Chapter 41
After some chaos, the real game finally began...
No, is this a serious competition?
Singles players teaming up for doubles, doubles players playing singles separately? And then there's the stand-up comedy commentary...
"Why on earth did you all come all the way to Tokyo to practice?"
"For the sake of learning and progress."
Shiraishi Kuranosuke's tone was extremely serious, and the next second the Shitenhoji players on the field hit a ball that was beyond their level.
"Ah, I've crossed the line. What a pity—"
I can't see that you feel sorry at all!
Nakamori Akimi couldn't believe it. These were the top four high school tennis schools? Who on earth had come up with this? They must have been paid!
Regarding the chaotic scene on the court, Tezuka Kunimitsu pushed up his glasses, picked up his racket and walked into the court, "Shiraishi."
"It's my turn, Qiushi, watch out."
Shiraishi Kuranosuke stretched his wrist and followed Tezuka Kunimitsu.
"Shiraishi and Tezuka, a rare combination."
Fuji Shusuke, who had just finished a game, stood next to Nakamori Akimi and seemed to be particularly looking forward to the game.
"It's been a long time since I last saw Tezuka play up close, ever since he went to Germany."
With a hint of melancholy, Fuji Shusuke recalled the real-life Seigaku Tennis Club. It had been a long time since he had gathered all these familiar friends together.
"Doesn't your club usually have sparring matches or something?"
Nakamori Akimi didn't know much about this, but he knew that sports clubs would spontaneously organize practice matches.
"No one really takes practice seriously."
"...You guys aren't serious yet, are you?"
It's been funny all the time——
"After all, he's an opponent we might run into, and if we get serious, it's easy to expose our true colors."
With his index finger gently pressed against his lips, Fuji Shusuke's eyebrows curved, but the laughter that had just begun was cut short by a sudden out-of-field ball. The ball landed at his feet, bounced twice, and then rolled back.
"Sorry, sorry, I accidentally hit it!"
The server's seemingly sincere apology actually hides a flaw that cannot be ignored.
You hit the wrong target at the start, are you a newbie?
"I think he did it on purpose."
Nakamori Akimi absolutely did not believe what Shiraishi Kuranosuke said.
"What a coincidence, I think so too."
Fuji Shusuke and Nakamori Akimi looked at each other and knew what was going on.
The people from Shitenhoji Temple and Qingxue behind them were confused.
"Shiraishi has been really ill lately. If he continues like this, he might lose."
"Inuzuka, how can you boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige?"
"Well, serve, serve, ah, the service is free, the tennis serve is also free, so Shiraishi was just entertaining me!"
It was summer, but I felt a chill rising from the soles of my feet.
The humorless people in Tokyo could only watch the people in Osaka across from them laughing wildly.
"Hahahaha, so talented!"
Didn't get the joke at all.
Nakamori Akimi silently turned his head and continued to watch the game, and soon the attention of others was also attracted to the two people on the court.
I didn't expect that Shiraishi Kuranosuke's playing style was completely different from his personality, and it was surprisingly normal.
Especially compared to the glowing Tezuka Kunimitsu...
It feels like humans fighting against another dimension.
At this moment, the cell phone in Nakamori Akimi's pocket vibrated a few times. She opened it and saw that it was a video sent by an unknown person. The cover of the video was the super conspicuous Atobe Keigo.
Huh? What's going on?
There is also a message attached.
[I heard you went to Seigaku to watch the match? You shortsighted fellow, no matter how you think about it, the match between Hyotei and Rikkai University is more exciting. What are you thinking? Are you really going to choose that Fuji Shusuke?!]
From the tone and familiar conversation, she seemed to guess who the other person was.
[Higurashi-san?]
The other party just sent a "humph" and nothing else happened. It seems that it was her.
This guy is arrogant...
Nakamori Akimi looked at the two players fighting fiercely on the court, then looked at the video on her phone. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she decisively took out her headphones, put them on, and pressed the play button.
It's a match between Keigo Atobe and Genichirō Sanada. They are evenly matched and the fight is quite... huh?
Before Nakamori Akimi could finish his sigh, Genichirō Sanada turned into Kunimitsu Tezuka the next second.
Um……
Akimi Nakamori looked up at the real people on the field, then looked down at the dummy on his phone, and it felt quite strange.
It seems that Atobe's opponent is Niou Masaharu. Is this the Niou Phantom? It's really amazing.
Niou Masaharu, if that third person is him, then his fight with Atobe would be very meaningful.
Speaking of which, she seemed to have seen a Rikkai University student the day she and Fuji got into a fight on Saturday. Perhaps that student was Niou Masaharu in disguise. He must know something the other two didn't, which is why he didn't blow himself up.
