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

"I'm going downstairs, aren't you going to say goodbye to him?"

The match was nearing its end, and Yuushi Oshitari stood up, carrying his tennis bag, ready to leave the court.

But before he went down, he suddenly looked at Sasuke.

"Keep it up!"

With his hands clasped together and chin resting on his hand, Sasuke looked at Atobe in the arena and, without looking up, said "Good luck" to Yuushi Oshitari.

Let's talk about saying hello later.

He also wanted to see just how much Atobe had grown.

If after being tormented by him for several years the story remains unchanged, then he may need to reconsider whether his previous plan is feasible.

"This is humiliating! We were completely outmaneuvered by the first-year students..."

Just as Atobe won the match against two opponents, an infuriating voice rang out, and what it said made the eyes of the third-year regulars turn red.

They were humiliated by a first-year student, and then mocked by another first-year student...

This year's first-year students have been really unfriendly to their older classmates!

"Eyeglasses, do you have a problem with that?"

Atobe turned around and looked at Oshitari walking in from the stands, pointing his racket at him with obvious displeasure.

"Let's have a match, I'm really looking forward to it."

Shinobu tossed his school uniform jacket aside, ripped off his tie, and took a tennis racket out of his tennis bag.

He really wanted to tell the arrogant Atobe on the other side that someone had just said he barely managed to play.

But when his gaze drifted back to where he had just been, those dark eyes were staring at him.

Just one glance was enough for Shinobu to feel a cold sweat break out on his back, and his previous thoughts were instantly suppressed.

That guy was warning him, reminding him not to forget what he had just agreed to.

He really is a terrifying guy!

Snapped!

While Oshitari was distracted, Atobe, who was opposite him, had already snapped his fingers and smiled broadly, indicating that he would win.

"Really..."

Oshitari felt a fire burning within him, ignited by the guy in the stands and Atobe opposite him, and it grew ever stronger...

He was determined to show that guy that tennis courts weren't a place where some people could easily become kings!

"15-0"

Atobe tossed the tennis ball into the air, and after a swing of his racket, a high-speed serve resulted in a direct point.

"30-0"

......

"Atobe wins this game, 1-0!"

The referee announced that Atobe had scored a point, and during this time, Oshitari did not receive a single ball.

Because of this performance, those who had high hopes began to discuss it, and some have started to express their disappointment with the game.

Only a few regulars were still expressing different opinions, but their words did not affect the atmosphere in the stands.

Chapter 10 Atobe, has your tennis declined?

'As expected...'

As Sasuke watched everything unfold as the original storyline had predicted, and then, when Oshitari scored, his mood suddenly became less composed.

If his previous actions had no impact on the characters or plot, this is truly an unpleasant outcome.

As the score remained close, Shinobu had already scored two points, bringing the score to 4-2. Suddenly, Sasuke stood up from the stands.

Under the curious gaze of the surrounding students, Sasuke walked down step by step.

"you..."

This position is right opposite Oshitari, behind Atobe. So when Oshitari Yuushi saw Sasuke come down, his racket relaxed and hanging down, he was curious about what this guy was going to do.

She said she didn't want to be discovered before, but now she's behind Atobe. Does she have to change her mind so quickly?

"what?"

Atobe looked at Oshitari's eyes, stopped his serve, and turned around to look behind him.

"I'm a little disappointed. Has your tennis technique deteriorated?"

Sasuke looked at Atobe Keigo, who was staring wide-eyed and frozen in place, and spoke with a tone full of disdain.

Whether it's being hidden or due to plot revisions, he now needs to see a different development.

"Hey! Who are you? Don't disturb the match, okay? And what do you mean by 'his skills have declined'? That guy is clearly very strong. You're someone who doesn't play tennis, so don't come out and cause trouble!"

The red-haired Gakuto Mukahi was so angry in the rest area that he pointed at Sasuke and told him to leave.

Beside him, Ryo Shishido also looked over, as did the regulars of the Hyotei tennis club.

Apart from Jiro Akutagawa, who was leaning against the wall looking somewhat bewildered, everyone else probably wanted to run over and drag Sasuke out.

