Thump!!
"Game, set, and match. Yamabuki's Sengoku wins, 6–0."
"The overall score is 3–0. Yamabuki Academy advances to the quarter-finals."
Likewise, on the other side of the draw, Yamabuki, led by Banda Mikiya, had crushed their opponents with overwhelming strength. Even with several first-years on the team, they were every bit as formidable as they'd been last year.
"Yamabuki is just as strong as last year."
At the sidelines, Inoue, a reporter for a tennis magazine, watched the match quietly. "Next, they'll face Ginkou, who also made it to the quarter-finals."
"Banda Mikiya has been Yamabuki Junior High's renowned coach for more than twenty years. They say he once led an unknown school to victory over Seigaku, which had Echizen Nanjirou at the time."
"That unknown school eventually became a regular contender at the Kanto Tournament—and even at the National Tournament."
The school Inoue was talking about was Yamabuki, right in front of him. Nearly every year, Yamabuki put up a good showing, but never more than that. After reaching the nationals, they'd be eliminated because their players lacked the individual ability to go further.
But this year's Yamabuki was different. They had a lot of new faces, and judging by their apparent strength, the only team that could stop them was this year's Hyotei.
"Hyotei defeated Seigaku in the quarter-finals, and they did it with a score of 3–0."
"Hyotei's next opponent will be St. Rudolph, right?"
Inoue murmured, then headed toward Hyotei's court with his camera.
The match was already well underway.
"St. Rudolph isn't even as strong as Seigaku."
At the sidelines, Mukahi fiddled with his racket, bored, and yawned.
"They only made it to the Metropolitan Tournament. How strong could they possibly be?"
Oshitari pushed up his glasses and replied calmly. He knew perfectly well that