The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

"Ah! I cut my eye!" "There's a lot of blood!" A few familiar shouts were mixed with the noisy audience, "Echizen!" "Ryoma!" "Little one!" "Ryoma-kun!"

"Stop the bleeding first! Get the first aid kit!" Noisy footsteps sounded beside me.Then, I was almost carried back to the player's bench.

"I can't help it, I can't stop it!" Senior Dashi tried to stop the bleeding with gauze, but the gauze was soon soaked in blood, and his hand seemed unstable. "Ah, it looks like it hurts~" Kikumaru-senpai had an expression on his face as if the wound was on his body. "Oh, my God——" Senior Kawamura actually suffered from blood sickness.

Fuji-senpai's smile disappeared. "This is the end of your reckless swing." His eyes were blue. "Tsk, what a shame!" Senior Haitang said bitterly, squinting his eyes. ... beat the dog in the water?

"How is it? Dashi." The minister's voice was still so calm.

"Fortunately, the eyeball was not injured, but the eyelid was cut deeply, and it seems that there is no way to continue." Senior Dashi said in a heavy tone, "It's all here..."

"Wow, it's broken like this!" Taocheng picked up the broken racket on the ground, turned and shouted to me, "Echizen, let me put this racket in your bag~" He took the broken racket and walked towards my tennis bag go.

"Senior Taocheng." I said.He stopped and looked back at me. "By the way, help me get a spare racket." Everyone around me was taken aback.

Taocheng was the first to react. "Okay." He gave me a deep look.

"Nonsense! Don't even look at yourself!" Dashi senior was rarely so angry.

"It's best not to mess around, the competition is too bad for you now." Senior Gan leaned on the fence and looked at me, "Look at—" He pointed to my clothes.

I looked down and found that the blood on my face was dripping on the skirt of my clothes, staining a large area red.

"Echizen-kun, you don't really want to continue the game, do you?" The referee came over, "I won't let you play unless you can stop the bleeding. You must be disappointed, but you have to give up, okay?"

Must - give up?I also panicked when the handle flew towards my eyes.I didn't feel relieved until I heard Senior Dashi say that the eyeballs were not hurt.After the initial confusion, the left eye did hurt badly.But why are the referee's words so harsh?

Tezuka, don't overwork yourself, think about the future and your recovery progress... Ryuzaki-sensei's words come to mind at this moment like a ghost.

"No." I raised my hand and wiped my sticky left eye with my sleeve, and I said, "I want to compete."

"You..." The referee felt speechless.Everyone was silent in the same way, and their faces became more and more frightening.

"Ryoma, come here!" Ryuzaki-sensei broke the silence.I walk up to her. "Silly boy!" She cursed, and then asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?" "It doesn't hurt." I kept my mouth shut.

Ryuzaki-sensei stared at me for a long while, then suddenly laughed, turned around and shouted, "Oishi, give me the first-aid kit!"

"Ryoma, wait a bit~" Ryuzaki-sensei began to treat my left eye.

"Pain pain pain—" I gasped.

"Dragon, Ryuzaki-sensei..." Oishi-senpai seemed to be in more pain than me.