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

Everyone is waiting to see what even stronger skills Atobe Keigo will use next.

After all, if the serve is this fierce, the return shot shouldn't be the same as before, right?

Chapter 11 Actually, I'm also a member of the tennis club.

'Tanhäuser serve... A waltz towards destruction... Is this a world of ice now?'

As Sasuke stood in the rest area, observing Atobe Keigo's tennis, he mentally calculated when those tennis skills should have appeared.

Whether it was Tannhäuser's serve or the Waltz of Destruction, it wasn't the first time he had witnessed it firsthand. After all, he had been completely dominated by Atobe for several years, which had accelerated Atobe's improvement in tennis skills considerably.

But this world of ice is truly the first time I've ever seen anything like it.

Six months ago, Atobe seemed to have said that he had an idea that was not yet perfect, and that he would help him practice the idea when they met again.

At that time, they were probably referring to this world of ice.

Because Sasuke suddenly felt that there was a problem with his own power, he did not witness firsthand how this skill, which could stab the opponent's ice rink, gradually took shape.

'As expected, even after watching world-class players perform tennis in this otherworldly realm, I still can't comprehend this suddenly fantastical form of tennis!'

Sasuke's large cat eyes suddenly narrowed, and he raised a hand to cover his eyes.

He was inwardly cursing, but that didn't stop him from observing Atobe Keigo and this icy world through his fingers.

From an angle unseen by those around them, blood-red pupils appeared, and three black magatama were slowly rotating.

When the referee announced, "Atobe wins, 6:2," the tomoe in Sasuke's eyes suddenly converged, twisting to form a six-pointed star pattern.

"Hey, are you amazed by this grandpa's amazing ball skills?!"

Keigo Atobe, gripping his racket, walked toward Sasuke, clearly annoyed.

He won the match, completely overwhelming his opponent after Sasuke appeared.

I thought I would receive some praise, but when I turned around, I saw that this guy had raised his hand to cover his eyes, and his whole body was exuding a strange and cold aura.

"It's passable, but still watchable."

Sasuke lowered his hand, slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, and his eyes returned to normal.

The chilling aura from before dissipated at the same time, and when she looked at Atobe, she surprisingly managed a slight upturn of the corners of her mouth in front of a crowd.

"You're as annoying as ever. Don't run away later, I have something to discuss with you."

Atobe Keigo was startled by the sudden, slight smile. He glared at it awkwardly, turned his back to Sasuke, threw down a sentence, and continued walking to the other side.

He still has things to finish, he'll settle the score with this guy later when he's done!

"Shinobu, you're not bad, it's just a pity you met the even stronger me!"

During the handshake after the match, Atobe noticed that Oshitari's eyes kept glancing towards Sasuke, and he thought he was being very sincere in praising him.

At least, in the match just now, Shinobu surpassed everyone he had fought here before.

But that's just his personality; even when he wants to acknowledge someone, he won't refrain from showing off.

"Ah...she is indeed very strong, but her performance in the first few games was really frustrating!"

Yuushi Oshitari was also very satisfied with this match, especially the second half. Although he was badly beaten, it was precisely this that sparked his interest in tennis.

But that doesn't mean he'll forget that some people first threatened him with their eyes and then suddenly appeared out of nowhere—that's just too much!

"I think if we team up with him, we really have a chance to make it to the national tournament..."

Voices could be heard coming from the rest area. It was Mukahi Gakuto, his fists clenched, excitedly looking towards the future.

But...

"Stop talking such unambitious nonsense. My goal is to lead Hyotei to the national championship!"

Keigo Atobe and Yuushi Oshitari walked over together, clearly very dissatisfied with Gakuto Mukahi's words.

From the moment he decided to come to Hyotei and play tennis, he had only one goal.

Champion, national champion!

Now he has another reason: he must make that guy watch closely, because he, Atobe-sama, will never lose!

It's a shame that guy probably still won't join the tennis club, right?

Although I knew from the beginning that he wouldn't play in formal competitions, I still couldn't help but overthink it.

Why hide such amazing skills?

"I don't care what grade you are in. From now on, only the strongest will be selected. I will lead Hyotei Tennis Club to the top of the nation!"

Keigo Atobe snapped his fingers, sending his declaration echoing throughout the tennis court.

Amidst the continuous cheers of "Lord Atobe" from the stands, this tennis court championship match has come to a successful conclusion.

"Birch Field!"

Looking in a certain direction, Atobe suddenly called out someone's name.

