Chapter 36

Ju Jieping firmly rejected Shengzai’s leave request, then patted Shengzai’s shoulder in a consoling manner.

Seeing the sincerity in the other’s eyes, Shengzai felt a flicker of shame—until Ju Jieping secretly pulled out a signed card and whispered, “Actually, I have a favor to ask you.”

If possible, I’d like you to get me an autograph from your sister.

I’m actually a fan of Miss Ya Xiang—I wanted her to sign my card at the victory party.

But you know, I’m the captain of the Undong Peak tennis club; I have to maintain my dignity, so…

Shengzai: “(_； Get lost! I never thought you were this kind of Ju Jieping—I really misjudged you!”

After parting with Xiao Xing and her brother, Shengzai rode home in his sister’s luxury sports car.

As soon as he returned home, Shengzai knew this was when the nightmare truly began.

Upon learning that Shengzai had won the regional championship, his mother, Wen Ren Xingzi, was overjoyed—just like Wen Ren Ya Xiang.

Since the world’s cheap father died early, Wen Ren Xingzi and Wen Ren Ya Xiang doted on Shengzai, the only boy in the family, to excess.

You thought Wen Ren Ya Xiang’s doting on Shengzai was already brother-spoiling levels of indulgence?

No no no—compared to Shengzai’s mother, Wen Ren Xingzi, Wen Ren Ya Xiang’s indulgence was merely gold-tier.

The Wen Ren family was incredibly rich—how rich?

Even Aji Jingwu, the richest character in The Prince of Tennis, looked barely decent next to Shengzai’s family.

Wen Ren Xingzi was a business celebrity and a powerful woman who co-founded the Wen Ren Group with her husband, steadily expanding it through years of hard work.

Today, the Wen Ren Group was an absolute behemoth even within the entire island nation’s business circle.

The house Shengzai currently lived in seemed like a mansion to Xiao Xing and others—but in reality, it wasn’t even the Wen Ren family’s main residence.

It was merely a villa (dormitory) Wen Ren Xingzi bought specifically for her son’s convenience in attending school.

This single dormitory, meant only for Shengzai, had everything: underground gym, private tennis court, open-air courtyard, garden—everything you’d expect, and even things you wouldn’t.

Merely winning the regional championship made Wen Ren Xingzi happier than if she’d earned billions of yen herself—she immediately insisted on contacting major media outlets to interview their prodigy son.

She also thought this year’s junior high tennis tournament’s equipment and venues were all outdated and shabby, which would hinder her son’s performance.

So with a single phone call, the tennis association headquarters received a donation of over a hundred million yen from the Wen Ren Group.

“Mom, the regional preliminaries are the lowest-level tournament—this championship means nothing.”

“Can you stop making such a fuss? And why are you sponsoring the junior high tennis association? They’ll think I won by match-fixing.”

After Shengzai’s persistent pleading, Wen Ren Xingzi finally stopped her antics.

But when Shengzai returned to his room, the forty-year-old, still-beautiful woman suddenly thought: since her son opposed her sponsoring the tennis association and calling the media…

The Undong Peak Municipal Middle School, which had raised her son so well, deserved some form of repayment.

So quickly, she picked up the phone and called her secretary, speaking with serious tone: “Yes, don’t just donate money—build them several new buildings.”

“Install the latest tennis equipment, and tell the principal not to reveal that the Wen Ren Group made the donation.”

Shengzai was completely unaware of his mother’s antics, for while his mother and sister were still watching the match footage, he had already returned to “Heart Dream Between.”

When the Prince of Tennis Shengzai arrived at “Heart Dream Between,” he found that besides the Sword Saint Shengzai he’d met before, there were others present.

No, calling them all “people” might not be accurate—of the three new figures, only one, a boy around four or five years old, qualified as human.

The other two ball-shaped figures, when Shengzai clearly saw their appearances, were nearly impossible to classify as human.

“Are all three newcomers? Or are they like us too?”

The late-arriving Prince of Tennis Shengzai watched Sword Saint Shengzai chatting warmly with the three figures, and spoke up.

As Shengzai drew closer, he finally saw exactly what the other two ball-like beings were.

One ball-shaped creature was entirely pink, with long ears and a mouth nearly half its body size—it was none other than the infamous Digimon, Gunqiushou .

The other floated midair, covered in brown fur, with short, stubby limbs—it was Kupiwa (Chestnut Ball), the legendary hardworking spirit from the Yu-Gi-Oh! world, servant to two emperors.

As Prince of Tennis Shengzai had suspected, they too were Shengzai—just with problematic transmigration: one became a Digimon, the other a monster card.

Upon entering “Heart Dream Between” and seeing other Shengzai, the Digimon Shengzai and Yu-Gi-Oh! Shengzai wept bitterly.

They had opened their golden hand, expecting joy—but seeing all other Shengzai looking human and dignified, they felt only despair: they’d become mascots.

Sword Saint Shengzai and the little boy Shengzai had been comforting them nonstop before Prince of Tennis Shengzai arrived.

But once Prince of Tennis Shengzai arrived and explained his world, the two broke down even more, wailing heart-wrenchingly.

Prince of Tennis Shengzai was not only handsome but also wealthy, with a mother, a sister, and even a classmate who was a school beauty—this was unbearable. We’re all Shengzai, yet the gap is this vast.

“Actually, I think becoming a Digimon or a monster card isn’t necessarily bad.”

“Think carefully—who says Digimon world or monster spirit world has no beautiful girls?”

Hearing the little boy Shengzai’s words, everyone paused in surprise. Then he cleared his throat and continued: “How many beauties are there in the Prince of Tennis world? How many in the Sword Saint world? Not many, right?”

But Digimon world is different—think of LadyDevimon, Angewomon, Lilithmon, Sagittariamon—all of them exude timeless allure.”

Angels and demons, Demon Lord types and Divine Human types—how can ordinary human girls compare to non-human maidens?”

(End of Chapter)