The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Chapter 121 Three-team battle mode

The barbecue party lasted for three hours, from sunset to nightfall, but the atmosphere was lively from beginning to end.

Because world tennis players are generally physically strong, they also have a large appetite. Players like Genichiro Sanada ate almost until the very end.

Well, some people, like Masahiro Shimizu, were still not satisfied even after enjoying three hours of revelry. They even packed up a lot of fragrant grilled meat skewers and exquisite desserts to take back to their comfortable villa rooms to continue this feast for the taste buds.

Meanwhile, the losers, thirty meters away, had finished their bland meal early, wiped themselves down briefly, and then, exhausted, disappointed, and envious, crawled into their tents, ready to escape the pleasure that was so close yet so unattainable with sleep.

Even though they were lying in the tent, separated by a layer of canvas, they couldn't escape the aroma bombs. Even if they covered their ears with their hands, they couldn't block out the constant laughter and chatter. In the end, they could only stare wide-eyed at the dark green tent top, contemplating life, until the party on the other side ended.

Meanwhile, on the third floor of a brightly lit luxury villa, in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, a tall and elegant figure stood quietly.

Taro took a sip of red wine from his crystal glass, watching the lively scene on the court with a smile on his lips. Not far from him, on an exquisite little round table, were various meat skewers, vegetables, desserts, and other items that he had already touched at a barbecue feast.

Well, he didn't choose to go down to the barbecue party because he knew that if he, as the coach, were there, the group of teenagers definitely wouldn't enjoy themselves.

The next day, around 7:30 a.m., everyone was awakened by the alarm clock that had been set beforehand by their beds. The sharp sound of the alarm clock caused a commotion.

Sprawled out on the bed in a starfish shape, Kikumaru Eiji buried his head in the pillow like a startled cat, grumbling in dissatisfaction, but the alarm clock kept ringing in his ears. "So annoying—it's so noisy!"

Eiji Kikumaru slammed the alarm clock shut, and the world instantly became quiet. He sighed contentedly, then slumped back into his pillow, muttering indistinctly, "Just—I'll sleep for another five minutes and then get up, nya~".

However, two minutes later, a regular knocking sounded at the door, followed by a maid's gentle yet clear confirmation, "Kikumaru-kun, Kikumaru-kun, are you awake?"

Kikumaru Eiji sighed, struggled to sit up, his red hair sticking up in a mess, and responded sleepily before getting off the bed.

The sound of footsteps gradually increased in the corridor.

The group walked downstairs to the restaurant in twos and threes, one after the other.

The 10 people who had slept all night in the tents on the sports field outside the villa were also woken up.

However, unlike those who had slept soundly on the soft beds inside the villa, they woke up feeling only backaches and sore waists, and their spirits were inevitably somewhat low.

Everyone ate breakfast together in the morning, and when all the winners and losers arrived at the restaurant, they found the table already filled with all kinds of food.

There are rice balls in various flavors such as salted egg yolk and pork floss, as well as tamagoyaki, okonomiyaki, miso soup, egg pancakes, fried dough sticks, grilled sausages, steamed buns, egg tarts, bread, soy milk, juice, coffee and more. It is very plentiful and easy to take. You can get what you want by simply turning the glass turntable on the table.

Everyone immediately took their seats and began to eat heartily, the sounds of bowls and plates clattering and clattering filling the air.

The sound of chewing "one" continued incessantly.

Ryoshi Shishido was thoroughly enjoying his meal, his face beaming with delight. He savored the rich black pepper flavor of the grilled sausage as it filled his mouth, and he felt truly alive again. It was so delicious! This was what real flavor was!

Yesterday's bland, plain white rice and plain white sushi were truly inedible!

The other members of yesterday's losers' bracket, including Yagyu Hiroshi, felt the same way, so they all ate quickly and in a very uncouth manner.

After breakfast, three maids dressed in matching black and white uniforms each carried a huge white rubber die.

Immediately afterwards, three male servants pushed three movable coat racks to the open space on the left side of the restaurant.

Each clothes rack neatly displays a matching tracksuit set in three colors: a refreshing sky blue, a vibrant grass green, and a fiery red.

The clothes rack also includes matching small items such as sports headbands and wristbands in the same color scheme.

Seeing this, the sounds in the restaurant, such as idle chatter, gradually disappeared. Most people's eyes began to focus on the dice in the maid's arms and the three distinctly colored team uniforms. Only Kamiya You was still there, calmly drinking his soy milk.

At this moment, Taro, dressed in a perfectly tailored dark suit and with his golden-brown hair neatly combed, walked unhurriedly to the center of the open space in front of the dining table.

Taro looked around at everyone, his expression serious, and said, "Everyone,"

"Breakfast is now over. I will now announce the core arrangements for today and the next few days of the camp."

Taro paused for a moment before continuing, "You will be divided into three teams. The captain of each team will also serve as your team's coach, guiding your training over the next few days."

"This arrangement will continue until the sixth day of this training camp. On the morning of the sixth day, the three teams will have a special competition, and points will be calculated based on each team's performance."

Ultimately, the team with the lowest score will have all its members punished.

"The specific format of the competition will be announced by your captain later."

Punishment, or punishment for everyone?!

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, especially those who had just experienced the dismal treatment in the loser's bracket, who were still feeling lingering fear.

No!

No matter what kind of team it is, no matter what kind of special competition it is, they don't want to be in the loser's bracket again!

I hope the team leader I'm assigned to is strong, and I hope my teammates are strong.

Meanwhile, Taro continued, "As for now, let's announce the three captains." He then turned his gaze to Kamiya You and said, "First, Kamiya You..."

Kamiya You, who was called out, smiled slightly. He wasn't surprised at all, since this team-up system was his own creation.

"Secondly, Yukimura Seiichi,"

Rikkai University's captain, Seiichi Yukimura, flashed his signature gentle smile and nodded to everyone, saying, "Nice to meet you."

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"And—" Taro drawled slightly before announcing the final choice for captain.