The room chief's sword doesn't want to go home today

The lives of social animals are always full and long.

Therefore, when receiving the call from Atobe, Aomori thought that the other party was here to invite him to watch their graduation ceremony.

"National competition?"

So it's just the end of the first semester?

Pressing his temple, which was throbbing constantly because of the continuous business affairs, Qingshou told the other party that he would definitely be there on time.

I've been working overtime these days, so I should be able to spare some time.

"Wait, what's with your voice?"

It sounds like an adult's voice.

"Something happened, it's an adult now, by the way, who is the opponent in the final?"

"Lihai High School Attached."

……

The day of the national competition.

Qingshou first drove to the Yuzhu Pagoda for a meeting. After the meeting, he didn't have time to change into his regular clothes, so he rushed to the venue of the national competition without stopping.

So much so that when he arrived in a slim black suit, he attracted the attention of many off-site audiences.

Ho Chotaro, who came here specially to pick up the man, watched Aomori walking slowly in front of him, and for a moment didn't know how to greet him.

"Zong...Munakata...Senior?"

"Long time no see, Feng."

It was quite natural for Qingshou to exchange pleasantries with him.

"Are you scared by what I look like now? Because something happened before, it became like this later, didn't Atobe tell you?"

Feng: "No."

"Where is the game going now?"

"The singles [-] and doubles [-] matches have just ended, and now it's the singles [-] match. Senior Jiro is facing Nioh Masaharu from Haida University."

Speaking of this, Feng's tone suddenly dropped.

"We lost the previous two games."

In singles three, Hiyoshi vs. Sanada lost miserably.

In doubles two, senior Ninzuzu and senior Xiangri played against Liu and Kirihara, and the opponent narrowly won.

If Senior Jirou loses...

"So Cilang has to win this match."

Qingshou said seriously.

Following Feng to the player's bench, Qingshou smiled at the stunned Xiang Ri beside him.

It seems that Atobe did not tell others about his changes at all.

"But…"

When Feng heard Qingshou's answer, he was a little uncertain and wanted to refute.

"Trust Cirou."

Patting Feng on the shoulder, Qingshou looked at the current score in the arena.

4 to 3, one game behind.

However, did Jiro's opponent use illusions during the match?

Otherwise, why is Bunta Marui the person on the field even though it was Nioh Masaharu's match?

In order to confirm that the opponent did not cheat, Aomori also turned his head and glanced at the player bench of Lihai University. Another Marui Bunta was sitting and eating cake. The boy complained about something.

"That's Nioh Masaharu, known as the trickster on the pitch."

Atobe, who sat next to Aomori at some point, explained.

"He is good at imitation, but now it seems that his tricks have grown."

Hearing this, Qingshou silently sighed: the current middle school students are really amazing.

Is it really not a supernatural ability to completely become another person's imitation?

"But he chose to imitate Marui's words, didn't it just arouse Jirou's fighting spirit?"

Look how happy Cilang is smiling now.

"Ah, so in this match, the winner will definitely be Cilang."

Atobe pointed his index finger and middle finger between his eyebrows with one hand, and smiled confidently.

Although Jirou had lost to Marui before, it was because of Jirou's lack of physical strength. After a series of training later, the current Jirou will definitely not lose twice to the same opponent.

What's more, his opponent is not the real Marui Bunta.

"wonby ice emperor Akutagawa, the score is 7 to 5."

"The one who wins is the Ice Empress, the one who wins is the Ice Empress!"

As the referee's voice fell, the 200-member support team of the Ice Empress broke out in cheers that shook the sky.

"To Come."

Qingshou looked at Feng who was about to go on stage and said, why does Feng look a little unconfident today?

"Well, thank you Munakata-senpai."

"Hey, Chotaro, be serious."

Shishido, Feng's teacher and partner, said seriously.

"Yes, Shishido-senpai!"

It wasn't until after the two entered the field that Aomori turned his suspicious gaze to Atobe.

Although Feng is a good boy who is humble and polite, but now it seems that he has gone far beyond humility and turned into inferiority complex.

"In the final of the Kanto Tournament, Feng and Shido lost to Marui and Kuwahara of Rikai University in doubles."

Hearing the answer, Qingshou looked into the arena. Unfortunately, this time Feng and his opponent happened to be the Marui Kuwahara team who had defeated them.

"Don't underestimate Shishido."

Trace added.

Shishido?

Soon, Aomori understood the meaning of Atobe's words.

I saw Shishido standing in the backcourt, exuding a strong aura, forcing Feng to see the current situation clearly and to use [-]% of his strength to fight.

It's really... amazing.

"Ah, they won't lose twice in a row against the same opponent."

Sure enough, the doubles match was won by Bingdi.

The final victory and defeat fell on the heads of the two ministers in singles.

Atobe, who was wearing a jacket, and Yukimura, who was also wearing a jacket, shook hands across the net, and both ministers had smiles on their faces.

"Changsheng! Li Haida!"

"The winner is Atobe!"

The minister of Lihai University seems to have just been discharged from the hospital, right?

Qingshou thought with some uncertainty.

Before coming today, he took the time to learn about the games of the previous few days.

Rikkai University, who has won the second consecutive championship in the country, and its director, Seiichi Yukimura, can be regarded as legends in the middle school tennis world, and they have not lost so far.

But in the last semester of the second year of junior high school, he was hospitalized due to illness, and he was not discharged from the hospital until the national competition.

