The Order Needs Reform, Seigaku Ties Itself in Knots!

At the same time, Rikkai Dai Fuzhong.

Even before the new students enrolled, the king's army that would conquer Kanto had already been decided.

New students enrolled in April, and regional matches began in mid-April. In previous years, by this time, all schools' regular players had already been determined.

Because of these tight schedules, new students were basically out of luck for their first year's matches. Moreover, this was Rikkai Dai Fuzhong, a renowned tennis school that had won the Kanto Tournament for multiple consecutive years.

The foundation left by the seniors was more or less enough to support Rikkai Dai Fuzhong's dominance in Kanto.

But Yukimura didn't think so.

Similarly, Sanada didn't think so.

Furthermore, there was another person, a companion Yukimura and Sanada met after arriving at Rikkai Dai. He also possessed a unique vision, so the wind of change also blew towards Rikkai Dai Fuzhong.

"Sanada, it's time for us to act."

Yukimura's azure blue eyes gleamed slightly, and an air of looking down on the world arose spontaneously.

Perhaps those Rikkai Dai regular players could lead Rikkai Dai to the National Tournament, but they definitely wouldn't be first in Kanto. Those two must have joined some school in Kanto.

He had to make a change!

A change that swept through all of Rikkai Dai Fuzhong.

"Mm!"

Sanada raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat, his black pupils gaining a hint of decisiveness. The loss a few months ago had also made him realize his shortcomings in tennis.

During this period, he had trained day and night, releasing all his pent-up potential and forging his own unique path in tennis...

But, this was still not enough...

That guy would also keep evolving. All he could do now was to go all out to surpass and defeat that young man who shone with the light of "Muga no Kyouchi."

"Yanagi, let's go together."

Yukimura looked at the boy standing beside him, who had mushroom-shaped hair and squinted eyes.

Yanagi Renji, a famous doubles genius in Tokyo, had monopolized almost all the doubles events he participated in.

Moreover, Yanagi Renji possessed a special ability. His presence could make Rikkai Dai Fuzhong stronger. This was their first step towards conquering the National Tournament!

"Okay!"

Yanagi Renji rarely opened his eyes, a hint of coldness flashing within them.

He also joined this wave of change.

On the other side, at Seigaku.

Without Tezuka, Seigaku was still running as usual. The older seniors on the court seemed to be playing casual tennis and doing boring drills as if it were a game.

On the court, a senior club member wearing a dark blue jacket yelled at the first-year students, "Seriously, first-years, hurry up and come pick up the balls!"

"A bunch of useless good-for-nothings, you can't even pick up balls properly. You want to play tennis? First-years, until spring next year, you will honestly pick up balls on the court, understood!!"

The senior club member in front of them was Takei Kenshi, a name that sounded unfamiliar.

However, if you mentioned the perpetrator in the original work who injured Tezuka's left arm, requiring three years of treatment and only barely recovering for the National Tournament.

That's right, it was this person!

Takei Kenshi wasn't even a regular player at Seigaku. His usual behavior was to look down on first-year students, always liking to tease and suppress them to satisfy himself.

In the early stages of The Prince of Tennis, Araki played a similar role to Takei now. It seemed like such traits were passed down.

However, in terms of maliciousness, Takei was much worse than Araki. Even if Araki lost a match and was thoroughly embarrassed, he wouldn't actively cripple someone's dominant hand, but Takei did.

In the later plot, Takei wasn't even mentioned. But it could be assumed that he was quietly dealt with, which was Seigaku's usual style.

"So annoying, are we just going to pick up tennis balls here for a year?"

Among the new students, a red-haired boy said with a face full of complaint.

His name was Kikumaru Eiji. He had entered Seigaku with noble ideals, but this cruel reality had dealt him a heavy blow.

First-year students, let alone playing matches, didn't even have the right to participate in regular practice matches. At best, they were ball boys for the second and third-year students, standing behind to pick up balls.

His skills were clearly much stronger than those of the regular players.

But...

He didn't even have a chance to participate in matches and prove himself.

"Through data analysis... the possibility of us first-years participating in training is only 2%, and the possibility of participating in the regular player selection matches is only 0.2%."

The bespectacled man squatting beside Kikumaru pushed his glasses up slightly and replied in a calm tone.

Inui Sadaharu, Seigaku's future strategist. His data tennis was passed down after Yanagi Renji left. After meeting Tezuka, he became even more convinced of the usefulness of collecting information.

Additionally, beside Inui Sadaharu were Oishi, Kawamura, and Fuji, who kept his eyes squinted.

Compared to them, Fuji had heard some rumors.

But, lacking a strong desire to win, he also didn't lead Seigaku to take that revolutionary step.

Seigaku, perhaps also because of Tezuka's absence.

Unable to make substantial changes!

At this time, Inside Yamabuki Middle School.

Cherry blossom trees lined both sides of the campus path. A gentle breeze rustled the treetops, causing the cherry blossoms to sway. Petals scattered across the path, and their refreshing fragrance was carried by the breeze into their nostrils.

"Tch... the environment here is quite nice~"

Looking at the blooming cherry blossoms of Yamabuki, Atobe, who was usually picky, rarely offered praise.

"Yes, it's quite nice."

Tezuka didn't object, nodding in agreement.

Beside them, Mukahi couldn't help but speak, "Come on, we're not here to admire the scenery, we're here to follow... no, we should be investigating what Kamikawa does after school."

"That's right."

Shishido nodded, "We could still see that guy's figure just now, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye."

"I estimate he went towards the tennis club. Could he really be here to challenge them?"

Oshitari stroked his chin, standing in front of the signpost.

He wasn't very familiar with Yamabuki's school layout, but there was a convenient signpost in front of him, clearly indicating the locations of the club activities.

Yamabuki was, after all, a renowned tennis school. The specific location of the tennis club was even specially marked on the signpost, saving them the trouble of wandering around. It would be bad if they were accused of gathering intelligence.

"Tezuka, what do you think?"

Atobe glanced at Tezuka and asked.

"Hmm~"

Tezuka hesitated slightly and said, "Let's go to the tennis club. Kamikawa should have gone there. As for whether he's here to challenge them..."

Honestly, Tezuka was a bit unsure.

After all, Kamikawa had never liked competitions. The last JR Tournament was the first time he'd ever participated, and for previous recreational matches, he hadn't even signed up.

However, despite his seemingly weak desire to win, he became exceptionally serious once he entered a match.

Atobe waved his hand and walked towards the tennis club, saying as he walked, "Don't overthink it. This great master will lead you there."

"We played against the Yamabuki tennis club yesterday anyway."

"That's true..."

Mukahi and Shishido nodded silently, not finding anything wrong with that.

Tezuka was speechless, while Oshitari felt something was strange about that statement.

But seeing that everyone else didn't react, he didn't voice his inner thoughts.

Finally, here is the list of u-17 players from each school when Mori entered high school.