My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level.

But all of this was completely overturned by Mizuki after the showdown with Shibukawa.

Their opponent is only ranked third in Yamabuki. While Yamabuki can barely be considered a strong team in the Tokyo Grand Prix, they are no match for them in the Kanto region.

After careful analysis, Mizuki lost confidence in leading St. Rudolf to the national tournament.

of course.

More importantly, it's the ideas that Shechuan has expressed.

Beneath that seemingly ordinary and introverted exterior lay an ambition to dominate the entire nation. And today, seeing that person again, with a changed face and an even more aggressive aura, only strengthened Guan Yue's confidence.

But at the same time.

This also piqued Mizuki's interest in the potential internal power struggles within the Yamabuki clan. As for the disheveled-haired Yamabuki vice-captain in front of him, to be honest, Mizuki wasn't particularly interested.

"Let's go."

Shibukawa stood up, picked up his tennis bag with one hand, and smiled at the boy in front of him: "Since you have kept your promise, I will naturally not let you down."

After he finished speaking, the two of them headed to the tennis club together.

"Agreement?"

Nan, who was following behind them, looked at Shechuan's back with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

The conversation between the two was very informative.

However, after careful recollection, he couldn't find any information about this new classmate named Mizuki. No team had him in either the Metropolitan Tournament or the Kanto Tournament.

"Could it be from the Kansai or Kyushu region?"

"He's not from Kansai, his accent is wrong."

"That being said, he must be no ordinary person to have gained Shibukawa's approval."

As the vice minister, Nan was calm and composed, and even if he was curious, he wouldn't ask questions casually. Besides, he also wanted to see what Shibukawa meant by not disappointing the other party.

...

Yamabuki Tennis Club.

During the club activity, everyone except the sick members arrived one after another.

Although the team leader has changed, Shibukawa is equally strict and a very serious person. Coupled with his exemplary conduct, which is no less than Uesugi's, the team members generally respect him.

So.

Although Shechuan did not list any strict rules, the atmosphere within the team was still quite serious.

Yuta, who joined the tennis club under Muromachi's guidance, immediately sensed the serious atmosphere. Everyone was engaged in different training sessions in their respective positions.

Even without anyone directing them, the first-year students were meticulous and highly focused when practicing their swings.

"Is this Yamabuki's style?"

Yuta felt a chill in his heart.

At Seigaku, the team atmosphere was serious, but communication between players was relatively casual. At Sarujima, however, the coach focused more on the more talented players, and the team's training was largely hands-off.

"It seems that Minister Uesugi is indeed no ordinary person."

Yuta muttered to himself.

"What are you saying in your gibberish?"

Muromachi turned to look at Yuta, then patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous. Yamabuki may seem strict, but there aren't actually that many rules. You're a newcomer and haven't submitted your application yet, so don't be intimidated. Just think of it as a visit."

Yuta has a simple personality and a unique understanding of tennis. During their conversation that morning, Muromachi felt that Yuta was someone she could befriend.

Now that he's on his own turf, Muromachi wants to show off a bit and let the other side see his connections in the tennis club.

"This is the activity area for first-grade students. They usually practice swinging their rackets, and of course, they are also responsible for picking up the balls."

After Muromachi finished speaking, Yuta frowned slightly.

This rule is no different from Seigaku's. He subconsciously asked, "At Yamabuki, first-year students can't become regulars before summer either?"

"what?"

Muromachi paused for a moment upon hearing this, then looked the other person up and down before smiling and saying, "I didn't realize you were so confident in your abilities."

"What do you mean?"

"Well..."

Seeing that the other person didn't seem like someone with complicated thoughts, Muromachi didn't keep him in suspense and immediately smiled, "There are indeed some unwritten rules. However, since they are unspoken rules, naturally some people will break them."

"Nominally, first-year students cannot be regulars before summer, but that depends on the individual."

At this point, he glanced at an orange-haired figure warming up in the corner and said, "Look, that's the guy who participated in last year's tournament as a regular member of the Yamabuki team."

"That's... Sengoku-senpai?"

Yuta glanced at him and immediately recognized the other person's identity.

Sengoku Kiyosumi.

Yamabuki's most famous genius.

He's only a second-year student but already has Kanto-level skills. However, he's not very lucky; he ran into Tezuka, the vice-captain of Seigaku, during the Metropolitan Tournament.

Yuta was at the stadium for that match.

Tezuka's performance was flawless, and Sengoku was ruthlessly defeated without even winning a single game.

That match was when Yuta truly realized the strength of Seigaku's top players. However, what he was actually more looking forward to was seeing who was stronger, his older brother, who was known as Seigaku's genius, or Sengoku, the genius of Yamabuki.

After a pause, looking at Sengoku who was making serious preparations, Yuta said with admiration, "As expected of Sengoku-senpai, even though he is so strong, he is still so strict with himself."

In his view, perhaps only someone who is so strict with himself can become the face of Yamabuki.

"Him? Strict?"

Muromachi, standing to the side, shook his head as if he'd heard a joke. However, he was still somewhat afraid of Sengoku and didn't expose the other's pretense.

and.