"Yes!"

Kabaji Takahiro, wearing the uniform of Hyotei Elementary School, jumped over the stands and draped the tennis club uniform jacket over Atobe's back.

Although it was only elementary school, Kabaji looked more mature than Atobe and the others in terms of height and appearance.

A kind and honest appearance, a pure heart...

Sasuke remembered that this person's special ability was something like "a pure heart".

They really are interesting people!

"You bastard Sasuke, where are you going?!"

Just as Atobe was about to give Kabaji a brief introduction, he saw Sasuke turn around and leave.

The thought of that guy leaving without a word and never being found again made Atobe run over and stop him.

"I forgot to introduce myself. I'm currently a student in Class 1-A, and... I'm also a member of the tennis club."

Sasuke raised his hand and pointed to the Hyotei logo on his school uniform.

After thinking for a moment, he left Atobe with an even more shocking message before walking out of the tennis court.

"You bastard, don't go! Explain yourself! Weren't you supposed to be unable to compete?"

Atobe, who was supposed to have a grand exit, handed his racket to Kabaji and ran up to Sasuke.

He had felt sorry for this guy for a long time, but now he had given him such a big surprise.

"Hey... Kei, if I can't play tennis seriously, will you be angry as your teammate?"

After leaving the tennis court, Sasuke stopped in a secluded spot and, looking back at Atobe, suddenly asked the question.

As a tennis player, in this world, whether you're a child or an adult, if you're not serious when you're on the official court, it will make people angry.

"No...but why?"

Shaking his head, Atobe Keigo could guess that Sasuke had some special circumstances, but if he really couldn't play tennis, why did he choose to join the tennis club?

If he can join, then he can participate in the competition, so why does he say he can't take it seriously...?

Could it be that his family has imposed some kind of constraint that he can't break free from?

Was this the reason you left six months ago?

Chapter 12: I'm also quite helpless without any opponents.

"Because... when I get serious, I don't have any rivals yet, but I will win every single one... it's much easier to say that clearly."

Sasuke noticed the change in Atobe's expression. Even though he told himself not to bully him too much, he couldn't help but say something hurtful.

But it seems like I was just being pitied?

Honestly, how could Atobe Keigo, who loves glamorous styles, have such an unpleasant perception?

There's no time like the present, let's do it after school today!

Let him take six months to properly teach this flashy young man whose thinking has somewhat collapsed, and let him know how unfashionable some ideas are!

"I'm very angry! I'm extremely angry right now!"

Atobe hadn't expected such a response, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this guy really was excessively strong.

As for whether he is so strong that he is truly invincible, there is not enough information to determine this, but when I see him training alone, he is definitely no worse than a professional.

"Is your tennis court ready? If it's inconvenient, my court is also reasonably good."

Seeing Atobe's furious and glaring face, Sasuke had no intention of comforting him. Before turning to leave, he asked Atobe a question that instantly calmed him down.

tennis court...

"Of course it's already been prepared. My tennis court will definitely satisfy you. Do you have anything else to do now?"

Having been invited to play tennis, Atobe's anger dissipated completely. He was just short of having Kabaji carry Sasuke home to the tennis court for a quick match.

But he was just imagining things; in reality, they still had a lot to do.

"Let's go together. I need to say hello to my uncle. As the new head of the tennis club and the guy who just changed the rules of the tennis club, you also need to report to the coach."

Considering the uncle's identity, Sasuke felt that there was no need for him to separate from Atobe.

Because from now on, the target will be the same place.

"Your uncle? Wait a minute..."

Atobe had heard before that Sasuke only had one uncle, but he never expected it to be at Hyotei Academy.

And this sounds like it might have something to do with the tennis club. Could it be what he's thinking?

"Keigo Atobe, you did well on the tennis court today, but you missed a step. You should at least have come to me and submitted a report first."

Sakaki Taro looked at the three boys who walked in together. He decided to leave his son aside for now, and the other boy from the elementary school was not under his jurisdiction for the time being.

The only thing he needed to focus on was bypassing him as the coach and directly changing Atobe, the young master of the tennis club.

He had always known about this boy, just as the Atobe family knew that Sasuke often played tennis with Atobe Keigo. As parents, they just didn't say anything, but that didn't mean they didn't care about the situation of their child's friend.

"Advisor Sakaki, I will send the report over first thing tomorrow morning. I am very sorry for what happened before. I did not expect the tennis club to be so disappointing."