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

Although Niou is only in the early stages of becoming a con artist, he and Oshitari are not weak in terms of physical ability.

His tennis skills and reaction time were generally beyond those of his peers.

If there's a weakness, it's that neither of them has found their own path yet.

It's a jack-of-all-trades, master of none. It's okay against some ordinary junior high school tennis players, but it will cause trouble when facing elite players.

only...

Against the completely uncoordinated duo of Atobe and Sanada, the tennis techniques that Oshitari and Niou had been diligently learning would still be very useful at this time.

At the very least, it disrupted the already non-existent cooperation between the two, causing Sanada and Atobe to quickly create trouble for each other.

It was chaotic; everyone was either trying to grab the ball or assuming the other would take it.

"They were all too impulsive. Even without any coordination, as long as we find a dividing line, we can easily control the situation."

When Yukimura Seiichi saw that Oshitari and Niou had scored two points, making the score 2-2, the smile on his face gradually faded.

"They're still just kids, don't be too harsh on them. It's normal for them to be like this. On the contrary, Seiichi, you're too composed. You're always calm like an adult when it comes to tennis-related matters."

Sasuke had his hands behind his head, his gaze fixed on the arena, but that didn't stop him from seeing the changes in the expression on the face of the person next to him.

A twelve-year-old boy is still a child in this world. Expecting him to prioritize rationality in everything is really asking too much.

Of course, there are some exceptions, such as Yukimura Seiichi and Tezuka Kunimitsu.

"Sasuke's words are really hurtful. You're the one who's most like an adult, aren't you?"

When told he acted like an adult, Yukimura paused for a moment, then returned the compliment to Sasuke.

When it comes to composure, no one here is calmer than Sasuke, and he can distinguish between tennis and other sports.

“I’m different from you… Don’t ask what the difference is, you can think of it as everything being different.”

Sasuke turned around, gave Yukimura a serious look, and shut down the question the other wanted to ask.

That was the end of that topic; he had no desire to discuss that type of thing.

If he could, he would like to be like any other normal teenager in this world, receiving an education step by step after birth, finding his own interests, and striving for his dreams...

Unfortunately, he had nothing.

In that world where ninjas were the fundamental rule, even with his older brother protecting him, he had already witnessed bloodshed at a very young age.

Later, due to system issues, he faced the end of his life time and time again in the bloody night.

"Although I know this is wrong, I am still a little curious about Sasuke's past... but it's just curiosity."

He made no attempt to hide his curiosity, but Yukimura Seiichi also made it clear that he did not have the ability, nor would he seek the answer.

Judging solely from Sasuke's physical strength, he doesn't believe that normal sports or martial arts training could achieve that level.

Secrets are very tempting, but they also represent endless potential dangers.

"Curiosity is human nature, just like I am curious. But Seiichi's mental strength is not something that can be found in people of the same age."

Sasuke winked at Yukimura Seiichi, and that was it—he had completely let go of the matter.

Everyone has curiosity, and everyone has their own secrets.

It's okay to be curious, but there are some things you shouldn't touch.

Maintaining distance is a fundamental rule for friends to get along amicably.

Chapter 55 Sakaki Taro's Call

"Match over! Atobe Sanada wins, score 6-4!"

The first match of the morning, doubles match 2, finally ended after an hour and a half.

Ryo Shishido, acting as the referee, jumped down immediately after announcing the score.

Let whoever wants to be the referee for the next game do it; he's not doing it anymore.

He wouldn't comment on whether the match was played well or not, but watching Atobe and Sanada's teamwork made him feel terrible.

Neither of them was willing to admit defeat, and both wanted to be the better player, so at the beginning they couldn't score any points except for their service games.

Every time, I was completely outmaneuvered by the two of them...

If those two hadn't been unable to break Atobe and Sanada's serves, this match would have been over long ago.

Even though he had never played doubles before, Ryo Shishido felt that even if Shishido didn't understand teamwork, this was the worst he could do.

But he had to admit that both Atobe and Sanada were truly capable individuals.

After finally calming down and adjusting, they won the game decisively.

"Although it was a hard-fought victory, congratulations on your triumph!"

Yukimura Seiichi watched the four leave the court, gave Niou and the others a gentle smile, and then walked up to Atobe and Sanada, who looked awkward, and said congratulations in a completely insincere tone.

"Although I probably won't have the chance to play doubles again, I have to admit that doubles is actually quite fun!"

