In this crossover anime, I fight against the supernatural in my everyday world.

Although Miura Yumiko felt a little panicked, upon hearing the words "give up the match," she couldn't help but clench her teeth and grip her tennis racket tightly.

"continue!"

"Miura-kun..."

"Stop talking, Ye Shan."

Yumiko Miura frowned, took a deep breath, and said in a serious tone.

"This is just a psychological tactic by the other side; don't fall for it."

Upon hearing this, Hayama Hayato looked on with a skeptical expression.

Is it really a psychological tactic?

Judging from Ye Xing's performance...

It doesn't seem like that...

"Serve."

Yumiko Miura tossed the tennis ball into the air and served it again with a perfect form.

"Yui, go catch the ball."

"Eh?"

Upon hearing Yosei's words, Yui Yuigahama paused for a moment, then quickly nodded. After the tennis ball bounced off the ground, she swung her racket and hit it back.

Seeing that Yoru didn't hit another straight ball with terrifying force, Miura Yumiko and Hayama Hayato both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yayama, don't get in my way!"

Yumiko Miura didn't think about cooperation or teamwork at all; she simply returned the ball that was supposed to be caught by Hayato Hayama.

Yui Yuigahama was equally determined, swinging her racket again to return the ball.

At this moment, her expression was different from her usual憨憨笑 and gentle demeanor; she appeared very serious.

Yui Yuigahama had only one thought in her mind.

Ye Xing said that he needs to take matters into his own hands now.

Then I absolutely cannot let the other party down.

Yumiko Miura and Yui Yuigahama traded blows, neither giving an inch, turning what seemed like a mixed doubles match into a one-on-one duel in women's tennis.

"hateful..."

Yumiko Miura gritted her teeth, looking at Yui Yuigahama across from her who showed no sign of backing down, and her sense of imbalance and loss intensified.

All the letters handed over to Yoruichi passed through Yui Yuigahama's hands, and hers was no exception.

Although the two were not in the same class, Miura Yumiko simply couldn't understand it.

Why should a girl like Yui Yuigahama, who is only good-looking but has no opinions of her own and can even be described as silly and naive, be able to join Yosei's club?

As the center of the class, the leader of the girls' group, and someone with many suitors at school, the letter she asked someone to pass on seemed to have sunk without a trace, receiving no response whatsoever.

Is it possible...

In Yohoshi's eyes, is she not even as good as Yui Yuigahama?

Thinking about this, Miura Yumiko felt even more unable to accept it.

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, exchanging blows...

"boom!!!"

A deafening sonic boom rang out in the air.

In Miura Yumiko's field of vision, she could only see a blurry figure.

"call."

The afterimage brushed past her face, and the wind it created along the way even whipped her long hair up.

"boom!"

The first sound was the sound of Ye Xing hitting a tennis ball with his racket.

The second sound was the tennis ball getting stuck in the wire fence.

Yumiko Miura wanted to turn around and see what was behind her.

But it wasn't until then that her brain finally caught up with her.

The feeling of surviving a brush with death made her body feel out of control; her legs trembled slightly, and her expression froze.

"3...30 to 0!"

Exactly the same as before.

The tennis ball that Yoru hit didn't even touch the other side; it just grazed Miura Yumiko's face.

This should definitely be considered a point for the opposing team.

But Yumiko Miura was not happy at all.

"Sorry, I missed."

Ye Xing glanced down at the tennis racket in his hand, its head broken, casually tossed it aside, and picked up a new one from the sidelines.

He looked at Miura Yumiko with a kind smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't miss next time."

"me..."

Miura Yumiko's pupils contracted in surprise.

Missed?

Does that mean it was originally aimed at his face?

Yumiko Miura turned her head with difficulty and glanced at it.

The tennis ball just now was perfectly placed next to the first tennis ball.

The only difference is that it needs to be embedded deeper than the first one.

and......

They broke the net on the racket!?

Is this even human?!

If that tennis ball had shifted just a few centimeters more...

No one dared to imagine what a bloody scene it must have been.

"me..."

Yumiko Miura's body was trembling, and she wanted to say the word "I give up".

However, when she saw Yohoshi standing opposite her, and Yui Yuigahama beside her, she simply couldn't bring herself to say those two words.

Give up?

Miura Yumiko's proud pride wouldn't allow her to do that.

Hina Amano, who was watching from the sidelines, had a puzzled look on her face after witnessing the last round.

"Since Yohoshi-san said that every ball would be aimed at the opponent's body, why not just hit the ball back from the beginning? Instead, you let Yui-hama-san play several rounds first?"

"It's very simple."

Of everyone present, only Yukino Yukinoshita understood the intention behind Yohoshi's actions.

"He's putting pressure on the other person."

"Apply pressure?"

"Yes."

Yukino nodded slightly and explained calmly.

"Amano-kun, you can imagine if he used that move in the first round of every match, then the opponent would be mentally prepared."

"But if we let Yuihama play a normal game first, and then, when the opponent gradually gets used to this rhythm, suddenly hit such a dangerous shot again."

"It is clear that the second method is the most nerve-wracking and frightening."

Just as Yukinoshita Yukino said.

What people fear most is actually the unknown that they cannot control.

It's like a death row inmate. If you tell him the exact date of his execution, he'll feel relaxed and at ease as that day approaches.

But what if, over the next ninety days, a date was randomly chosen for the execution...?

So, this death row inmate will spend the most fearful ninety days of his life, living in constant anxiety and dread of death.

In the end, he would even beg for the execution to be carried out as soon as possible.

The same principle applies to Night Star's approach.

Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't believe that the opponent had really missed that shot.

This is clearly putting pressure on Yumiko Miura.

By showing the tennis ball embedded in the fence and the broken tennis racket on the net, Miura Yumiko was allowed to imagine for herself how amazing the force of that ball was.

Then Miura Yumiko would unconsciously think about how serious the consequences would be if that ball had hit her body or face.

Judging from the trembling of the other person's body and the expression on their face, it was quite obvious.

The pressure has reached a point where it's already high.

Yukino Yukinoshita herself was not good at this method, but she was very familiar with it.

Because her older sister, Yang Nai, often used similar tactics in negotiations to gradually break down her opponent's psychological defenses.

"Do you want to continue?"

Faced with Yoru's smiling question and seeing him casually swing his tennis racket, Miura Yumiko's mental fortitude finally reached its limit.

She slumped to the ground, her delicate face lowered, her head, which had always been held high with pride, finally bowed down.