Although yesterday afternoon, after Shibukawa became the main player, he directly challenged everyone in Yamabuki, but Sengoku did not accept the challenge. Many people were somewhat disappointed in him.

But Muromachi keenly sensed that the situation was not so simple.

Given Sengoku's personality, he would absolutely not back down in this situation. Unless he has no interest in the ministerial position, or in Shibukawa's challenge.

The problem is, starting yesterday, Sengoku changed his usual carefree and unrestrained style. Not only did he unusually refrain from going out to chat up girls, but he also began training seriously.

This is very unusual.

If one didn't know that the person was Sengoku, one would probably think that he was just another Shibukawa.

When he thought of Shibukawa, a subtle glint flashed in Muromachi's eyes.

Besides tennis, his favorite things to do are playing online games and browsing various forums. However, last night when he got home, he came across a very interesting post while browsing the tennis forum in the Tokyo local sports section.

Although the poster didn't include any photos, their description was quite detailed. They claimed that two members of the Yamabuki Tennis Club were playing at a nearby street tennis court, and that the scene was quite exciting.

And below that post, there were many voices agreeing, as if they had witnessed it firsthand.

Considering Sengoku's unusual behavior, Muromachi had reason to suspect that the two people were Shibukawa and Sengoku, and that the latter had most likely lost the match.

"If that's really the case, then our new minister's power is probably even more terrifying than others think!"

"The new minister?"

Yuta, who was standing nearby, frowned after hearing Muromachi's mutterings: "Muromachi-kun, what are you saying?"

"I......"

Muromachi was about to speak when he saw several figures walking towards the entrance of the tennis club.

"coming!"

When he saw the imposing black-haired youth leading the group, his expression immediately became serious.

"Who?"

Yuta turned his head to look.

Muromachi then said in a serious tone, "The strongest person in Yamabuki has arrived."

Is Yamabuki the strongest?

Yuta immediately perked up.

But when he saw the person's face, he subconsciously frowned.

Who is this person?

He couldn't find the corresponding person in his mind. If he remembered correctly, Uesugi Kenichi, the captain of Yamabuki, didn't look like this, did he?

and also.

Where did that senior from Shibukawa who recruited him to Yamabuki go?

Rumor has it that the other party is a legendary figure in the Yamabuki Tennis Club.

"Wait, that looks like... Senior Mizuki?"

Yuta's eyes lit up when he saw Mizuki walking in second place. He was especially delighted to see that she was wearing the Yamabuki school uniform.

The other party did indeed fulfill its agreement with Shechuan.

That way, he wouldn't be completely alone. At least, there would be someone on the team who could speak up for him.

"The atmosphere in Yamabuki's tennis club is a bit special."

Meanwhile, Mizuki, who was following behind Shibukawa, kept looking around.

As a data-driven individual, his professional habits make him prefer to focus on details, observing and analyzing specific situations from seemingly insignificant aspects.

In his view, the atmosphere at Yamabuki was far superior to that at St. Rudolph.

However, this was within his expectations.

After all, Yamabuki was a top four finalist in the Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament, while St. Rudolf didn't even make it to the round of 16 this year and was just a fringe player. It's perfectly normal for Yamabuki to be strong.

If she hadn't transferred to Yamabuki, Mizuki was confident that she could have changed St. Rudolph's training model and used a more scientific approach to build a formidable team.

Now that he's in Yamabuki, he has a higher starting point, making it easier for him to reach the national tournament. Given the opportunity, it's not impossible for him to compete for a top spot.

of course.

The main problem now is how he can gain the qualification to participate in the development of the Yamabuki training plan. Given Shibukawa's current influence, it will probably be difficult for him to persuade those who truly hold power within Yamabuki.

However, Mizuki was not in a hurry.

On the contrary, he was completely watching with a "let's see what happens" attitude. He just didn't know how Shibukawa would try to secure the ministerial position.

Uesugi will eventually graduate.

As for the position of captain of the Yamabuki Tennis Club, Shibukawa's strongest competitors are Sengoku and Minami. If things proceed as planned, it will take Shibukawa at least a month to gain Uesugi's approval, according to Mizuki's estimate.

For Mizuki, a month can feel both long and short. But in any case, it's better than the situation in St. Rudolph.

He was at least not confident that he could give St. Rudolf the roster it has today within a month.

At least one national-level doubles team.

Including Mizuki, there will be at least three players of Kanto or even national caliber next year. If all goes well, Yamabuki could potentially become a top-tier national team next year.

If there were more time, Guan Yue would be even more confident in competing for a spot in the top eight nationwide.

"If this guy is willing to lower himself and ask me for help, I wouldn't mind giving him some advice."

Thinking of this, Mizuki glanced at the imposing black-haired boy in front of him. With his elite tennis training in France, he could certainly advise Shibukawa on how to gain the favor of the coach and captain more quickly.

"Ok?"

At this time.

As if realizing something, Mizuki raised her eyebrows slightly.

Very strange.

He couldn't find Captain Kenichi Uesugi in the tennis club. Logically speaking, if the captain wasn't there, and no one was maintaining order, the training atmosphere in the tennis club couldn't be this good.

and.

Guan Yue's gaze quickly settled on the orange-haired boy in the corner who was earnestly practicing his swing.