The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Sengoku Kiyosumi's true intentions were revealed: "So, I really want to know which middle school you'll be going to in the future, Kamiya-kun."

Sengoku Kiyosumi had already made up his mind; as the saying goes, if you can't beat them, join them.

He didn't want to be an opponent of this devil anymore.

If we were in the same junior high school, even if we met in an intra-school competition, as classmates and members of the same club, at least this guy wouldn't be so awful... right?

Or, to put it another way, at least one's life (or face) can be saved 100%.

But if we think about it from another perspective...

Kamiya You is a formidable opponent because he possesses exceptional ball control, incredible ball speed, and terrifying skills.

But conversely, once he becomes a teammate, he becomes someone else's opponent, and that devil becomes someone else's nightmare.

I could even follow him around and get a chance to win some kind of junior high school tournament championship together.

How lucky!

Meanwhile, Kamiya You raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

Although Sengoku Kiyosumi wasn't in his recruitment plan, he would welcome him if he wanted to join, because the guy was quite interesting.

So he uttered two words very decisively.

"Hyotei".

"Huh? Hyotei Academy..." Upon hearing this, Sengoku Kiyosumi felt something was amiss.

He had originally planned to go to Yamabuki before this match.

While both Yamabuki and Hyotei are private schools in Tokyo, there are still barriers between private schools.

Kiyosumi Ueyama felt she had everything under control, but Hyotei might not be so sure.

Kamiya You noticed Sengoku Kiyosumi's embarrassment and pulled a business card directly from his pocket. "If you have any trouble with enrollment, you can call me."

Kiyosumi Sengoku took the pure white business card, which simply bore the name You Kamiya and a string of numbers representing a phone number.

Suddenly, a sense of uncertainty washed over him. Just who was this guy? How could he be so casual about arranging admission slots for Hyotei?!

After handing out his business card and casually placing a stone, Kamiya You picked up his belongings from the bench and headed towards the stadium exit.

Kiyosumi Sengoku followed behind, carrying things and holding a business card.

By this time, a large crowd had already gathered near the stadium exit.

There were scouts eager to be the first to snatch this cash cow, excited girls wanting to get his contact information, and boys who felt that Kamiya You was destined for greatness and wanted to get his autograph in advance.

However, thanks to Seiichi Sakai's presence and the help of several dedicated event organizers, the situation was relatively under control.

But the moment Kamiya Yo stepped off the court, the crowd erupted.

"Aaaaaah!"

"Kamiya-sama!"

Amidst the noise, Fujii Yuko swiftly took the clutter from Kamiya You's hands and said,

"Young Master, you've had a tough competition!"

"However, for our safety's sake, we need to leave immediately."

Kamiya You gave Fujii Yuko a reassuring look. "Don't worry."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers toward the crowd, a dark red glint flashing in his eyes.

A sharp and eerie aura suddenly unfolded, and the excited crowd felt a chill run down their spines, involuntarily falling silent.

Those who had blocked the middle of the aisle in the crowd, under Kamiya You's gaze, subconsciously lowered their heads and then silently moved to the sides.

In an instant, it was like Moses parting the seas.

A road leading to the distance was thus created.

Fujii Yuko looked at Kamiya You with eyes full of admiration. As expected of the young master, he was born to do great things! Wherever he went, all were in awe!

The three security guards, though unaffected by the aura, were stunned by the scene. They only reacted when Kamiya You's gaze fell upon them and hurriedly made way.

As for Seiichi Sakai?

He reacted faster than anyone else, quickly moving behind Kamiya You as soon as the scene quieted down.

After casually clearing the area, Kamiya You took the lead and embarked on his journey.

The sunlight shone on him, giving him a golden glow.

He walked away, his steps radiant with light.

Yuko Fujii and Seiichi Sakai followed closely behind, disappearing into the distance.

The crowd stopped behind them, their gazes filled with passion, but even more so with awe and reverence.

Sengoku Kiyosumi stood rooted to the spot, watching this scene unfold. At that moment, only one thought occupied his mind:

"So, it wasn't that Kamiya-kun lacked the aura of a strong person; it was simply that the gap in strength between us was too great."

"So, if Kamiya-kun doesn't actively reveal it, I simply won't be able to sense it..."

Thinking this, Sengoku Kiyosumi looked at the business card in her hand again.

It was true, he only decided to join the junior high school where Kamiya-kun was on a whim.

But now, it seems like the right choice.

With such a person as a teammate, or rather, as the club president, the future of the tennis club looks bright!

Meanwhile, Kamiya You, along with Fujii Yuko and Sakai Seiichi, headed to the tournament center to prepare for the draw for the upcoming semifinals.

As he walked, he suddenly seemed to sense something, turned back with a smile, and said,

"Why does Ms. Sakaki have the leisure to watch an elementary school game today?"

Sakaki Taro pushed up his sunglasses. "What, you're allowed to bully elementary school kids, but I, a lonely old man, am not allowed to watch an elementary school game to pass the time?"

"What do you mean by bullying?" Kamiya You disagreed.

"I personally took charge to scout out talent for Hyotei in advance."

"Besides," Kamiya Yoichi shrugged, "I'm also an elementary school student, if we're counting the graduation time here in Japan."

For a moment, Sakaki Taro was speechless, because it was indeed the case.

Although this kid's combat power is beyond the norm, he is indeed only 11 years old.

Then we can only feel sorry for his peers.

To live in the same era as such a monster, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

……

Just as Kamiya You and Sakaki Taro were talking, Yukimura Seiichi also finished his match.

He stood at the entrance of the court, wearing a tracksuit jacket, watching Marui Bunta limp away, supported by his teammates, and thought to himself,

"It's a bit of a pity. This time, the quarterfinals are an all-Kanagawa battle with Marui. Otherwise, three of the semifinalists would be from Kanagawa. What a magnificent sight that would be!"

"However, come to think of it, Sanada should have finished his match by now."

"Never mind, let's go wait for him at the lottery area."

At that moment, Marui Bunta suddenly turned around and shouted at Yukimura Seiichi, "Hey, Yukimura, now that you've beaten me, you absolutely have to keep winning!"

Yukimura Seiichi smiled and nodded. "Of course!"

Although he wouldn't underestimate the tennis players in Tokyo, his ability to suppress the five senses was simply too extreme.

Therefore, Yukimura Seiichi was full of ease and confidence.

How could he possibly lose?

He can only win!