The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

The other students in Class A exchanged bewildered glances, and someone muttered quietly, "Don't they... need to bring chairs as the teacher asked?"

But seeing the homeroom teacher's expression that said "I didn't see anything," everyone had no choice but to suppress their doubts, pick up their chairs, and follow the group to the auditorium.

After the main group of Class A students found their designated area in the spacious, bright auditorium decorated with ribbons and school badges, and arranged their chairs in order, some sharp-eyed students noticed something was amiss:

"Huh? Where are Atobe and Kamiya? What happened to them?"

Meanwhile, Kamiya You and Atobe Keigo were comfortably sitting in a luxurious lounge backstage of the auditorium.

Soft sofas, chilled drinks, and a large-screen TV in front of you broadcasting the opening ceremony of the school in the auditorium in a clear and detailed manner.

Kamiya You practically sank into the sofa, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"That feels so good!"

Since we have this opportunity in this lifetime, let those long and boring speeches by leaders go to hell!

He picked up the remote and turned the TV volume down to the lowest setting. Then he reached out and took the exquisite fruit platter from the maid Fujii Yuko, who was standing quietly beside him. He used a silver fork to pick up a slice of bright red watermelon.

"Atobe, want some?" He gestured with his chin to the side.

Atobe Keigo unceremoniously forked a piece of melon, elegantly put it in his mouth, then raised an eyebrow and teased, "Kamiya, how come your maid is everywhere?"

Kamiya You slowly chewed on his watermelon, swallowed it, and then casually replied, "Yuko is now the official manager of the Hyotei Tennis Club. Isn't it normal for her to be seen at Hyotei Academy?"

Atobe Keigo looked at Kamiya You's "I arranged everything perfectly" expression, his lips twitched, and he mentally gave himself a thumbs up.

Then his gaze shifted to Seiichi Sakai in the corner: "And this one?"

"Oh, you mean Sakai?" Kamiya You didn't even lift his eyelids, casually flipping open the latest tennis magazine beside him.

"The security guard specially hired by Hyotei Tennis Club."

6.

Atobe Keigo was speechless for a moment.

So, the spacious lounge was filled only with the soft sounds of the two leisurely enjoying fruit and the rustling of pages as Kamiya You flipped through magazines.

Time slipped away quietly in the comfort of the backstage area.

Forty minutes later, on the television broadcast, the principal, the dean of studies, and other school leaders finally finished their impassioned yet monotonous speeches.

With a sigh of relief, the host announced, "Now, let's give a warm round of applause to welcome this year's freshman representative—Keigo Atobe—to the stage to deliver his freshman address! Please welcome him!"

Sparse, mechanical applause, clearly tinged with fatigue and perfunctory, filled the auditorium.

Kamiya Yo finally looked away from the magazine and towards Atobe Keigo.

With a mischievous and amused smile, he said in a tone that suggested, "Go, Pikachu!"

"Go, Atobe."

Atobe Keigo didn't seem to care about his tone at all.

He calmly got up, walked to a large full-length mirror in the lounge, and carefully examined his appearance.

He straightened his meticulously styled purplish-gray hair and adjusted his tie, ensuring that every detail was perfect.

"Hmm," he nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately, Atobe Keigo turned around, with an air of supreme authority, and pushed open the door.

With firm and powerful steps, I stepped over the wooden steps and walked towards the podium that everyone was watching.

"Tap, tap, tap."

The clear sound of footsteps echoed throughout the auditorium through the microphone, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

Keigo Atobe walked to the front of the stage and pulled out the microphone.

Just then, the host's introduction came over the loudspeaker: "Freshman representative, Keigo Atobe!"

Atobe Keigo raised his chin, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye gleamed under the light.

His innate confidence and charisma blossomed without reservation at this moment.

"Did you all hear me clearly!"

Atobe Keigo's voice resonated clearly throughout every corner of the auditorium via the sound system, carrying an undeniable penetrating power.

"From this day forward, I am the King of Hyotei Academy!"

boom--!

Like a boulder thrown into a calm lake! The entire auditorium erupted in chaos! After a brief silence, a tremendous uproar and commotion followed!

Meanwhile, Kamiya You leaned lazily against the sofa, listening with great interest to the broadcast of this historic and landmark speech.

Tsk, not bad at all, Atobe.

Always so quirky yet charming.

At the scene, many first-year students were excited by Atobe Keigo's speech, and some even had admiration in their eyes.

Eiji Kikumaru from Class B also exclaimed "Wow!", indicating that this was "So cool!"

However, not everyone is convinced.

Shuichiro Oishi, who was also in Class B, thought this guy was being a bit too attention-seeking.

Meanwhile, in Class C's area, Shishido Ryo clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white, his face filled with anger and disdain.

"Damn it! What does this guy think the academy is?! His playground?!"

Sengoku Kiyosumi, standing beside him, wore a playful expression. He stroked his chin, his gaze sweeping across the stage, thinking to himself:

The king? Ha, quite the boast. Putting everything else aside, with Kamiya-kun around, the tennis club could never be his domain.

However, on the other hand...

He craned his neck, searching carefully in each area.

Where's Kamiya-kun? I haven't seen him anywhere in the entire auditorium.

Moreover, how could Kamiya-kun allow Atobe Keigo to speak as the representative of the new students?

Like Sengoku Kiyosumi, there was also a fan group that formed a group to take the Hyotei entrance exam because they admired Kamiya You, and they were scattered in different classes.

They said that although Atobe is indeed quite handsome, he is not as good as their Kamiya-sama.

But here's the question: Where did Kamiya-sama go?!

As for the board members and school leaders in suits,

Faced with Atobe Keigo's "unorthodox" remarks, they did not show the slightest displeasure or reprimand. Instead, they all showed approving smiles, and some even nodded slightly.

As the only son of the Atobe Zaibatsu, it's normal for him to be a bit impetuous at his age.

And frankly, this kind of chuunibyou (delusional) teenager is much easier to deal with than Kamiya You, the only son of the Kamiya Zaibatsu.

The impressive opening ceremony quickly came to an end, and the new students began to familiarize themselves with the campus under the guidance of volunteer upperclassmen.

From spacious, bright, and modern restaurants filled with the enticing aromas of food—reportedly featuring a Michelin-starred culinary team—to a fully equipped gymnasium comparable to a professional fitness center, and even a professional concert hall, art studio, and tea room…

The conditions at Hyotei Academy far exceeded the expectations of most new students.

Kikumaru Eiji exclaimed that coming to Hyotei was definitely the right decision!