Atobe Keigo felt mocked, but it was indeed him and Sanada who were embarrassed, and since it had already happened, he wasn't afraid to admit it.

However, he will absolutely never play doubles again, absolutely not!

"You guys go and rest first. Next up is the doubles match. Akutagawa Jiro and Yanagi Renji will be paired up, and their opponents will be Marui Bunta and Mukahi Gakuto."

Sasuke held the match roster and read out the next doubles lineup.

"Bunta, Bunta, I can play tennis with you now..."

Jiro Akutagawa's cheers drew the attention of those around him.

Seeing his joyful expression, the uninformed people from Rikkai University looked bewildered, wondering if the kid had misheard.

They're supposed to be rivals, but this guy's excited demeanor makes it seem like they're teammates now.

"Akutagawa-kun, you'll have to put in some effort for the first two matches if you find them troublesome."

Renji Yanagi took his racket and went onto the court. Seeing Jiro Akutagawa still waving to Bunta Marui at the net, he had to remind him that the match was about to begin.

"No problem, Bunta, just you wait and see, I'm really good!"

Although he was responding to his teammates, Jiro Akutagawa's performance actually focused on Bunta Marui on the other side.

This joyful state made Mukahi Gakuto, who was standing next to Marui Bunta, roll his eyes several times, and he really wanted to go over and grab Jiro and switch places with him.

"The match begins, Marui Bunta serves!"

Yuushi Oshitari, who had just finished his match, went to the referee's table, looked at the cheerful Jirou, and announced the start of the match.

The game has started, and he should be back in his proper place by now.

The match could proceed normally after that, but...

When Jiro Akutagawa witnessed Bunta Marui's tennis score, his excited cheers twice angered Renji Yanagi, causing him to open his eyes.

"If he performed like this in a formal competition, wouldn't that be a bit much?"

Yukimura Seiichi sat in the chair, watching Akutagawa Jiro's reaction, and felt a rare sense of embarrassment.

It was as if their team member had snatched someone else's beloved pet in front of so many people; Hyotei had been throwing countless daggers at Bunta.

"It's alright, as long as Jiro is happy. In fact, the more interesting something is, the more energetic he will be during the match. On the contrary, a boring opponent will make him sleepy."

Sasuke glanced at Jiro again, not seeing anything wrong with it.

Although he intended to change the plot, he never thought about changing anyone's personality.

Whether it's Atobe's exaggerated and 'flashy' performances, Jiro's passion for tennis, or Oshitari Yuushi's diverse talents...

It is precisely because everyone is different that his current environment is so colorful.

"Yes, Cilang is doing very well!"

Atobe sat to the side, watching Jiro play the ball with a smile, and in a very good mood, he raised his hand to his chin, not thinking there was anything wrong with it at all.

As long as our own people don't object, it doesn't matter what state the people at Hyotei are in...

Since it's someone else, it's naturally unimportant.

"Young Master, it's Mr. Sakaki on the phone."

Just as the match was in progress, the butler walked over holding a cell phone.

It was Sakaki Taro who called Atobe.

"Why would a consultant call me...?"

Atobe picked up the phone, curious about what was going on, but after answering and saying hello, he realized the call wasn't for him at all.

"Looks like my phone ran out of battery. I'll be more careful next time."

Sasuke could hear what was being said on the phone, and under Atobe's disapproving gaze, he said without any embarrassment that his phone was just out of battery.

I've been busy cultivating my mental strength and chakra these past few days, so I completely forgot about charging my phone.

"You unfashionable fellow, couldn't you have brought a few more spares?"

After handing the notebook to Sasuke, Atobe couldn't resist complaining about someone's unreliability.

However, he was a little curious why the divine advisor would call even though he knew they were having a training camp with Rikkai University. Had something happened?

"I'll definitely be more careful next time..."

Sasuke took the phone, waved to the people around him, and walked out of the tennis court.

As for preparing more phones next time...

If you bring too many phones, you'll need a place to store them. It's best to bring only one spare at most; having too many is just a hassle.

"Uncle, what happened?"

"Then let's set it for next weekend. Although it's not really necessary, as a student, I can't miss classes."

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle. See you at school tomorrow morning."

After a few simple words, Sasuke hung up the phone.

I stood outside the tennis court for a while before returning to the rest area.

Ochi Tsukiko, the former captain of Hyotei's tennis club...