The whole thing with the tennis club was actually very easy, probably because most of them just signed up anyway, because of this wannabe ... Still, I was glad to be away from the teacher because he seemed to be eyeing me as weirdly as everyone else here. With a relieved sigh, I opened the door to my locker and pulled out the large tennis bag and put my school bag inside before closing it again. That could be something, I was annoyed and had to assert myself between Atobe's fangirls. With these thoughts I trudged to the changing rooms, but as soon as the door was opened it was already quiet inside and the girls looked at me intently as if it were running the gauntlet. Still, I didn't show anything, ran to a place and began to move around, while the whispering finally started again. Here and there I could hear something of "Rikkai Dai." "Cheekiness" "Conceited" etc. Suddenly my cell phone vibrated and I pulled it out of my pocket relatively unrecognized, a message. The name "Yushi" was on the screen and I had to smile. / "Your rejection only made it worse. I hope not, in the end I have to pay for everything again as I used to. Don't do anything stupid." / I didn't write anything back, just had to smile. As always, Mr. Poker Face was on it, cool and completely cool. Back when we were little and still lived next to each other, I always had problems just because I had dressed like a boy ... a long story ~

I stuffed my cell phone in my pocket, closed it, and went to the square with the others. A soft whistle slipped from my lips, the place was quite big, bigger than that of Rikkai Dai, but useless if players were playing on it who couldn't even begin to play the game. But before I could set foot on the steps to the field, a group of girls stood in my way, probably the ones who scolded each other regulars. "Who said that you were allowed to play on the first day?", The voice of the biggest among them came, a blond-haired girl with her arms crossed over her chest ... She looked ... Well something like her I would put in the drawer Flitt- no, I couldn't think so negatively about other girls… Unfortunately, I never really liked girls. Your statement only made me laugh, what was that supposed to mean? Mind games? How poor. At that moment the last lines of Yushi's message came into my head ... / "Don't do anything stupid." / I was sorry, but I always did something stupid when I was in a bad mood. So I put my arm on my hip and lifted my head slightly to provoke her again. "Huh? Doesn't it say it doesn't matter if you're a newbie or not? Strength and skill count or not? Or do you want to question the rules of Hyotei yourself?"If that is the case, then I am welcome to stay outside, but I guess your would-be King Atobe will not be delighted to hear it. We can forget all that now ... I really just want to play tennis, on your team or something, I don't feel like it anyway. ", with a dismissive movement I was about to turn around when the girls apparently had to hold the blonde back." Dare you to talk about Atobe-sama in such a derogatory manner again! ", she shouted halfway across the square, so that the other members were already looking at us. Should the games begin with pleasure, I didn't mind, so I turned around again and began to giggle spitefully." Atobe-sama? I beg you. What is he already? Sanada Fukubuchou would ram it into the ground unsharpened. "I had a lot of respect for Sanada, I had never been able to do anything against his skills ... Against any of the Three Akuma from Rikkai Dai.

A few minutes later I was on the field, my bat in my left hand with a bored expression on my face. Why didn't I just shut up? No, I had to compensate for the frustration I had with something else. In front of me a member of the female regular, if you could scold her like that at all. It was actually just a girl gang. "Best of one set match. Yukimura to serve!" If I decided this game for me they would shut up and leave me alone, it was said ... I didn't believe so much, but I didn't care, the main thing was that I could again Play tennis. Unfortunately, it wasn't an opponent where I needed to get serious or have fun with the game ... I let the ball hit the ground several times with my right hand before I started to serve, my opponent was right-handed so I put a pin point straight away the left corner of the court.

"15-0"

She stared at the spot the ball had hit, not even moving. "What the?", Slipped over her lips and immediately she stiffened with the look at the ball, which I pulled out of my pocket and let it hit the floor several times. If she thought it was fast, then she wouldn't even see my real balls coming ... Ridiculous. Now she would expect me to play left ... So right. "30-0" The last two service balls were the same game. "Game won by Yukimura. 1-0. Change Court." During the service game of my opponent I was extremely bored, her serve always went to the middle of the court, I ran over and had the point with a praise or a drop shot and before I know it ...

"Game and match ... Won by Yukimura 6-0!"

She just stood there and stared at me in disbelief while I looked at my watch and whistled. "5 minutes, took longer than expected," I mumbled and sighed in annoyance ... I wasn't even warmed up."Now leave me alone, I just want to train a little here.", I just said calmly and started moving to leave the place because I didn't feel like bothering with them anymore. Suddenly I heard the sound of an impact and immediately spun around. The ball jumped up a few meters in front of me and was about to fly past me on the right…. Not with me! Immediately I threw my racket to the right, grabbed it with my right hand and hit the ball straight back to the sender. This caught him again loosely and shouldered his tennis racket. "Ahn ~ The lady is not a Southpaw and she's nimble too." God ... could the day get any worse?