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Compared to this side.

The tennis club of Kanagawa Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School is completely on the right track.

Because it is on the right track to the extreme.

Even the tennis level of ordinary members is improving day by day.

"Huh..."

"It's getting more and more stressful."

Finally, the regular players who completed today's training left the school one after another.

And Marui Bunta, who always calls himself a genius, has been the last to go home these days.

"Sanada is becoming more and more proficient in using Fenghuoshan Linyinlei, and even his rigid personality has become flexible."

"Yukimura's spiritual power tennis is more handy, and the negative effects it brings are minimal, and even his physique is much stronger than before."

"Renji's data tennis can already dominate the court to a certain extent."

"Kiriya's red-eye mode can be activated at will, and the demonic mode that Kuwabara mentioned can also be gradually controlled."

"Niou began to try to phantom Kitagawa junior."

"Yagyu's hidden temper has been self-restrained, and he has also opened the road to golf tennis through Kitagawa's junior's move of Jinyan."

"Kuwabara is no longer obsessed with bigger ideas, and the whole person has begun to make up for other shortcomings."

"Only me..."

"Ah!!!"

Even if there are special "trainings" every week that are happy and joyful.

But the increasing sense of pressure has made Marui Fumita more and more depressed.

"What can I do to become stronger?"

Raising his right hand, Marui Bunta thought.

This feeling is quite bad.

It's like going back to the time when he was struggling to get into the regular team of the tennis club of Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School.

The only difference is.

At that time, dessert gave him a chance.

But now, he has no idea at all.

Whether it's increasing the weight or secretly increasing the intensity and quantity of training.

It didn't bring about a qualitative improvement.

"Hey!"

"Is Marui senior not home yet?"

Just at this time.

Kitagawa, carrying a tennis bag, walked out of the tennis club locker room.

After seeing Marui Bunta sitting on a bench outside the tennis court, he greeted him with a sunny smile.

"Eh?"

"Where's Kirihara?"

"Why didn't I see him today?"

Subconsciously avoiding Kitagawa's question, Marui Bunta showed the same expression and vitality as before and asked back.

"Sanada-senpai 'borrowed' it."

"It is said that the English tutoring materials given to Kirihara-senpai before the start of the school are all wrong."

"So Sanada-senpai is going to teach Kirihara-senpai a lesson."

After his eyes flickered a few times.

Kitagawa answered while walking towards Marui Bunta.

"Is Marui-senpai worried?"

Putting the tennis bag aside, Kitagawa also sat down.

Looking at the empty tennis court, he asked softly.

"Hmm..."

"Everyone is growing up and getting stronger."

"And I feel like I'm stuck in a quagmire."

"I can only look at the back that is gradually going away..."

Nodding, subconsciously wanting to take out a piece of cake or bubble gum to relieve the anxiety in my heart.

But suddenly I remembered that I hadn't made a special cake for a long time, and I had eaten all the bubble gum.

In the end, Marui Bunta could only lower his head and respond in a very low voice.

"Play a game of tennis with me."

The next moment.

Kitagawa stood up, opened his tennis bag and took out a racket.

Then he walked to one side of the tennis court.

"But..."

Marui Bunta, who was worried, wanted to refuse.

But seeing Kitagawa standing in the light of the huge dome.

The words on his lips were swallowed back.

Not for any reason, but he also wanted to stand in the light like that.

"Inhale...exhale..."

After taking a few deep breaths.

Marui Bunta picked up the racket next to him.

Then he walked to the other side of the tennis court.

"Marui-senpai."

"No need to guess first."

"Anyway, the result of guessing first is that you serve."

Kitagawa didn't care about this dark metaphysics.

After getting in position, he was ready to receive the ball.

"Really."

"I was feeling depressed, but I almost made people laugh."

Marui Fumita muttered a few words to himself, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Then he calmly accepted the result of his serve.

Not long after.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The empty tennis club was filled with the sound ofThere were crisp clapping sounds.

It seemed that Kitagawa's "self-mockery" had played a certain role.

At this moment, Marui Bunta gradually became serious.

He stared at Kitagawa opposite him and forced his emotions down.

Standing near the center line of the serving area, Marui Bunta stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, facing the net sideways, with his center of gravity on his back foot.

Then, he gently lifted the ball with his non-racket hand, while the arm of his racket hand was naturally bent, with the racket pointing to the ground.

As the ball was thrown into the air and reached a certain height.

Marui Bunta transferred his body weight to his front foot and bent his knees at the same time.

Then, as the ball dropped to the best hitting point, he used his waist as the axis and started with the power of his legs pushing the ground, driving his shoulders and torso to rotate forward quickly, and his arms straightened and swung the racket faster.

Until the racket touched the tennis ball at a certain angle, Marui Bunta also completed the serve.

There is no doubt.

This ball was quite good overall!

Swoosh!

In an instant.

The tennis ball flew over the net and shot towards the diagonal area.

"I noticed it a long time ago."

"Marui-senpai cares a lot about the word genius."

"I'm curious, why?"

Kitagawa lowered his center of gravity and moved quickly. When he was close to the landing point of the tennis ball, he asked this question while swinging his forehand.

Bang!

After a burst of collision sounds.

The tennis ball flew straight towards Marui Bunta.

Tap tap!

Swish!

"Genius~"

"It's just intuition."

"Maybe I want to be an idol standing in the spotlight..."

Holding the racket with both hands, he swung sideways.

After colliding with the tennis ball, his left hand loosened and his right hand swung out.

Marui Bunta looked at the tennis ball that flew out successfully, and couldn't help but think of Akutagawa Jiro at the time, and replied subconsciously.

The next moment.

The tennis ball hit the top of the tennis net directly.

After bouncing twice, the tennis ball rolled in the direction of the net.

After rolling for a distance.

It fell in front of the net of Kitagawa.

Special skill - tightrope walking!

Just the next moment.

In Marui Bunta's sight.

A figure quickly broke into it, and a questioning word also came into his ears.

"Marui Senior"

"Is it just like that?"

In an instant.

Chi Chi...

With the side foot brake, Kitagawa's body pressed backwards and downwards.

At the same time, the racket in his hand appeared horizontally under the tennis ball.

Boom!

After a light collision sounded.

The tennis ball rose slowly and then fell on the opposite side of the net.

It was only one centimeter wide from the net.