The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

The author has something to say: The narrator of this chapter is Tezuka.

Second Volume Song:

I can't stop chasing the wind

burning passion

shining in the chest

beyond your own horizon

facing the distant future

meet real dreams

ignore the rules

ready for blue sky

paint a rainbow

In the gradually changing campus

Bloom only belongs to your own free style

Let's grab those neon colors

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"Tezuka, what's the matter? This school ranking competition will determine the list for the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition. You must be very troubled, right?" In the empty auditorium, Coach Ryuzaki looked at me with a smile.

"Ah." I responded casually, tapping the table in front of me with the tip of my pen.

"Ms. Ryuzaki already has a favorite player?" Oishi on the side gave a knowing smile. "For example, first grade."

"Don't worry about my thoughts. There is an unwritten rule in our tennis club that the first grade can't play until the summer."

"Well, everything depends on the minister."

The two smiled at each other and turned their eyes to me.

Should he be allowed to participate in the school ranking competition?This is a difficult problem.Standing up, I walked to the window and looked at the striking boy on the tennis court downstairs.

I met him on the subway before school started.At that time, why did they help him block the crowd so naturally?I don't know myself.

At the opening ceremony, among the crowd, I accidentally found him again.

Among the many freshmen, he is still so conspicuous.No matter who looked at the crowd, the first thing they saw was him, right?Is it because of that lonely and arrogant expression?It seems more than that.What did you ever say to me?Tezuka, even if you just stand still and say nothing, you will make enemies and friends.This sentence is more suitable to be applied to this young man.

Knowing that he is the boy genius that Mr. Ryuzaki never forgets, I observed him for a long time during practice this morning.

Although practicing with everyone, he was absent-minded.This kind of character needs more tempering, right?Back then, even though I was the national champion of primary school students, I didn't join the main selection until after the summer vacation when I was in the first grade.

On the tennis court downstairs, there was a commotion.A group of second-year members were talking to the boy.But the new members surrounded the boy.Then, the teenager walked to the tennis court with the racket on his shoulders.

He wants to compete with Arai?

Soon after the game started, I realized that there was something wrong with the racket that the boy was holding.

Is it that old script of bullying freshmen again?Reminds me of my old self.Go ahead and stop it.

As soon as I removed one foot, the boy on the field moved.He flew forward, jumped into the air and turned around, stretching his arms and swinging the bat.That kind of graceful and smooth, in an instant, gave me the illusion of elves spreading their wings.

"Tezuka, what do you think?" Oishi walked beside me before I knew it.

"Anyone who disrupts discipline will never be forgiven." I said coldly, "Everyone will be fined to run away!" I said and walked to the table.

"Eh? All? Even the main election?" Dashi asked in surprise.

"All!" I repeated.Don't think I didn't see the intentions of those guys watching the show from the other side.

Picking up the pen, I quickly filled in the name in the last space on the form.Putting down my pen, I opened the classroom door, and I stepped out.

This wild horse cannot be let loose.