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

Perhaps this is the beginning of getting to know each other?

"Uncle, now that someone even more extravagant than you has appeared, don't you have any thoughts about it?"

Sasuke, having made his way through the crowd to Sakaki Taro's office, leaned against the window and looked out at the new students greeting each other. He recalled some of the shocking events surrounding Atobe Keigo's entry into the school.

Beyond the arrogant declarations and dominant tennis, it's more about the Atobe Foundation's new transformation of Hyotei.

"I have no idea. Hyotei was originally a private school built with investment from the Atobe Group. My investment is out of hobby. And... if you're interested, you can compete with Atobe Keigo, but when it comes to family and conglomerate background, the Sakaki family is indeed no match."

Sakaki Taro looked up and paused for a moment, a rare occurrence for him.

He knew that Sasuke knew Atobe Keigo; back in England, he often played tennis with that young master.

Of course, it was just a game for Sasuke, but for that young master, it must have been a series of utter defeats.

Later, because they stopped playing tennis, they lost contact. Could it be that this kid wanted to completely suppress Atobe?

I never realized he had this kind of hobby...

"No, I have absolutely no interest. I'm just worried that you'll be unhappy because you're losing out to a student in terms of financial resources. But since you've directly admitted that the Sakaki family is no match for the Atobe Group, then there's probably nothing to worry about."

Sasuke blinked, his expression innocent, but the words he spoke were never pleasant.

Unfortunately, Sakaki Taro already knew him very well, and no matter what he said, his eyes didn't waver at all.

"That's a fact. What can't be said? Or you can try to make the Sakaki family's business surpass that of the Atobe Group."

Sakaki Taro snorted and continued looking down at the student list. In his hand were freshmen who had won awards before, which was the part that he, as a music teacher, needed to deal with.

As for the tennis club...

Although he is the tennis coach, he doesn't plan to interfere too much before new players join the team.

Compared to musical development, the tennis club relies on strength; qualifications and achievements are not as important as winning matches on the court.

"What's the point of having so many businesses? Managing too many things will make you age faster. The reason you look so much younger than your actual age is because you still know how to slack off. So, Uncle, you're already slacking off, and you expect me to become diligent?"

Sasuke made a couple of sarcastic remarks, then went to the side, picked up his racket, and adjusted his feel for the game.

Having not held a racket for six months, and with all that added weight, he needed to maintain his balance as much as possible, at least to avoid causing any real harm to the freshmen.

Time flies, and it's time for the opening ceremony.

Walking beside Sakaki Taro, Sasuke, dressed in Hyotei's school uniform suit, headed towards the auditorium.

He walked into the auditorium and found a secluded corner to sit down, not wanting to attract too much attention for the time being.

At the very least, I can't steal someone's thunder, otherwise they won't get to see some of those cheesy yet adorable moments.

"

After the principal's speech, the next step is for the freshman representatives.

The representative of this year's new students is naturally Atobe Keigo.

Purple-gray hair, upturned ends, a beauty mark under her right eye, and that arrogant gaze...

It was this guy's narcissism and the inevitable chuunibyou (delusional) tendencies in his speech that always made him wonder if Atobe could be considered a corporate tycoon.

"Listen up, I'm telling you this now: from today onwards, I am the King of Hyotei!"

On the stage, Keigo Atobe began with a declaration that shocked the entire audience.

This quintessential chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) attitude made Sasuke, sitting in the corner, raise his hand to cover his face.

I suddenly have a feeling that this guy's narcissism has intensified since I last saw him in half a year.

However, given his identity as Uchiha Sasuke, he doesn't seem to have the right to judge others.

Sure enough, I get along well with this guy. Could it really be because we have some similar attributes?

"Hyotei Academy boasts a first-class learning environment. Whether you make the most of it or stifle it is up to you. Take control of your own school life..."

Although his arrogant attitude and declarations were unpleasant, Atobe Keigo's words were not without reason.

The principal was embarrassed, and the teachers were helpless, but because it was Atobe who said it, they really didn't dare to have any objections.

But the students didn't care about that. The opening ceremony, which originally had some follow-up parts, was ruined by Atobe Keigo's few words, which livened up the atmosphere, and then...

And that was the end of it.

After the ceremony, Sasuke watched Atobe Keigo's departing figure and guessed that he was probably going to the tennis club.

This time, he didn't follow, but instead went to the music room with Sakaki Taro once again.

"Do me a favor, just sing me a short piece. I need to calm down, otherwise I won't be able to hold back."

Lying on the sofa, Sasuke looked at Sakaki Taro standing beside him and, for the first time, asked him to play the piano.

