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Yukino Yukinoshita and Hiki Hoshino seemed to have a flash of electricity pass between their eyes, as if the other were their mortal enemy.
"Fujiwara-kun, I have quite a bit of confidence in my past tennis experiences. Although this is just an unimportant high school campus match, I have to say, I'm taking this championship!"
Hiki Hoshino gently pushed up his glasses, his tone full of arrogance.
"Oh? Is that so? Then, Hiki Hoshino-kun, let me see your strength. Just don't talk big, okay?"
Fujiwara Tetsu placed a tennis ball in one hand and slowly walked to the serving position, his eyes sharp.
This time, he was going to get serious!
Yukino Yukinoshita came to Fujiwara Tetsu's side, whispering, "Still the same tactics as before? I'll be at the front, you be at the back."
"However, this is a best-of-three match. With my stamina, I'm afraid it'll be difficult to sustain. This time, you'll need to move more. We'll switch places at any time!"
Fujiwara Tetsu asked with a smirk, "Seriously?"
"Seriously, I must win!"
Yukino Yukinoshita took a deep breath.
"You're having such a big tantrum just for that Hiki Hoshino?"
"It has nothing to do with him, I simply refuse to lose!"
"Very well, on this point, I'm just like you. I also refuse to lose." Fujiwara Tetsu raised his left hand, and Yukino Yukinoshita bumped her fist with his with force.
On the sidelines, a group of curious Todai students excitedly pointed and chatted.
"That Hiki Hoshino seems to be holding a grudge. He wants to beat Fujiwara this time."
"Haha, last time in the club, he was trained harshly by Fujiwara. If it were you guys, wouldn't you want to get your own back too?"
The students from Todai nodded secretly.
They absolutely had to get their own back!
As students of Todai, although they admired Fujiwara Tetsu, they also represented those who secretly held a grudge against him.
As the most outstanding young person of his generation, how could they easily submit?
"Anyone want to bet with me? Will Fujiwara win or Hiki Hoshino win?"
"Bet what?"
"A grand meal, ten thousand yen per person."
"Damn, betting that big? Okay, I'm betting on Hiki Hoshino!"
"You're betting on Hiki Hoshino?"
"Technically, these two are pretty evenly matched, but Fujiwara snatched all the spotlight. Looking at all those high school girls, I'd really rather not strip myself naked and give myself away. My heart can't take it!"
"Hahaha, you're betting on Hiki Hoshino? Then I guess I'll just have to root for Fujiwara. Go Fujiwara, beat Hiki Hoshino for me, I'm counting on you for a free meal!"
"..."
The referee blew his whistle.
Fujiwara Tetsu bent slightly, adopting the most standard serving posture.
He bounced the tennis ball a few times with his racket, took a deep breath, then tossed the tennis ball high!
"Hiki Hoshino, have you seen Prince of Tennis? Today, I'll show you what a 'killing tennis ball' is!"
Fujiwara Tetsu leaped with the tennis ball. His body twisted, transforming into a giant bow. The force of his legs and waist, merging with the power from his thighs, flowed up his muscles to his right forearm!
"Saaaaâ"
The racket swung fiercely, striking the tennis ball.
The tennis ball was like a tightened spring, rapidly spinning, transforming into an electromagnetic cannon, shooting towards Hiki Hoshino!
Hiki Hoshino's eyes widened. His gaze stared in horror at the seemingly murderous black shadow approaching.
The tennis ball flew past his ear, and the strong wind it generated even tore a few strands of hair from his sideburns.
Immediately, the tennis ball slammed into the ground, and with another bounce, it tore through the net behind Hiki Hoshino.
The tennis ball spun rapidly on the iron net, rubbing off a large amount of white smoke.
Hiki Hoshino swallowed, his body trembling as he looked at the place behind him. The ground of the tennis court, where the ball had landed, was even dented into a small crater.
This guy, does he have to be so serious?
Is he trying to kill people?!
He had never heard that tennis could kill people, but Hiki Hoshino felt that if he had been hit by that shot just now, he really would have died!
In an instant of silence, the high school girls from Soubu High School let out excited cheers.
"Oh oh oh! Lord Fujiwara! Lord Fujiwara!"
Their neat chant was like a concert, bringing peace.
Even some female students from Elite High School were excitedly shouting.
Hiki Hoshino, with trembling legs, picked up the tennis ball. He was silent for a moment, then said, "Referee, this tennis ball is broken."
The referee nodded blankly, then reacted, allowing him to replace the tennis ball.
Fujiwara Tetsu glanced at the racket in his hand, then raised it and said, "Referee, my racket is broken too."
While waiting for someone to bring a new racket, Yukino Yukinoshita approached Fujiwara Tetsu and whispered, "The quality of this racket isn't good."
Yukino Yukinoshita pursed her dry lips: "This isn't a racket problem, it's your problem, that... can you be a bit lighter?"
"Do you like it light, or not like it heavy?"
"You, what are you talking about?!"
Yukino Yukinoshita's face turned completely red.
"What am I talking about? You're the one who's crooked."
Yukino Yukinoshita turned her head away.
As a closet otaku, even someone as pure as she was, had secretly watched... those little videos.
She suddenly felt that this guy was really good at... that aspect. No, no, no, what are you thinking, Hachiman!
