Saeki Muneyoshi and the Pirate (New Year's Eve Blessings, Family Well-Being)

"Ah... Get back!"

Bam!

Oni Jūjirō refused to give up. Gritting his teeth, he endured the mental shock of having his Asura Path cut down and blocked another one of Muneyoshi's attacks with just two gut strings.

The pressure from the turbulent air currents sent his fiery red hair flying even more wildly.

Thud!

A dark ring of energy burst from his hand, and the tennis ball was forced back once more by Oni.

Suddenly, just as Oni Jūjirō let out a slight breath of relief,

Muneyoshi's cool voice sounded beside his ear.

"Senior Oni, I remember you once criticizing me for using Byōdōin's moves. So this time, I'll use one of your own to finish you off! It's over."

"What?"

Oni Jūjirō knitted his brows and looked across the court.

Muneyoshi's feet, surging forward, planted down together in an instant. Then his center of gravity began to rise and fall.

Muneyoshi's Asura Path contracted in an instant, and his entire body seemed to ignite in blazing flames.

His perfectly tempered physique began to show its power. Muneyoshi drove off his right toes and stepped forward, lifting his left leg.

His entire body sprang upward with the force, both hands gripping the racket. He drew it slightly back, lowering his elbow by a few centimeters.

He leaned slightly, his entire center of gravity pressing into his wrist, then swung fiercely at the tennis ball still hanging in the air.

"Black Tomahawk!!"

Bang!

Black-and-gold waves of energy enveloped the ball. A dazzling flash of an axe appeared before everyone's eyes, cleaving toward Oni Jūjirō's side of the court.

After crossing the net, the black-and-gold colors split apart. Amid the dust, the ball turned into two beams of light and crashed down on either side of the court.

"Game, Saeki Muneyoshi, 7-5!"