The same applies to Yagyu Hiroshi. Based on the information she's gathered these days, Yagyu Hiroshi's disguise skills seem to be even more advanced than Niou Masaharu's. But what's the reason for his dormancy?
Tsk, headache.
Nakamori Akimi, who was thinking about all sorts of things, paused and enlarged the picture unconsciously. The pixels of this video are quite clear. Atobe Keigo is really shining in the sunlight. As expected of Atobe, his side profile is also perfect.
"Does it look good?"
“It looks good.”
Caught off guard, Nakamori Akimi blurted out the answer, then realized what was happening and looked up.
The person who asked the question was staring at her meaningfully.
"Why are you watching me if you're not watching the game?"
Nakamori Akimi took the initiative.
"Yeah, why are you watching him if you're not watching the game?"
Then he was choked back by the other party.
"...Fuji, has anyone ever told you that you're a gossip?"
"I thought it was a common human trait," he replied calmly. "So, could you satisfy my curiosity? What is your relationship with Atobe?"
The people around were noisy, some were watching the game, some were bickering, and no one noticed what these two people were doing mysteriously. Even Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who was most concerned about this side, put all his heart and soul into the game.
"Rose, and the relationship between thorns?" Nakamori Akimi was a little unsure, but she glanced at the person in the video and nodded heavily, "Yes, roses and thorns."
Someone was a little surprised to hear the answer, but soon his brows relaxed and a smile spread across his face: "It's a very romantic metaphor. Does Atobe know about it?"
"Him? He'll know." Nakamori Akimi shrugged nonchalantly. "It doesn't really matter whether he knows or not. Now's not the time to be thinking about that."
She turned off the screen and turned her attention to Shiraishi Kuranosuke on the field.
"That's true."
The game just ended at this time, and the two of them ended up in a tie. It was obvious that neither of them had tried their best. After leaving the field, Shiraishi Kuranosuke was still very energetic and ran straight towards her.
"I have to warn you, Nakamori. Don't be fooled by Shiraishi's current behavior. He's a man with an absolutely calm mind. Oh, and he also likes to give people toxic chicken soup. Be careful."
Fuji Shusuke was very tactful and walked away when Shiraishi Kuranosuke came over, and then he was targeted by three quarters of the people who witnessed the tragedy at that time. The last quarter was probably training in junior high school now.
"Fuji-senpai, even though Shiraishi-senpai is Nakamori-senpai's cousin, you don't have to be so evasive. This is a great opportunity to infiltrate the inner circle."
The unreliable junior took the opportunity to lean close to his ear and sounded quite disappointed with him.
"A Tao, did you really listen to what I said?"
“…Of course I listened.”
Momoshiro Takeshi's eyes were darting around, and he was whistling, not looking like he was listening at all.
"Fuji, even if it was a big dare, you wouldn't go out with a girl alone and put on such a farce." Inui Sadaharu appeared beside him with a notebook in hand. "The probability of that happening is only 1.27%."
“So it’s not exactly zero.”
It’s confirmed that Fuji Shusuke is a stubborn person.
"Qiu Shi, how about it? Seeing such a passionate match, do you have the urge to play a game?"
Someone who barely watches the game and is not a fan of sports: "It's good, but it's not enough to excite me about playing tennis."
Perhaps because she had successfully portrayed the image of a tennis expert, Shiraishi Kuranosuke suddenly lost his previous excitement and drooped his brows in disappointment.
"I was thinking that this was a rare opportunity, and I wanted to have a fight with you, Qiushi."
"Didn't you just fight Tezuka-san? Didn't you get enough?"
"But fighting Tezuka wasn't very enjoyable."
Hey, hey, hey, at least talk to someone away from others. Can't you see that Kunimitsu Tezuka's glasses are reflecting light?
Did Fuji really not lie to her? Could someone like him be described as having a cool head?
But this player's setting is really Mary Sue. How good must her tennis skills be to make these people obsessed with her and want to play a game with her?
"Okay, these are not very important. Do you remember what I told you yesterday?"
After wasting so much time, Nakamori Akimi couldn't wait to get to the point.
"I know, it's the Tears of the Ocean." Shiraishi Kuranosuke lowered his voice and moved closer to her. "I brought it with me in my bag."
"What are you waiting for? I've prepared the bitter melon juice. Let's go."
While everyone was not paying attention, the two men grabbed the bag and ran away, leaving behind Fuji Shusuke to cover them.
"But, Qiushi, is it really drinkable?"
In a secluded corner, Shiraishi Kuranosuke took out the bottle of "Tears of the Ocean" and examined it carefully. The light brought by the flow of the liquid was dazzling and brilliant. It was obvious that it was a poison with a beautiful appearance.
This guy must be kidding, does he really have a calm mind?
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