Atobe and Yukimura Strike Back

"Mistake"

What happened!?

Looking at the racket lying on the ground, Mori Juzaburo's eyes widened.

"What's wrong?"

"The instant I swung the racket, I couldn't feel it anymore."

"Careful!"

When Ochi Moonlight approached to ask him something, he was still pondering Mori Juzaburo's words.

Just then, Mori Juzaburo was about to bend down to pick up his racket, but as soon as he bent down, his body went out of control and he fell down.

Seeing this, Ochi Moonlight quickly reached out to support him, and Mori Juzaburo's entire weight pressed down on Ochi Moonlight's hand.

"Something happened, I can't feel anything in my body anymore..."

"Could it be... your sense of touch? You've lost your sense of touch."

Seeing that Mori Juzaburo had lost control of his body, Ochi Moonlight guessed with some doubt that it was related to touch.

"Not being able to feel anything in your body must be awful, but you can't afford to be so weak-willed, because the real journey is just beginning."

Seeing the scene of one person helping another across from him, Yukimura smiled.

"It's okay, go back to your seat."

Although he lost his sense of touch, Mori Juzaburo quickly adapted to the state of being unable to touch.

He walked with some difficulty to the baseline and threw the ball into the air.

Because I didn't feel it, I didn't throw the ball very high.

Therefore, Mori Juzaburo could only swing his racket hastily. Although the racket hit the ball, the force was obviously less.

The tennis ball flew out but didn't even touch the net, landing directly in its own half of the court.

"Double faults, junior high school student scores, 1:4"

"Although Yukimura deprived him of his sense of touch, he was still able to hit the ball under these circumstances."

Even if they didn't succeed, the high school students on the representative team were definitely stronger in terms of ability.

Like Atobe, Mori Juzaburo committed a double fault on his serve.

Although both were affected by their opponent's mental abilities, Mori Juzaburo was clearly in a more passive position.

Seeing this, the person standing outside adjusted his glasses and stated the truth that the middle school students were unwilling to admit.

"Damn it... a middle school student knows such a complicated move, how embarrassing."

On the bottom line, Mori Juzaburo was having a headache over Yukimura's Five Senses Deprivation after his double misfire.

However, the current situation didn't give him time to feel ashamed or shake off the bad thoughts in his mind; the tennis ball was tossed into the air again.

This time, Mori Juzaburo swung his racket with even more force because he couldn't feel it, so he could only rely on his intuition.

Puff...

"Mistake"

This shot was better than the last one, but the result was still the same: a net touch error.

Seeing that Mori Juzaburo was already able to hit the ball to the net, Yukimura worried that the next ball would go over the net, so he made another move.

"What!? I can't see it!?"

At that moment, before serving, Mori Juzaburo suddenly saw darkness in front of him. The darkness slowly grew larger and eventually filled his entire field of vision.

"So your tennis ball can deprive you of your five senses, right?"

Seeing that his partner had lost both touch and sight, Ochi Moonlight had by then determined the direction in which Yukimura's mental energy was directed.

"That's right, defeating someone by making them lose all feeling, that's my tennis."

"That middle school student used his mental powers to deprive me of my sense of touch and sight!?"

Upon hearing Yukimura's words, Mori Juzaburo couldn't believe it was true.

But believe it or not, he still has to Underhand Serve without being able to see or feel the ball.

"Double faults, junior high school student scores, 2:4"

As expected, Mori Juzaburo double-failed once again.

"Not bad, after playing for so long, you've at least made some contribution."

Turning to look at Yukimura, Atobe's tone conveyed a sense of relief.

"We're doubles partners after all, how could I let my partner put in the effort alone?"

Yukimura responded to Atobe's reaction with a smile.

"It's your turn to serve now. That guy's out of sight, so make sure you take these two points cleanly and turn things around."

"That's exactly what I was thinking too."

Upon hearing Atobe's words, Yukimura responded with a single sentence and then tossed the ball into the air.

Bang!

"Junior high school students score, 3:4"

Bang!

"Junior high school students score, 4:4"

"They've tied it!"

"The situation is finally a little better."

"But... that Mach Serve is coming up again."

Yukimura tied the score, and the serve went to Ochi Moonlight again.

The hope that had just been ignited in the junior high school students' hearts was extinguished by a single sentence from Gan.

"What's the use of depriving the Maori of their sense of touch and sight?"

The advantage is still on our side; your only fate is defeat.

Ochi Moonlight, positioned at the baseline, glanced at Mori Juzaburo ahead of him before unleashing his Mach Serve.

"First String scores, 5:4"

"First String scores, 6:4"

With two Mach Serve, Atobe was pinned to the spot and unable to move.

"Come on, it's your turn to serve again. Let's see if you can successfully hit the ball this time."

"Hmph, Hyotei's Senpai, I'm not the kind of person who accepts fate!"

