My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level

The newcomer stood with his hands in his pockets, his tall and straight figure resembling a javelin held upright. His short, gray-white hair was styled in a spiky manner, and his arrogant gaze exuded a chilling indifference.

Akutsu Jin.

Second year of junior high school in Yamabuki.

Despite being only 13 years old, he is already a fearsome figure both inside and outside the school.

The most classic battle was last spring, when Akutsu had just entered the junior high school of Yamabuki. Because of his fierce and arrogant eyes, he was targeted by several third-year delinquents.

Those men stopped him on the spot, preparing to teach him a lesson in front of many people. At the same time, they also wanted to give the other newcomers a warning.

As a result, Akutsu easily dealt with the several tall, third-grade delinquents.

But the story doesn't end there.

Those people were not satisfied and brought a few friends to confront him, but they were stopped in time by community staff.

Since then, Akutsu has received a major demerit from the school for fighting and has also been severely criticized by his parents.

therefore.

When the most dangerous person in the entire Yamabuki district appeared, several delinquents who originally wanted to teach Shibukawa a lesson were immediately terrified and trembled, unable to speak coherently.

"Give it to me."

Akutsu walked slowly forward, hands in his pockets. His eyes, wide open at the corners, gleamed with a fierce, almost beast-like intensity, and casually swept over the thugs.

"What, do you want me to do it myself?"

Akutsu's voice wasn't loud, but his icy tone was like a thunderclap to the group, instantly making them tremble with fear.

"Here you go! I'll give it to you right away!!"

The blond-haired leader quickly returned the stolen items, and the group apologized repeatedly.

"Get lost."

Akutsu took the item and said calmly:

Immediately, the group agreed as if they had been granted a pardon. Without uttering a word, they made their escape as fast as they could.

Swish!

At this time.

Akutsu turned around and looked in the direction of Shibukawa.

Ok?

The latter's heart sank.

He knew very well just how terrifying this monster, whose physical talent in the original story was almost unparalleled, was. Especially considering the other party's arrogant personality and ruthless and vicious style.

If it were the same group of people as before, Shechuan would have focused on one person and attacked them relentlessly, hurting them badly. He probably could have intimidated them with his ferocity.

But Akutsu is different.

Facing this person, Shibukawa had absolutely no confidence. If he angered the other party, his fate today would likely be quite miserable.

Should we show weakness?

Shechuan rejected this idea almost immediately.

Even if he showed weakness, Akutsu might not let him off the hook.

Moreover, if he wants to achieve something in Yamabuki, Akutsu must join the team; once he shows weakness, it will be difficult to salvage his image.

Dry!

Never back down!

Thinking of this, Shibukawa gripped his racket tighter, his gaze becoming even more determined.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

...

however.

To his surprise, Akutsu didn't say a word until they passed each other.

Seeing this, Shibukawa did not hesitate and quickly left the area.

"interesting."

Just after he left, Akutsu, with his hands in his pockets, looked in the direction where his figure disappeared, a hint of surprise in his eyes: "This kid's eyes seem to be more than they appear."

"but."

He paused, shrugged, whistled, and muttered to himself, "I've done what the old woman asked. Now I should be able to have some peace and quiet."

Although somewhat surprised by the boy's reaction, Akutsu didn't take him seriously. If it weren't for that annoying old woman's constant requests, he wouldn't even be here.

the other side.

Even after leaving, Shibukawa was still somewhat shaken.

"Still too weak."

He felt the frailty of this body and sighed inwardly. If he had trained to a level that, let alone Sanada's, even Momoshiro from the original story wouldn't be so frustrated.

This strengthened his resolve to become stronger.

A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit.

Although he had gotten rid of the trouble, he was still very careful, fearing that the people from before might be unwilling to give up and might ambush him somewhere ahead.

In reality, Akutsu's intimidating presence was too strong. Those people fled almost without looking back, not daring to linger at all.

then.

Shibukawa returned safely to his home in an ordinary apartment in the working-class district of Kuwata-cho.

The original owner's background was not complicated.

His father died in a car accident when he was young, and his mother used the compensation money from the accident to open a bakery. After deducting expenses, they could barely make ends meet.

But after traveling through time, Shechuan knew very well how difficult this was for a single mother.

In the room, which is less than 60 square meters, there is only one old-fashioned sofa that has been washed until it is faded, and a small-screen plasma TV that is about ten years old.

In addition to the old-fashioned washing machine in the toilet and the new air conditioner in the original owner's room, there were no other large furniture or appliances.

Moreover, according to the original owner's memories, that new air conditioner was bought for him last summer when he was entering junior high school. He lied out of envy, saying that "the weather is too hot and it affects my study," and his mother bought it for him without hesitation.

As for the other person, they hesitate for a long time even when buying themselves a new piece of clothing.

"That damned motherly love..."

After putting down his schoolbag and tennis bag, Shibukawa saw the bento box and note on the table and couldn't help but sigh.

The original owner didn't understand.

But he knew very well that this seemingly simple bento box contained a heavy weight of love.

If he was somewhat confused when he first traveled through time, his goal is now much clearer.

We must play tennis!

And...we need to make a name for ourselves!

...

After dinner.

After briefly reviewing his second-year junior high school coursework, Shechuan changed into some light clothing and went downstairs for a night run.

Now that he has this cheat code, it would be a waste not to make good use of it. And his body is indeed too thin and weak, which puts him at a disadvantage compared to others. If he doesn't use the time others spend resting to train extra, how can he catch up with those geniuses?

soon.

After warming up, Shibukawa went for a night run around the streets near his apartment.

For him, running not only improves cardiovascular fitness but also helps to revitalize his body in a relatively gentle way.

Also.

Shechuan had other ideas for this night run.

Complete one basic run.

[Running experience +1]

Current running level Lv0 (6/10)

"They're here!"

After completing a 100-meter night run at a pace of 6 minutes per minute, a clear set of data emerged in Shechuan's mind.

Just as he expected.

The proficiency system is working again.

This allowed him to activate the second skill after [Swing].