The Prince of Tennis: The Quincy of Rikkai University.

Chapter 14: Kirihara's Fiasco, the Aborted Farce

Chapter 14: Kirihara's tragic defeat, the aborted farce (seeking follow-up reading)

"He seems to have completely pissed off Sanada."

In the distance, Yanagi Renji spoke calmly, and this sentence was also spoken to Yuuki Maya who was beside him.

"Yeah, I'm afraid Sanada would never have thought that he would be provoked by a newcomer today."

Yuuki Maya replied after a light laugh, but she didn't seem to care much about the current situation.

"The freshman on the opposite side is quite capable and seems to be very talented, but he seems to have some personality issues..."

Yanagi Renji said slowly, then turned to look at Yukimura Seiichi in the distance and murmured, "So what do you think, Yukimura? Let them continue?"

The rest of the regular players from Rikkai University are basically at the scene now, but the reason they don't try to stop it is that they are waiting to see how Yukimura Seiichi will handle it.

As if sensing Yanagi Renji's gaze, Yukimura Seiichi met his gaze, and then smiled faintly, as if telling the other party not to worry, that he knew what was going on.

Seeing this, Yanagi Renji stopped making random guesses and turned his attention to the field.

……

Inside the stadium.

"Fall down! Hehehe."

Kirihara Akaya in Akame state served the ball again, still using his fingertips to serve.

The irregularly rotating tennis ball flew towards Genichirō Sanada again. The tennis ball bounced back after hitting the ground, this time aiming at Genichirō Sanada's knee.

However, just when Kirihara Akaya thought he had succeeded, Sanada Genichirō took a step back the moment the tennis ball bounced, and then swung the racket quickly and hit the tennis ball accurately towards Kirihara Akaya's backhand corner.

"Tsk, you are quite capable, senior."

Seeing his plan being thwarted, Kirihara Akari was a little unhappy, but his body had already moved to the position to receive the ball and hit it back with a backhand.

Just as he was still calculating what move he would use to win the game, he suddenly felt a scorching heat emanating from the front of his body.

"Invasion like fire!"

A low roar exploded in Kirihara Akaya's ears like thunder.

"What--"

Kirihara Akaya widened his eyes and saw Genichirō Sanada on the opposite side suddenly smash the ball, and the tennis ball flew back wrapped in flames and pounced towards him.

His body had no time to react and he could only watch stiffly as the tennis ball flew past his ear.

No, to be precise, it was not that Kirihara Akaya was too slow to react, but he was stunned by the force of Sanada Genichirō's move and was unable to free himself from it for a while.

"Hu-hu-"

After coming back to his senses, Kirihara Akaya's cheeks were covered in cold sweat. A trace of fear had already arisen in his heart without him realizing it.

"Is this all your strength? If so, you won't get any points from me next time." Sanada said coldly.

"Damn it, don't look down on me, asshole!"

Kirihara Akaya's face looked a little grim. Without saying a word, he picked up the tennis ball and threw it, then hit a fingertip serve again.

"You don't want to believe the difference in strength between us? Then fall into the abyss of defeat."

Genichirō Sanada once again accurately returned the opponent's serve, and this time the return was even faster.

Kirihara Akaya was caught off guard and could only run towards the tennis ball and barely hit it back.

But because of this, the quality of this ball was very low, and what was waiting for him was——

"Invasion like fire!"

Sanada swung his racket and smashed with all his strength without mercy, showing no mercy at all.

Kirihara Akaya could only watch the tennis ball pass by him, his legs unable to move.

The game ended, and then it was a one-sided massacre.

1-0
2-0
3-0
... "You are so merciless, Sanada." At this time, Marui Bunta had already hugged the back of his head with both hands, and took out a piece of chewing gum from somewhere and started chewing it.

"I hope that the first-year student will be traumatized by the beating—" Yanagi Renji was about to say something, but suddenly his tone slowed down and he changed his words: "Maya, Yukimura has gone."

"Yeah, I saw it. Let's go too." Without Yanagi Renji's reminder, Yuuki Maya naturally saw this scene. The three of them set off towards Yukimura Seiichi's location at the same time.

On the other side, Genichirō Sanada swung his racket and smashed the ball once again, scoring points with ruthless aggression. At this time, Kirihara Akari was half-kneeling on the ground, his face covered in sweat and breathing heavily.

Akame's state had long since disappeared, and the racket had fallen to the ground beside him, unable to be grasped.

The look in Kirihara Akaya's eyes when he looked at Sanada Genichirō changed from ferocity at first to deep fear now.

Here, the score has reached 5-0, and Genichirō Sanada is ready to kick off again.

Even though Kirihara Akaya no longer had the strength to catch the ball, for him, since the competition had already begun, there had to be a result.

"That's enough, Sanada."

Yukimura Seiichi's gentle voice reached Sanada Genichirō's ears, causing him to stop serving.

"Yukimura..."

Genichirō Sanada turned around and was about to say something, but Seiichi Yukimura waved his hand to signal him to speak first.

"I already know the whole story. Let's end this farce here." Yukimura Seiichi said after looking into his eyes.

"I understand."

Genichirō Sanada seemed to have understood something from Yukimura Seiichi's eyes. He put down his racket and stopped moving.

Then, he turned to look at Kirihara Akaya who was still half-kneeling on the other side of the court, and said coldly:
"Freshmen, do you understand now? The rules of the Rikkai University Tennis Club cannot be broken at will."

Upon hearing this, Kirihara Akaya clenched his teeth and said nothing, but his trembling body betrayed him.

"hateful!"

After a moment, Kirihara Akaya's emotions exploded, tears seemed to overflow from his eyes, and without even picking up the racket, he stood up and pushed away the spectators surrounding him and fled from the tennis court.

"Ahh, Sanada, you beat your junior to tears. That's terrible."

Marui Bunta came over and complained, looking in the direction of Kirihara Akaya with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Then he bent down and picked up the racket that Kirihara Akari had not taken away, and put it in his armpit.

"Humph, he asked for it."

Genichirō Sanada snorted coldly and didn't take Marui Bunta's words to heart.

"Well, now that the farce is over, let's continue training as before. The new students will still be in the charge of Sanada."

"After today's training is over, all the players will stay for a meeting."

"Also, Niou-ni is late today, so you will have to add 3 more sets of training later."

Yukimura Seiichi spoke calmly and did not mention the previous episode. In his opinion, although Kirihara Akaya was indeed a newcomer with good strength, since he joined the Rikkai University Tennis Club, he must obey the rules of the tennis club.

If you can't even do this, you won't be able to survive in the tennis club.

"Pfft, we've been discovered. This is really a headache."

In the crowd, Niou Masaharu, who had just arrived at the stadium, scratched his head helplessly. He was caught as an example.

Under normal circumstances, Yukimura Seiichi might not say anything, but after this incident, as the captain of the tennis club, he must demonstrate his authority in front of many freshmen.

"It seems that your reputation in the tennis club is not very good." Next to Niou Masaharu, a boy wearing glasses and looking a bit gentlemanly made a sharp comment with an expressionless face.

He was not wearing the tennis club's uniform and seemed to be from another club.

Niou Masaharu blushed and gritted his teeth, "Asshole, who do you think made me late?"

……

(End of this chapter)

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