The Bullied Momoshiro

"You're too slow."

But how could such a probing move stump the Oni? Even if he only reacted after the tennis ball bounced off the ground, the Oni easily returned the ball.

The racket was swung out, and the intersection of the two strings precisely hit the tennis ball, perfectly dividing the entire ball into four equal parts.

"Huh!? No way."

"He just used that cross-shaped racket with only one horizontal and one vertical line to return A-Tao's Bullet Serve..."

Seeing Oni's easy counterattack from the sidelines, Kikumaru and Oishi broke out in a cold sweat, worried for Momoshiro.

"Send it back to me."

The demon returned the ball, hitting it directly at Momoshiro's face.

It's clear that after catching that Bullet Serve, Oni realized that Momoshiro was a power-type player.

"They're really impressive, completely different from those high school students. They're definitely not to be underestimated."

Strictly speaking, Momoshiro is indeed a power-type fighter, but at the same time he also possesses the insight of a technical fighter.

Therefore, facing the direct counter-attack from Oni, Momoshiro chose to play a short ball.

"Don't even think about running away, fight them back head-on!"

The moment the short ball appeared, Ghost rushed towards the net.

He managed to return the ball at the last moment, but this gave Momoshiro an opportunity.

"A great opportunity!"

"Give that guy a gift in your own way."

Upon seeing a high ball, Momoshiro used Spinning Vertical Jump Style.

"Don't underestimate us junior high students! Black Jack knife!"

"What do you think you can cut with that little knife? Let me teach you. This is the real Black Jack knife."

As soon as Momoshiro hit the ball, the Oni on the other side mimicked Momoshiro's stance.

After mocking Momoshiro's shot, Oni swung his racket.

A dark red aura enveloped the tennis ball; the same move, but Oni's was far superior to Momoshiro's.

Momoshiro tried to retaliate, but the overwhelming power was simply beyond his ability to withstand.

The racket had barely touched the ball when it was knocked away, sending Momoshiro flying backward as well.

"That demon is really ruthless, using so much force on a middle school student. Your teammate is truly Horio."

"I doubt even a ghost would want to waste too much time with a middle school student; that ball was aimed at his wrist."

Outside the stadium, Horio and Irie appeared at some unknown time.

"Both of your wrists should be completely numb by now and unusable for the foreseeable future. The outcome is decided."

Looking at Momoshiro, whose back was turned and whose arms were still trembling, Oni prepared to leave the court.

The middle school students on the sidelines watched Ghost's departing figure in silence. The power Ghost had unleashed with that last shot had put immense pressure on them.

"Where do you think you're going? The game isn't over yet."

Just then, Oni, who had just stepped outside the stadium, heard Momoshiro's words again and was momentarily stunned.

Turning my head, I saw Momoshiro pick up the racket with his mouth and then stand up, holding the racket in his arms.

"I haven't had enough fun yet."

Seeing Momoshiro's defiant gaze, Kii, lost in thought, simply turned back to the court.

Even when Momoshiro was in top form, he was no match for the demons, let alone now.

Even if Momoshiro uses a normal return, as long as he increases the force, his racket will still be knocked away.

"Idiot, your hands are numb, what can you do?"

After knocking Momoshiro's racket away once again, Oni's taunts reappeared.

Momoshiro heard this but didn't react at all, because due to the numbness in her wrist, she could only hold the ball in her mouth.

"Return the ball."

The demon general returned Momoshiro's serve with nonchalant ease. Although Momoshiro successfully returned the serve, he was forced to take a few steps back by the force of the ball.

Upon hearing the ghost's voice, Momoshiro stopped retreating and ran towards the ball while holding his racket.

"That Momoshiro guy, he can barely hold his racket anymore but he still keeps playing. How long is he going to keep going?"

"If you can't hold the racket, you have no chance of winning..."

"That's enough, Ah Tao! Your body won't be able to handle this. Have you forgotten that we're supposed to stick together until the very end?"

Momoshiro repeatedly attacked the tennis ball, only to have it repeatedly knocked away.

After only a few balls, Momoshiro already showed obvious signs of injury.

People from other schools outside the venue were moved by Momoshiro's persistence, and Kikumaru couldn't help but speak up to stop Momoshiro.

However, Momoshiro, frowning and panting heavily, completely ignored Kikumaru's words.

"I'm sorry, Kikumaru- Senpai, but I can't fail here. Even if we lose the match, we middle school students can't lose our dignity."

Momoshiro then grabbed his racket again and hit the tennis ball, displaying remarkable stamina.

"Possessing considerable perseverance and an indomitable spirit, there are plenty of young people like this in hell, Black Jack Knife!"

"Oh no! Ah Tao is in danger!"

"Get out of the way! Momoshiro!"

Faced with Momoshiro's persistence, Oni once again unleashed the Black Jack knife.

Off the field, Kawamura and Kaitou saw this move appear again, but they didn't even have time to warn him.

Momoshiro had no time to dodge; the tennis ball aimed directly at the racket in his arms.

Because Momoshiro was holding the racket in his arms, the racket wasn't knocked away this time; instead, the two of them rolled backward with the racket.

"That's enough, Atao! Forfeit right now! You can't keep fighting!"

Even if we can't win this game, we can win the next one!

Seeing that Momoshiro was about to be knocked out of the arena, Oishi and Kikumaru almost couldn't resist climbing over the railing to drag Momoshiro out.

"Did you hear that? Your companions are saying it's better to give up when it's about time."

"What a coincidence, I've always been a student who doesn't listen to his Senpai. The real exorcism has only just begun. You'd better be prepared, Ghost Brother."

"This guy..."

Seeing Momoshiro, who had been knocked to the ground several times, still insist on getting up, Oni was somewhat moved.

"Your teammate is really stubborn; he won't give up even after being beaten like that."

This was his first battle at the training camp, and also the first battle for a junior high school student.

Besides, he's always been a weirdo who doesn't give up easily, so I'm not surprised; he'll just suffer even more.

Off the field, Irie praised Momoshiro's tenacious perseverance.

However, Horio was not moved by this, because he knew Momoshiro's personality.

"Go to hell if you want! I'll give you a big gift from the underworld in advance!"

Sure enough, the ghost became more serious on the court.

Momoshiro, undeterred by setbacks, charged forward fearlessly despite his injuries, inspiring others from other schools as well.