Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 65: The Warrior's Feelings, the Anger of the Proud Disciple

at the same time.

This is a coffee shop in Tokyo.

Suck it up~suck it up~

Sizzle...

Nanjiro Echizen, wearing a monk's robe, held his chin with one hand and drank a cold drink with a straw in the other.

From time to time, he would scratch the instep of his right foot with his left foot.

"Old woman."

"Calling someone out at this time is not a good move."

"After all, I am a family man."

"Even if not, I still prefer young and beautiful girls."

"Besides, my stupid son should be at home waiting for me to play games with him~"

When only half of the drink is left.

Echizen Nanjiro finally spoke.

"First of all, don't call me an old woman!"

"Secondly, I'm not interested in a lazy monk like you."

Ryuzaki Sumire, who was sitting opposite, had her eyelids twitching and was trying hard to suppress her anger.

"Actually, I don't want to bother you."

"There's just one thing about Longma."

"So I want to seek your opinion."

After taking a deep breath, Ryuzaki Sumire's expression gradually became serious.

But there was still a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.

"Oh?"

"Tell me."

Although Echizen Nanjiro looked nonchalant, his eyes changed slightly after hearing Echizen Ryoma's name.

Looking at the cold drink cup in front of him, he kept stirring it with the straw in his left hand.

"It's like this."

"I want Ryoma to leave the regular lineup of the Seishun Gakuen Tennis Club."

"As a first-year junior high school member, I will begin to settle down according to the traditions of the Seigaku Tennis Club."

"I believe that, in this case."

"By the time Longma reaches the third year of junior high school, he will definitely burst out with even more terrifying potential from this accumulation."

Ryuzaki Sumire wasn't going to keep it a secret anymore.

He directly stated his purpose and thoughts.

just.

As soon as these words fell.

The carefree Nanjiro Echizen's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

It was as if at this moment, the former samurai of the Sakura Country appeared again.

"Ryuuzaki."

"You know what... you're talking about?"

His eyelids slowly lifted, and his cold gaze fell on Ryuzaki Sumire opposite him.

Echizen Nanjiro also stopped stirring the cold drink in the cup with a straw.

"Nanjiro."

"A sword blank whose character hasn't been polished yet cannot be sharpened directly."

"Think back to the Kakizaka Youth Tennis Tournament."

"How did Ryoma lose his mind after seeing Kitagawa, a boy of the same age who had defeated him?"

"Even before, he was so aloof from people."

"If we continue to train them in this state, there will be no Prince of Tennis or the second generation of samurai."

Looking at the extremely unfamiliar Echizen Nanjiro, Ryuzaki Sumire felt a little nervous.

But when I think about the fact that I was his teacher.

Suddenly I felt confident again.

After all, in her opinion, how could the samurai Nanjiro Echizen's achievements have nothing to do with her as his teacher?

But, compared to Ryuzaki Sumire.

At this moment, the other customers in the coffee shop involuntarily fell silent.

Some people were even ready to pay the bill and leave.

I really can't stand the low pressure here.

Echizen Nanjiro stared at Ryuzaki Sumire opposite him without blinking, and did not speak for a long time.

Jingle bell bell~

Just at this time.

The door of the coffee shop was pushed open.

A white-haired, rebellious teenager walked in with a golf bag in one hand and vegetables in the other.

"Aren!"

"Come here quickly~"

A beautiful woman dressed as a coffee shop waitress immediately greeted the other party in a low voice.

Obviously, he was also a little nervous because of the atmosphere on Echizen Nanjiro and Ryuzaki Sumire's side.

"Old woman."

"Ah really."

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Akutsu walked straight towards Akutsu Yuki.

“Call me sister!!!”

After Yuuki Akutsu gave Akutsu a glare.

He immediately pulled it to the position farthest away from the tables of Echizen Nanjiro and Ryuuzaki Sumire.

"Aren, please wait here for a moment."

"I'll hand over my work and then I can go home."

"Don't go to that table, that monk guest is really scary!"

After Yuuki Akutsu gave Akutsu a few instructions, she left.

"Ok?"

"Isn't that... the coach of the Seigakuen tennis club?"

"It's really interesting~"

Akutsu didn't take Akutsu Yuki's words to heart at all and just looked over there.

Because of the direction Ryuzaki Sumire is facing.

So it's pretty clear.

After realizing who the other person was, Akutsu smiled slightly in a different way.

He leaned back in his chair and listened quietly.

next moment.

There was a brief silence after Echizen Nanjiro, who was sitting opposite Ryuuzaki Sumire.

Directly replied coldly.

"Ryuuzaki."

"Don't impose your so-called stupid traditions and ideas on Ryoma and me."

"I don't need to settle down, and neither does Longma."

"What I want to see is not the Prince of Tennis, nor Samurai II, but Ryoma."

"As for character, hehe... Ryoma is not a sword!"

"Winning and losing in tennis matches is common."

"It's normal for Ryoma to be depressed for a while after being defeated by the young man from Kitagawa."

"So please don't do that."

"If that's what it has to be."

"I'd rather Ryoma transfer to Rikkai University's affiliated middle school, where Kitagawa is."

"My emotions aren't consumed that much."

After finishing speaking.

Echizen Nanjiro stood up immediately.

Then he walked outside with low pressure.

He had only taken a few steps when suddenly a smile appeared on his face as before. He scratched the back of his head with one hand and added something to Ryuzaki Sumire.

"Then I'll leave that to you."

"Thank you for hospitality!"

After saying this, he turned around and left without stopping.

"Minami...Jiro..."

Ryuzaki Sumire stared blankly at the other person's figure completely disappearing from her sight.

The whole person was speechless for a long time.

It seemed as if she had never expected Echizen Nanjiro to speak to her like this.

He never expected that his "good intentions" would make his most proud disciple so angry and resistant.

Slowly lower your head.

Ryuzaki Sumire fell into silence as she looked at the stack of documents in her hand that she had not yet taken out.

And the name Tezuka Kunimitsu was clearly written on this information.

"It's really a good pre-dinner drama."

"Echizen Ryoma..."

"Beichuan..."

Having witnessed all this, Akutsu couldn't help but mutter to himself.

There was a strange light flickering in his eyes.

"It seems that Taiyi's shameful plan needs to include more people."

As he watched the destitute Ryuzaki Sumire leave, he couldn't help but recall what Dan Taichi had said to him.

The decision was made immediately.