The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

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The narrator of this chapter is Yuta

How many lefties are stronger than me?What a joke!Squinting and looking at the opposite side, my thoughts returned to before the game.

"Sorry, Yuta." Guanyue said to me apologetically, "Your target escaped, I thought Fuji Shusuke was the third single."

I let out a disappointed "tsk".

"We were tricked by that data man named Gan," he said solemnly. "It seems that they want to avoid this brotherly battle no matter what."

"It's unavoidable!" I said angrily.I hated my fleeting happiness.

"That's right, if Fuji loses to his younger brother, he will lose face~" Nomura chimed in.

"What did you just say?! Who is Fuji's younger brother? Well?!" I forced him fiercely.

"Wow——I'm sorry, I slipped my tongue!" Nomura apologized in shock.

"It's a pity this time, Yuta. But I want you to beat Seigaku's No. [-] singles, first-year left-handed Echizen Ryoma." Guanyue is not surprised by my violent temper, "Are you listening? Yuta .”

"No problem! Singles three, right? But, if that first grader isn't as strong as Zhou Zhu, I'll go crazy!" Turning around and walking away, I gritted my teeth, "I'll crush him completely!"

"Oh, our trump card is saying it with enthusiasm~" Liu Ze yelled in a tone behind him.

Coincidentally, on the way to practice, I ran into this first-year student of Qingxue.He is striking.The short man was wearing an eye-catching blue and white shirt, and there was a group of followers behind him.

"Is that you? It's called Echizen Ryoma!" I blocked his way.

"That's right. Who are you?" Under the brim of the white hat, a pair of amber eyes looked at me nonchalantly.Very attractive.

"Fuji Yuta!" I raised my face in displeasure.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on that guy's face.

"Ah! It turns out that you are Ryoma-kun's opponent in the next game, the younger brother of Fuji-senpai!" His followers yelled.

"Wh-who's younger brother! I am me! Fuji Yuta!" I clenched my fists and roared fiercely.

"I'm sorry!" His followers bowed in fright.

The guy didn't care.Walking past me with a smile on his face, he raised the plastic bag in his hand as a compliment, "Then, please give me your advice~"

"Wait for us ~ Mr. Longma!" His followers hurried over to catch up.

Cut~ This first grade has enough stinky farts!

When the two schools lined up, looking at the smiling elder brother and the first grader next to him wearing the same team uniform, for some reason, I felt particularly glaring.

However, I didn't expect that that stinky first grade would say that to me.Does he have the same experience as me?If so, why can he have such strong self-confidence?

Under the halo of a genius brother, my relatively mediocre younger brother has suffered a lot!

After graduating from elementary school, I first entered Qingxue.In order not to be compared with others all the time, I did not join the tennis club, and, after half a year, I transferred to another school.I transferred to a remote tennis school to practice tennis hard, moved out of my home, and lived in the school dormitory.All this is to eliminate the possibility of others associating my brother with me.

Although I practiced sweating like rain every day, I couldn't get rid of the shadow in my heart—in fact, I avoided the contest with my brother from the very beginning.Why do I practice tennis against left-handers?Because my brother is not left-handed...

It was watching the moon that gave me back my confidence.He chose me only because I am Fuji Yuta, not some Fuji younger brother.He made it clear to me that St. Rudolph needs my strength.Moreover, he also taught me a lot, including that trick.

Yes, you must not lose to your brother!Never lose to Qingxue!Never let Guanyue down on me!