"There are no particularly noteworthy opponents in the early stages of the Kanto Conference. We may face Rokkakuchu in the semifinals, and there is a 95% chance that it will be Hyotei in the final." Inui Sadaharu, the temporary manager of the tennis club of Rikkai University, began to share some of the affairs with Yanagi after a period of getting to know each other.
"They also have first-year players in the starting lineup, Saeki Torajiro and Kuroba Harukaze in the second doubles. Kuroba Harukaze is a power player."
"Fuji has transferred to Rokkakuchu. He is a tough opponent." Inui Sadaharu had been in the tennis club with Fuji at Seigaku and had some understanding of Fuji's strength. "Fuji may play singles."
"There's a 93% chance that we'll finish the game in the first three games, Sadaharu." Yanagi didn't think Rokkaku would need Rikkai University's second singles player to play.
Of course, even in a singles match against Fuji Shusuke, the winner will only be Rikkai University.
"So does anyone want to meet Doubles Two in Rokukaku?" Yukimura asked after listening to Gan's information report.
In the semi-finals, Rikkai University will field a full lineup of regular players. Upon hearing Yukimura's question, Miyano Arashi and Mitsui Tamaki looked at each other and stepped forward, "Then let us, as seniors, take the lead."
Yukimura nodded, "Yanagi and Marui for doubles, Sanada for singles, Mori-senpai for singles, and Karasuma for singles. I'll be the substitute. That's it."
"Yes!" everyone answered in unison.
On the day of Rikkai University's semi-finals, the weather was clear and the sun was high in the sky.
In early July, the weather had gradually started to get hot, and Rikkai University's game started at 10 a.m.
Those who came to watch the game included residents living near the tennis park, the tennis club of the school that had been eliminated, and of course, intelligence personnel from the school that they would face in the future.
When the Rikkai University team entered the stadium on time with neat steps following Yukimura, there were already quite a few spectators at the scene.
Marui Bunta held the back of his head with both hands and blew a bubble, "There are so many audiences today, I must show my genius skills well."
Mao Li looked at Wen Tai's cocky look, grinned, and put his big hands vertically on his red and smooth hair, moving it back and forth, "Little genius, don't get carried away."
Marui Bunta's well-groomed hair was messed up, and he jumped up in anger, "Damn it, Mori-senpai!" He shook off Mori's hand and went towards Kuwabara, who took out a comb from his backpack and handed it to Bunta who was walking towards him.
Everyone looked up at Kuwabara's bald head, "Haha, I prepared this for Bunta." Noticing everyone was staring at him, Kuwabara said while touching the boiled egg.
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The referee is in place and both sides salute.
The coach in the opposite hexagon was a short old man with a long beard, and he always had a kind smile on his face.
As expected, Fuji Shusuke became the regular first-year player in the Rokkaku, and he was standing opposite Karasuma Gaki with a smile on his face.
After both sides saluted, Yukimura walked to the coaching booth and sat down.
"From now on, the semi-final match between Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School and Rokkaku Junior High School No. 2 doubles team will begin." The voice of the broadcast resounded throughout the venue.
"The game begins, Rikkai Omiya serves."
Miyano Arashi used her height advantage to send a quick serve, but the opponent did not understand the path of the ball and failed to catch up with the ball in time to return the ball.
"Rikkai University 1-0, Kuroba serves in Rokkakuchuu"
Hit the ball by turning your arm inward, and at the moment of hitting the ball, use the extended distance of your elbow to twist it inward with force to send the ball out and hit it with power.
After the ball hit the ground and bounced, the tennis ball had a strong rotation. Mitsui in front of the net quickly judged the landing point of the ball after Kuroba hit the ball and rushed over.
The moment the racket touched the tennis ball, he felt a strong rotation. Mitsui clenched the racket in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, and he grasped the handle of the racket with his left hand and hit the ball back with force, and the ball fell into the opposite court.
Mitsui Tamaki raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, "Compared to Sanada's fiery aggression, the power is far inferior."
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