My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

"I'll remember! I'll remember! I, Yoshikawa Minoru, will remember! Please, let me go!!!"

Huang Mao Jichuan was afraid that the fierce god in front of him would strike him again, so he quickly shouted loudly.

"See that trash can over there?"

Shibukawa ignored him, released the other man's collar, patted the blond-haired Yoshikawa's face, and pointed to a trash can about 20 meters away.

"Look, I see it!"

Although Yoshikawa didn't know what the other person was going to do, he quickly raised his voice, thinking about the person's unpredictable personality.

call!

immediately.

Suddenly, the black-haired boy next to him tossed the tennis ball into the air. Before Yoshikawa could react, the boy half-jumped up and smashed the ball down with lightning speed.

A loud bang.

The tennis ball shot out like a cannonball.

Then, to the incredulous gaze of the blond-haired Yoshikawa, the tennis ball slammed into a distant trash can, denting it with a loud thud.

In the darkness, the sparks from the violent collision scattered everywhere, causing Yoshikawa to instinctively swallow.

"If there's a next time, this will be your fate!"

Shibukawa said coldly, then slung his tennis bag over his shoulder, took the hand of Yumi who was also looking dazed, and left.

Yellow-haired Yoshikawa stood there blankly for a long time until the men who had been knocked unconscious by Akutsu made a sound, which brought him back to his senses.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

The group rubbed the spots where Akutsu had hit them, wincing in pain.

Yoshikawa ignored them and ran towards the distant trash can as if possessed. Upon getting closer, he saw the dent on the top of the oval trash can and his heart skipped a beat.

Then.

He reached in, trying to get the tennis ball out, only to find that it seemed to be stuck to the trash can, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it out.

Seeing the puzzled looks on his subordinates' faces, he took a deep breath and said solemnly, "From today onwards, this area is off-limits to us. Also, don't provoke that woman again."

He was quite certain that if he dared to cross the line, that cold-eyed guy would definitely attack without hesitation.

Even though he didn't know how the other party did it, he knew very well that it was a dangerous entity that he absolutely could not provoke.

...

Not long after.

Shibukawa and Yumi returned home.

After putting his tennis bag back in his room, Shibukawa went to the living room. Looking at his mother, who still seemed stunned, he said, "Aren't you going to ask me any questions?"

There's no need for that.

Yumi snapped out of her daze. Although her eyes still shone with disbelief as she looked at Shibukawa, her expression calmed down.

“You have the blood of the Kimishima family flowing through your veins, and you are meant to be this way.”

Kimijima family?

Shibukawa raised an eyebrow; this time, it was he who was shocked.

“If it were the old Xiao Xin, I definitely wouldn’t have told anyone about this.”

Looking at her son, who had undergone a complete transformation and whose demeanor had changed drastically, Yumi smiled and said, "But now you are fully aware of your origins."

Shibukawa remained silent, simply gazing at the other woman. Yumi then slowly began to speak, recounting her past.

Before marrying Shibukawa's father, her surname was Kimishima, and she was the daughter of Kohei Kimishima, a tennis legend who was famous in the Japanese tennis world decades ago.

Kimishima's family has been active in the Japanese tennis world since the generation of his great-grandfather Shibukawa.

By his grandfather's generation, his skills had reached even greater heights, making him a household name in Japanese professional tennis. Unfortunately, his professional career was short-lived; after an injury, his physical condition declined significantly, and he soon chose to retire.

But Kohei Kimishima was not satisfied, so he poured his heart and soul into the next generation.

Shibukawa's mother, Kimishima Yumi, had average talent, while her brother, although talented, wasn't interested in becoming a professional player.

Conversely, his uncle, whom he had never met, preferred to study tactics. In the end, he didn't become a professional player, but instead became a very successful tennis coach.

Before Yumi Kimishima eloped with Shibukawa's father, he was already active in Europe.

"My father was very angry when he learned that my brother had not chosen to play professionally but had become a coach. However..."

At this point, Yumi paused for a moment, then continued, "Before my brother went to Europe, he and my sister-in-law had a son, who is your cousin, Yuto."

Yu Dou?

Kimishima Ikuto?!

Even with Shibukawa's current mindset, he was still taken aback. He hadn't expected that he was actually the cousin of Kimishima Ikuto, who was ranked No. 7 in the original work.

really.

Yumi continued, "Ikuto has great talent. Although his father was very angry, he quickly focused his energy on Ikuto's tennis training."

"only."

"I left later, and more than ten years have passed since then. I still don't know how that child's tennis training is going."

She sighed at the end.

Deep down, Yumi didn't regret marrying Shibukawa's father. But ultimately, she still wanted to go back and see her aging parents.

Unfortunately, she no longer has the face to appear before them.

If it weren't for Shibukawa's impressive tennis skills, she wouldn't have brought up this matter that had been buried in her heart for 13 years.

