The Sports Festival Is Over! Today's Update!

This guy really was beyond saving.

But would anyone cheer him on?

There were quite a few cute girls around.

Kamuro began paying attention to the situation around her.

"Eh... we've reached the critical moment," Ishizaki said. "I'm counting on you, Hachiman. I'm going to take a breather."

The third game.

Between the two sides, Hashimoto's team had scored five balls.

Ishizaki's side only had three.

They were at a disadvantage.

"It's our turn to serve next," Hachiman said. "But if I'm the one serving, they won't be able to return it."

"Oh?" Hashimoto, who had also come up to the net, heard that.

Though mocking a princess's Prince Charming was impolite, Hashimoto felt that Hachiman was just talking big this time.

Still, he kept his composure.

Hachiman switched positions with Ishizaki.

Hachiman took the role of server.

And now.

Thwack!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Hachiman began a jump serve. However, rather than hitting the ball far, he sent it high into the air.

"Although you look full of confidence, Hachiman, I don't think a ball like that will be hard to return," Hashimoto said.

As he spoke, he ran toward the tennis ball's path without a second thought.

He raised his racket.

Yet just as his racket was about to meet the ball, the yellow-green tennis ball flew in another direction, then... hit the ground and rolled to a stop.

"No way!"

On the court, Hashimoto felt as though he had encountered some bizarre phenomenon.

But the spectators outside could see it clearly. Hachiman's ball had actually changed direction midair and drifted sideways toward another location.

That was why Hashimoto had waited for the ball to bounce, only to swing at nothing.

"Surprised?" Hachiman said.

At that moment, the referee had already tossed the tennis ball back to