Thinking about it, his eyes turned unconsciously to Liu who was sitting in the Lihai University player's bench.

Suddenly locked on by a fiery gaze, Liu turned his head.

Qingshou smiled and waved to Liu, pointing to the position in the middle of the seats of both players, signaling them to gather there.

Liu: Although he looks mature, he can still recognize the other party as Munakata-kun who exchanges data analysis methods with him from time to time.

Of course, Liu did not miss the previous news about the king. After knowing Qingshou's true identity, he was actually very calm, so calm that he even wanted to study Qingshou's body structure.

"Liu Jun, hasn't your minister been discharged from the hospital not long ago?"

"He was discharged after the rehabilitation."

That is to say, it has been determined that the body can compete before returning.

Thinking of what Atobe said to himself just now, Huadi broke his arm in the last round of the match against Shitenbaoji.

Qingshou looked at the field with some worry.

"Does that doctor know the current level of junior high school tennis?"

Liu: "...you should know."

When Qingshou got the information, the game on the court officially started.

Atobe served in the first game.

"The probability of Tannhauser serving is 95.04%."

After seeing Atobe's serve posture, Liu began to explain.

Tannhauser serve?

Qingshou looked at the small ball that stopped bouncing after it landed on the court, and gave a very cooperative "wow".

With four ACEs, Atobe won the first round.

"Ah, Yukimura, get mesmerized by my superb skills."

Aomori: Come, come, Atobe's gorgeous speech arrived late.

Yukimura in front of Atobe smiled slightly.

"Excuse my refusal."

As he said that, his hand started to move, and the yellow ball turned into a streamer and hit the half court of Atobe.

From Qingshou's point of view, this ball is impeccable in terms of speed and angle. Is this the strength of Minister Li Hai?

"Yukimura's tennis is just the tip of the iceberg."

Liu seemed to have sensed Qingshou's exclamation, and added.

"Is that the trick called 'Destroying the Five Senses'?"

Thinking of the information collected before, Qingshou felt that these tennis teenagers were really amazing.

Let the opponent's five senses be wiped out, isn't this really a supernatural power?

Liu nodded.

Even if the opponent is Atobe, their Lihaida's three-in-a-row championship will have no dead ends.

In the field at this time.

Atobe: "Hmph, I have fully seen your weakness."

Hit a smash.

Yukimura: "Really?"

Easy to pick up.

Atobe: "Ah, the save just now was pretty gorgeous, but!"

Lob!

Yukimura: "I can also receive it~"

Teleport the ball.

Atobe: "The World of Ice!"

Several icicles suddenly appeared in Yukimura's half court.

Yukimura: "Not bad move."

Accompanied by the sound of crackling ice picks shattering.

……

Qingshou: Is this a normal tennis match?

Liu: Yes.

In a blink of an eye, the score on the court became 4-4.

"Yukimura is about to start."

Liu suddenly said such a sentence without thinking.

"Destroy the five senses?"

After Liu finished speaking, as expected, Atobe in the field suddenly hit a foul ball.

Tactility, disappears.

Afterwards, everyone outside the court clearly discovered that Atobe not only had poor ball control, but also his reaction, mobility, and finally even the insight that Atobe was proud of, were all greatly reduced.

At the end of the game, the score was 5 to 4, the two sides changed games, Yukimura's match point.

When the scene was changed, Yukimura had already walked in front of Atobe, and the ice emperor was still standing there straight, motionless.

At the same time, a word suddenly came from behind Qingshou and the others.

"Even if all five senses are gone, do you still want to rule the world? Atobe."

Aomori: ...What kind of strange comment is this.

Just when the referee was about to enter the field to warn the track department, he suddenly shook his body, as if he had regained consciousness, but he still couldn't stand firmly, relying on the support of the racket to not sit directly on the ground.

Rejecting Yukimura's support next to him, Atobe stabilized his figure.

"The one who wins in the end must be my uncle."

"Our Lihaida's three-in-a-row champion has absolutely no dead ends."

……

"Wonby Lihai Daxing Village! The score is 6 to 4!"

"The champion of this year's National Tennis Competition for Middle School Students is the High School Affiliated to Lihai University!"

"Changsheng! Li Haida!"

The decisive ball rolled down on Atobe's backcourt, and about a few centimeters behind the ball, Atobe's racket fell to the ground weakly.

They lost.

Standing up silently, he turned to look at Yukimura who was surrounded by his team members and cheered respectfully.

Looking back at the dejected people who turned into the court.

"Ah, is this the expression that a quasi-winner of the country should have? Cheer me up!"

The expression of the defeated is too gorgeous!

"Yes! Minister...Minister!"

Hocho Taro stubbornly held back the tears that kept rolling in his eyes, and tried his best to listen to the minister's words and appear happy, but...

Wow!Senior Shishido!

Shishido: "Hey, Chotaro, this is so disrespectful!"

The sudden outburst of the phoenix instantly aroused the sadness of other small animals. Xiangri wiped his tears and insisted not to cry out, while Cirou directly pulled Atobe's sleeve and cried, expressing that he would work hard in the future (wake up You are about to graduate from the third grade!).

Even Hiyoshi, who is usually relatively calm, lowered his head and wept secretly, if he could be stronger...ah, I am really not reconciled!

Atobe: At first I was a little bit unwilling to lose the game, but now that you guys are crying, I just feel a headache now.