The Art of Sensing Nature
However, in Oshitari's view, Momoshiro's opponent is himself.
If he sticks to his power-based tennis style, he might still have a chance of winning, but if it comes down to ball control, he'll only be able to beat himself.
While Oshitari pondering, he had already completely sealed off Momoshiro at the bottom line.
Then I quickly went online to gain the upper hand.
"Don't even think about trying to win by controlling the ball in front of me, Momoshiro."
After saying that, Oshitari's forehand smash suddenly changed.
A backhand swing produces a Slice Shot.
However, after finishing his Slice Shot, Oshitari didn't relax immediately, as if he was waiting for something.
As expected, Momoshiro rushed up and saved the ball.
I told you not to even dream about it.
Oshitari, who had been waiting in advance, swung his backhand again, and surprisingly hit a Lob Shot.
Momoshiro, who had just run from the backcourt to the net, saw that the ball had already passed him and turned back to the backcourt again.
With a swift run, Momoshiro once again saved the ball.
Everyone says you're too naive.
The devastating scene unfolded once again, with Oshitari standing still as he hit a short ball with his forehand.
"No... no, Atao is completely under control, the rhythm has been ruined."
"When it comes to a possession-based style of play, Oshitari still has the edge..."
Oishi and Fuji looked rather grim as they saw Momoshiro being tossed back and forth between the front and back fields.
"It's too early to expect a score!"
Despite having already run twice, Momoshiro still refused to give up when faced with another net shot.
His footwork didn't stop for a moment, but Oshitari's short ball was too tricky to handle, so Momoshiro had no choice but to dive out.
Finally, he hit the tennis ball back before it landed, but it turned into a Lob Shot.
"Lob Shot, that's definitely out of bounds."
Seeing that it was a Lob Shot at an extremely wide angle, Oshitari had no desire to defend.
The Seigaku players on the sidelines also felt that the ball was bound to go out of bounds, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"Aren't you going back to defend? You'll suffer for it."
Seeing that Oshitari hadn't made a move while lying on the ground, Momoshiro reminded him again.
Somewhat Oshitari, Shinobu immediately turned to look at the backcourt upon hearing Momoshiro's words, only to see that the tennis ball's trajectory hadn't changed at all; it was clearly a ball that would go out of bounds.
Suddenly, a gust of wind picked up on the field, and the ball, which should have gone out of bounds, was deflected by the wind.
At the very last moment after the ball hit the ground, it was blown into the field.
The tennis ball landed perfectly on the baseline, almost going out of bounds.
"Seigaku Momoshiro scores, score 1-0"
This change silenced not only the people of Hyotei, but also everyone at Seigaku.
"They were... blown back by the wind..."
"What bad luck! Don't mind my Oshitari!"
Before Mukahi could recover from the shock, Meido thought it was just a coincidence.
"It seems that Senpai Momoshiro is listening to others' opinions; his amazing insight has even risen to the point where he can perceive nature."
Horio already understood what was going on; Momoshiro was no longer the simple-minded person who played basketball with only passion.
Just as Horio predicted, Momoshiro continued to display the luck that Hyotei's players saw in him at the start of the second game.
With the help of the wind, they scored three more goals.
After the fourth goal, Oshitari continuously used ball control to move Momoshiro.
Sensing the moment Momoshiro lost his balance as he turned, Oshitari decisively increased his power, executing a forehand flat drive.
Momoshiro, struggling to maintain his balance, managed to return the ball, but it wasn't high enough, and the tennis ball hit the net.
The tennis ball, after being blocked by the net, bounces backward and gets further and further away from the net.
However, the wind picked up again at that moment, and the falling tennis ball cleared the net once more.
"Seigaku Momoshiro scores, score 2-0"
"Is it like this again..."
Bang...
"Seigaku Momoshiro scores, score 3-0"
After Momoshiro returned a forehand smash, a sudden strong wind appeared again.
The tennis ball, which should have flown straight to Oshitari's backhand, was abruptly deflected off its original trajectory, arcing across the court and scoring in Oshitari's right half.
"What's wrong with this guy...?"
Seeing that this had happened countless times, Oshitari's face fell.
"Impossible... It was clearly Oshitari was attacking, yet Momoshiro scored."
Meido voiced the doubts of everyone at Hyotei, and even Atobe couldn't figure it out.
"Wow, Atao is amazing!"
"By the time they realized what was happening, they were already leading by three points."
"But these three rounds couldn't have been just a matter of luck..."
"If I had to put it in a way, I'd say it's a feeling."
Momoshiro, who hadn't been practicing with the others since the Kanto Tournament, is now performing far beyond everyone's expectations.
"The most perfect explanation would be to call it a more evolved insight. Momoshiro- Senpai's insight was already very good; it must be that I underwent special training at some point."
"It seems that Momoshiro has been focusing more on sensory training lately than physical motor skills."
Horio's words caught Coach Ryuzaki's attention, prompting him to focus on strengthening his own strengths. For Momoshiro, this was undoubtedly a sign of greater maturity.
"Not bad, Momoshiro. He's willing to give up his beloved power tennis to explore a new direction."
"Attacks based on the opponent's psychology are what Oshitari excels at, but Momoshiro read all of Shinobu's psychological states, including his Oshitari, movements, breathing, and eye movements, and even took advantage of the wind."
"Now, Momoshiro's insight has been thoroughly analyzed in all aspects."
"So you've already seen through it, it's like a habit."
Atobe finally understood what was going on: Hyotei's strategist, who was skilled in planning, had been subdued by Momoshiro.
On the court, Momoshiro hit a Lob Shot with his backhand.
Seeing the opportunity, Oshitari jumped without thinking, ready to spike the ball.
"Damn... it hit the sun directly..."
But after jumping, he realized that the direction he was looking at when he saw the tennis ball was directly facing the sun.
"In that case, seeing just a shadow is enough!"
Oshitari then changed his posture in mid-air, turned around, and prepared to return a Lob Shot with a backhand.
But after changing his position, Oshitari, who was staring at the shadow of the tennis ball on the ground, suddenly saw that Momoshiro's shadow covered the ball's shadow.
"This guy used his own shadow to cover the ball's shadow! He calmly observed the situation and even saw through my thoughts..."
Thump... thump thump
"Seigaku Momoshiro scores, score 4-0"
Because Momoshiro blocked the ball's shadow, Oshitari could no longer see either the ball or its shadow.
In the end, he could only let the ball slowly fall into his own half of the court, and he landed with the same hitting posture he had changed in the air.
"You were able to read all my thoughts; I have to say you're much better than you were during the Kanto Tournament."
But even so, you still can't beat me, because I'm not the Kanto Tournament."