"Xiao Jing..."

Sasuke glanced at them briefly and then ignored them, turning back to stare at Atobe Keigo, who was shorter than him.

The nickname "Kei" was used to provoke Atobe because he had been suppressed so much that even a joke wouldn't elicit a strong reaction from him.

Sure enough, even now, this title can still make Atobe Keigo's eyes widen and his hair stand on end instantly.

"I told you, don't call me that, you bastard! You're happy to suddenly show up after standing me up, aren't you? Did you think I'd be waiting for you at the club like an idiot? Let me tell you, I didn't go at all, not even once!"

Atobe Keigo raised his hand and threw the tennis ball, aiming directly at Sasuke's face.

They had agreed to have another match, but this guy just suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he waited for several days without seeing him.

A few days later, realizing something was wrong, they sent people to look for him, only to discover that nobody knew where he lived...

"I'm sorry, although it was due to an accident, it was indeed my fault for breaking the promise."

Sasuke raised his hand and caught the tennis ball that was being thrown at him. A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. Breaking the promise that time was his fault, and apologizing was what he should do.

However, this guy emphasized that he didn't wait...

To put it another way, he waited, and he waited for many days.

This is really too much to owe!

Otherwise, giving Atobe more practical combat training as compensation should appease him, right?

"I'm not going to argue with you. Where's your tennis racket? Play a game with me... no, play until I don't want to play anymore. Remember, this is what you owe me!"

Keigo Atobe saw the person and was quite happy to know that the person was alright.

But he was still very unhappy when he was stood up before, even if there was a reason, so he wanted to take this opportunity to get the guy to offer sufficient compensation.

"I haven't touched a racket in the past six months... Don't worry, it's all over now. Your match isn't over yet. Don't disappoint your opponent, and don't make me think your skills have deteriorated to this extent."

Sasuke raised his hand and, under the worried gaze of Atobe Keigo because he said he hadn't touched a racket in six months, suddenly tapped Atobe's forehead.

Seeing Atobe stunned, Sasuke withdrew his hand in a good mood and went to the rest area to wait for the match to continue.

The sensation from earlier still lingered on his fingers, and he seemed to understand why his brother always liked to poke his forehead.

Although the height difference wasn't that big, Atobe's dumbfounded expression just now was really funny.

"You bastard, open your eyes right now and give me a good look!"

Once everyone had moved aside, Atobe finally came to his senses.

He was actually comforted by this guy?

It was probably meant to comfort me, that strange gesture...

However, he had already mentally beaten that guy up.

Why should I let that guy point at my head from his superior position? He's not a child!

"Um...shall we continue?"

Yuushi Oshitari now believes it.

However, looking at Atobe's eyes, which seemed to be spitting fire, Shinobu felt that he was doomed.

But he was also somewhat expectant. Did the two of them mean that Atobe had never been serious all along?

With the kind of skill that just dominated the entire arena, how can it be considered poor?

Although he doesn't usually like to dwell on these things, the more he thinks about it, the angrier he gets!

"Go on, I'm getting serious now, watch out!"

Atobe Keigo raised a hand and stroked his eyes, then suddenly opened them again after closing them.

He had no choice but to take it seriously. With this guy watching from the sidelines, if he didn't show his strength, he didn't know how much infuriating ridicule he would face.

"Look closely, this ball..."

The tennis ball was tossed high into the air, Atobe leaned back, adjusted his grip on the racket, and a colorful light seemed to flash in his eyes.

With a furious shout, the high-speed spinning tennis ball flashed past like a streak of light, and after landing, it slid right along the ground.

"A ball that won't bounce?"

Yuushi Oshitari was also completely dumbfounded; this guy actually hit that kind of serve...

If this is the true level of this guy's tennis, then he can understand why he was previously considered bad.

"Was she scared? Well then, let's continue!"

Atobe Keigo was in a good mood. Although Sasuke had already seen this move, which he named the 'Tanhäuser serve,' it was just to tell him that his tennis skills had not declined.

Even bigger surprises are coming!

Atobe Keigo won his service games in a row, but the noise outside the court fell silent.