Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 132 No one can refuse the opportunity to make a warrior lose face!

After saying this.

Echizen Nanjiro's gaze towards Kitagawa also changed again.

“It’s amazing!”

"Whether it's talent, ball sense, or talent."

"Even I have the idea of ​​training this little guy."

"Just how much effort did the old man in the knitted hat put into this little guy?"

My heart is full of emotion.

It even looks more and more pleasing to the eye.

"call......"

"Junior Beichuan."

"honestly."

"If I had met you before you entered junior high school."

"I will definitely invite you to Hyotei Academy."

After coming back to his senses, Ochi Moonlight spoke to Kitagawa very seriously.

"But Bingdi may not be suitable for me."

"He's more suitable now."

Beichuan smiled after completing the swing.

The words fell.

"Right."

“Birds of a feather flock together.”

"Atobe entered Hyotei, and Kitagawa entered Rikkai University. Perhaps this was fate's plan."

Ochi Moonlight also agreed with Kitagawa's answer.

After a pause, his eyes drifted to Echizen Nanjiro.

"If Junior Beichuan has nothing else to do."

"Then this match ends here."

"I want to finish watching the monk eating candy quickly, and then go to the Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly."

"If it's too late to go back."

"I don't think Maori and I will have an easy time."

For the first time ever, Yuezhi Yueguang spoke a few more words.

Apparently, Mifune Nyudo's "reputation" is not limited to Heart's Cliff, even the players in the Neon U-17 training camp have heard of it.

"..."

"No, why do you, a tall guy like you, want to watch me eat that candy?"

Echizen Nanjiro felt so frustrated.

Even at this moment, he began to recall how he had offended the other party.

"Because it's so memorable to witness a samurai's defeat."

With a smile that was not particularly pretty, Ochi Moonlight said softly.

All of a sudden.

"Sure enough, my dislike for journalists and interviews was a pretty good choice."

Echizen Nanjiro became as depressed as a deflated ball.

Because he remembered that Inoue Mamoru and Shiba Saori had come to deliver the special issue of "Tennis Monthly" and pass on a message.

"It seems like you, Uncle Monk, can't help but eat this candy~"

Although he was surprised that Ochi Gekko recognized Echizen Nanjiro.

But when Kitagawa looked at Echizen Nanjiro's expression, he really could hardly hold back his laughter.

"Come on then."

"I want to see how bad your candy tastes, little brat."

Seeing that the situation had become a foregone conclusion, Echizen Nanjiro stopped talking.

The so-called long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

The best way is to eat it as soon as possible and get away.

He didn't want Beichuan to cause him any more trouble.

"Don't spit it out."

"otherwise."

"It would be embarrassing~"

Slightly suppressing the smile on his face, Kitagawa placed the candy in Echizen Nanjiro's palm.

"Cut~!"

"I'm going to throw up...?"

As he spoke, Echizen Nanjiro tore open the wrapping paper and put the candy into his mouth.

Just a moment of contact.

His face immediately twisted up.

A bitterness that goes straight to the depths of the soul immediately swept over the taste buds.

Then came the burning spiciness like a devil pepper.

And spread to the whole body.

And in this bitter and spicy taste, sourness, saltiness, astringency, sweetness, numbness, etc. appear all at once like a cosmic explosion.

Every second that passes.

Echizen Nanjiro's tears and snot started to flow.

The whole person was in agony.

It can be said.

In that one second, he experienced all the flavors that his taste buds and oral mucosa could sense.

There is even a kind of physical despair.

"Gulu~!"

No hesitation at all.

Echizen Nanjiro swallowed it directly and swiftly.

"Who on earth would make such an inhumane candy?!"

“It’s so spicy, so bitter, so smelly, so painful…”

His hands kept fanning the sides of his extended tongue.

The water drifts down with the wind.

Then, sweating profusely, he ran towards the beverage vending machine.

And left behind the lingering sound of wailing.

"Is it... that exaggerated?"

Ochi Gekko was also truly horrified by Echizen Nanjiro's performance.

He swallowed and asked Beichuan in confusion.

"Senior Ochi, why don't you try it yourself?"

"I have plenty of them."

While talking.

Beichuan took out two more from his pocket.

He ate one directly and handed the other one to the other person.

"No..."

"I'm going to the stadium first."

Seeing that Kitagawa had not changed at all, Ochi Moonlight decisively refused.

He didn't want to try it.

What if he ends up like Echizen Nanjiro?

But it's really uncomfortable.

After saying that, Ochi Moonlight quickly walked towards the arena.

It seemed as if he was worried that Beichuan would be enthusiastic and give him one.

"That's what happens when a sick person eats it."

"Well, the more serious the disease, the more terrible the taste."

"After all, bitter medicine is good for the disease~"

Look at each other's back.

Beichuan spread his hands and said with a chuckle.

To tell the truth.

In fact, even he didn't dare to imagine what kind of despair Echizen Nanjiro felt.

"Huh......"

Just a little fantasy.

Beichuan also shuddered.

Then he didn't waste any more time here and walked towards the stadium.

As for the playing field.

At this moment.

The doubles match 2 and doubles match 1 also ended one after another.

Seishun Gakuen vs. St. Rudolph, the current score is 2-0.

Hyotei Academy vs. Yamabuki Junior High School, the current score is 1-1.

A corner of the auditorium.

"Compared to last year, this year's Seigakuen doubles team can be said to be completely transformed."

“But it’s still a big improvement.”

"As for Yamabuki Junior High School and Hyotei Academy, they're pretty evenly matched in doubles."

"However, Yamabuki Junior High's strength lies in doubles, which means their weakness lies in singles."

"It looks like there's a high probability that Hyotei will be competing against Seishun Gakuen."

A man with long brown hair, wearing a blue shirt and a white suit, sat with one leg crossed, talking on the phone in one hand, and looking at the scene with an expressionless face.

He is Yukio Kurobe, one of the head coaches of the Neon U-17 training camp.

"This side of Kansai is a bit more interesting than in previous years."

"By the way, how's the situation at the Kanagawa Prefecture tournament?"

At this moment.

Saito Shi's voice came from the phone.

“I cleared the level in less than an hour.”

"I'm currently watching the match at the Tokyo Metropolitan Games Ariake Tennis Park."

Kurobe Yukio spoke softly after taking a look at the group of people from Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School not far away.