No matter how many times he saw it, he could not adapt to this guy Atobe's habits.

"I think it's pretty good, and..."

Fuji Shusuke guessed with a smile, "This is probably why the coach let him play first."

Yukimura Seiichi nodded, his eyes fixed on the back of the young man behind Atobe, "I think so too, it's a good coping strategy."

After all, the two players on the opposite side were also a pair of brothers.

and,

No more low-key than Atobe.

If a low-key player were to come on stage, the effect would not be so good.

"I'm sorry, Jingguang, for stealing your limelight."

On the field, Keigo Atobe turned around and smiled at Jingguang, his expression bright and wanton.

Atobe Kagemitsu shook his head.

Holding the coat that Atobe Keigo threw up,

Fold it carefully and hold it against your chest like a treasure.