Doubles Two, Two Unsuited People

"Fuji, are you okay?"

Oishi suddenly looked at Fuji and said. Hearing Oishi's words, the veteran regulars also looked at Fuji.

They all knew that when Fuji Yuta was at Seigaku, he was always called "Genius Fuji's younger brother" because of his brother's reputation as a prodigy.

Unable to bear living under his brother's shadow, Fuji Yuta transferred to St. Rudolph in a fit of pique and became a regular there.

"I'm fine, it's okay. Speaking of which, I also really want to see how much Yuta has improved. I wonder if we'll meet in the match."

Fuji still had his signature smile, and was instead quite looking forward to seeing how much his brother had improved.

"Of course you won't meet~ With that guy around, there's no way he'd let your brother play you..."

Horio, who was secretly grumbling, couldn't help but roll his eyes. At the same time, he was also very curious about how much the Seigaku members had improved during his special training period.

He couldn't make heads or tails of it when they played Chainada, and because of his own appearance.

He had already disrupted the growth curve of the Seigaku members, so Horio didn't know if he had caused any impact on this world.

"Since last year, St. Rudolph has gathered some tennis prodigies from various regions and provided them with specialized training."

"Their captain remains at a high level. Last year, he even defeated our seniors. They are an opponent that cannot be ignored."

"There's also Fuji's brother, Yuta. Since last year, he's been practicing specifically for his left side. He's known as the 'Left-Handed Killer,' and his goal is to defeat his brother."

"But I'm not left-handed," Fuji said upon hearing Inui Sadaharu's analysis.

"That's right. It's probably meant for Tezuka. But they didn't expect Tezuka to be getting his arm treated this year."

"The captain isn't here, but don't we still have a lefty? I guess it's a stroke of luck for them." Horio couldn't help but tease Ryoma, who still had a cool, indifferent expression.

"Horio is right. The opponent will likely place Yuta in the singles three position, which perfectly counters Ryoma. So Ryoma, you need to be careful during the match." Inui Sadaharu took Horio's joke seriously and said to Ryoma, who merely agreed casually.

"There's also the most important one: their team manager, who is also one of the players. I heard he's a tough character. The information I received is that he spends most of his time gathering information from other school teams. He should also be a data tennis player."

After listening to Inui Sadaharu's analysis, the Seigaku members became somewhat vigilant towards St. Rudolph and entered a state of preparation.

"Hey, don't mess up when the time comes."

"What did you say? You're the one who shouldn't drag me down."

Seeing the doubles two pair suddenly start arguing again, the Seigaku members shook their heads and then walked towards the match venue.

On the other side, a short-haired boy with a serious expression, carrying a tennis bag, walked while muttering "Singles Three" towards Mizuki, who was making tactical arrangements for the St. Rudolph team.

Upon seeing the approaching person, Mizuki immediately turned around and said, "I'm sorry, Yuta. It looks like the opponent got away. I really thought singles three would be Fuji Syusuke."

It was Fuji Syusuke's brother, Fuji Yuta. Hearing Mizuki's words, Fuji Yuta clearly couldn't accept it.

"We were outsmarted by that data guy named Inui Sadaharu. It looks like they don't want the brothers to face each other."

"There's nothing that can be done about it." Although he couldn't change it, Fuji Yuta's words were still filled with unwillingness.

"It's a shame this time. Just focus on dealing with Echizen Ryoma, who's in singles three. He's left-handed, so you won't be under too much pressure."

"Alright then. But if that first-year doesn't have Fuji Syusuke's skill, I'll be angry. I'll definitely beat him so hard he can't even fight back."

Fuji Yuta spoke harsh words and left under the gaze of others. After he walked away, St. Rudolph's captain, Akazawa, spoke.

"Mizuki, wasn't Seigaku's lineup exactly as you predicted?"

"That's right. Fuji Syusuke is a terrifying opponent. I don't think Yuta can beat him."

"Then why did you have Yuta play against that first-year?"

"I investigated. That first-year hasn't lost from the preliminary rounds to the district preliminaries. However, he's never played against a left-handed player before."

"So you want the 'Left-Handed Killer' Yuta to face him?"

"Exactly. This is the safest method. Although Seigaku has two first-years in the regulars this year, I'm not confident about that one named Horio Satoshi. So, as long as we secure the first four matches, it's fine."

"The match between Seigaku Academy and St. Rudolph begins now. Please have doubles two prepare to take the court."

Inside the match venue, seeing that both Seigaku and St. Rudolph had arrived, the referee announced the start of the match. Many people had gathered in the stands, making the atmosphere lively and exciting for both teams.

"Tch, what bad luck to be grouped with you."

"Stop yapping. You think I wanted to be on a team with you?"

Hearing Kaitou complain, Momoshiro immediately shot back, tapping the shoulder of Kaitou, who was squatting to tie his shoelaces, with his racket.

"Don't touch me!"

Kaitou, whose shoulder had just been hit, instantly exploded. He swung his racket back.

It hit Momoshiro right on the mouth. Momoshiro, who had been fine a moment ago, scowled in pain.

"That hurt, Viper. What do you think you're doing?"

"Hey, you just hit my shoulder with your racket and now you're asking me what I'm doing? You wanna fight?"

Kaitou, like a snake provoked, immediately stood up and grabbed Momoshiro's collar. The tension between the two was so thick that even the spectators off the court felt helpless.

Watching the two argue fiercely on the court, Horio, with a blank expression, suddenly stood up and shouted.

"Senpai, you're amazing! Hurry up and fight! If you don't fight, you're not a man! You can't stand this! Hurry up and fight, don't worry about the referee."

Hearing Horio's words, the two on the court stopped their scuffle and looked at him. Horio, however, didn't shut up just because they stopped.

"Just fight, then forfeit a point to St. Rudolph, and you can rest. We'll take care of the rest."

As soon as he said that, the two instantly calmed down. Horio's words, which seemed to be fanning the flames, were actually a wake-up call for them.

"Hmph, I'll let you off for now. I'll deal with you after we win the match."

"You should be saying that to me. Don't drag me down."

Although they were still exchanging harsh words, the two began to adjust their stances and prepare for the match. The Seigaku members watching from the sidelines couldn't help but sigh.

"These two have been arguing since they joined the tennis club in their first year. Don't they ever get tired of it..."

"Match start! Momoshiro of Seigaku to serve."

With the referee's announcement, the doubles match officially began.