His fingers were itching to move, and the tennis racket was clutched in his hand. He didn't want to disrupt things when Atobe Keigo was establishing his authority, but he had to watch everything unfold.

He needs to calm himself down and absolutely cannot let his plans spiral out of control just because he's getting close to tennis.

“You don’t need to force yourself. Whatever choice you make, I will support you as a parent.”

Sakaki Taro glanced at it a couple more times, still a little uneasy. After expressing his resignation that he would always support any decision Sakaki made, he sat down and placed his fingers on the piano keys.

An elegant melody was played, and Sakaki Taro, engrossed in the performance, suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten to take the boy out for dinner.

Never mind, I'll have someone send some food over. I'll just eat in the office later.

Chapter 9: Oshitari Arrives at the Hyotei Tennis Court

"Lord Atobe!"

"Go for it, Atobe-sama!"

"Atobe-sama is so handsome!!!"

The tennis court was unusually lively today; at least when Sasuke arrived, he saw a group of people shouting Atobe's name.

Today is the day when Keigo Atobe challenges Hyotei Tennis Club to rebuild order.

After taking a nap and having lunch in Sakaki Taro's office, Sasuke looked at the third-year regular player who had already lost on the tennis court and realized that it wasn't too late yet.

"Hey buddy, how many people do you think this guy can beat?"

Not long after Sasuke sat down, the person sitting behind him suddenly stood up, walked over, and sat down next to him.

Not only that, he also took the initiative to ask Sasuke for his opinion on Atobe Keigo's challenge match.

"He will keep winning."

Sasuke glanced over and saw a first-year student from Hyotei High School wearing a uniform, with blue hair, glasses without prescription, and carrying a tennis bag...

Yuushi Oshitari?

Why is this guy sitting next to me?

He's going to challenge Atobe to a fight later, isn't he? If he just sits here like this and attracts Atobe's attention, that won't be fun.

He didn't intend to be discovered until Atobe Keigo took over the entire tennis club.

"You know him?"

Yuushi Oshitari looked at the boy beside him. This guy was a bit taller than him, and his slightly long black hair covered half of his face, making it impossible to see what his eyes looked like.

He came over from the back row because he saw that this person's demeanor after sitting down was completely different from the people around him, as if he had no expectations for the game at all.

Those watching the game, regardless of their motives, would always hope that one side would win.

Out of curiosity, he came over to say hello, but unexpectedly, this person actually thought that the guy named Atobe Keigo would keep winning.

Was he with that guy?

"I know him, but I don't want to be found out right now. If you want to fight him, don't mention me, otherwise, some unexpected things might happen."

Sasuke's gaze was fixed on Atobe. He had always admired this boy who had been defeated by him many times, but who had always grown stronger with each defeat.

Moreover, are these current regulars from Hyotei going to engage in a war of attrition with him?

They were going to be disappointed, because Atobe had been exposed to this type of competition and training since he was a child.

"I won't say anything if he still has the energy to make me leave the field."

Yuushi Oshitari adjusted his glasses, his eyes flickered, and he quietly continued watching the game.

The match on the court proceeded quickly. Although he was a third-year student, Atobe Keigo still managed to send the seniors off the tennis court at a very fast pace.

After all the regulars had faced off, Atobe looked at the defeated regulars on the other side and once again declared his victory.

But some people always want to try, and Ryo Shishido and Gakuto Mukahi expressed their dissatisfaction.

Atobe's response was even more ruthless; he sent both of them at once, one against two...

The Vanishing Tennis...

As Sasuke watched Shishido Ryo and Mukahi Gakuto each miss a ball and then ask each other why the tennis balls had disappeared, even though he knew what was going on, he still felt helpless about the special tennis balls of this world.

Can't things just develop normally...?

It was just a tennis ball with a speed that was too fast for my dynamic vision to keep up with.

Despite his inner complaints, Sasuke's expression remained as indifferent as ever, his eyes remaining unchanged. Apart from glancing at the ball's landing point, he showed no emotional fluctuations.

Always remember that you can't lose your public image when there are many people around, and you should try your best to avoid certain troubles.

"It is indeed very fast, isn't it?"

Yuushi Oshitari was also surprised, but he was more curious about the person next to him.

How could he not feel anything when the ball was so fast? Is he someone who knows nothing about tennis?

Although this person wasn't carrying a tennis bag, he definitely didn't seem like a tennis idiot.

"Barely acceptable..."

The voice was low, but Yuushi Oshitari, sitting next to Sasuke, heard Sasuke's assessment very clearly.

"..."

Suddenly at a loss for words, Yuushi Oshitari decided to ignore the man for now.

Although the two players in the arena were quite good, he could tell that they absolutely could not beat that guy named Atobe.

Next, he can go down on the field and give it a try.