Crossover Anime: Transmigrated as Sasuke, but Must Start from Prince of Tennis

"I'll do my best."

Sasuke handed the medical report to Fuji Syusuke, naturally wanting to make up for the mistakes caused by his extraordinary ninjutsu performance.

Moreover, this wasn't a real injury to begin with; once the homemade gadgets that were placed there are removed, Tezuka's injury will naturally disappear.

The only problem is how to conceal the injury so that it can heal quickly after removing the ninjutsu tool.

"please!"

Tezuka bowed very solemnly, raised his arm, and after Fuji helped him hold it in place, turned his head to the other side.

Even if one is calm and collected enough, one is still a young man, and yesterday he heard too many possibilities he didn't want to know...

Turn your head away, you can't look at this.

Sasuke raised his hand, about to form a special hand seal, but suddenly stopped.

Sasuke waved his finger in front of Fuji Syusuke's eyes, and watching those icy blue eyes follow his finger, Sasuke almost burst out laughing.

Can you please not be so curious?

Knowing full well that this is not something a normal person could do, how could I possibly let him see it so easily?

"What a pity..."

Fuji Syusuke closed his eyes, then looked up at the ceiling, giving up his irrepressible curiosity.

"A question suddenly occurred to me: Tezuka, can you act?"

After nearly a minute of silence, Sasuke's question successfully made Tezuka and Fuji, who had been standing like wooden figures, turn around and look at him.

"will not."

Tezuka Kunimitsu answered honestly that he had neither the interest nor the talent in this area.

"Tezuka should be able to learn it; I think he definitely can."

Opening his eyes, Fuji Syusuke stared at Tezuka, afraid that the guy would say he wouldn't learn.

"Ah."

He made a subconscious response, his gaze stiffly following Fuji Syusuke's finger as he moved, and Tezuka belatedly noticed his own arm.

The red and swollen marks from the previous injury had disappeared, and Tezuka, who had always had a serious face, showed a rare blank expression.

The arm that was previously thought to be out of tennis is now perfectly fine?

"It's a pity I didn't bring a camera, otherwise I could have made a unique record."

Sasuke looked at Tezuka in a daze, sighed, and picked up the test report again to look through it, waiting for him to slowly accept the reality.

Although it was his own lack of control that caused such a frightening process, he still really enjoyed seeing Tezuka in this completely uncharacteristic state.

"I should have installed a security camera in my room. What a pity, what a real shame..."

Fuji Syusuke went to the window, lifted the curtain and glanced out to make sure that no one else had returned before continuing to lament about missing out this time.

What he missed wasn't Tezuka's rare change in expression, but rather the special power that exists in myths and legends.

"Although you can't watch the process, you can watch this."

Sasuke spread out his hands so that Fuji Syusuke could take a look at the little paper figure.

In his palm was the same little paper figure from before, only now the little paper figure had broken off at his left elbow.

"It's for Tezuka..."

Fuji Syusuke opened and closed his eyes, feeling somewhat reluctant to observe the little paper figure any longer.

"That's roughly how it works. It needs to be used in advance. It's not a healing spell. If you get injured again later, there's really nothing you can do."

Sasuke nodded. The little paper figure in his palm moved, turned into ashes, and then disappeared without a trace.

The incident, in which he was trying to tease someone but almost caused a major misunderstanding, has now ended, and the evidence has been destroyed...

As for the X-ray taken by that hospital...

That's a question of how Tezuka Kunimitsu should use it.

"So, what should Tezuka do? His arm injury is very serious. If he recovers immediately, people will think it's strange."

Fuji Syusuke turned to look at Tezuka, saying that he was concerned that Tezuka's abnormality had been discovered, but in his heart he was already looking forward to seeing Tezuka put on a show for others in the future.

At this point, Tezuka had no choice but to act; if he didn't, it would cause trouble for Sasuke, a possibility they absolutely could not allow to occur.

"I can also play tennis with my right hand. I will recover in three months. No one should doubt that."

Tezuka Kunimitsu moved his arms, knowing it was time for his left arm to rest for a while.

Moreover, he was confident that even if they used their right hand, their next plan would not fail.

Chapter 41 Rikkai University Training Camp

weekend.

At the Atobe family's villa, a bus appeared, and a group of boys carrying tennis bags got off.

"Welcome to Rikkai University's training match!"

Keigo Atobe, dressed in his flamboyant style, stood on the steps of the villa gate to welcome Rikkai University.

Her slightly raised chin exuded arrogance, her fingers traced a line from the corner of her eye backward, and the ends of her hair, lifted up, shimmered in the sunlight...

If you ignore Rikkai University's tennis club captain Yukimura's lily-like smile and vice-captain Sanada's increasingly gloomy face, this would have been a very pleasant first meeting.

