Prince of Tennis Fraudster

Thus, in this sweltering heat, the Rikkai team began their hellish training. Those who failed to meet the standards received 'rewards' of three different sizes: small, medium, and large, according to the established criteria.

From then on, at least on the surface, no one dared to disrespect Niou anymore. And people began to give Niou various nicknames with different connotations: Smiling Tiger, Cunning Fox, Fierce Wolf.

boom!

"Match over! Marui wins, score 7-5!"

"Phew... I can't take it anymore!"

Marui, having won the match, let out a long sigh of relief. He glanced at Kirihara, whose face was as pale as paper, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief as well.

"Akaya!"

On the other side, Yanagi raised a large glass of bright red liquid and handed it to Kirihara. Kirihara took the glass, swallowed hard, and then looked at Yanagi with an innocent expression, saying, "Yanagi-senpai, I..."

"Drink it all!" Before Liu could speak, Renwang's cold voice came from the side.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Kirihara suppressed a violent feeling of nausea and downed the glass in one gulp.

goo-dong... goo-dong...

Seeing Kirihara's expression, Marui and the others' lips twitched. Then, their eyes widened suddenly.

bump!

The plastic cup crashed to the ground, and Kirihara collapsed as if his shoulder had dislocated, his eyes rolling back like a dead fish, foaming at the mouth as he passed out.

"Gudu..."

Seeing this, all the regulars secretly swallowed hard. Renou waved his hand, signaling to the first-year students, "Drag him away!"

Sizzle... Sizzle...

Kirihara was dragged like a dead pig and thrown into the pile of people who had been punished and were unconscious.

Marui said sympathetically: "It's so miserable..."

Yagyu nodded.

"Next match: Yagyu vs. Jackal!"

Swish!

Marui, who was drinking his water, suddenly felt a murderous aura emanating from the person next to him. He saw Yagyu, who was called a gentleman, push up his glasses and a cold smile curl up at the corner of his mouth.

He's turned evil!

Looking again at the jackal who was shakily standing up opposite him, Marui closed his eyes in pity: "Good luck to him..."

On the other side, Niou found a seat and watched the other players' matches.

The so-called Niou Juice was a reward he won in a lottery after accumulating 10,000 points.

Inui Juice Recipe: A purple item that records the unique sports drink brewed by Inui Sadaharu. Current proficiency level: lv2, 150/200.

To unlock new drinks, you need to accumulate a certain level of proficiency with this dry juice recipe. Nioh has only learned the green and red versions so far.

To be honest, he didn't like searching for insects in the grass, but since he had promised Yukimura, he had to do it. However, after the 'Niou Juice' came out, he gradually integrated into the group.

At least, the initial barrier between them had disappeared from his mind. And of the others, only a small minority were still talking about him.

"Nioh!"

Just then, Liu's voice came over. Niou looked up and saw Sanada walking over with a solemn expression.

The three of them gathered together, and Sanada spoke up: "The school notified me that I need to participate in the draw for the prefectural tournament tomorrow."

Liu nodded and said, "Understood, we will reduce the amount of training recently."

Sanada was in charge of discipline and administrative affairs, while Yanagi and Niou were responsible for developing training plans. The three worked together quite well, but the rift between Niou and Sanada remained unresolved.

Nodding, Niou left on his own. Sanada didn't say anything either, heading towards the locker room.

"Ugh……"

Seeing their attitudes, Liu couldn't help but sigh.

After training ended, Renou packed up his things in the locker room and was about to leave when he found a figure blocking his way.

"Kirihara?"

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Challenge [2/5, Please Subscribe!]

"What's up?"

Niou spoke calmly, his strength now far surpassing Kirihara's, unlike a month ago. Furthermore, as one of Yukimura's chosen three leaders, he had no need to be polite to Kirihara.

"Let's play a game tomorrow afternoon at that abandoned sports field next to Rikkai Affiliated Elementary School!"

Which one again?

