Prince of Tennis: Ryoma's sister in Hyotei

"Hey, hey, hey! How can we fight now?"

The friends who were watching the game in the audience were scratching their heads anxiously.

"It's so noisy! Can't you be a little quieter?

Everyone in the contestant seats is the most nervous, but you see everyone still believes in Tokugawa-senpai.

So we must also be determined and use all our energy to cheer for Tokugawa Senior!"

Eiji, who is usually the most outgoing and impatient, uses his senior's aura to calm down the extremely nervous and uneasy younger students present.

"But... Eiji-senpai, you're shaking..."

Haitang didn't want to expose it, but Yingji's trembling was too obvious.

Eiji blushed and stammered a retort.

"It's so noisy! I'm just a little cold, that's all. I'm not nervous at all."

With this lame excuse, Haitang and Taocheng looked at the bright sunny sky.

An awkward but polite smile appeared on his face.

It’s really “cold”, haha.

"How about it?"

Irie asked, trying to find a way to wake Tokugawa up and continue the game.

Those who were skilled in data analysis and calculation all shook their heads.

They were unable to calculate the final outcome of the game using the data at hand.

just in case...

What if a miracle happens?

But they knew very well that Tokugawa was eager to score points in the previous games, which put a huge burden on his body.

But they are still hoping for a miracle.

The people around Long Ge all looked solemn.

Similarly, Long Ge was also worried about Tokugawa's situation.

"Tokugawa-senpai..."

Ryoma murmured Tokugawa's name.

Dudu crossed his arms and spoke with regret.

"Alas, it's useless. Ralph has already won this match. There's no denying that you, Ryoma, are an amazing player, but the outcome is already decided."

Ryoma narrowed his eyes slightly, and Tokugawa's fingers trembled slightly on the field.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

He had a feeling that Tokugawa-senpai would continue the game.

He is not someone who can be defeated so easily.

"Although winning the game like this isn't satisfying, I still appreciate your performance and hope to play against you again in the future."

Reinhardt muttered to himself.

Throw the last ball, express your recognition of Tokugawa, and look forward to the next game.

The tennis ball fell slowly under the scorching sun, and Reinhardt waved his arms.

The tennis ball hit the racket with a dull thud.

Various screams and cheers mixed together.

Feelings of regret and unwillingness ripple in my heart.

Reinhardt seemed ready to leave.

"boom...."

The sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground was heard, but it was not the distance he expected.

Reinhardt turned back calmly.

Gaze slightly.

"You Japanese are really difficult, but this is also quite interesting."

Tokugawa's eyes were filled with fatigue. He held his body together and hit the ball back with both hands holding the racket.

After a few seconds of silence, the scene erupted into warm applause and cheers.

The ones who shouted the loudest were Yingji and his friends.

"I'm so scared, woooo, that's great! Tokugawa-senpai, keep up the good work!"

Haitang complained silently.

"Eiji-senpai, you're the most nervous one, right?"

Oni and Irie in the contestant booth looked visibly relieved, which showed how nervous they were.

Tokugawa exhaled a breath, looked up at the sky, still a little dazed.

"Now is not the time to reminisce about the past."

He raised his arms to wipe the sweat off his face.

Tokugawa forced himself to continue fighting with Reinhard.

Longma raised his head and curled the corners of his lips.

He looked as if he knew it.

This caused Chico to pinch Longma's face and question him.

"Ryoma, what are you so proud of? Don't you worry about Ralph's situation? It's so sad!"

Longma finally broke free from Chico's clutches.

Rubbing his cheeks and whispering.

"I didn't say Ralph would lose. You're making a fuss, Chico."

"How dare you make such a fuss, kid! That smile just now clearly didn't mean that!"

Qi Ke was making a fuss and jumping around, demanding an explanation from Long Ma.

"childish."

Longma ignored him, stuck out his tongue in the dark, and complained that Qi Ke was childish.

Facing Reinhard's fierce attack, Tokugawa showed no sign of weakness.

Tokugawa did not stop until the end of the game.

"Team USA vs. Team Japan, the singles match is over, Team USA won. The score is now 2-1, Team USA is leading!"

As the referee's voice fell, Tokugawa felt as if all his strength was gone, and he could no longer hold the racket in his hand.

His arm dropped, and the racket fell to the ground.

One hand covered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment.

Reinhardt raised his arms high, enjoying his victory and cheers.

"You are a very good opponent. I hope we can have a chance to compete again. This time the victory belongs to the American team."

Reinhard walked up to Tokugawa and expressed his admiration.

"Hey, Ryoma, what are you doing?"

Neither Dudu nor Chico could stop the now free and easy Ryoma.

Longma supported himself on the guardrail with one hand and entered the court smoothly with one jump.

"Hmm? Ryoma."

Reinhardt wasn't confident enough to think that Ryoma was coming to greet him.

"Ah, congratulations."

Longma's congratulations were very casual.

"Your personality is becoming more and more like Long Ya, which is probably not a good thing."

Longma shrugged, indifferent.

He walked straight past Reinhard and up to Tokugawa.

Bending down, he picked up the racket that had fallen to the ground.

"Here you go. You can't lose your weapon on the battlefield."

There was no trace of regret or remorse in Ryoma's eyes, and he faced Tokugawa very calmly.

“In the end, I still failed to achieve that goal…”

"What are you talking about? Look behind you. Your teammates don't think so."

Ryoma smiled and pointed his racket behind Tokugawa.

Follow the line of sight.

No one looked dissatisfied with the game.

Each one is encouraging.

"Tokugawa-senpai, this was a fantastic match! Don't blame yourself.

Please leave the rest of the work to Senior Maori, Senior Yuezhi, Senior Longge, and Senior Daqu!"

"And me! And me!"

Xiao Jin raised his hands. As a reserve, he is always ready!

The racket was stuffed into Tokugawa's arms.

Ryoma raised his face, smiled brightly, and spoke to Tokugawa.

"The morale is pretty good! Our American team is up to the task and will not lose. I'm really looking forward to the next matches."

"Ryoma..."

Tokugawa softly said Ryoma's name and tightened his grip on the racket.

He even needed Longma to wake him up. He felt like a complete failure.

"Okay, time to get off the court. Don't enter the racket like that next time. Do you hear me?"

Reinhardt patted Ryoma's head in warning.

Longma held his head and secretly glanced at Reinhard's expression.

I found that the other person was in a good mood, so I felt more confident and replied bravely.

"understood."