The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

"I knew Echizen could beat Kaidou-senpai a long time ago." On the tennis court after the club, several first-year freshmen were in charge of tidying up the court. "Horio, lately you've been saying two different things with that mouth."

"However, today's Kaitang-senpai is only the main candidate for the second grade, and there will be the main candidate for the third grade after that--senior (is that thick bottle bottom?), this time even if it is Echizen..."

"Ryoma-kun will win!" Katsuro said loudly.

"Don't be so excited." Horio was taken aback.

"Hey," I finally couldn't help interrupting their three aunts and six wives after working on the sidelines for a long time, "It doesn't matter who wins, hurry up and clean up, okay?"

But these guys seemed unwilling to let go of the topic.Katsuro Katsuo ran up to me and asked, "Ryoma-kun, you are so strong, have you never lost?"

"I lose every day," I cut off.

"Are you kidding?" "But you must want to be a professional tennis player?"

"Not at all!" I said firmly.

"Liar! Then why are you playing tennis?" "Hey, don't go away, Echizen!"

"Hey, hello, classmate!" I was stopped at the school gate as I was about to go home with a tennis bag on my back.

"Great, I finally found a member of the tennis club." In front of me was a well-dressed big sister who looked like she had just graduated from work.

"Where is the tennis court? Your school is so big."

Crazy all the way again?I point with my finger. "The field is over there."

"Oh, I hate it!" The woman looked at her watch and suddenly covered her cheeks and yelled in a fuss, "Could it be the end of the school ranking competition? Tsukamoto's..."

It turned out that he was not only a road idiot but also a nympho. "Who are you?" I asked bluntly.

"Me? I'm Saori Shiba, the editor of "Professional Tennis Monthly". Please give me your advice." She put her face in front of me, shaking her fingers, "I'm here to interview the cute... no, the strong Players."

She was talking happily, but suddenly her voice stopped, and she began to move and move at me with bright eyes. "Look carefully, you are quite cute as a freshman~" She put one hand on my shoulder, and touched my head vigorously with the other. "I'm so envious of you~ I can see the wonderful competition of the seniors. Hey, tell me the result of today's competition. Did Tezuka win? Did Fuji win?"

Labeling her a female pervert in my heart, I tried my best to break free from her clutches.

"No, I can't dawdle any longer, or I'll be scolded to death by Senior Inoue." She said to herself as if suddenly awakened, and turned to look at me, "Uh... where is the stadium you mentioned just now?"

idiot?Ignoring her nerves, I walked away.

"Yo~ What an arrogant little guy. But, for the sake of your cuteness, I'll let you go." She chuckled behind me, then raised her voice and shouted: "Hey~ little guy, after two years I'll interview you again~"