"Little letter."

Taking a deep breath, Yumi raised her head, looked at the boy in front of her, and said seriously, "What do you really think about tennis?"

"Some things are still too far away for me right now."

Shibukawa shook his head and said, "I've only just started learning to play tennis, so we'll talk about the future later. But I'll do my best."

Yumi felt a pang of sadness upon hearing the first part of the sentence, but the next sentence brought her back to her senses.

Yes.

Her son's tennis skills are indeed just beginning. Professional tennis is definitely a long way off.

Even if she were to return to her former home, she absolutely could not rely on her son. That would make her a terrible mother.

"it is good."

Thinking of this, Yumi nodded and smiled gently, "Go ahead and do what you're doing. Mom will fully support you."

"Thank you."

Shechuan nodded in response.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, Yumi's words rang out again: "If you encounter anything unpleasant at school, tell your mother when you get home. Don't keep everything bottled up inside."

"it is good."

Shechuan smiled and nodded at her before returning to her room.

Although their relationship was still somewhat strained, it was beginning to warm up. Yumi secretly resolved to spend more time paying attention to him outside of her daily work.

As Shechuan's mother, she didn't want to miss out on her son's growth any longer.

...

the other side.

Akutsu returned home and went to his room without saying a word. When he lay down on the bed, he didn't fall asleep immediately as usual.

At this moment, what flashed through his mind were those three tennis balls that Shibukawa had hit with bullet-like precision.

"So, that's what real tennis is like?"

Akutsu's heart remained unsettled for a long time.

He hadn't realized how superficial his understanding of tennis had been. What intrigued him even more was what had happened to Shibukawa that had transformed him from a timid and submissive figure into someone who now even seemed somewhat dangerous to him.

That night.

Akutsu thought about many things, and he fell asleep without realizing it. But in his mind, the three precise and fierce tennis balls, like bullets, kept replaying.

the next day.

Afternoon club activities.

Akutsu found himself near the tennis club by some strange twist of fate.

When he came to his senses and prepared to leave, a figure blocked his way. It was none other than the old man who always wore that annoying smile.

"How is Akutsu?"

Banta, with his hands behind his back, looked at the boy in front of him with a smile: "What's your decision? I think with your talent, you will definitely be able to forge an unprecedented path in tennis in the future."

He's making empty promises, trying to persuade the other party with a beautiful vision.

"Hey, old man."

Just as Banta braced himself for rejection and was about to use a final provocation, the pale, sickly-looking boy in front of him, unlike before, stared intently at him.

"what happened?"

Banda's heart skipped a beat at the other person's gaze.

It's only because he's over seventy that his composure is far beyond that of ordinary people; otherwise, he might have really lost his composure in front of the other party.

"I'd be happy to join the tennis club."

Looking at Banta, Akutsu said in a deep voice, "But I have one condition..."

Chapter 61 Entry Requirements: I want to fight Shibukawa!

"I have only one condition."

Looking at the composed Banta in front of him, Akutsu said in a deep voice, "I want to play a match against Shin Shibukawa from your tennis club!"

That's right.

These are Akutsu's conditions.

Last night, the image of Shibukawa defeating the blond-haired Yoshikawa with tennis balls lingered in his mind, like a nightmare.

That's why, during club activities, he inexplicably ended up near the tennis club.

Shibukawa's use of tennis overturned Akutsu's previous understanding. At the same time, it also made him develop a strong curiosity about this sport that he had previously looked down upon.

Faced with Banta's renewed recruitment, he finally couldn't help but reveal his purpose.

"Fight Shibukawa?"

Banta remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was taken aback. He instinctively thought that Akutsu was using the challenge against Shibukawa as an excuse; if Akutsu defeated Shibukawa, Banta would have no reason to let him join the tennis club again.

To paraphrase Akutsu's own words, he had always looked down on tennis. If even the strongest player, Shibukawa, couldn't beat him, then tennis held no appeal for Akutsu.

However, Banta actually misunderstood the other party's thoughts.

Akutsu simply wanted to challenge Shibukawa and play a match against him on the tennis court to test whether his understanding of tennis over the years was right or wrong.

In the past, Banta would have agreed without hesitation. Regardless of the final outcome, Shibukawa's identity alone wouldn't give Akutsu any excuse.

Who knows, the other person might develop an interest in tennis and join the tennis club regardless of the outcome.

The problem is that Shibukawa is now the captain of the tennis club. This change in status makes Banta hesitant to gamble.

It's good that Shechuan won.

If they lose, it's a minor issue if Akutsuka doesn't join the tennis club. The hard-won unity might be shaken, and Shibukawa's prestige would plummet.

This is not a good outcome for Yamabuki, which is currently experiencing rapid growth.

"I'll think about it."

Banda paused for a moment before speaking, "It concerns the tennis club captain, and I must respect his choice."