After finishing his serve, Ochi Moonlight said to Atobe with a provocative tone.

At this moment, Atobe's anger, which had been under the Atobe of Mental Assassination, erupted, and a powerful aura burst forth from his body.

"Oh? You can actually offset some of the mental energy. It seems that you, the current Captain of Hyotei, are not as weak as I thought."

Ochi Moonlight's expression changed for the first time when he sensed that the mental energy acting on Atobe was decreasing.

"I'm not the kind of person who can be manipulated. Get over here!"

Atobe roared as he tossed the ball into the air, swung his racket, and the tennis ball flew out.

Unlike previous net touches, this time the tennis ball successfully flew over the net.

"Success!"

The junior high school students watching from the sidelines gasped in surprise when they saw the tennis ball land in the high school students' half of the court.

"That's pretty good, but just hitting the ball isn't enough."

Facing Atobe's serve, Ochi Moonlight took a step to the left and swung his racket.

Bang!

"First String scores, 7:4, First String wins, change of ends."

With Ochi Moonlight's swift net play, Atobe and Yukimura, two junior high school students, had no chance to react, and the first game ended with the team winning.

"Since we've already lost one game, let's not dwell on it. The next game will be our chance to reap the rewards."

"It seems you've fully recovered. In that case, let's have a good fight."

Hearing the renewed confidence in Atobe's tone, Yukimura looked at Mori Juzaburo across from him.

"The second game begins with junior high student Yukimura serving."

"Even if your partner has that Mach Serve, so what? You can't see or feel anything anymore, what can you do?"

After the referee announced the start of the second game, Yukimura looked at Mori Juzaburo, who had a blank expression and unfocused eyes, and tossed the ball into the air.

Bang!

"Junior high school students score, 15:0"

Bang!

"Junior high school students score, 30:0"

"That was a powerful serve, but I could hear the ball hitting the ground very clearly."

Yukimura scored twice in a row with his serve; Mori Juzaburo had already gotten used to catching the sound of the ball after it landed.

I said, let's try serving again.

"Looks like you've gotten used to it already. Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Upon hearing Mori Juzaburo's confident words, Yukimura remained calm.

After tossing the ball up, the racket is swung out.

Bang!

"Here!"

As the tennis ball landed, Mori Juzaburo's ears twitched.

Then, relying on intuition, I moved my feet and, sensing that I had reached the ball's landing point, swung my racket with my right hand.

Suddenly, the sound of a ball being struck rang out, and Mori Juzaburo successfully received the serve.

"My chance has come! Enjoy the experience of my exquisite ball skills."

After Mori Juzaburo returned the ball, Atobe appeared at the net.

Aiming at Mori Juzaburo's racket, the player returned the shot, successfully knocking the racket away and sending the tennis ball bouncing back to the junior high school student's half of the court.

"March Towards Despair Fugue!"

Bang!

"Junior high school students score, 40:0"

The tennis ball glided between the two high school students, and the junior high student won the point again.

"Yukimura, even if you take away his sense of touch and sight, he can still return your shot. That won't do."

"Is that so? That's quite troublesome. In that case, we might as well just deprive him of his hearing as well."

Atobe's somewhat teasing remarks made the two people opposite him feel uneasy, especially Mori Juzaburo, who was the victim.

"Don't even think about trying anything funny now. As long as I'm here, your mental attacks won't succeed."

"Given that your mental strength is stronger than mine, and that you were already on guard, I certainly wouldn't do something so foolish."

However, my Five Senses Deprivation doesn't mean that each deprivation of a sense requires a use of mental energy.

After Yukimura exploited two openings in his mental attacks, Ochi Moonlight Yukimura been on guard ever since.

However, even if Ochi Moonlight is on guard at all times, Yukimura no longer needs to use his mental power as a backup plan.

Amid Ochi Moonlight's puzzled expression, Yukimura tossed the ball up again.

Bang!

"Junior high school student scores, score 1-0"

"Has it been so long since the serve? Could it be!?"

"Has my hearing been taken away...?"

Hearing his partner muttering to himself, Ochi Moonlight realized that Yukimura had deprived him of his hearing.

Bang!

"Junior high school student scores, score 2-0"

After Yukimura's serve, it was Mori Juzaburo's turn to serve. Since his three main senses were deprived, he was naturally unable to serve, so the referee could only award the second game to the junior high school student.

"That was a fantastic start! Not only did they hold their serve, but they also broke their opponent's serve."

"That high school student was completely controlled by Yukimura's Five Senses Deprivation, and could only stay in his own world waiting for the match to end."

"When the match ends, he'll be facing defeat, and that'll feel terrible."

"This kind of tennis is terrifying. I'd rather be beaten by a power-type player like Brother Ghost than play against these people who rely on mental strength."

The junior high students' favorable start to the second set gave the junior high students on the sidelines confidence, but the terrifying power of mental tennis also made them somewhat apprehensive.