Chapter 163: Everyone's

Fuji asked while following the flow of the conversation: "Captain Takahashi, so you have defeated Tokugawa from Court 1 before?"

"Mm!"

Takahashi replied.

Fuji was startled after hearing Takahashi's words.

Although he had vaguely guessed that Takahashi's strength was above Tokugawa's through the match where Takahashi coached Kirihara yesterday.

Otherwise, Takahashi would not have been able to easily determine the trajectory of the tennis ball just by observing Tokugawa's simple swing movements.

But his affirmative answer still left Fuji feeling shocked.

That was someone from Court 1 of the U17 Base, the most elite high schooler in the entire Training Camp.

Before Tezuka left Japan, he had told Fuji that he could not see where the limits of Takahashi's strength lay.

So Takahashi's true strength had already surpassed the level of middle schoolers, and even high schoolers were his defeated opponents.

And he had been learning tennis for less than half a year; he even spent very little time practicing tennis.

What a genius this was!

No wonder the high schoolers in this Training Camp all respected him.

No wonder the Coach allowed him not to train, and even let him serve as the temporary coach for the middle schoolers!

Then, was the reason the Coach had all the middle schoolers gather at Court 16 for training also because Takahashi was at Court 16?

The way Fuji looked at Takahashi changed.

Atobe, who was to the side, continued: "So that's how it is; as long as one defeats the high schoolers one by one, one can receive special treatment."

"Then I, too, shall be one who does not need to train; only then would it be magnificent enough."

Takahashi said: "I don't know about magnificent, I only know that you all need to continue training now."

"Thump, thump!"

Everyone continued to run.

Takahashi watched their running figures and felt a bit bored.

He found a spot that wouldn't disturb their training, took out his manga, and continued reading with great interest.

In the running group.

"Why is Takahashi reading manga again?"

"I really want to know what he's reading."

Kintaro was a bit dissatisfied.

"Ko-kin, my right arm."

Shiraishi threatened.

"Alright, alright!"

Kintaro backed down.

"That's right, isn't he here to be the temporary coach? Why are we training while he reads manga?"

Momoshiro's tone was very dissatisfied.

"The Coach doesn't even care about him, so you should worry less!"

Niou said.

"How come I feel like you people from Rikkai are all very familiar with this pattern."

"Could it be that you all have no complaints about this kind of thing?"

Oshitari looked at the Rikkai members who were training hard without saying a word, and asked in confusion.

"This kind of scene happens often at Rikkai, we are all used to it."

"In a few more days, you will get used to it too."

Seeing that no one else answered, Jackal Kuwahara replied.

"You members are training, while the Captain reads manga on the side."

"To have such a Captain, it really is your good fortune!"

Atobe said sourly.

"Shiraishi, he said good fortune; being able to read manga during training time is truly a kind of good fortune."

Kintaro said.

"Ko-kin, keep running!"

Shiraishi was speechless.

"That goes without saying, it is of course good fortune that we at Rikkai have someone as powerful as Master to be our Captain."

Kirihara spoke up.

"Pfft!"

Fuji suddenly laughed out loud.

Seeing Sanada and Renji's gazes shift toward him, Fuji explained: "Sorry! I couldn't help it!"

"Kirihara is truly too simple and too cute."

Kirihara expressed his confusion; clearly Fuji was praising him, yet he always felt something was a bit strange.

Renji said: "Kirihara, if you don't know how to speak, just shut your mouth!"

Yukimura suddenly said: "Right now, Takahashi is not just our Rikkai Captain, but also the temporary coach for the U17 middle schoolers; this is not only Rikkai's good fortune, but also your good fortune, Atobe!"

"Haha!"

Niou couldn't help but laugh out loud, and Marui and Jackal, who were to the side, also followed suit.

Shiraishi was infected by the mood and began to laugh as well.

As he laughed, he felt something was wrong, and his smile slowly faded.