After changing the racket, the match began again.
But Hiki Hoshino was like a punctured balloon. His fighting spirit vanished instantly. Facing Fujiwara Tetsu's tennis ball, he subconsciously dodged, not daring to receive it at all.
"Fujiwara X Yukino team, 30:0!"
"40:0!"
"Fujiwara X Yukino team, wins the game!"
Hiki Hoshino couldn't help but roar at Hiki Hoshino, "What are you doing? Why are you deliberately dodging the ball?"
Hiki Hoshino calmly said, "I can't receive that ball. I don't want to become like today next year. Do you want Hoshino to try receiving it?"
"You actually want your sister, a girl, to receive that kind of murderous tennis ball?!"
Hiki Hoshino couldn't believe his brother would say such a thing.
Hiki Hoshino's sacred position in her heart was completely shattered.
But vaguely, it seemed there was another person who had replaced Hiki Hoshino's place in her heart.
Seeing Hiki Hoshino angrily turn away, Hiki Hoshino actually showed a relieved expression.
She actually dared to lose her temper at her brother.
This indicated that Hiki Hoshino was already changing. She was no longer living solely for herself. She was finally gradually living for herself.
For this point, she should also thank Fujiwara Tetsu.
Although he used an extraordinary posture like a celestial god to utterly defeat Hiki Hoshino, who she thought was invincible in her heart.
"Oh my, isn't this too exaggerated? Is that guy really human?"
Longyuan Xiang, from Elite High School, looked at the court in awe.
If he himself had that guy's ability, who else in the school would dare to provoke him!
"Iroha-chan excitedly clenched her fists, shaking her classmate's arm beside her, "Did you see it? Did you see it? Lord Fujiwara is amazing!"
"Iroha-chan, stop shaking. I saw it."
That female classmate also looked excited.
Iroha-chan pondered bitterly. Sigh, how on earth was she going to get to know such a senior? She couldn't find any opportunity at all.
And outside the crowd, Hachiman sat alone on a long bench, his crutches beside him.
Although the crowd surged in front, blocking his view, he could clearly feel the immense aura emanating from the tennis court.
At this moment, she was thinking about what Fujiwara Tetsu had suddenly said to her, telling her to go find him in the Soubu High School gym storage room after the match.
What did that guy want with her? And why meet in the gym storage room?
Hachiman suddenly thought of some of the uncensored anime he had watched. This made her both surprised and somewhat strangely excited.
The second set of the match was still without any suspense.
Fujiwara Tetsu completely began his show, turning a double's match into a singles match.
Yukino Yukinoshita originally thought she would expend a lot of stamina in the finals, and had prepared for it.
But to her surprise, she only had to stroll on the court. Seeing Fujiwara Tetsu's casual swings, she would completely lose.
The referee announced Fujiwara Tetsu and Yukino Yukinoshita's victory. Amidst the cheers of a group of girls, Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at Hiki Hoshino.
"What's 'mysterious'? This has nothing to do with you."
Hiki Hoshino grumbled, unconvinced.
In a high school sports festival, first place wouldn't come with much of a reward, only an honor.
"Lord Fujiwara, can we take a picture together!"
"White teeth, Lord Fujiwara is too handsome! Can I date you?"
"Where did you crawl out from? Scram, how dare you say such a thing?"
"You, you're the ugly one!"
"Ah, why are you pulling my hair!"
Fujiwara Tetsu finally managed to use the excuse that he needed to rest to escape the encirclement of many girls.
He walked straight and quickly arrived at the deserted Soubu High School gym storage room.
However, it wasn't exactly deserted, because he saw a familiar face who had just left.
Yukino Yukinoshita, wearing sportswear, was recording something in front of a sports equipment shelf.
Fujiwara Tetsu's sudden appearance startled her.
"What are you doing?"
"You broke the tennis racket. I have to make a record here."
Yukino Yukinoshita lowered her head, put away the broken tennis racket, and diligently recorded it in a document.
Her hands were slender and delicate, holding the pen with an aristocratic elegance.
After writing, she straightened her back and said, "Let's go. There's nothing to see here."
Just as Yukino Yukinoshita walked past Fujiwara Tetsu, Fujiwara Tetsu suddenly grabbed her hand and pushed her against the wall.
"You, what do you want to do?!"
Yukino Yukinoshita cried out, her voice both angry and timid.
She watched in alarm and confusion as Fujiwara Tetsu gradually approached her lips. Mixed within her fear was a hint of ambiguous anticipation and excitement.
However, Yukino Yukinoshita still gritted her teeth and said: "Hachiman, I like you."
"I know."
"Then why are you still acting this way towards me?"
"She likes me, but I don't necessarily have to like her."
"I, I warn you, I'm going to tell Komachi!"
Yukino Yukinoshita's heart skipped a beat.
"Yukino, you've always followed your sister's footsteps. Haven't you ever wanted to have her follow yours one day?"
Just as Yukino Yukinoshita was pondering Fujiwara Tetsu's meaning, their lips met.
The girl's first kiss was pure and tender.
But in the next instant, Yukino Yukinoshita's eyes widened in shock.
One of Fujiwara Tetsu's hands actually slipped into the edge of her sports shorts!
And outside the gym storage room, Hachiman was staring blankly at all of this.
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