My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level.

at this time.

Fuji walked to the spot where Yuta had been training, the change in the smash he had just made flashing through his mind. His narrowed eyes opened slightly, a glint of light in them.

As the second strongest member of Seigaku after Tezuka, Fuji's strength is undeniable. Known as the "Seigaku Genius," his vision is also unmatched.

Although it may only be a prototype, Fuji is not sure if his younger brother has unintentionally developed some kind of amazing ball skill.

"Shanbuki..."

Thinking about the changes in Yuta during this time, Fuji became even more curious about the current Yamabuki Tennis Club. Some time ago, he was delayed because of the Seigaku internal selection tournament. Later, seeing that Yuta's life was back on track and his training was going well, he gave up the idea of ​​visiting Yamabuki.

But now, he suddenly felt a strong curiosity about the team that had been defeated by Seigaku in the tournament this year.

Given his personality, he would never normally visit other teams. But since it concerns his younger brother, he, as the older brother, had no choice but to make an exception.

...

The next day.

weekend.

Fujiya.

Before eight o'clock, Yuta packed his things and excitedly headed towards Yamabuki.

"This child is already in junior high school, and he's still so impatient."

The mother walked to the entrance, straightened the shoes the boy had kicked off in his haste to leave, looked up in the direction he had gone, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's probably something urgent."

At that moment, Fuji, wearing a light blue jacket, walked over with a tennis bag slung over his side, clearly also preparing to play tennis.

"Moreover, I feel that Yuta has become much more composed and methodical in his work recently."

Fuji smiled as he changed his shoes, then bent down and patiently placed them in the shoe cabinet.

"Uh...maybe a little?"

The mother was not quite sure. In her eyes, Yuta, who was only 12 years old, was still just a child and had nothing to do with maturity.

but.

When her gaze fell on Fuji in front of her, a satisfied smile appeared on her face: "If he had half the composure of your older brother, I would be at ease."

Although the two brothers are only one year apart, in their mother's eyes, Yuta is still a child who never grows up, while Fuji has become a down-to-earth and calm person.

"I am leaving."

Hearing his mother's nagging, Fuji smiled but didn't say anything. He greeted her and walked outside, but instead of heading towards Seigaku, he went in the direction Yuuta had left in.

the other side.

Near Shechuan Family Apartment.

Yumi didn't go to the bakery today; instead, she met up with her best friend, Yuki. The two had discussed going to Yamabuki a few days ago.

Yumi also wanted to know what Shibukawa's school life was like, especially his training in the tennis club.

Yuki's thinking was simpler. Although the teacher praised Akutsu's performance over the phone, seeing is believing.

She wanted to personally confirm whether the news that Akutsu had joined the tennis club and was 'turning over a new leaf' and practicing was true.

soon.

The two arrived at an intersection near Yamabuki.

They walked and chatted, from their children's studies to tennis. They also talked about the changes in Shibukawa and Akutsu, feeling not only gratified but also filled with curiosity.

Having never witnessed it firsthand, the two found it hard to believe that so many changes had occurred in Shibukawa and Akutsu in such a short time.

"Yumi-nee, look, that's the junior high school section of Yamabuki!"

As she crossed the intersection and saw the school building not far away, Yuki raised her right hand. Her left hand consequently lowered slightly, causing the bag she had been holding to her arm to slip down.

"Um......"

Yumi was about to answer.

A figure darted over with lightning speed and snatched the bag from Yuki's hand before the two could react.

"Successful!"

A thin man wearing a black hoodie and a red beanie pedaled hard on his skateboard, a smug smile on his lips.

In the blink of an eye, he had glided more than ten meters away on his skateboard. Only then did Yuki belatedly realize what was happening and let out a scream.

"Hmph!!"

After successfully robbing her, the robber just sneered: "What a stupid woman. I chose to do it when there were no people around the school on the weekend."

He's a repeat offender and had scouted the area before committing the crime. Usually, nobody passes by the Yamabuki gate at this time.

"Damn robber!"

Just then, a young man's angry shout rang out.

Then, with a loud 'thud,' a pale yellow tennis ball flew rapidly towards him, startling the skateboarder. Fortunately, his aim wasn't great, and he dodged it with a quick turn of his head.

"hateful!"

The young voice rang out again.

Yumi and Yuki looked in the direction of the sound and saw a dark-skinned boy wearing white-rimmed sunglasses tossing a tennis ball.

"Let's see how you hide this time!"

The boy, Muromachi, vigorously hit the tennis ball at the skateboarder.

pity.

In the blink of an eye, the opponent slid several meters away again, and Muromachi's tennis attack missed once more.

"Damn it! The moving target is still too difficult!"

Muromachi's face was grim.

He's been focusing on Akutsu's aggressive offense lately, barely spending time on ball control drills. He's barely managing spot-up shooting, but these moving targets are much more difficult and simply beyond his capabilities.

