The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

In the tennis club after school, Horio, who survived the disaster, didn't learn a lesson at all, and continued to chatter. "Do you know? Minister Tezuka hasn't lost in the past year, isn't it amazing?"

"This has nothing to do with you, Horio, what's the air?" Katsuro, who could no longer bear the noise pollution from him, couldn't help but said. "That's right." Shengxiong chimed in.

Horio, feeling bored, targeted me again. "I said, Echizen. You seem to have offended the second graders. It's not good."

Regardless of his nonsense, I tie my shoelaces anyway.It's the same everywhere.There is an old saying in China: A tree that is as beautiful as a forest will be destroyed by the wind.I threatened these seniors to compete for the position of the main election.Even if you do nothing, you have already offended them.

"That Arai-senpai is very careful about the relationship between seniors and children, and will definitely hold grudges." Arai?The one with the headband?The elder-child relationship is indeed a consolation for those who are not strong enough.

"Huh? Ah!" the chattering Horio suddenly jumped up, pointed at me and yelled earth-shatteringly: "Look where you are sitting! This is a big trouble, you are sitting on Arai-senpai's sweatshirt!"

"Huh?" I looked down at the dress under my buttocks, and sure enough, the word "Arai" was embroidered on it. "Oh." I lifted my buttocks and stood up, "Isn't that good."

"Oh~ this is very bad, this belongs to the senior..." Horio said worryingly, and accidentally stepped on a tennis racket. "Ah, that's bad!" There was a crisp snap, and it seemed that the tennis racket was completely ruined.Horio hurriedly picked up the racket.

"This racket doesn't seem to be used, it's so old," Katsuro said.

"Really, it's covered with dust." Sheng Xiong also said.

"Great," Horio heaved a sigh of relief, "If it's someone from a senior, I'm afraid I will be held hostage."

He conveniently stuffed the old racket into the locker beside him. "Let's go to practice quickly." He opened the door and ran out, just in time to bump into someone.

"Be careful! Monkey!" The headbanded Arai and a group of second graders were standing at the door.Horio and the others stood there in shock.

With a tennis bag on my back, I Shi Shiran walked out from the door of the department room and headed for the tennis court.When I passed by Arai and the others, I said in a drawn out voice, "Hello, Senpai~"

"Hey!"

I want to save trouble, but trouble won't let me go.

"What was that just now? Is it an attitude towards seniors?"

Ignoring the airs of the second grader, I walked straight to the tennis court.

"Tsk!" Arai snorted dissatisfiedly behind him, "Did you see that guy's attitude just now? He was laughing at us!"

On the tennis court, except for me, several first-year members were exhausted and collapsed on the ground.

"Why is this exercise so strenuous?" Horio complained dissatisfied.

The brim of the hat is full, although I am a little tired, but I don't want to show weakness, "It's still far away."

"No time for rest, first grade! [-] sit-ups to follow!"

"Liar—" There was a scream on the tennis court. "We're just new members~"

After doing [-] sit-ups, Horio, who was in my group, suddenly looked behind me in panic: "Hey, Echizen..."

"What?" I looked back, and a group of second graders were staring at me.

"Hey, don't be too arrogant just because you know a little about tennis!" Arai, the leader, said in a bad tone: "Today, the main player is back. If your behavior is too outrageous, then I, Arai, will..."

"They are coming!" The first-year members suddenly cheered, interrupting Arai's words.

Following their gazes, a group of guys wearing blue and white Zhengxuan jerseys were walking towards the stadium with great vigor.