The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

"So, Irie Kanata won't be sent?"

Yukio Kurobe asked with a hint of confirmation in his voice.

"Send a pie, of course we'll send one."

Mifune Nyudo answered decisively, his eyes gleaming with a shrewd, calculating light, "However..."

He held the wine jug, paused for a moment, and said...

"We'll distribute them when the next batch of junior high school students enroll."

Mifune Nyudo deduced that Kamiya's current core goal is to lead Hyotei to first place in the National Junior High School Championship.

So they decided to go with the flow and do Kamiya You a big favor.

"Anyway, that kid Irie just puts on some boring dramas at the base. Why not send him to Kamiya You's side? That way, we can test the strength of his so-called illusions again, and also help Kamiya hone the members of Hyotei."

"After all, the national tournament is not a game for one person. No matter how strong Kamiya is, it's useless without a good team."

Just like Echizen Nanjiro back then, at Seigaku, ha.

Furthermore, there is a deeper reason, which Mifune Nyudo did not explicitly state.

In other words: Japan's talent defense campaign.

Although Mifune Nyudo believes that Kamiya Yo's decision to return to Japan at this time, starting with Hyotei, is clearly an attempt to establish his own foundation in the Japanese tennis world.

However, the problem is that Kamiya Yo's talent is truly monstrous, and the Kamiya Zaibatsu behind him has extensive international reach.

His childhood experience of attending a top aristocratic school in England has likely left a mark on the upper echelons of European and American tennis circles.

The arrogant, old-school aristocratic coaches of the England team, the agents of the American team waving their dollar checks...

These traditional powerful families would be like sharks smelling blood, relentlessly extending diamond-encrusted olive branches to a genius like Kamiya Yo, who possesses talent, background, and mysterious abilities.

Imagine the astronomical sponsorship deal offered by the Royal Tennis Club of England, a private island training base, and even a future knighthood?

Or perhaps the super-high salary offered by Major League Soccer, global commercial endorsements, and personalized service from a top-notch research team?

And these...

What can the Neon U17 training camp, a "rural" base with limited resources and facilities that are still catching up, compare to?

What if... even just one in ten thousand chance, that Kamiya You is moved by the incredibly generous offers from those top teams—offers that even the Japanese U17 team couldn't match, and switches sides?

Even the thought, which only crossed his mind for a moment, sent a chill down Mifune Nyudo's spine.

He entered the path of enlightenment on three boats and would never allow such a "what if" to happen!

But Mifune Nyudo knew better than anyone that using force or orders against a genius like Kamiya Yo would only backfire.

His inherent pride and desire for control, along with the unfathomable power of the Kamiya Zaibatsu behind him, meant that the only approach to him was to use a "gentle" strategy and to "lure him with affection."

Therefore, the only option was to send Kanata Irie to Hyotei, hoping that this would subtly make Yo Kamiya feel the sincerity of the U17 team.

……

That night,

The third floor of the Kamiya family manor castle,

A room that was originally used as a storage room,

It has now been completely transformed into a mysterious and technologically advanced "pharmacy".

The room is equipped with a sous-vide machine, smoker, food dryer, molecular distillation equipment, magnetic modular cookware set, as well as professional instruments such as glass test tube rack, electronic scale, and centrifuge.

On the iron rack to the side, there were plates piled up with various ingredients: ginseng, honey, fruits and vegetables, ordinary meats, and even unusual ingredients such as scorpions and silkworm pupae.

Kamiya You was standing in front of a crucible with an antique design but connected to a modern temperature control device.

He was holding a freshly made Kamiya brand sports drink.

The green liquid shimmered with an eerie luster, casting an unsettling glow over his dark eyes.

Kamiya You chuckled.

It doesn't prick!

This was inspired by the dried juice from Inui Sadaharu's character in the story.

After using his sixth sense, he found the "juice" recipe that could successfully fuse with the special medical chakra of the Palm Healing Technique in just three attempts.

In this way, the Palm Immortal Technique can be used in public.

While the texture is quite unique, referencing dry juice...

But Kamiya You said that if he could become stronger without any cost or injury, his followers should be grateful to him.

Thinking this, Kamiya You put down the test tube in his hand.

Now that the product has been produced, the next step is to conduct some experiments on mice, and then have the conglomerate's black gloves conduct some underground experiments.

This kind of troublesome "dirty work" obviously doesn't require him to do it personally.

With this thought in mind, Kamiya You left the medicine-making room, intending to entrust this matter to Fujii Yuko, the all-around capable head maid.

Just then, a clear bell rang out.

"Ring ring ring".

Kamiya You took out his phone.

Caller ID: [Keigo Atobe]

Click to connect

"Kamiya! I'm back in Tokyo!"

The owner of the voice seemed to have a spotlight on him; even through the phone, you could feel his dazzling energy.

"So, when are you free? Don't try to find excuses to avoid this!"

Atobe Keigo's tone was filled with undisguised fighting spirit.

Kamiya You held his phone, his gaze fixed on the dark, starless sky outside the window.

Atobe is still so energetic, or rather... he needs to be taught a lesson?

A playful smile curved his lips, and then an interesting idea flashed through his mind.

Why not let Atobe be the first to try sports drinks?

So he said, "Then how about 3 PM the day after tomorrow?"

We need to allow some time for the drug, oh no, beverage experiment. If we're expediting the process, two days should be about right.

"Great! That's awesome!"

Atobe Keigo's voice radiated an air of unwavering confidence, "The winner of this match will be the captain of the Hyotei Academy tennis club!"

……

Two days later,

At 2:20 PM,

The roar of propellers churning the air above Kamiya Manor grew louder as it approached, breaking the afternoon's tranquility.

With short, purplish-gray hair, a beauty mark under the corner of his right eye, and dressed in a perfectly tailored casual sportswear outfit, his iconic figure with a tennis bag casually slung over his shoulder stepped off the helicopter.

"Hey, Kamiya!" Atobe Keigo's voice was loud and clear, with his usual arrogance; his voice arrived before he did.

"I hope your skills haven't declined over the past few months."

"Hmph, you know I never forget to bring my racket when I travel. I train even on the deck of a yacht or on a private beach!"

Atobe Keigo slightly raised his chin, revealing a glamorous yet slightly smug smile, the beauty mark at the corner of his eye gleaming.

"So, you'd better prepare yourself. From today onwards, you'll be my deputy minister!"