Reality Isn't a Novel (Extra Chapter for 900 Monthly Votes, Please Vote)

"Great, Senior Kaidoh scored the first point!"

Horio and the other first-years let out an excited cheer from the sidelines.

After their defeat in the previous doubles match, Seigaku desperately needed a win to lift their spirits.

The three of them were brimming with enthusiasm, eager to cheer Seigaku on.

Seeing Kaidoh Kaoru take the initiative—and score with his signature move, no less—had them all thrilled.

But after their initial excitement, the more levelheaded Katsuo asked with some unease, "Horio, is Senior Kaidoh really going to be okay? His opponent is Fudomine's ace..."

Horio was brimming with misplaced confidence. "Their so-called ace only plays doubles. He hasn't played many singles matches. You know, singles and doubles have different rules. Senior Kaidoh will be fine!"

Then the other member of their trio, Katsuo, piled on. "But you said the same thing when Senior Fuji took the lead last match, and in the end..."

Horio tried to defend himself. "Senior Fuji only lost by a little! Their vice-captain was really strong, too. It was close in the end!"

Katsuo piled on again. "Horio, I think you'd better not be so sure of yourself..."

The trio's argument on the sidelines had no effect on the match.

The rest of Seigaku weren't as optimistic as the three of them. They knew all too well how strong Keith was.

Keith returned to the baseline to serve.

He took a tennis ball from his pocket and bounced it lightly. A faint, watery-blue glow shimmered around his fingertips.

Thwack!

The ball was once again wrapped in a surging mass of air and shot straight from his racket.

Waves of air shuddered through the court as a blue glow landed precisely beside Kaidoh Kaoru's foot.

"This angle..."

Kaidoh Kaoru frowned.

With his wealth of match experience, Keith