Because this was not just the "good fortune" of the Rikkai group, but also the "good fortune" of all the middle school students.

Seeing the voices of the running group getting louder and louder, Takahashi helplessly said: "Friends, if you keep chatting, I won't be able to pretend I don't hear you."

"Tap, tap!"

The rhythmic sound of running continued to ring out.

After a chaotic morning, the afternoon was for random matches on various Courts.

All the middle school students gathered in front of the information bulletin board to watch the afternoon's match list.

"I didn't expect the first middle school student to participate in a random match to actually be Atobe."

Fuji said.

Atobe was very excited to see his name appear on the bulletin board.

As the Captain of over 200 people at Hyotei Academy, he had always advocated for flamboyance.

While other middle school students were training, Takahashi not only didn't train but could also serve as a temporary Coach; in Atobe's view, this was a quite flamboyant act.

With such a flamboyant act, how could he, the great Atobe, not strive for it?

Especially since he heard Takahashi say that one only needed to show their strength to the Coaches.

In other words, one only needed to defeat the strongest person in this Training Camp.

This further solidified Atobe's goal of wanting to win the match.

He looked at the name behind the bulletin board: Irie Kanata (Court 3).

"Court 3? Although it's not Court 1, this number is not bad; it barely matches my status."

Atobe brushed back his hair and said.

"Atobe, don't underestimate your opponent."

"Last time, Koharu challenged Oni Jujiro of Court 5 and couldn't even win; some high school students are particularly powerful."

Shiraishi advised.

"My strength is no longer what it used to be, because of the bet with Takahashi, I couldn't appear in the National Tournament."

"Let this match make you all intoxicated under my flamboyant tennis skills!"

While speaking, Atobe left.

Only Shiraishi, with black lines all over his face, remained.

"Shiraishi, Atobe's personality is just like that."

Oshitari explained from the side, then he turned to Takahashi and asked.

"Captain Takahashi, do you know Irie Kanata of Court 3, who is playing against Atobe this time?"

Takahashi pondered for a moment and said: "Irie is a person with quite a unique personality; I cannot judge his strength!"

On the main Court.

Atobe snapped his fingers and said loudly: "The one who will win is me!"

Irie Kanata, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, smiled and said: "The fighting spirit of the middle school students lately is really strong. I heard that some of you even reached Court 1 yesterday."

"However, it is too early for you to want to surpass us high school students and climb to the top!"

Atobe said disdainfully: "I've heard this kind of talk until I'm sick of it."

While speaking, Atobe walked toward his baseline.

"One game decides the winner! Irie Kanata's Serve!"

The umpire announced loudly.

Irie Kanata took a tennis ball out of his pocket and tossed it high into the air.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the ball being hit, the tennis ball turned into a stream of light and flew toward Atobe.

Atobe moved quickly to the left.

When he raised his arm, preparing to swing his tennis racket, Irie said confidently: "It's a cross-court shot."

While speaking, Irie ran toward the right side.

Atobe looked at the direction the opponent was moving and said disdainfully: "Fool, you moved too early!"

"Bang!"

A straight shot rushed directly toward the empty space on Irie's left side.

"It seems this high school student's prediction level is not as good as Master's; the direction was completely guessed wrong."

Kirihara, who was watching the match, said.

"Atobe can actually hit a straight shot with that posture; his strength is much stronger than when he played against Tezuka in the Kanto Tournament."

Fuji was a bit surprised.

"Hmm, hitting a straight shot with this posture really tests the strength of the wrist."

Sanada nodded.

"Then can this point be won smoothly?"

Kirihara said excitedly.

Although Kirihara felt that Atobe was not very respectful to Takahashi, since Atobe was now representing the middle school students to challenge the high school students, Kirihara still hoped that Atobe could achieve victory.

After all, Kirihara was abused too miserably by the high schooler Tokugawa yesterday, and he hoped that through this match, he could let the high schoolers know that they middle schoolers were also an existence that absolutely could not be underestimated.