"Tch, I thought it was someone important, but it's just a little brat who hasn't even grown his first hair yet."

The skateboarder turned around and gave Muromachi a disdainful look.

Bang!

Just then, a sound of wind breaking rang out.

"Again?"

Hearing the direction from which the tennis ball came, the skateboarder was startled. But when he looked up and saw the tennis ball fly over his head, completely missing, a mocking smile immediately appeared on his lips.

Bang!

But to his surprise, the tennis ball that flew over his head hit the wall and bounced back, hitting him in the face with a smack.

Because the scooter was going too fast, and the tennis ball came too suddenly, the skateboarder's body tilted and he almost fell to the ground.

"Luckily, I'm skilled, otherwise..."

But before he could celebrate for long, another tennis ball flew over. This time it hit his knee directly, and with a thud, the skateboarder completely lost his balance and fell to the ground due to the excessive inertia.

Before he could react, Muromachi rushed forward, grabbed his hand, and pinned him to the ground.

"Behave yourself!"

Muromachi said coldly.

He has been training very hard lately, and his muscles have basically taken shape. Although his strength is not as good as Shibukawa or Sengoku, it is more than enough to deal with a skinny skateboarder.

In fact, the other person was still a little dizzy from the hard fall, let alone being able to resist.

soon.

Yumi and Yuki ran over. The latter breathed a sigh of relief after getting her bag back, while the former took out her phone and called the police.

"By the way, who was that person just now...?"

After calling the police, Yumi finally realized what was happening. Yuki and Muromachi also looked around, but only saw a light blue figure walking into Yamabuki.

"Who exactly is that guy?"

Muromachi frowned.

He knew all too well the difficulty of the moving target. Not only did the opponent hit the skateboarder precisely, but they also used the wall's rebound to increase the difficulty to a whole new level.

In his memory, there were no more than four people in Yamabuki who possessed this skill.

Shibukawa, Sengoku, Mizuki, and former Minister Uesugi.

Although he hadn't seen the other person's face clearly, he was certain that it wasn't any of the four people.

"Could it be... someone from outside the school?"

Chapter 77 Fuji Syusuke

Shortly after, the police arrived and took the skateboarder who committed the robbery away. Yumi, Muromachi, and the other two were also taken to the police station, where they gave statements before being released.

"Thank you so much, classmate."

Upon leaving the police station, Yuki expressed her heartfelt gratitude.

Although the contents of the bag weren't worth much money in total, the loss was still significant for someone of her income level.

"It's nothing, it's just what I should do."

Muromachi awkwardly scratched his head. He, who was usually so arrogant in front of the first-year students in the Yamabuki Tennis Club, blushed shyly after being praised to his face.

"Oh, right."

Upon seeing where the other person had appeared and the equipment they were carrying, Yumi couldn't help but ask, "Are you a member of the Yamabuki Tennis Club?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Muromachi looked over with some surprise.

"Um, we'd like to visit the Yamabuki Tennis Club. Could you show us the way?"

"you?"

Muromachi frowned as he glanced at the two of them, his mind filled with doubt.

These two don't seem like they're from another school gathering intelligence, do they? They don't look like coaches, and they're not carrying reporter equipment. But Yamabuki isn't exactly an important place.

Muromachi racked his brains but couldn't figure out what Yamabuki had that was worth others' attention.

"and many more."

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he asked in surprise, "Are you students' parents?"

"Yes."

Yuki smiled and nodded: "I went to the Yamabuki Tennis Club to see how my son is doing."

"Uh."

Muromachi paused for a moment upon hearing this, and inwardly shook his head.

The training atmosphere within the Yamabuki Tennis Club has been excellent lately, and the players' skills have improved significantly. He believes some players may have also achieved remarkable results elsewhere, greatly satisfying their parents.

However, if parents excitedly rush to the tennis club hoping to show their friends how well their child is performing, they're probably mistaken.

At this moment, Muromachi only hoped that the two women in front of her wouldn't have too high expectations for their child. Otherwise, their disappointment would only be greater.

At this moment, Yumi spoke up: "Young man, your tennis skills must be quite good."

In her opinion, she probably wouldn't have dared to make a move so easily if she didn't have plenty of confidence in her own abilities. Although the other party didn't directly hit the skateboarder, the continuous attacks still had a certain psychological impact on him.

"Me? So-so."

Muromachi paused for a moment upon hearing this, then smiled confidently and said, "Although I can't compare to the team's starters, among my peers, I'm second to none."

As he spoke of this, Yuta's face appeared in his mind, and he felt somewhat uneasy.

However, since the other party wasn't there anyway, Muromachi didn't want to lose face in front of the students' parents, so he forced himself to finish what he said.

At this point, he noticed that the two of them didn't react, so he added, "Anyway, I'm only a freshman, I still have two years, I'll be able to make it sooner or later."