"Thank you to the Hyotei team manager for providing the competition venue and such a luxurious resting environment."

Yukimura Seiichi walked up with a bright smile and greeted Atobe politely.

Although he had heard some rumors about Hyotei, he did not expect that his first meeting with them would be so impactful.

"That's enough, my eyes hurt..."

Sasuke sat under a tree nearby, expressing his disgust at the smug smiles of the two captains from Hyotei and Rikkai.

The narcissistic Narcissus and the scheming Lily—these two appear as if they have special effects, as if they have no intention of leaving any chance for others to survive.

Perhaps Sanada, with his dark expression, could still offer some resistance, since he and Yukimura were childhood friends and could withstand some of that.

"What happened to Sasuke's eyes? They look red. Is he injured?"

Yukimura Seiichi turned his head to look, and although Sasuke's hand was over his eyes, he still saw strange red marks.

"That guy... just ignore him. Ever since he was kidnapped by Seigaku that day, he's been like this ever since he came back. We tried to take him to the hospital, but he refused. He won't answer when we ask him what happened..."

Atobe Keigo's previously flamboyant smile vanished, and with a dark expression, he turned and walked into the villa.

Although he could guess that the red eyes probably had nothing to do with the Seigaku people, since Sakaki Advisor had not made any statement.

But Sasuke really has no intention of explaining...

"Qing Xue?"

Yukimura Seiichi turned and exchanged a glance with Sanada Genichiro, both thinking of the same person.

"My mental strength suddenly increased, and I can't control it a bit. It will stabilize in a few days."

Sasuke sighed helplessly, stood up, and walked into the villa.

That day, he had dinner with the Seigaku members at Fuji's house. On his way home, he suddenly had a whimsical idea: to test the effects of using certain ninjutsu tools on himself.

And then, things went awry again...

Actually, there's really no harm in it.

That night I had a series of nightmares, but when I woke up the next day, I felt that my mental strength had increased a lot.

The only side effect is that the Sharingan cannot be retracted in the short term.

Because of the unique setting of this world, there are characters like Kirihara Akaya whose hair changes color and eyes turn red when playing tennis. So, aside from causing some concern, this change in him doesn't cause any other problems.

However, the people of Hyotei did not believe his explanation.

In particular, Atobe, as the department head, believed that it was the Seigaku people who had injured him.

"There's something wrong with Seigaku. That guy named Tezuka Kunimitsu is supposedly very strong. He had his arm broken as soon as he joined Seigaku, and now you've gone there and it's happened again. Go to Seigaku less often in the future, everyone will be watching you!"

Atobe Keigo looked at Sasuke who walked to his side, snorted in dissatisfaction, but could only try his best to make Sasuke avoid Seigaku in the future.

Because Sasuke said it had nothing to do with Seigaku, he and Oshitari discussed it and decided to send someone to inquire about the situation.

Then he received news that those trashy upperclassmen from the Seigaku tennis club had broken the arm of a tennis prodigy.

This completely shattered the Hyotei regulars' understanding; they never knew that there could be such a shameless person in the same middle school tennis club.

Especially after receiving news that neither the coach nor the captain of the Seigaku tennis club intended to get involved in the assault, the members of the Hyotei tennis club unanimously declared that they would blacklist the school.

"No, absolutely not..."

Sasuke raised his hand to cover his eyes. He was currently only active at home or at the Atobe family's tennis court, and he didn't want to go anywhere else.

Because of him, the regular players from Hyotei have been coming here to train recently, and they've all been having a blast at Atobe's house.

"Let's take you to your guest rooms first, settle in, have lunch, and then we'll draw lots for the competition this afternoon."

Atobe Keigo stopped talking to Sasuke about topics that had been discussed many times before, and led the Rikkai University guests to their rooms, asking them to unpack and settle in.

This friendly match is essentially a training camp, so there will be a match not only this afternoon, but also tomorrow.

"I'm going to make a phone call."

Upon arriving at the guest room, Sanada put his things down, went out to greet Yukimura, and then made a phone call.

At lunchtime, the regulars from Hyotei and Rikkai sat on either side of the extra-long dining table, their eye contact never ceasing since they took their seats.

"Not satisfied with lunch?"

Looking at these people who couldn't even eat in peace, Atobe Keigo asked them helplessly if they had any objections.

"Very satisfied, it tastes great!"

Yukimura Seiichi smiled and turned to look at him. After praising the lunch, his gaze shifted to Sasuke.

"Is Sasuke unable to play in the match given his current condition?"

Looking into Sasuke's eyes, he inquired about the afternoon's match setup, but in his heart, he was thinking about the phone call Sanada had made.