Niou was slightly taken aback. Why did they all like to go there to resolve their private matters? After thinking about it, he guessed it was because of the secluded environment.

"it is good!"

He nodded and calmly walked past Kirihara. Only after Niou had gone far away did the latter realize what was happening.

"Uh……"

Looking at that retreating figure, Kirihara suddenly had a feeling that his challenge wouldn't go smoothly. But then he remembered the other person's 'identity' and how he had endured the taste of that drink for the past two weeks.

His resolve to fight Niou became unwavering once again.

The next day, afternoon.

Because it was the weekend, Niou's training took place at home.

"call……"

Emerging from the virtual space, Niou glanced at the time: 4:30. He took a shower, grabbed his racket, and went to the kindergarten to pick up his younger sister.

"Whee!"

Upon seeing Renwang standing at the school gate, Xia Shixiao grinned and skipped over, her ponytail swaying.

"Silly brother, I want to eat takoyaki today!"

"Forehead……"

Renwang's lips twitched, and he reached out to pinch her cheek, saying, "Didn't I tell you not to call me that in public?"

The little guy grinned, showing his white teeth: "Heh! Got it, you idiot Niou!"

"Well……"

Looking at his sister, who was beaming with joy, Niou shrugged helplessly, took Natsumi's hand, and bought her some takoyaki. The little girl happily ate it.

While eating, the little guy's bright eyes noticed the racket on Niou's body.

"Brother, are you still going to the competition?"

"Ok!"

"With whom?"

"An idiot."

"Huh?" Xia Shi exclaimed softly upon hearing this, then her small eyes crinkled into a smile: "Haha, isn't this just a competition between idiots!"

"Oh!"

Niou slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing why the original Niou loved playing pranks on people so much. He was constantly being driven to both amusement and frustration by this little guy, and with nowhere to vent his anger, he resorted to playing pranks on others.

He gave Xia Shi a cold glance and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk too much while you're eating!"

"slightly……"

The little guy stuck out his tongue, giving me a 'what can you do about it?' look. Finally, after promising to buy another serving of takoyaki when we got back, the little guy finally behaved himself.

The two walked into the deserted street, and the little guy pouted and said, "There's even a sports field in a place like this?"

When they arrived at the abandoned stadium and saw Kirihara in plain clothes, Natsumi's eyes lit up immediately: "Hey! You idiot older brother over there!"

"Forehead?"

Kirihara looked up and glanced in their direction: "Who is she talking about? She's not talking about me, is she?"

"Yes, that's right, it's you!"

With her little schoolbag on her back, Natsumi looked just like a playful elf, hopping and skipping over to Kirihara's side: "Silly brother, where's your kitten?"

Kirihara said coldly, "I didn't bring it."

"cut!"

The little guy pouted and said, "You're so awful to treat a little girl like that, boohoo..."

As she spoke, her lips trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"No, no!!"

Kirihara's expression changed drastically. He quickly said, "Little sister, it was my fault. I'll definitely bring it next time. Be good, don't cry, okay..."

"Hey!"

To everyone's surprise, the little guy's expression changed, and a sweet smile immediately spread across his face as he said, "Then it's a deal, silly brother!"

"Uh……"

Several black lines appeared above Qieyuan's head. He opened his mouth and said, "You..."

"Woo~"

But before he could even finish speaking, the little guy's face fell, and tears welled up in his eyes, threatening to spill over. He looked as if he, Kirihara, had committed some heinous crime.

"No, I'll definitely bring it!"

"it is good!"

The little guy suddenly laughed, ran up to Kirihara, and hooked his pinky with his: "Pinky promise, silly brother, you can't back out now!"

"puff……"

The pent-up anger in Kirihara's chest almost caused him internal injury... Looking at Natsumi, who had jumped to the side with a mischievous glint in her eye, he twitched his lips, but wisely remained silent.

Turning his head to look at Niou on the other side, Kirihara's eyes suddenly sharpened. His expression turned serious, and he raised an eyebrow, saying, "Since you're here, let's begin!"